Chapter Eighty-Seven: No Will
The woman, with her bare back, her long hair curled to the side, revealing her slender neck, her face was fully revealed, full of wrinkles, and her cheeks were dry, like that of an old woman of seventy or eighty years old, but her eyes were so evil that she could not describe them in words, and her body was chilled and her mind was severely damaged just by looking at it.
"You ......"
The dust trembled, and he couldn't pronounce a syllable.
Even Chongrui followed the eyes of the dust and seemed to have discovered something.
He saw all of Luo Hua's dedication to the Nine Heavens Diagram, but the person in front of him was merciless in pinching the Ten Thousand Devouring Ghost Worm King, which showed that she didn't care about whether the Ten Thousand Devouring Ghost Worm King was meaningful to the Nine Heavens Diagram at all.
But she obviously has Luohua's thoughts and memories.
"Who the hell are you?"
Lian Chongrui's left arm was soft, black like a pig's foot burned by fire, and several layers of ash would fall off if you scraped it casually.
In his clear pupils, there is a smiling and charming Luohua, who can't see the change, but there is weirdness everywhere.
"Who am I? You know so many people who are dying. ”
Luohua raised her chin with a relaxed attitude, as if she would let everyone die here, and she wouldn't frown.
When the two confronted each other, the dust on the side climbed up, and she leaned against the stone wall in the direction of Lian Chongrui.
Luohua glanced at her and didn't speak.
When Weichen walked not far from Lian Chongrui, Luohua raised his palm, and a flame burned in the palm of his palm, with a surging array.
"I have a way of subduing her, you get her attention. ”
Lian Chongrui was already overwhelmed in the face of the complicated situation in front of him, and many situations beyond his cognition, and suddenly a voice of dust appeared in his head, and he immediately looked at Luohua, but she didn't seem to hear it.
"It's a secret technique, transmission, she can't hear it, you believe me once, I don't want to die yet. ”
Lian Chongrui calmed down, he didn't look at Weichen, so as not to be seen by Luohua as abnormal, but what Weichen said was somewhat trustworthy?
She and Luohua fought when they met, they were enemies, how could they suddenly be kind.
For the time being, he couldn't tell if the mote was real or fake?
The most important thing is that he can't let Luohua be in the slightest danger.
"She's controlled, the weakness is the woman behind her, you really don't believe me, then you go!"
Seeing that Lian Chongrui didn't move for a long time, and Weichen urged urgently, Luohua's current state has entered a nightmare, if it is not controlled in time, when Luohua's consciousness completely disappears, she and Lian Chongrui have only one dead word.
After all, that woman is the real master of the Danhe, and if Luohua disappears, the woman will be able to completely control the power of the Danhe.
"How?"
Lian Chongrui asked silently in his heart, he didn't know much about the magical technique of sound transmission, but he quickly got a response from Weichen.
"Eyes, the eyes of the woman on her back, as long as you hit that pair of eyes, you can temporarily suppress the woman's consciousness back. ”
"Good. ”
Weichen only got a brief answer, and then looked, Lian Chongrui had already rushed towards Luohua with a sword.
Luo Hua was ready, she raised her other hand, gently twisted from the fireball, and pulled out a long virtual line of fire, and in her contemptuous smile, the line of fire shook, and one after another fireballs the size of an adult's fist formed.
With another stretch of her hand, the firing line turned into a fire whip, burning one fireball after another, constantly waving.
Even Chongrui's long sword and fire whip slashed against each other several times, the long sword was directly cut, the fire whip was still strong, and the fire whip was danced by Luohua like an attacking python, swept left and right, and rushed up and down, Lian Chongrui was already injured, one hand could not be used, and he could only be pressed and beaten by Luohua, and from time to time he was burned by the tongue of fire, leaving many scratches on his handsome face.
His lips were tightly closed, no longer as indifferent as before, and his eyes were fixed on Luohua, trying to find her flaws.
Luo Hua didn't have many scruples like him, with the gradual dissipation of the light consciousness, she once again felt her own strength, although it was not as good as the peak, but the spiritual power released by the Dan core fully filled every corner of the body, and those tiny veins and veins, under the nourishment and transformation of the aura, were more able to adapt to the flow of a large amount of aura.
She became more and more energetic, and the fire whip in her hand not only danced faster and more violently, but also took the time to throw a few fireballs, not giving the dust a chance to get close at all.
Compared with her, Lian Chongrui's situation is naturally not optimistic, he is in pain, and his movements are no longer as agile as before.
He looked at Luohua, he was out of his mind, remembering the first time he met, Luohua was dressed in red, appeared in the desert, and there was yellow gravel on her side, only her, smiling presumptuously, just like a dry river encountering a rare heavy rain, moistening everything, the spring grass revived, the fish jumped, and the whole gray and white world was suddenly painted with colorful colors.
How wonderful.
Luo Hua swung the whip again, this whip directly hit Lian Chongrui's left upper body, he didn't seem to have the intention of stopping it, let the fire whip fall, pulled him away, fell to the ground and rolled several times, until it hit the stone wall and stopped.
"What are you doing!"
The dust is extremely angry, she has high expectations for Lian Chongrui, although he is an ordinary person, but the martial arts are endless, he is bold and careful, in a short period of time, she still has a good impression of Lian Chongrui, at this time, seeing him lose his gaze, where is the spirit of the first meeting, it is simply too disappointing.
"Luohua ......"
Ren Weichen was so angry that he didn't even look at Chongrui, but looked at Luohua gently, the affection in his eyes was a puddle of lake water, and he couldn't see the bottom, that friendship, almost drowning the person who saw that look.
Dusty opened her mouth, speechless.
"Luohua, kill me with your own hands, if she is really gone, you kill me, let me pursue her. ”
"I don't remember when it started, I was so reluctant, watching her frown, seeing her hurt, I would rather be hurt, it was me who was wronged. ”
"It's a pity, I can't protect her anymore, I want to go with her again, no matter where she goes, as long as she wants. ”
Lian Chongrui supported his body, leaning on the stone, surrounded by sporadic flames, and the cold underground was also burning, but Lian Chongrui's drooping hands were slowly trembling.
It was a chill from the bottom of his heart, and the long sword could no longer be grasped, and it fell to the ground along the spread of his fingers.
He had no strength to fight again.
Just chattering about some of the past, it seems that after realizing the fact that Luohua has disappeared, he is in a state of collapse.
"Kill me, let me see her face again. ”
Luohua witnessed Lian Chongrui's sadness, and the soft place in her heart shook, and her head ached slightly.
She squinted her eyes and approached step by step, the fire whip had been put away, since she had made a request, then she agreed, so as not to let some people be unwilling, even Chongrui died, and sent the two of them to make a pair of bitter mandarin ducks, which can be regarded as a reward for nourishing the Dan Core and this body of flesh and skin.
She condensed the fireball in her palm, stood beside Lian Chongrui, bent down slightly, the fireball gradually advanced, Lian Chongrui closed his eyes in resignation, and did not resist.
The dust is very iron, and he turns his head away.