A light breeze blew, blowing off the gauze on her face, revealing her pretty little face.

A pair of clear water curtains were embedded on the face as big as a palm, and the eyes were covered with frost and curled eyelashes.

Her skin is extremely fair and transparent, and it seems that she is staying in a place where she has not seen the light for many years.

She is not outstanding in appearance, but she has a charm and an inexplicable attraction that allows you to easily notice her.

She is not charming and does not have the charm that makes people fascinated when they meet, but she is like a clear spring, which can easily cleanse the deepest dust in her heart.

Mu Luoying looked at the familiar face in front of her, which was no longer familiar, and her eyes were filled with horror.

She took several steps in succession, and staggered and fell to the ground because she was a little anxious.

"Yingying, I treat you very well!"

"Sister Qian, no, it's not me, it has nothing to do with me, it's Jun Qianchen, it's him, he..."

Mu Luoying has been sleeping soundly since the day when she knew Situ Qianqian was not dead.

I didn't expect to see it today, and it was under such circumstances.

She has not integrated with the body in front of her and cannot exert her strength, but the other party is already at the peak of the ninth level.

"He is dead, should you go with him too? He said that you are the person he really loves!"

Situ Qianqian's emotions were always very stable, and she seemed to be talking about something completely unrelated to her.

But anyone knows how deep this love should be to betray the tribe for the sake of love.

At that time, she was the successor of Nether Valley and the summoner of the eighth-level undead. With such a noble identity, she fell in love with a moderate child from a small family who was less than level 4. How pure is this love?

For the sake of the person she loves, she carried her tribe members and gave up her pride. She would even rather share it with other women, as long as the man she loves is happy.

But in the end, I received a cup of poison.

With her strength, how could she not know that it was a cup of poison? At that time, she was heartbroken and swallowed it with tears, and what she got was the most remote corner.

She didn't know how she woke up, but the moment she crawled out of the soil and was picked up, her future life was destined.

"No, no, Sister Qian, he loves you, he loves you from beginning to end!"

Mu Luoying roared, and while she was stunned for a moment, she turned around and threw herself into the passage beside her. The door of the passage closed with a bang.

Situ Qianqian's expression turned cold, and a stream of energy condensed in her hand and slapped it on the stone door. But where is the Tomb of the Gods? How could she destroy a small ninth level of human realm?

"Yingying, you can't escape this time!"

Her hoarse voice kept echoing in this place, and her figure had disappeared from the spot.

People can kill at any time, but things do not wait for people.

The person behind the stone gate heard her voice and couldn't help but trembled violently.

She spread her hands and looked at the soul fire that was leaping in her hands, changing her original thoughts.

If she wants to survive, she needs strength.

She urgently needs strength to fight against people at the peak of the ninth level. She cannot kill Su Meier, but can only live in symbiosis!

After a while, a black container appeared in the palm of her hand. She calmed down and began to condense her handprints.
Chapter completed!