MTL - Bancheng Fengyue-Chapter 145 The Darkness of the Candle (Part 2)

Xuan Yi suddenly remembered that Shaoyi said that the sea of ​​hatred would swallow the darkness of the candle. She has always been meticulous, so she would not be confused like this, but because her father and brother had accidents one after another, Shaoyi revealed too much information to her, and she forgot about it for a while.

It's understandable that she would forget, but Shaoyi would never forget, why didn't he remind her?

Since he knew that he couldn't use the Darkness of Candle Yin, she had almost no combat power, so why would he ask her to deal with the corpse? Fu Cang came before, why didn't he stop him? Could it be that it is precisely because she knows that she can't do much fighting power that she deliberately let Fu Cang accompany her?

Xuan Yi was terrified, seeing that the few remaining candle shadows would be swallowed by the turbid air, she snatched them back with a sullen face, and felt that most of her divine power had been lost, and the ice dragon that bound the emperor was smaller. After countless circles, thousands of cold lights disappeared.

She faintly had a bad premonition, and turned her head to look at Fu Cang hastily. The sword energy turned into a tide was fiercely entangled with the group of monsters, and his torn white clothes were already stained with blood. It is a demon clan that can only be exterminated by gathering thousands of generals. After death, it was infected even more by the turbid air of Lihenhai. The turbid air in this place is extremely heavy. If the air is infected, you can't act rashly.

Looking down again, the frozen Dijun's head could already start to turn, she really didn't have the extra strength to freeze him even harder - if this continues, all previous efforts will be in vain.

Could it be that the two of them really perished here together today?

Just as he was hesitating, his arm was suddenly grabbed, and Fu Cang, whose white clothes were almost soaked in blood, came galloping and dragged her towards the edge of Lihen Sea: "Get out of here!"

leave? But after leaving, Qingyan and his father...

Xuan Yi looked back subconsciously, but saw that the group of monsters who kept chasing Fu Cang and Fangfeng were surrounded by countless huge golden dragons. The terrifying roar pierced her head hard, making her dizzy, even the dragon scale couldn't resist his roar.

Fucang panted heavily. He suffered countless wounds on his chest and back, and the turbid air almost invaded his internal organs. He gritted his teeth and recalled Chun Jun's scabbard, touched a handful of blood from the wound and sprinkled it on it. The scabbard instantly turned into a streak of golden light The little dragon nimbly drilled into the black mist to open a way for them to leave.

He grabbed Xuan Yi and locked him in his arms, his voice was very difficult: "Let's retreat first, the future will be long."

The hot divine blood fell on her face and body in balls, Xuan Yi was stunned for a long time, and suddenly hugged him tightly with his backhand.

Nothing is too long in the future, if she gives up halfway this time, based on her understanding of Shaoyi, he will definitely take back the three heart feathers without hesitation, and my father and Qingyan may not escape catastrophe. He didn't want the gods to know the secret of Lihenhai, so he acted secretly. Now that Fucang is involved, he will definitely not let him go.

It was the first time in Xuan Yi's life that she hated why she didn't learn the art of boxing and kicking, so that at least she could beat the emperor to pieces, instead of staring at the little power left and watching Fu Cang hurt like this for her.

Fu Cang squeezed her shoulders hard, and the strength of his hand made her feel the pain in her bones.

"If I can't do it, I have to be obedient and go out by myself."

As he spoke, blood dripped on her neck.

go out by yourself? How is it possible? He's probably lost his mind.

She doesn't have the darkness of candle yin, but there is still a lot in the sea of ​​hatred. Although it has been changed by the turbidity and regeneration power, it is still the darkness of candle yin.

Xuan Yi stared fixedly at the black mist that filled the sky, and she finally understood what the three heart feathers Shaoyi gave her were of any use.

She bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed out the ice barrier, forcefully pushing Fu Cang to the ground. He was already seriously injured, but suddenly he was pushed so hard by her spell that he passed out, and the blood quickly stained the pale body on the ground. Grains of sand, the blue scabbard fell by his hand.

