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Naturally, the subtle and dangerous evolution of this spiritual platform is not easy for outsiders to see, and only a few people who know the Great Prophecy Technique know the danger in it! Old Madam Shu's eyes are demented, the corners of her mouth twitch, she forcibly supports the throbbing in her heart, and does not let herself make a sound, because she knows that in this situation, she can only rely on Linghu to kill herself, and she can't affect him!

Although the old man didn't know what was going on, he sensed a hint of something wrong from Ling Fox's trembling back, and a heavy gasp sounded from his nose, sweating profusely, shining in the sunlight, staring at the arena motionlessly, the magic knife in his hand trembled slightly, and he almost forgot his own existence.

On the high platform, Ling Hu Ming's feeling is the most profound, this is not because of his high realm, but a natural reaction of blood connection, he has been fighting openly and secretly in the court for decades, and he has already honed his geocentric temperament, but at this moment, he still feels that his heart is hanging in his throat, and every wrinkle in the corner of his eyes is trembling slightly!

When his look was revealed into Zhong Lichao's eyes, Zhong Lichao smiled, how much contempt and disdain this smile contained! The same, Wu Hai in the audience also laughed, but his laughter was not as subtle as Zhong Lichao's, full of unbeatable taste, it is no wonder that watching a peerless genius fall into his own hands, that feeling, that meaning, is difficult for ordinary people to understand!

At this time, Ling Fox's face was already covered with a layer of iron-blue frost, his muscles were tense, his pupils were frozen, and there was already a white aura escaping from the top of his head. Ordinary people may not know that this is actually a sign that the spiritual platform is about to collapse. Si Si used all the light elements to protect Ling Fox's Ling Ling Tai, but the effect was very small. Because this collapse starts from the depths of the soul!

Memories are like fallen petals, peeling away from the depths of the soul one by one. Familiar faces are falling like fallen leaves in the wind in the dark soul space! Ling Hu Jue no longer felt the pain, the soul origin is like a broken line and broken kite drifting farther and farther, in the dark soul space, there is a bright light faintly penetrating, that is Ling Fox Jue's heavenly spirit, the soul origin is like finding a direction to fly towards the bright light, as long as it flies out of the heavenly spirit, then Ling Hu Jue will save his life. You will also lose your memory and become an idiot!

Sisi, who was guarding near the altar, sensed that her soul mark was peeling off, and at that moment, she smiled, her smile was extremely sweet, with an indescribable holy charm, like a white lotus, clear and quiet! Delicate and lonely, she sang. The blazing fire ignited from the soles of her bare feet, the flames were white, and together with this firelight, the silver light flashed in the dark soul space of the fox, and the phantom of Sisi appeared, she smiled, spread her wings, and blocked the white light that came in on behalf of the heavenly spirit, and the soul origin that was attracted to it immediately stopped, and slowly sank!

Outside the altar, the white flames had burned to Sisi's calves, Sisi changed, his originally white and tender face was wrinkled, and his hair became dull, especially the wings behind him slowly shrank!

With a "snap", in the elven palace thousands of miles away, the elven queen stood up with a pale face, the white jade teacup in her hand fell, only to feel a heart jumping up and down, the blood flow of the whole body gradually accelerated, a trace of cold sweat also faintly emerged from the sideburns and nose, and she muttered like a lost soul: "Silly boy, how could you do this?"

The white flames had burned to Sisi's waist, and that beautiful and lovely face had become withered, her long hair like snow had fallen out, and her wings had become as transparent as silk threads!

The origin of the soul is fixed again, and the broken memories are gathered piece by piece. Ling Hu Jue began to have consciousness from a chaotic, pitch-black nightmare, when he was still confused by the disorder of thinking, he had seen the extremely old appearance of Si Si in the Ling Tai, an unprecedented fear immediately climbed into Ling Hu Jue's heart, he was in the depths of the Ling Tai, hysterical shout: "Don't, Sisi, don't!" The voice was so hoarse, so miserable, and so bloody!

Sisi slowly opened her eyes, which were still so spiritual, still so cunning, but under her thin, wrinkled face and long hair like snow, it looked so heartbreaking and heartbreaking!

"Brother Ajue, don't look at me, I don't want you to see me ugly. She said, trying to squeeze out a smile, but what came out was endless desolation and bitterness.

"Don't, Sisi, come back!" the Linghu Phantom in the spirit platform knelt and screamed in horror. He wanted to reach out and grab it, but the hand was a phantom, and as soon as he lifted it, it was invisible!

Sisi cried, for the first time, tears flowed out of her eyes, she knew that this was the expression of the source of life that was about to burn out, her eyes that had lost their luster were tightly closed, the eyelashes that were lifted and slightly curled were desolate together, her lips were buzzing, and her voice was faintly floating from another voice: "Brother Ah Jue, do you know? I like you so much, I like you so much, I am thinking, if one day, I also become like my mother, will you like me?"

The word "of" was still rolling on the tip of her lips, and the white flames had completely engulfed her! The extreme grief and grief made Ling Hu Jue numb, his heart was broken, his heart was dead, why was he still in his memory! Just when Ling Hu Jue was subconsciously preparing to self-destruct the spiritual platform, a wisp of essence qi went up from his right arm along the meridians, straight into the spiritual platform, and wrapped the white flames in its entirety, and the essence continued to pour in, instantly turning into a white chrysalis, and the breath of life diffused!

