Actually, at this time, Feng Caitian was in a catastrophe, and it was obviously skewered in the thunder light, okay?

Of course, it was her who burned this skewer, and what roasted her was these slender hair-like thunderbolts that plucked out the soul of the vertebrae. As for the purple churning mist, it was the masterpiece of Ziyin Tianyuan.

This guy didn't know whether it was intentional or intentional, but he just gently protected her soul, lest she couldn't bear it and her soul would be scattered, and as for her hippie and cold flesh, it was completely out of its consideration, so she let these thunderbolts jump around her delicate body like a troublesome squirrel, and didn't they also make a penetrating electric shock.

Although, she doesn't know why this thunder tribulation hasn't begun to show her might, but if it weren't for the light feather dress sent by Liu Yihan, I'm afraid that now she is naked-naked*, tied in the center of the thunder tribulation in a large shape.

But this is not worse, in the spirit of illness like a mountain, bad luck to relatives and friends to leave, at this time, thinking of the dead dragon and Zifeng who threw her away without righteousness and ran away alone, Feng Caitian even had the heart to cry.

"They are leaving, too, for your own good. Although this thundercloud is said to be extremely ferocious, it is still very beneficial for the ascension to the Fengtian Continent. Just when Feng Caitian was depressed, Zhu Shenling still felt that she was not miserable enough, and comforted her coldly.

Are you sure it's comforting, though?

Feng Caitian's face suddenly became more ugly than bitterness.

No righteousness is no righteousness, and she still says what is good for her.

In the past, when I encountered a thunderstorm, it was at least carried out on the ground, which is good, flying into the air, and being directly robbed by the thunder like a net fish, and directly netted into the thundercloud.

The pain is at least ten times greater than on earth.

Simply, Feng Caitian closed his eyes.

And the thundercloud tribulation seemed to be ready, and there was a rumbling explosion, Feng Caitian's little face suddenly turned red, and the sweat of the bean was almost in the blink of an eye. Her eyes were tightly closed, her red lips were no longer bloodless, and the light feather coat was like a slippery line after the stockings had been hooked, leaving black marks similar to scratches.

Although Feng Caitian didn't see it, she knew that her clothes were broken, and the boundless pain was like a giant beast biting her body, although there was no fatality, and there was no substantial wound on her body, however, she was in pain to the heart.

Under the thunderclouds, Liu Yihan clenched his fists, and with that deafening loud noise, his heart was pinched together, and he couldn't wait to release all his strength immediately, go to Feng Caitian's side, and block all the thunder punishments for her with his generous back.

Bai Yu and Furball were also extremely nervous, because it was a soul contract relationship, and they deeply felt her pain from the soul. Although their faces were also extremely pale, and the palms of their hands clenching their clothes soaked their robes, they were no longer as weak as they had lost her on the top of the Shono Snow Mountain.

All of this is because of the relationship between the catastrophe.

If the catastrophe is successful, although they will not be able to benefit, they will all be happy.

But if it fails...... and they will surely perish.

But if the souls are immortal, they will only be injured, not die.

These are the rules of contract in this world. Although the domineering soul contract binds them for life, it also gives them a way of life that is different from the master-servant contract.

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