Chapter 92: Soul Gathering Tower

readx;? Grandma Ghost looked around in front of the peak with both hands, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said to Chong Qianjun with more interest: "Since our Ten Thousand Demon King will be afraid of his precious daughter, it is really a rare thing that is rare to see in a hundred years!"

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He was afraid that if Qianxue knew that her father was a murderous demon, what would she think of herself, and what face would she see in the future!

Qianjun put his hands behind his back, his fingers lightly touched the palms of his hands, and his face instantly became as cold as ice.

"Let's go!"

Before Qianjun's words fell, he raised his eyes and glanced at the mirror image, and when he closed it in his hand, when the mirror image disappeared, the person disappeared in an instant.

On the other side, Sikong Yulong was seriously injured by an inexplicable force, and she lay on the ground dying, motionless.

Sikong Yinlong looked at Sikong Yulong who fell in a pool of blood, he was anxious to slap the spiritual light enchantment, and patted it but found that it was empty.

Sikong Yinlong found that the enchantment blocking him had disappeared, he ran to Sikong Yulong's side in a panic, picked up the dying Sikong Jade Dragon with one hand, and instantly gathered a large amount of spiritual power in his hand, ready to hit Sikong Yulong's body.

Sikong Yulong hurriedly stopped: "Don't waste your strength, sister, sister can't do it." ā€

Sikong Yinlong grabbed Sikong Yulong's little hand tightly, tears fell down, and shouted loudly.

"Sister, sister, you won't die, you don't want to die, Xiaolong'er just saw you, why are you willing to die?"

Sikong Yulong opened his eyes with difficulty, opened his chapped lips with difficulty, and said something to Sikong Yinlong slightly!

"He's still here, he's still done it to himself, hehehe ā€

Sikong Yinlong couldn't hear it at all, he buried his head in Sikong Yulong's lips, and asked Sikong Yu anxiously: "Sister, sister, what are you talking about? Be loud, I can't hear it!"

"Xiao Long'er, sister sister has a secret secret to tell you, our father and mother were killed by Uncle Moyan. ā€

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, it's impossible, it's impossible, woo"

Sikong Yulong held Sikong Yinlong's arm tightly with one hand, his eyes widened, and the blood in his mouth kept gushing out.

"Really, I believe in believing my sister, and avenge my sister for my father, queen mother, and dragon family"

After Sikong Yulong finished speaking, the person was already unwilling to leave slowly, but his eyes were wide, as if he was very unwilling to die.

"Sister, sister, ah" Sikong Yinlong trembled, hugged Sikong Yulong tightly in his hand, and cried loudly.

Sikong Jade Dragon's body instantly turned into countless fireflies, flying all over the tunnel, as if to illuminate the Huangquan Road where all souls swam.

The black mouth of the cave slowly disappeared, and the long tunnel returned to its original state, deep and gray.

"Sister" Sikong Yinlong's mind was suddenly stuffed into another terrible story by Sikong Yulong, it was an incredible story,

He really couldn't accept Sikong Yulong's explanation when he left, and after he looked up to the sky and sighed, he suddenly vomited blood, and the whole person fainted instantly.

Qianxue was originally healing the two of Moye and Wan Jin, but when she heard Sikong Yinlong's angry shout, she quickly turned her head and looked at Sikong Yinlong, who had fainted on the ground, and she rushed over in an instant.

"What's wrong with you?"

Qianxue picked up Sikong Yinlong, shouting anxiously, while looking at the fireflies flying in the sky, those fireflies kept circling around Sikong Yinlong, which made Qianxue feel extremely desolate.

"Sister, don't worry, I will take care of Sikong Gongzi, I promised you, and I will definitely keep my promise. ā€

Qianxue muttered softly to a firefly that stopped on her finger, and the firefly seemed to understand Qianxue's words, and she fanned her fluorescent wings and flew away reluctantly.

On the ground, on the walls, countless fireflies poured out, and they all slowly flew towards the dark depths.

The picture was so beautiful, but it was so bleak, that everyone present was extremely sad and lost.

"Xue'er, are you okay?" Magic Night slowly walked to Qianxue's side and said to Qianxue with a concerned face.

Qianxue shook her head gently, her red and swollen eyes were full of tears, she looked up at the fireflies in the sky, and suddenly laughed slightly.

"Little brother, I'm fine, you sit down first to heal your injuries, and we'll go to the Nine Demon Soul Devouring Tower in a while!"

Demon Night nodded slightly, slowly sat cross-legged beside Qianxue, gathered spiritual power with both hands, and began to close his eyes to heal.

This time was the most seriously injured and happiest since he had ever been a mission, because this time, he was the one who came to protect her.

