Chapter 22: Self-cultivation of Love Tribulation (22)

Ling Chan clenched her sword expressionlessly.

In the face of the terrible cry, she was not moved in the slightest, with a cold face, waving away the fluttering white shadow.

"Huh?"

The white shadow rolled in the air in astonishment.

"Why are you ......" his crying stopped, and his white body swayed: "Why didn't I transform?" ”

Ling Chan didn't speak.

The white mist turned up and down twice, "I have an ability." ”

He can become a person's most special and deeply loved being.

Parents, Lovers...... It's all ordinary.

But in front of Ling Chan, there was no change in the slightest.

"It shouldn't be," it says, "that you live in this world, and there is no one special to you?" ”

Ling Chan: "Are you sure you want to talk to me about this now?" ”

Why do you have to chat with her about everything you encounter today? All of them use the Huairou policy...... Can't you beat it?

The white shadow snorted, and a dense red light suddenly appeared in the darkness, faintly and brightly, like ghost fire.

Ling Chan looked at it fixedly, and found that it was a large number of demon beasts, huddled together, staring at her fiercely, but because of the white mist, she didn't act.

"I'm not good at fighting, so what? I can't beat any of you, a little monk. ”

Indeed, these demon beasts are derivatives of sacrifices, and the high-end combat power left by each other's encroachment is so large that it is too dense to count, and Ling Chan is alone, covered with injuries.

Can't beat it

You can't force it.

Ling Chan quietly led Bai Wu to speak to reveal more inside information: "You just want to talk to me about this?" ”

Bai Ying was really curious: "Do you have no parents, no brothers and sisters, no relatives and lovers?" Why is there no one in my heart ......?"

He has always been a clean white mist, and there is no change at all, which shows that Ling Chan's heart is pure.

"However, I did see two people today, and they both made me look like you, huh?"

Behind Bai Mist, the clay statue opened its big mouth, and shook the light and Xue Xingchi, and the two of them were lying inside, unconscious.

Bai Mist's voice was brisk, "They like you very much, and they can't bear to attack you, so they fell into my hands?" ”

"Don't you really like any of them?"

White Mist asked.

It's really curious.

It is a mountain spirit born in the cold mountains, Hu Zhengchang held an evil sacrifice here, it was polluted with filth, became an evil spirit, love to dig out the evil thoughts in the hearts of others, and play with people's feelings.

This transfiguration of the supernatural power also comes from this.

Ling Chan was as indifferent as a stone, the white mist was not in a hurry, and he introduced Ling Chan with a smile.

pointed at Xue Xingchi first: "This is a bit excessive, I can clearly see that I am not you, but you still teased me, it's really hateful, I was so angry that I sucked half of his blood, and now he is only hanging with a breath of evil breath, right?" ”

pointed to Fuyaoguang again: "This is even more excessive, I obviously like you, but my first reaction when I see me is to give me a sword!" It hurts a lot! Luckily, this is my home base, hmph, it's not my defeated yet! ”

The white mist floated up, "You don't like either of these two people." ”

Ling Chan's gaze calmly swept over the two sleepy faces, the same pale and handsome, the same weakness, she couldn't help but sigh, "What kind of pig teammates are these......

None of them are reliable!

"What a ruthless woman." Seeing Ling Chan's expression, Bai Wu became even more excited, and his voice was sharp and high, "I just like you like this!" ”

There is not a trace of flaws in her body, and it just wants to make her show a different expression!

"I like you so much!" It repeated, "I'll give you a chance to choose, these two people, you choose one, and I'll let him go!" ”

Ling Chan felt a little subtle, she didn't believe that the white mist would release people.

"Who are you going to choose?" The sharp figure urged again.

"Who am I going to save?" Ling Chan sneered, "I won't save anyone!" ”

These two people have rough skin and thick meat, which one is harder than Ling Chan's life! Do you need her to save it?

"Huh." Bai Mist laughed, it shook its virtual body, the god and demon stone sculpture behind it closed its mouth, swallowed the two hostages, and in the rumbling sound of stones, it heard Ling Chan Senran's voice.

"Kill you, and everyone will be rescued."

Ling Chan squinted and raised her eyes, her gaze was like a cold star.

"Here you go! I'm waiting for you! White Mist laughed and vanished.

The surrounding demon beasts opened their mouths excitedly and surrounded Ling Chan.

……

The light is falling.

His eyes were closed, and his body hit many obstacles one after another.

He was unscathed, but the obstacle was slashed into powder by the leaking sword qi.

"Are you so angry?" Bai Mist didn't dare to approach him, it floated in the distance, tempting with a voice, "She just didn't save you, you want to kill her!" ”

Rustle and soft.

The extremely sharp sword intent slashed off half of Bai Mist's body.

The white mist screamed in pain.

It is an evil spirit, and its skills are profound, and this ordinary monk can't hurt it, so it can play so arrogantly.

It's just that the sword cultivation of this evil sect makes it hurt to death as soon as it arrives!

White Mist will never let him go!

Attack people, abuse the heart!