"So fast?"

Qingluan was not surprised, but he didn't expect it to be faster than he expected.

"My lord..."Zixia lowered her head and asked softly, "Do you want to let Silver Eagle...?" ”

There is no need for Zixia to say in detail, Qingluan also understands what she means.

Mi Si'an woke up, and the secret of absolute defense could not be kept.

Qingluan lowered her silver eyes, thinking about the pros and cons.

"Can you make a move?" In the midst of a deep groan, Qingluan looked up at Lily.

"You should understand." Lily slowly looked back and met her gaze.

"Then it can't be helped."

Qingluan shrugged his shoulders and said to Zixia outside the door, "Let Yinsheng pay attention to the situation over there, don't act rashly yet, and wait for my instructions." "Yes, sir!" Zixia hurriedly responded.

"You don't do it yourself?" Lie asked.

"I have more important things to do." Qingluan replied helplessly, both true and false, "What's more, I'm still being watched by the Holy Church, if they join forces, then I won't suffer a lot." ”

Lies are no longer spoken.

Although the Templar fought against Qingluan's forces many times, it was unable to capture Qingluan.

For several days in a row, Qingluan devoured three more towns.

Nearly 500,000 creatures dyed the silver spider silk a faint red, and a trace of weird scarlet appeared in the center of the pupils of the silver eyeballs. And the distorted black shadow on Qingluan's body was intense and intimidating.

When Yan Li saw Qingluan in Xinkadu again, he sensed the blood intent on her body, and his eyes condensed, "You..."

"What's wrong?" Qingluan looked back.

"No, nothing."

Qingluan's godhead, he has already guessed it without asking.

Although she sucks on people's negative emotions, including fear and despair, she really walks the divine path.

It's killing.

Looking at Qingluan's back as he gradually moved away, Lily once again had doubts about himself.

What is the path he is going to take.

....

The long dark night.

It was raining heavily.

In the empty forest, a slender figure slowly appeared, and a blindfolded woman in white held a white umbrella, crossing the quiet and strange jungle, and went deeper step by step.

The sound of her crisp footsteps echoed in the quiet forest.

I don't know how long it took to go.

There is no end in sight, and a layer of shadow is distorted.

Voices that were neither male nor female were heard, "Why are you alone?" ”

"Where's the stuff?" The woman in white stopped, and the wind blew her hair and silk.

A plum-colored lotus flower in the center of the eyebrows is exposed.

Under the interweaving of night and rain, there is a hint of red that is not real.

Her voice fell, and a cloud of darkness shot out of the distorted black shadow, falling lightly into her palm.

"The things have been given to you." The voice in the shadows said, "When will it start?" ”

"The next full moon."

"I hope you don't make a mistake."

The shadow twisted again and vanished.

The woman in white shook the pitch black palm of her palm, and her face could not be seen clearly in the night, only the sound of the rain that did not stop.

It wasn't until the darkness was completely integrated into the palm of her hand that the woman in white turned around and returned along the way she came.

"Aze."

The sound seemed to pass through a distant space and fall into a ghostly fire.

The young man who was resting on the secluded throne suddenly opened his eyes, and his purple and golden eyes unconsciously appeared, revealing a confused look.

"Changling, did you hear me?" The young man asked softly.

In the darkness, Changling walked out from behind him, his moist purple-blue eyes soft and eerie, "I didn't hear anything. ”

"Yes."

The young man closed his eyes slightly, "Yes." ”

Back then, he watched her die in front of him.

It was also he who buried her body himself.