279 Pursuit
The bright light shines on the tip of the nose, and the straight bridge of the nose cuts the three-dimensional and deep face into light and dark halves, which looks low and dull.
"Is that so?"
The faint voice, full of confusion, seemed to be suspicious of something, but it could not be determined immediately.
The White Devil seemed reluctant to say anything more, and instantly changed the subject, his stern voice sounding slightly angry.
"Give me back Yuan Yiyi one by one. ”
Si Di reined in the doubts in his heart, his face returned to his usual indifference, and his dark eyes were not stained with a trace of emotion.
It seems that he was born so indifferent that there are very few emotional fluctuations, and very few things can cause his emotional fluctuations.
The cold voice also carries a meaning that cannot be refused.
"I'm afraid it's impossible, she violated the rules of the underworld and needs to go with me. ”
Yuan Yiyi listened to the conversation between the white shadow and the white devil, and struggled anxiously in his heart, almost making a nonsense statement.
"You must ask my opinion, I don't know you at all, and I don't agree to leave with you. ”
Si Di turned his head slightly, his face was so tidy, he looked at Yuan Yiyi, who was cheating, and he knew it in his heart.
Because the demon was abandoned by the Three Realms, most of his temperament is mysterious and weird, and Yuan Yiyi's treacherous and deceitful appearance is completely expected.
The calm voice is just a faint statement of facts.
"You used the soul of the human world to refine the magic ball without authorization, this is the reason why I want to take you away, and there is no need to talk about the rest. ”
Although Bai Ying's voice was indifferent, it was very good, and his elegant and noble temperament naturally exuded.
Like gurgling water, it infiltrates the soul little by little, with the power of calming the mind.
The white devil looked at Si Di's somewhat stubborn and insistent appearance, and he didn't know what he thought, and his face became terrifying for a moment.
There was an emotion that bordered on madness in the originally elegant eyes, flowing silently.
The warm voice, with a sharp edge like ice, is concise and straightforward.
"I'm afraid it's not as you wish. ”
As soon as the White Devil's words fell, without waiting for Si Di to answer, he flew directly over, and a sharp light in his palm exploded around Si Di.
Si Di turned around, lightly avoided, his dark eyes looked at the somewhat familiar white robe in front of him, and there was no offensive action.
The white devil didn't notice Si Di's concession, and he was not polite at all, and white lights exploded one after another around Si Di.
Si Di's white robe, under the blowing of the wind, scattered, like a white butterfly flying away, looks noble and elegant.
The spinning, jumping figure seems to be dancing with a white ball of light and a harmonious and beautiful song.
Seeing that the magic power had no effect on Si Di, the white devil didn't know what unforgettable past he had in mind.
His eyes gradually turned red, and his face became more angry and difficult to look at.
Like a lonely soul escaping from the raging fire, that kind of gratuitous arrogance and anger were all revealed in an instant.
The white light exploded around him, turning into sharp blades, quickly gathering around Sidi.
Obviously, because of Yuan Yiyi's involvement with human souls, Si Di's breath became more and more unstable, and the dodging figure became more and more difficult.
Between the white lights, a miserable shout pierced the somewhat dull air.
"Ahh
Si Di barely escaped the attack of the white devil, but the human soul was not so lucky.
Because of the weakness of consciousness, the soul cannot move freely, but is like a puppet, allowing it to fly into the air or fall to the ground.
The white blade sliced a hole in the soul's arm, like a hole in a burlap sack that could never heal.
The human soul screamed in misery, and then fainted again.
The White Devil's attack is more and more fierce every time, like a crazy sword blade, because it doesn't care, so it is invincible.
The ground was slightly pale, but he still didn't fight back, just defended as much as he could.
The white devil in front of him was extremely similar to his mother in both form and voice.
Even if it's not his mother, in the face of a demon so similar to his mother, Si Di can't bear to do it.
After all, in the wolf demon clan, it is the mother who melts all the cold ice for herself, and then passes on the harsh but warm temperature to herself.
Si Di floated in mid-air, staring at the gap, and flew out of the white light one after another.
No longer fighting, go straight to the mountains in the distance of the human world.
Si Di no longer paid attention to the pursuit of the white devil, lifted his pure aura, and moved quickly.
Ahead is the place where the underworld and the human world are connected, and without the traction of the shadow of the underworld, neither human souls nor demons can freely shuttle between the underworld and the human world.
Yuan Yiyi floated uncontrollably in mid-air, his hat was grabbed by the white shadow, and he couldn't use any magic power at all, allowing the white shadow to grasp it and float in an unfamiliar direction.
The blue sky, obscured by dense trees, is shone in the sun, revealing through the foliage gaps.
The faint light became fainter and fainter, and it could not hide the cold coming from below the ground.
The white devil reluctantly chased after Si Di, and the magic power in his hand kept attacking the back of Luo Tuo in front of him.
Si Di had no choice but to dodge while flashing forward quickly.
"White Shadow, let go, I don't want to go to the underworld!"
The poignant sound of killing a pig came from above Yuan Yiyi's head.
Si Di listened to Yuan Yiyi's voice of resistance, and his serious face was a little puzzled and curious.
"Reason. ”
He spit out two words lightly and continued to walk towards the gate of the underworld.
Picking up human souls is not a glorious thing.
If they are brought to the underworld, they do not know how they will judge and punish themselves.
It's strange that there are so many demons stealing human souls, but this white shadow only catches himself.
Yuan Yiyi howled loudly, looking at him left and right, complaining in fragments.
"I don't go to the underworld, the underworld must be very cold, I want to go back to the demons. ”
"Demons are not affected by the outside temperature. ”
Si Di replied seriously, the gate of the underworld is close to the ground, and the copper-colored door edge is surrounded by circles of vine-like ornamentation.
Two familiar figures were waiting by the gate of the underworld, it was the black impermanence and the white impermanence that had returned in vain.
The magic power of the white devil is above the ground, and at the same distance, the floating speed is faster, and the two chasing white figures are getting closer and closer.
The white devil's outstretched white palm seemed to be able to grab Si Di's sleeve immediately.