Qian Xue hugged the groggy Sikong Yinlong, gently stroked his jet-black hair with one hand, his cheeks like ice crystals, and occasionally stared at the two of them who were healing the Demon Night and Ten Million Gold, and his thoughts flew wildly.

She really couldn't figure out if it was really good for her to do this, or what would it look like if she didn't.

In this fate, it seems that it has been predestined in the dark, and no one can escape it, and no one can control it.

After a while, the tens of millions of gold with profound spiritual power had already finished breathing, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qianxue with a stunned face.

Just now, he could fully feel who the powerful power came from in the darkness.

"In this way, did the king agree with the princess to destroy the Nine Demon Soul Devouring Array?"

Tens of millions of golden frowns, the power just now is thousands of times stronger than himself, let me ask, how can I take the throne and take revenge?

Or how can you find a glimmer of life in the cracks?

Wan Jin thought for a moment, and the light of his eyes finally fell on the groggy Sikong Yinlong.

"If you want to keep the secret, then you should get rid of this Sky Silver Dragon first, but now seems to be a good opportunity!"

Wan Jin held his breath and slowly stood up, he slowly walked towards Qianxue, gathered a large amount of spiritual power in his hands, and leaned towards Sikong Yinlong step by step.

Wan Jin took two steps, looking at Qianxue's back, he suddenly stopped moving, "No, at least not yet, if you do it in front of the princess and the prince of the magic night, wouldn't it be a self-confession!"

Thinking of this, the spiritual power in his hand slowly dissipated.

Qianxue had already turned her head and was staring at the 10 million gold standing there motionless, she was curiously thinking about what this 10 million gold meant, why was she standing behind her back in a daze?

"Uncle Wanjin?Uncle Wanjin?Uncle Wanjin?" Qianxue started to call Wanjin softly, but Wanjin was so distracted that she had to shout at him louder and louder.

Qianxue's shout woke up the magic night on the side, and Sikong Yinlong also woke up, and Wan Jin looked at Qianxue in surprise.

"Hehe, what are you all looking at me for? Is there something on my face?"

Qianxue was suddenly a little embarrassed, because her shouting woke everyone up.

"Uncle Wanjin, where are you standing and what are you doing? Are you feeling better?"

Qianxue picked up the dumbfounded Sikong Yinlong, and after he stood firm, she walked towards Wan Wan Jin again.

Ten million gold bowed to Qianxue and said, "Your subordinates are fine, your subordinates are fine, princess, go down and see the Demon Night Prince! ā€

Wan Jin suddenly panicked inexplicably, he muttered while walking quickly to the side of the magic night, and hurriedly helped the magic night heal his injuries.

Magic Night was woken up by Qianxue, he just glanced at the three of them, and then began to concentrate on healing again.

He thought that he had to recover his strength quickly, and the final battle was still waiting for him!

Qianxue looked at Wan Wan Jin with a strange look, she couldn't understand very much, "Uncle Wan Jin looked so strange just now?"

It didn't take long for the magic night to slowly open his eyes, and with the help of tens of millions of gold just now, most of his injuries were instantly healed, and his complexion was much better in an instant.

"Xue'er, what's wrong with Sikong Gongzi?"

Moye looked at Sikong Yinlong crooked in Qianxue's arms, although he was a little angry, but looking at Sikong Yinlong's eyes, he felt a little better when he thought of Sikong Yulong's departure.

"It's okay, Sikong Gongzi is just" Qianxue didn't finish speaking, she thought, it's better not to say it, the province is stimulating Sikong Yinlong.

"It's okay, little brother, Uncle Wanjin, let's go!"

Qianxue turned to look at the exit of the tunnel not far away, and outside the mouth of the tunnel, a tall tower-like building could be faintly seen.

Wan Wan Jin walked over quickly, pulled Sikong Yinlong with one hand and said, "Princess, let's take care of Sikong Gongzi!"

"That's right!Xue'er, let Wanjin Guoshi take care of Sikong Gongzi!" "In order to make Sikong Yinlong too close to Qianxue, Moye also helped Wanjin propose.

Ten million Jin nodded slightly at the Demon Night, and continued to say to Qianxue: "Princess, this Sikong Gongzi has been severely hit, I think it will not be able to recover for a while, and it is better for the subordinates to take care of Sikong Gongzi outside! ā€

Qian Xue looked at the Nine Demon Soul Devouring Steps for a long time, she really didn't find any obvious demonic energy in the tower, it seemed to be an empty tower.

Qianxue thought, "What Uncle Wan Jin said is not unreasonable, this Sikong Yinlong can't recover for a while now, and if he goes in if he encounters any danger, he will be distracted to take care of him." ā€

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