The sand ground trembled violently, Xuan Yi raised his eyes and looked up, because Fu Cang was unconscious, Chun Jun naturally lost its effect, and the monsters trapped by countless golden dragons in the distance and Fangfeng were chasing after them tremblingly.

She took a deep breath and called the black mist around her into her body without hesitation. The turbid air entered her body like a flame burning her meridians and internal organs. Her eyes turned black and her clothes were soaked in sweat.

Not enough, really not enough, the corpse of the culprit must be completely wiped out, the group of monsters that are chasing after must be frozen, and continue to suck, there is so much black mist in the sea of ​​hatred, it is enough for her to squander.

Sweat flowed down Xuan Yi's cheeks all the way to her neck, and the turbid air rushed against her limbs, and she felt her heart beating violently, as if it was about to burst.

A mass of soft golden-blue light suddenly burst out from her heart, and quickly flowed through her body like a stream of water. Xuan Yi couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or a real thing. Her eyes were fixed on an unknown person on the ground. There are small dots of name, buzzing in the ears, only the action of absorbing the black mist persists persistently.

The fierce wind hit her face, and the monsters were close in front of her eyes. Xuan Yi let out a breath, and the unprecedentedly huge pitch-black blizzard roared almost violently. In the next instant, black crystal-like ice froze them firmly.

The violent heartbeat gradually stopped, and the first heart feather completely healed her heartache, and the pain of heart-piercing turbid air infection subsided in an instant.

Xuan Yi got up, flicked her fingertips, eight huge black ice dragons rolled up the monsters, she walked back slowly all the way, while continuing to absorb the black mist.

For the first time, she found that she was so brave, as if she was not afraid of pain at all, and she would not be selfishly busy running for her own life.

Heaven and earth order? What is that, she will never make her fight for it, the reason why she stands here is only for Qingyan, and a little bit is for her father, and now it is even more for Fucang.

Sucking up all the black mist that was obstructing his eyes, Xuan Yi felt that every step he took was like walking on the tip of a knife. Being the Zhuyin family is of course very good, the only bad thing is that because of Longlin, their tolerance for pain is really not good enough. The majestic Emperor Zhongshan and the gifted and hard-working Little Dragon Lord were planted with heart feathers. The Emperor Qingyang made a wound on his chest and made them pass out with pain. It was really useless.

When it comes to the tolerance of pain, I still have to learn from her good-for-nothing. She is probably the only princess in the Zhuyin family who has always dealt with pain.

So the pain of burning the visceral meridians with this turbid qi is really nothing, nothing.

On the empty sandy ground, Dijun, who had broken free from the freezing, was standing with his hands behind his back. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and stopped for a long time. The corpse that caused the disaster of Lihenhai actually said: "I want to live."

Xuan Yi let out a breath, and the pitch-black blizzard surrounded him. She said calmly, "You've been living outside~www.novelbuddy.com~ and you're living very well."

Not only romantic, but also extremely vicious, relying on the power of the emperor, it is difficult to take revenge on him.

This blizzard is still not big enough, she wants to freeze him completely so that he can never turn over again.

The black mist poured into his body like a tide, Xuan Yi only felt that his hair was wet with sweat, and a burst of golden blue light flashed across his chest—the second heart feather.

The useless Shaoyi couldn't bear the pain.

Ten pitch-black ice dragons were summoned and turned into black crystal-like ice blades that filled the sky, piercing the emperor's body that had healed repeatedly. It's really hard to get rid of, how did her great-grandfather and the Qingyang clan die on their own?

The black mist was absorbed into the body again and again, so much that Xuan Yi felt that his forehead was about to burst, but it was still not enough, not enough, or simply swallowed the entire sea of ​​hatred, that **** Shaoyi tried his best to coerce her, Now she's still staying outside to watch a play, she has to make him hurt to death. () "Half City Fengyue" only represents the author Shishilang's point of view. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. Our position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!