Chapter 105: The Blood Sword is Returned
Ling'er hurriedly injected true qi into the two of them. A warm current came in, moisturizing the internal organs, and the tiredness eased slightly, and the two old men slowly opened their heavy eyes, "I don't know where these four people come from, they actually have such a strong cultivation." Ling'er left here as soon as possible and went to find Li Xuan. ”
Pain, loss, confusion, what is going on, what happened, how many things have happened in Ling'er's absence this year. In just one year, Ling'er woke up less than a month, her father didn't see it, she didn't see that person, and at this moment her two kindest uncles also came to this point, looking at the entire Gongju faction, the corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river, which was miserable. "I'll send someone to find Daddy, we will definitely be able to pass this level" At this moment, Ling'er was like a headless fly, her thoughts were chaotic, and she didn't know what to do.
Ling'er looked at the appearance of the two who had been with her now, but the Gongju faction that had grown up since childhood had encountered a catastrophe, and her heart was sour, and two lines of tears burst out of her eyes.
"Ling'er, the smile has passed away a few months ago. "Situ and Murong originally wanted to be late and find a good time to tell Ling'er about the matter. Who would have thought that thousands of choices would find a worst-case scenario and tell the story.
Situ and Murong lowered their heads, not daring to look at those originally round eyes, they didn't dare to imagine that if a budding flower loses fertilizer and sunlight, the flower will wither, but there are only a few branches and leaves left, what will happen if the soil is lost?
"For today's plan, you have to protect yourself, and you are not afraid of not being demolished and burned. Situ lowered his head and said what he should have said to himself.
Ling'er's mind was blank, unable to think, unable to move, intuition, and speechless. A person stood silently, his big bright eyes, just stuck there, unblinking, motionless, only the tears that kept pouring, as if they never stopped, saying to people "I am alive"
He is gone, but he is gone, for the woman, the two most important people in the world are gone, the entire world is empty at this moment, and even the surrounding air is pumped clean. It seems that in the vast space, she is the only one left, she doesn't know what she is going to do in the next moment, and she doesn't know what she is standing here for, her heart stops, please don't flow blood, because everything is meaningless.
"Poor little girl, they've been cheating on you," a voice came to mind, sounding very weak, but still soft and beautiful.
In the fight just now, the four beautiful girls were unscathed, and now they are standing in front of the three of Ling'er unharmed, although their faces are as pale as paper, they look very weak and weak, and they look sick. But the cultivation and tacit understanding of the four people are indeed rare. They don't need any words to understand each other's hearts, and cooperate with each other's moves to maximize their strengths. They may not be able to win with all the certainty of winning alone, but it is really shocking to be so combined into one.
"The person who seeks death is barely alive, just living to suffer the crime, it is better to fulfill her" Lan, also said weakly, the other three nodded at the same time, only to see that there were five more plum blossom petals on Mei's fingers, and when the fingers stretched and contracted, a skillful petal as sharp as a blade was thrown over, and it was close to Ling'er's heart.
Bang, it fell, and a figure slowly fell in front of me. Without too much thought, he didn't leave a word, he left with regrets, and the last few words of his life were: Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. At sunset, the grass leaves are yellow, the person is old, only a small piece of the sunken place is left between the deep pupils, the window of the soul is closed, Ling'er moves his eyes, staring at the sunken place, trying to find signs of his life.
Murong anxiously shouted "Old man, old man, ......" The voice couldn't stop echoing in the four fields of space, slowly drifting away. Tell heaven and earth about this Situ's return to the west. Until he was hoarse. The aftermath is still being transmitted into the distance......
Ling'er moved, and the person who fell in front of him, Uncle Situ...... Lying quietly on his body, five petals were inserted into Situ's vest, but there was not a drop of blood. There was no expression on the delicate jade face, pain, sadness, loss, helplessness, emptiness, despair...... disappeared one by one, and now the Buddha who is looking at it is someone who has nothing to do with him.
"We've been together for so many years, and you're still ahead of me......" Murong snapped in pain...... A few old tears fell on Situ's arm, warm and warm, but he could no longer feel the most familiar thing he had ever had.
With a little helplessness in his tone, he was relieved, and the cultivation of truth was to break the cycle of life and death, not to seek immortality, but also to live forever in the world.
But the world is unpredictable, and we still can't escape the torture of fate.
A hundred years of life, how many days, months, and months, how many springs, summers, autumns and winters, maybe it is a matter of time before they die, and they don't care when they die or how they die, but today's Gongju faction ......
At this time, Murong turned around and rushed towards the four devil-level beauties.
Bamboo, has long been ready to meet the arrival of this moment, the bamboo leaves in his hand are flashing with green light, accompanied by the already slender bamboo leaves, but very beautiful.
Suddenly, Ling'er roared, and flashed in front of Murong, the human body in front of him was petite, there was no excellent magic weapon, no powerful magic trick, but this petite body gave people incomparable tenacity and confidence, at this moment, the little girl in the past seemed to have followed Uncle Situ and her father to be buried in the ground for a long time.
The red sword-shaped logo on his chest shone brightly, but it only took a few seconds for it to flash away.
A strong tendon of the true element is centered on the sword-shaped sign, filled with every vein of Ling'er, every acupoint, and the whole body is like an inflated balloon, and the whole body is swollen and painful, and Ling'er only feels an inexplicable air flow challenging her limit.
A thick aura of slaughter surged in, and the whole atmosphere returned to the state when fighting with the four beauties. Mei Lan Zhuju and the four of them noticed something strange and looked shocked.
A blood-colored gauze swept into the sky. The weight of the evil aura of the entire blood-colored gauze is rare even in the demon world, but this evil aura seems familiar. It's just that I don't have a clue for a while.
The four of them supported the sky with one hand at the same time, the four-colored pillar of light rose to the sky, and the four people took it for granted that the small blood network would have great strength, but at this time, the entire blood network ignored the existence of the four-color light pillar, and there was no fear to attack the lower part of the body, the four people only felt that the body was light and fluttering, and shook twice, and the current task was also completed, seeing that the blood net was about to catch the four people, 36 plans to go as the best policy, and the four disappeared like this, Ling'er did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, just stood quietly, looking into the distance, maybe at this moment she was looking forward to the return of this person.