Chapter 678: Borrow a Thing
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Chapter 678
Borrow something
Xiao Xin didn't know if the person in front of her was the third senior sister who took good care of her and loved her sisters in the past, Ye Bing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Familiar and unfamiliar, even with a hint of fear.
In the midst of her thoughts, the whole situation changed dramatically in an instant.
As soon as the dragon hand old demon died, the ghost clan dragon was leaderless, and the army was defeated in an instant.
They fled in all directions in a hurry.
These ghost cultivators have already been frightened by the shocking strength displayed by the Soul Devourer, where is there still the slightest thought of resisting?
It's just that Soul Eater didn't think about letting them go.
In the hands of the Soul Eater, there has never been a sword to seal the throat, there is only life and death, no victory or defeat.
For losers, there is only one end, and that is death.
Ruthless, cruel.
She seems to be cold-blooded.
Although the soul eater was laughing, it was just the indifference in his expression, but it made people fall into the ice cellar, and it was creepy.
"If you want to run, stay. ”
With this light and fluttering indifferent voice sounded.
Suddenly, from above this blood robe, countless blood-colored rays of light shot out, and the demonic intent flooded.
The evil qi instantly spread out in a large way, engulfing the entire heaven and earth. The speed of the spread was extremely astonishing, and in just a few breaths, it had already enveloped those fleeing ghost cultivators in an instant.
The monstrous aura immediately completely tore apart and defeated the minds of these ghost cultivators.
One by one, they were stunned, their bodies froze, and they stood in place, and there was a strange red light spreading in the seven orifices.
In the next moment, the huge pressure that burst out of the evil qi fell from the sky, crushing the bodies of these cultivators into meat sauce, turning them into powder, and completely dissipating them between heaven and earth.
The spirit was forced out of the body by the monstrous evil qi, and finally it was completely devoured, turned into the power of the demon soul, and was absorbed and devoured by the evil qi.
There are no dead bodies.
Not even a chance to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.
This is a big taboo among cultivators!
Such a method is really ruthless and vicious. It's impossible to look at directly.
The huge ghost clan, the ghost cultivator sent out by the killing department, in just a short time of half a pillar of incense, the entire army was wiped out, all of them were exterminated, and they dissipated into the world.
The tip of the iceberg of the terrifying power that was displayed completely shocked everyone.
The cultivators in Flower Language City, along with Nangong Yu and the others, were all terrified. I didn't dare to look directly at this woman, and a faint fear arose in my heart.
If this woman is angry and wants to kill them. There is no need to do anything at all, a thought, the evil qi spreads, enveloping the entire Flower Language City.
Don't even think about living!
Slaughtering an entire city is only a matter of moments.
That's the horror of the real devil.
But it's okay......
Soul Eater didn't seem to have the idea of killing innocents indiscriminately, and his body fluttered down from the black clouds like a fairy, and landed in front of Xiao Xin impartially.
The latter still couldn't suppress his joy when he was shocked. Seeing the third senior sister Ye Bing, who she hadn't seen for many years, how could Xiao Xin not be excited.
It's just that she was full of excitement, but in an instant, she was poured a basin of cold water from the head by the cold words of the soul devourer, so cold that she was so indifferent that she didn't have the slightest emotion.
The words are concise and indifferent:
"Where's Master?"
Xiao Xin's expression froze, and she looked at her third senior sister seriously, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart, as if she was blocked and couldn't get out of breath.
Two sisters, not seen for many years.
The first sentence of the reunion was so indifferent?
Xiao Xin couldn't accept it for a while, and a boulder seemed to be pressed on her chest.
Tears swirled in his eyes, biting his lips, and his lips turned white. but tried his best to endure the grievances in his heart.
Xiao Xin held back her grievances, but her voice was a little hoarse, and she subconsciously pointed to the city: "In the back mountain." ”
Soul Eater never said a second word, nor did he look at Xiao Xin a second time. The lotus step moved lightly, passing by.
From beginning to end, the look and mood were indifferent like a stranger.
Cold-blooded, and ruthless.
After the soul devouring disappeared, Nangong Yu felt Xiao Xin's mood swings, and it was very ups and downs. sighed secretly, patted Xiao Xin's shoulder, and comforted her.
Xiao Xin is an extremely emotional woman, and Ye Bing's indifferent demeanor is a very serious blow to her.
......
Back in the mountains.
In the courtyard of the house, Yi Yuntian raised his head and looked up at the black clouds that gradually dispersed in the sky, as well as the light curtain that collapsed.
After staring at it for a long time, he slowly came back to his senses, sighed abruptly, his cloudy old eyes, his gaze wandered, and fell on the bloody clothes that appeared in front of him silently, but Sanzhang.
