"Why didn't you inform me of such an important matter?" Chira looked at Treya in front of her, not very willing to believe that the extremely beautiful woman standing in front of her at this moment was the little girl who was like a monster she met five years ago, and she had now become the prince of Yaslan's new generation.

"You said that you are a person, you are old, why are you so hypocritical. Treya walked slowly towards Chila, the sea breeze blowing her black gauze skirt, making her graceful body like a black cloud wrapped around it, "Didn't I just come to inform you, I hate walking, you should be glad to have come so far for you, at least the Silver Priest still values you very much, and just demoted you, and didn't choose to 'erode you' directly." ”

"Erosion?" Qira's gaze locked.

"Yes, I told you five years ago, I and the Netherworld are both eroders. Don't you remember?" Treya walked slowly, already in front of Chira, her soft body emitting a faint scent similar to that of a night epiphany.

"The Silver Priest should have told me personally about such a thing, and you don't need to tell me about it. Zira looked at Treya, and her eyes were cold and clear: You are not qualified for this.

"Hee-hee, oops, Chira, what qualifications are you not qualified, why do you say you are still holding the shelf now, aren't you tired?" Treya sighed, and there was a little sympathy for Chira in her eyes.

However, Chira's heart sank suddenly. He looked at Treya's seductive eyes, and couldn't believe that she could hear her own unspoken thoughts, that her soul sense could be so acute, that she could spy on people's hearts, or that she was just too good at reading words?

"Chira, you're not a prince now, those ridiculous and worthless dignity, let's put it aside, okay? The little girl you met by accident in the forest back then is now the only fourth-degree prince of yours, and the young man back then is already the second-degree prince above everyone under one person, logically speaking, you should be especially respectful when you see him. So, you......" Treya's eyes were like a pool of peach blossoms, rippling with infinite phantoms, "think about it." ”

Chira suddenly lowered her head. His breath was short. His shoulders trembled. Tria looked at his painful appearance and smiled gloatingly, she enjoyed seeing the once prince who once stood tall above all people, once a demigod-like being, now all his pride and dignity shattered into a ridiculous wreck.

Gradually, however, she couldn't laugh anymore. She suddenly realized something, and then closed her eyes forcefully, and when she opened them again. Her dark and shiny pupils had turned into a chaotic white mist. Her face turned gray.

Kira, whose shoulders trembled in pain, slowly raised her head.

His eyes were calm and indifferent, and the corners of his petal-like lips were slightly raised. With a moving smile that seems to be full of spring breeze, his body is stretched and light, and his body is full of a kind of indifferent tranquility.

Therea began to tremble.

Hum -

Boom Boom

Huge buzzers in the air staggered with the sound of explosions cracking and collapsing. Looming over the entire island.

Treya looked up along the coastline of the entire island, at the moment. One after another, the golden walls of light hundreds of meters high, like the shield of the gods, constantly rose from the sea, and countless walls of light rotated, gradually shrinking and retracting, as if a huge sharp rotary cutter was constantly taking the position of the lacquer as the center of the circle, shrinking wildly. The exploding waves in the sky were swept by the wall of light, and all of them hovered in the air like losing gravity, and the large and small water balls shrouded the entire island in a huge rainbow of rainbows.

A huge amount of soul power exploded from Qila's feet, rolling up his pitch-black robes, and the hunting wind was flying, and his eyes had completely turned golden, flashing with the light of soul power of astonishing purity.

The entire island began to shake, and countless cracks exploded and spread in the ground.

"Listen to me, Chira......" Treya tried her best to hide the fear in her heart, she swallowed the bloody breath that was churning in her throat, and shouted at Chira in the midst of her violent soul power and loud noise, "You listen to me Chira!"

On the empty shore of the reef, there is only a long and vigorous figure of the ghost, standing high on a mountain rock. The wind blew his robes away, and most of his entire body was exposed to the sea breeze, and countless breaths full of sexual desire and power flowed majestically on his wheat-colored skin.

The shattering of the sky and the earth a moment ago had disappeared, and the dozens of huge walls of light that had enveloped the entire island were gone.

Nether reached out and wiped the half-congealed blood from the corner of his mouth, then stuck out his tongue and gently licked the plasma from his fingertips, he had always been obsessed with the taste of blood.