But Linghu is absolutely ignorant, his phantom, lost his soul and walked towards the soul space, Sisi is gone, all his good memories are gone, hope, future, are not important, what is left in his spiritual platform?

Suddenly, a cold voice appeared: "Come back!" This voice contained supreme magic, making Ling Hu Juemu turn around in a daze, and the scene that met his eyes made his dead and self-contained soul space begin to loosen a little, and the white chrysalis actually cracked, like blooming petals. Revealing Sisi's original appearance. Just asleep. There is a quiet smile on the corner of his lips!

Sisi didn't die! This sudden joy made Ling Hu Jue calm down, and barely made his mind have a thought, now, he can finally think about it, this thought, the chaotic memory rushed into his mind, and his consciousness returned!

But he didn't open his eyes immediately, and he was mentally guessing what had happened after his memory had been lost. Obviously, it was Sisi who used some kind of secret method at the cost of his life to prevent the collapse of his spiritual platform, thinking of Sisi, his heart trembled again, but he still calmed himself down, so what made Sisi resurrect? When will Sisi wake up? This series of questions made him feel a pain that scraped his bones and cut his heart!

Trying hard to control his feelings, he knew that he might be able to find the answer in one person! What should he do next? Thinking of Sisi's dedication, he couldn't wait to jump up and kill that Wu Hai immediately. But this is too cheap for him!" The corners of Ling Hujue's lips rippled with a touch of evil, but then he disappeared, and his eyes opened slightly. A line of eyes stared at Wu Hai who was slowly approaching through the bloody tears, as if staring at a distant dream.

Seeing Linghu Jue, he opened his eyes. Wu Hai's expression sank suddenly, and his handsome face was so quickly covered with a layer of gloom and ruthlessness, this look was cold and stiff, and his smile and free and easy meaning were completely two extremes, as if he had changed a person in an instant-from a kind son to a cruel executioner!

However, when he noticed that Ling Fox's gaze was so blank and hollow, his eyes shone with a deep and slightly joyful brilliance, and the tense muscles of his face unnoticeably relaxed. With both hands arched, he deliberately raised his voice and said: "General Linghu is really powerful, and he is willing to bow down!"

After speaking, he carefully observed Ling Hu Jue's expression, especially his eyes! But Ling Hu Jue had once again immersed himself in the scene of Fang Cai's grief, his heart was as calm as water, without a single emotional fluctuation, although his face was so resolute and gray, but it was so peaceful and calm, like a baby sleeping soundly in his mother's arms, so frank and innocent, so that Wu Hai could not see a trace of flaws!

He just wanted to continue the temptation, but the old man and the others had already rushed up, looking at Ling Hujue's empty appearance, the old man's heart jumped violently, put his shoulders on his shoulder, and said angrily: "Brother, brother!" and Ling Fox Jue didn't react at all like a walking corpse, and his gaze stayed on a certain point in the void!

Knowing that what she was most worried about had happened, a layer of murderous aura suddenly appeared on Mrs. Shu's face, and that murderous aura had been condensed into a tangible shape, and the silver halo flashed slightly, pointing at Wu Hai, and said with a strong resentment: "I'll fight with you!"

As soon as the sleeves of the white robe were thrown, Wu Hai smiled incomprehensibly and said lightly: "I have already lost in the next." After speaking, he turned around, put his hands behind his back, and laughed wildly at the sky, and the laughter was full of pride and pride!

"Brother, wake up!" the old man cried out, he was desperate, knelt down, and his eyes were full of hot tears, but the tears had not yet touched the ground, and he suddenly laughed like crying, coughing violently, the light in his eyes was extremely ferocious, he gritted his teeth, just remembered to fight hard, but felt a finger imperceptibly touched him, he looked down, at his feet, in the shadows, twisted and wrote this small "no" word!

The fat face froze for a moment, and the old man was about to shout, but he seemed to realize something? At this time, Shu Mo had already rushed out, and almost at the same time as his body moved, several white-robed sacrifices fell from the high platform, and at the same time, there were officials from the military department running over!

As soon as Shu Mo's long sword was swung, he was tightly clasped by the old man's five fingers like copper fishing: "Shu Eagle, stop, it's important to save my brother first!"

"You!" Shu Mo didn't expect the old man to stop him, staring coldly, and his voice carried a piercing coldness: "I didn't expect you to be so afraid of death, don't let go quickly——!"

Before he could finish speaking, Old Madam Shu also dissuaded with a gloomy face: "Father, what Uncle Guan said makes sense, it's still important to save Linghu Gongzi!"

Shu Mo was a little stunned, he could not listen to the old man, but he had to listen to his daughter's words!

At this time, the officials of the military department, who had already obtained the results of the competition from Wu Hai's mouth, had already run to the magic megaphone and announced loudly: "General Linghu wins again, and the last competition will be held tomorrow!" As soon as his words fell, there was a burst of applause like a landslide and tsunami, and they didn't know what happened in the end?

At this time, Wu Hai had already stood on the high platform, a very imperceptible smile floated on his face, under his gaze, Ling Hu Jue was helped up by the old man, he still looked at the sky in the distance, the light of the sun, reflected on his haggard face, there was a strange blank meaning, as if flashing like a dream&

#x7684; Color. He didn't answer the shouts of the old man and the others, and he didn't even turn his head. (To be continued.)