Xiao Changyu was like a winning rooster at the moment, standing in front of the ethereal with a high spirit, her previous resolute expression disappeared, replaced by a cruel smile, and the coldness in her eyes was unobstructed.

She said a lot of it.

Resentment.

I didn't take the only Spirit Venerable of the Chosen Continent in my eyes at all.

Scold.

There is an artifact given by the system, and an incomparable plug-in, but you still need to be afraid of an indigenous? There is no doubt that it is crushing.

The game is over.

Her love for the ethereal...... No, there was never love.

Previously, loaded.

Strangely enough, Ethereal didn't show any fear, he lowered his head, his eyes wide open, as if in deep thought.

Bite!

At that moment, Xiao Changyu's sudden arrival moved him very much, but in the next second, his soul seemed to be washed out by something.

He panicked.

As a Spirit Venerable, I can clearly feel that the substantial soul body has been torn away, and there are more important things that have been lost together.

But what is it.

He didn't know.

There is only one voice in his heart, which must not be sucked away, once the soul leaves the body, he ...... If nothing else, terrible things can happen.

You will regret it.

However, there is really no way.

And to his horror, he found that his body was as immobile as the two people before, and he couldn't even move his eyes.

What to do?

What to do!

The suction was getting stronger, and he would not be like those two of them.

This...... Is that the source of terror?

Ethereal never thought he would die in such a way.

Death came unexpectedly.

And in a pure white space in the vast universe, the boy in ink clothes was surrounded by a thin black mist, and a black vortex was condensed in his hands, with a white light in the center, dreamy, and the light became more and more obvious.

Kindness.

Vaguely humanoid.

The ink-clothed boy looked cold, "Ethereal, the deity can't spare you!" ”

There was resentment in his tone.

Behind him, under the white flower tree, there was a peerless beautiful man.

It's repair.

He was pale and thin, and had not woken up since he had fallen asleep that day.

Kindness.

During this time, the boy in ink tried many methods but failed to wake him up.

It can't be that the way the kiss is strong, the time is wrong, there must be something else.

He panicked.

It was at this moment that my heart moved.

only to find out that Ethereal has been successfully attacked by his taskers.

The enemy who has hated for so long can finally be cut to the roots.

this

It is the last wisp of the ethereal soul, as long as it is destroyed, he will disappear from heaven and earth from now on, and he will not be resurrected no matter what.

Revenge is avenged.

"Xiu, you wait, I'll accompany you right away after I finish dealing with that person."

He kissed Xiu's forehead with a look of affection.

The boy in ink was excited, and it was obvious that he couldn't wait to slash his enemies.

Huh?

Why doesn't it move?

Seeing that the vague human form in his hand was becoming clearer and clearer.

But, stopped.

and dissipated before it was solidified.

Ink Boy: ......

Confused.

What's going on?

Isn't it good to draw out the soul of the ethereal guy? Why is it suddenly gone, it's been done like this before.

Yes, that's right.

The system is the prop he made to collect soul energy.

He has no way to go out directly to do things in the pure white space, only to use the system, no, in fact, the system is just a medium.

It was the ghasts that he captured at will.

What is Ghas?

His understanding is that he is murderous, and he has a soul that cannot let go of a strong obsession.

Kindness.

Only such a soul can give everything to complete the task.

Rise from the ashes.

The ethereal souls are destroyed in this way.

This time, he thought, too.

But what about the soul?

The boy in ink was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted and wanted to chase after him.

But the next second froze.

His face was cold, and he turned around slowly, his voice like a knife.

"Who!"

It's dignified.

In the pure white space, there was no one, only the white flowers and trees slowly swaying and making a rustling sound, as if there was a wind blowing.

But how can there be wind?

"Who the hell is it!"

The ink-clothed boy let out a loud shout, his gaze shooting like a sharp sword to every corner of the space.

"Hee-hee."

Suddenly, a crisp female voice sounded not far from him.

The pupils of the ink-clothed boy shrank, and he reached forward and grabbed it, slowly opening it, only to see a pink peach blossom lying in his palm.

"Is it pretty?"

As soon as the ink-clothed boy looked up, he saw that there was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old cardamom girl wearing a pink fairy skirt at some point.

Beautiful, and smart.

It's just that there is malice in the eyes.

Ethereal suddenly noticed that he could move again, first with his eyes and then with his fingers.

And finally, the whole body.

He was still confused.

But now is not the time to find out why, life matters.

Just because he couldn't move just now doesn't mean he can't hear.

From what he said just now, he was already very sure that this Xiao Changyu was with those people and belonged to some evil organization.

So it should also have magical abilities.

He, most likely, won't be able to beat him.

It's just that Xiao Changyu is right in front of him, and it seems that it's too late to escape.

Hum!

This woman is really ugly in face and ugly in heart.

He originally thought that although the apprentice who had been inexplicably harvested was not satisfactory, his heart was beautiful and his soul was interesting.

Outcome......

It's all ugly.

No wonder the master has always taught him that his face is born from the heart.

It was he who was negligent.

I only thought that it should be born to describe ugliness in vain, but I didn't think about it......

Alas!

Never mind.

It is useless to say more.

He could only resist Xiao Changyu's move stubbornly, hoping to hold on.

But no regrets.

Ugly is ugly.

He has always been an upright man.

It's too late to get a weapon, and you can only transport all your spiritual power.

The corners of Xiao Changyu's mouth hooked up a sneer, "What a superfluous move!" ”

The sword fell hard.

"Bang!"

It's the sound of a collision.

Seeing the sword in Xiao Changyu's hand stop in mid-air, only a foot away from the ethereal, she was shocked, as if she couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

Gritting his teeth.

Keep pushing your hands.

But no matter what, there is no way to press down even half a point.

This......

Xiao Changyu called for the system in his heart, but there was no voice to answer.

System, asleep?

Ethereal but after being surprised, he was overjoyed, he didn't have to work at all.

It was only defensive, not attacking.

Judging by recent experience, he should have no resistance.

Is it a reversal?

Uncanny.

No matter what doubts he had in his mind, the current situation was in his favor.

Ethereal eyes narrowed.

In an instant, Xiao Changyu flew out, his delicate body slammed against the wall, and then slipped from the wall to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and there seemed to be fragments of internal organs.

She was seriously injured.

There was no trace of pity, and he almost died at the hands of this woman.

Pity?

Who has mercy on him.