He turned his head and saw Treya walking towards him, the sea breeze blew the hem of her skirt particularly seductively, and the Netherworld grinned uninhibitedly, however, Treya's face was only pale with murderous intent.

Nether looked at Treya and asked with a smile, "Where's Chira?"

Therea replied coldly, "It's gone." ”

Nether shrugged her shoulders and nodded nonchalantly.

She looked at Nether and asked word by word, "Why are you doing this?"

"I don't want to be so cruel, it's just that he's so weak that he doesn't even know I'm close, he's still asleep, and I never kill someone who can't fight back, it's too boring. So, I had to wake him up first, and then end his life. Anyway, I'm also a former apostle of the earth, I didn't expect to be so weak......"

Treya raised her head, looking at Nether's handsome and evil face like a beast, she raised her hand, and put her slender five fingers on Nether's bare chest and stroked, she looked at Nether, her eyes flickered, and then moved her hand up, moved to Nether's neck, and suddenly grabbed his throat hard, and Treya's five sharp nails slowly pierced into Nether's muscles. Blood flowed down her slender fingers, over the backs of her hands, over her wrists, and spilled on the cracked island floor. "I'm not talking about the Apostle of the Earth, I'm talking about the Apostle of the Heaven, Lujue. Why did you kill him?"

Nether didn't resist, a mixture of pain and pleasure on his face, and the weird smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be enjoying the pain.

Treya gritted her teeth, her sharp nails continued to dig into Nether's throat, her fingertips seemed to have touched the hard Adam's apple cartilage, her eyes were chaotic, and her killing intent was everywhere: "I ask you." Why do you want to kill Lu Jue?"

"I didn't intend to kill him. He was looking for his own death, and he had to do it to me. I was meant to be kind, but I kindly told him that Shuhai and Zanghe were dead. He'll know sooner or later, won't he? He's attacking me like a mad dog, what can I do? Stand still and wait for him to tear me apart?" Nether shrugged, his voice hoarse and chopped by Treya's throat, however. His expression was still that of a naughty big boy, and he stretched out his fingers, caressing the back of Treya's blood-drenched hand, then raised his hand, stretched out his index finger, and gently wiped his own blood on Treya's delicate lips, which looked like the hottest rose petals at the moment.

Treya's gaze softened, and she let go of Nether's throat and sat down weakly on a nearby reef. It was like an old man with a dead heart, looking blankly at the clouds at the end of the sea and sky.

Nether smiled and slowly walked over to Treya, the wound in his throat healing rapidly. He raised his hand. Gently rubbing Treya's face, feeling her delicate skin and gorgeous beauty, his eyes were full of longing: "Look, you really can't bear to let me die." ”

Treya pushed the Netherworld away. She walked slowly to the edge of the sea, crouched down, and put her fingers in the water. Shallowly inserted into the mud and sand on the shore, the netherworld blood stained on her fingers gradually seeped into the seawater, turning into strands of red silk, "You threw him into the sea?"

"I didn't throw him, he was just blown away by my soul power and fell into the sea. As I said, who knows, they will be so weak. Netherworld leaned indifferently on a cliff, his movements stretched beautifully, his hands and feet extremely slender, his muscles and bones in perfect proportions, and his strength and agility were perfectly coordinated. He looks like a favored child of God's gift.

Treya closed her eyes slightly, there was a buzz in the air, and a huge array of light suddenly rotated under her five fingers, a circle of huge ripples of light, quickly expanding to the distant sea, the vast Wren Sea, and at this moment, the surging waves were all glowing with a faint golden halo.

"You've been able to make such a wide range of formations?" the Netherworld looked at Treya by the sea, her eyes showing intense admiration and pride. He had always known in his heart that Treya's precise use of soul power and full perception of the limit range had been so perfect, but he had never expected that her control of the battle would be so perfect.

"Don't bother, the ocean currents around the whole island are extremely unstable, and there are several undercurrents staggered and surging not deep below the surface of the sea, and he must have been washed away somewhere. It's impossible to find. Moreover, it's useless to find it, it's been so long, it's definitely dead. Netherworld looked at Treya and said jokingly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Treya slowly stand up, and suddenly a strong wind blew on the sea, blowing her gauze skirt and tumbling like dark clouds rolling in the sky.