His expression was complicated, with unspeakable emotions fluctuating, with a hint of relief, and with a hint of regret and relief, but his voice was very low:
"Coming back?"
Ye Bing's eyes were indifferent, looking at the master who had dug himself out of the corpse pile back then, Yi Yuntian.
Said it was Master.
But he has always been treated as his biological father.
The relationship between them is as strong as that of a father and daughter.
Ye Bing will never forget the day when she was still a little girl, desperate and unbearable, like a nightmare.
Corpses are everywhere.
The Ye family, in the past, was full of people and a huge mansion. But the night was full of blood.
Corpses littered the house, blood stained red with dirt. The entire courtyard of the house was filled with pungent blood.
The corpse of a loved one. Lying in front of him like this, the horror before death, and the unwilling look, were still frozen in the pupils.
"Daddy!!"
A terrible scream pierced the gloomy and silent courtyard.
A little girl covered in blood, with a petite and thin figure, staggered and crawled over the corpses of her loved ones.
Kneeling beside a man who had long since died, he howled in great panic and dazedness.
After the man died, there was still a desperate and unwilling look in his eyes.
"Dad, wake up, wake up! Bing'er is scared...... Whining...... Mother ......" The immature voice cried hoarsely, almost out of breath and heartbroken.
A little girl of four or five years old, witnessing the tragic death of her relatives in front of her, the corpse was constantly flowing blood, staining her eyes red.
In addition to fear and heartbreak, there is more confusion and panic of not knowing where to go.
"Woo Woo Woo!" Several black shadows fell from the sky, led by a rough man, with a vicious look on his face, glanced around, and then fell on the little girl, his words were not good and made people chill: "It turns out that there is another one left." Hehe, let Lao Tzu solve her. ”
A middle-aged man beside Dahan who looked elegant, but his face was blue, his eyes were perverted, and he smiled sneeringly: "What's the hurry." It's still useful for this little girl to keep. ”
"What's the use?" the big man didn't know.
"Hehe," the middle-aged man's yin laugh was full of perversion: "Little girl, when you play, you may have a different taste." ”
The big man woke up like a dream, and the two looked at each other, and they both let out a frightening perverted smile.
The little girl cried, dazed and frightened. In the hands of these two perverted guys, but there is no ability to resist.
Step by step towards the little girl, the hideous shadow enveloped the little girl, just as the devil's claws were about to fall on the helpless, poor and frightened little girl.
A fierce attack, Leng Buding, suddenly attacked, piercing the night sky.
The next moment, the big man let out a terrible scream.
Under the forearm, along with the left hand, it broke in an instant, and blood spurted out of the broken arm, and the sticky and bloody blood stained the little girl's cheeks red.
"Who is it!ah......"
The next moment, the heads of the two people flew out instantly, and the blood sprayed on their necks splashed half a foot high, like a fountain. Infiltrating and weird, impacting, shocking the little girl's heart.
The eyes that were as black as ink were wide to the extreme. A shocked and frightened look.
A burly man, with a hint of insolent wildness, appeared in the little girl's sight.
Ye Bing will never forget that the burly figure of that man makes people feel extremely secure. Hold her in your arms.
This feeling of being protected, as if the world was collapsing, had nothing to do with her.
......
Ye Bing's thoughts were gradually pulled back to the present, and the color of remembrance emanating from his dark eyes also dissipated instantly.
"Well, it's back. Master. Ye Bing bowed slightly, and under the cover of his indifferent eyes, there was a trace of sadness.
"Have you thought about it?"
Yi Yuntian suddenly grinned and asked something that didn't seem to be related.
"Hmm. Ye Bing nodded subconsciously, at this moment, she seemed to have returned to the previous Ye Bing, the third senior sister who was strong on the outside but extremely weak on the inside.
Yi Yuntian didn't say anything more, just turned around slowly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the clouds in the distant sky.
"Suffered. Yi Yuntian's voice was low, full of complex and indescribable emotions.
"Master. Ye Bing raised his head hard, as if making a very difficult choice, and gritted his teeth:
"I want to ask you to borrow something. ”
"What is it?" Yi Yuntian didn't seem surprised, just asked lightly.
She smiled slightly, and tried to maintain the same indifference in her words, as if everything in front of her had nothing to do with her, but her tone trembled involuntarily:
"Yours, the head on the neck. ”
With this sentence, word by word sounded with great difficulty.
The eyes that were as black as ink, the tears were crystal clear, and the two lines of tears were no longer able to restrain themselves and completely burst the embankment.