Chapter 327: The Eye of the Desolation [3]
Because the color and the night are integrated, they can't be seen at all, and it is all up to the intuition of two people to avoid the attack.
Fan Lingshu's heart almost sank to the bottom, she tried everything to open the Eye of the Desolation, and actually only dragged him for so long.
Sonor!
In the darkness, a dazzling spark came out, and she heard Yuan Yi above her head hissing lowly.
His bone wing was hit!
Even if it is a bone wing, it is a Sen Sen bone connected to his body, connected to his flesh and bones.
In the dark, she couldn't see what his bone wing injuries looked like, but she felt that the angle of the two of them flying was slightly off.
"You, you give me to him." Fan Lingshu said that she knew very well that Yuan Yi was not Yu Wushi's opponent.
Yuan Yi found out that he was not a demon king before, and he had fought with him and escaped, it must have been because he couldn't beat him.
And now, dragging an injured her, even more so is not an opponent!
"Shut up!" Yuan Yi said angrily, "Give you to him, and then I will run away alone?" ”
His fragile self-esteem makes him look like a gambling child.
But this is not the time to be angry!
Yuan Yi suddenly increased his speed, and suddenly flashed left and again in the night sky, dodging the sharp blades that rained down from the sky.
The only sound in my ears was the sound of the wind, and the occasional sonorous rise of the bone wings being struck.
The sudden flash of sparks made her see Yuan Yi's increasingly pale face.
"As long as we reach the Dream Tribe, we can leave the Demon Realm!" Yuan Yi whispered.
"Be careful!" A shadow darker than the night approached in front of him, and Van Lingshu shouted.
Yuan Yi urgently deflected direction, but he was still a step too late, and he hit something hard.
The road ahead is blocked!
Fan Lingshu glanced back, and Yu Wushi slowly stopped not far behind them, without the disguise of the demon king, he was dressed in a black robe, black hair, and a bewitching smile.
"Little Lingshu, why are you so disobedient?"
"This is not the ......" Yuan Yi was taken aback, Yu Wushi's face was something Yuan Yi had seen before. Wrong, right? ”
"That's right, it's him."
"Why did you provoke such a ......" Yuan Yi was speechless for a while.
"He was the one who pretended to be your father first." Van Lingshu and him glanced at each other.
"Now, come back with me." Yu Wushi walked over slowly.
Although he couldn't see it, the countless black arrows that followed him were full of great threat and pressure.
An inescapable aura hung over their heads, like the giant wings of death.
Van Lingshu held his breath, his mind turned rapidly, countless thoughts flashed, but none of them could get out of the current predicament.
Yu Wushi was only three or four meters away from them, and he saw that he raised his hand, and was about to touch her.
In the darkness, the white light that passed by in a flash was like a snow-bright lightning, and it fell between them!
Yu Wushi quickly retracted his hand, a hint of shock flashing in his dark eyes.
The snow-white figure blocked in front of Fan Lingshu, as cold and lonely as ever.
She had thought of countless scenarios where she would meet him again, and they might have been enemies and fighting to the death.
He never thought that he would face an enemy together like he did now, and he was like a god descending, blocking the enemy for her.
The Twelve Laws slowly fell from mid-air and were held in his hands.
Yu Wushi narrowed his eyes coldly, and the aura around him was full of murderous aura for a moment.