Thunder and lightning began to fall, and large raindrops fell down.

On the rough and undulating sea, the raindrops made dense ripples, and Treya raised her head slightly, the white mist surging in her pupils, and a slight "sizzling" sound in her throat, like the breath of a swimming white snake. Netherworld looked at her back, her neck, thighs, and arms exposed outside her clothes were full of golden soul path carvings, and her soul power was being released in large quantities.

Suddenly, a thin crack opened in the raging sea, and the roaring water suddenly rolled to both sides, as if a giant dragon was emerging from the bottom of the sea.

After a dull sound of rolling thunder, a huge current of water rolled from the distant sea, and after the white spray of the tumbling explosion receded, Lu Jue's pale body lay wet on the edge of the rocky shore.

The Netherworld squinted, its gaze hidden in the shadow of his deep, narrow eye sockets.

Treya ripped off Lu Jue's clothes, revealing his muscular chest and abdomen, Treya reached out and stroked Lu Jue's lower abdomen slowly, she was silent for a while, turned her head, the cold white mist in her pupils dissipated, she stared at the Netherworld and said word by word: "You destroyed his knighthood?"

Nether looked at Treya and didn't answer, just continued to maintain a playful and evil smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of flashing light: "It's not my fault, I'll only fight this way." You know that. ”

"Help me pick him up. Treya turned to the Nether.

"Why are you holding a corpse?"

"Hurry up. Treya said coldly, her voice like a dagger.

Netherworld frowned, and although he was a little reluctant, he still walked over and carried Lu Jue's body ashore from the sea. He had been with Treya for so many years, and he could hear when her tone was unquestionable.

Treya's eyes were open, and her eyes turned into a chaotic white mist again. She walked slowly along the shoreline, as if searching for something. Netherworld watched her back as she walked away, and her expression gradually became solemn.

Treya stopped suddenly, she was standing on a slightly flat ground, she crouched down, reached out and touched the ground, and then, the rocky ground suddenly exploded into countless ice, and she detonated the sea water underneath.

Gravel dust flew everywhere, and a crater appeared in front of her. Therea didn't look back, "Bring Lu Jue over." Her voice sounded calm and serious.

Nether picked up Lu Jue and walked towards Treya.

"Throw him into this pit, and I will bury him. Treya said calmly, and her eyes returned to normal.

"......Shh

"You're wrong, I'm not trying to bury him. Treya looked up into Nether's eyes, "I'm going to 'melt' him." ”

Nether was silent, not telling from his expression what he was thinking, and after a while, he spoke softly, with a subtle tremor in his voice: "Lu Jue is dead...... You're going to fail......"

"Elsewhere, it won't work. But here......" Treya smiled softly, "don't forget who else is on this island. ”

Netherworld lowered his head and looked at the depths of the pit, in the cracks in the underground and surrounding rocks, the crimson plasma that gradually seeped out, the plasma gradually soaked Lu Jue's corpse, and the rain from the sky slowly filled the hole with the seeping blood.

Treya raised her hand, and a violent soul force swept towards the cliff in front of her, and countless rubble collapsed from the mountain, burying the entire crater.

The rain in the sky was like a long river overturned in the sky, the Netherworld and Treya were drenched by the heavy rain, their robes were drenched against their bodies, between the empty sea and the sky, the two of them were like black ghosts—sexy, seductive, evil ghosts, their faces were full of fatal attraction, their bodies were strong and graceful, their souls were a profound mystery.

"I have a question, can you tell me?" Netherworld turned his head and looked at Treya's beautiful face, "Why did Kira leave?

Treya's delicate lips regained her mysterious curvature, and a seductive smile gently hooked the corners of her mouth. She turned around and reached out to caress Nether's sexy lips, she approached his sideburns, her soft and fragrant breath blowing on his ears: "Because of Chira, it's the same person as us." ”

"Chira is also an erodeer?!" a cold pain suddenly crossed the Netherworld's chest.

Therea let out a silver bell-like laugh, "He's not. ”

[End of the first episode of "Traces of the Lord: Fog, Snow and Dust".] (To be continued.) )