What is Feng Wurao...? Why should she make such efforts to him?

At this moment, the roar of Qingluan's strength and hissing almost broke the entire tomb. The original shape she instantly appeared, the huge dragon tail, instantly rolled up the green coffin in the tomb and threw it into the air.

When Feng Weiyi saw it, his eyes flashed with annoyance, and the wide sleeves immediately slapped the dozens of Feng Wurao's old spirits below: "Kill her!"

With a command, all the old spirits raised the Qingming sword in their hand towards the Qinglong with claws above their heads.

Except for the old spirit over there who was sprayed with blood on his face by Gu Lingsha!

It is also an old spirit, but it is obvious that in the eyes of the old spirit, at this moment, smelling the bloody smell between the mouth and nose, there is a little more struggle, shock, and even in the end, it turns into fear...

Why...why does he feel so scared? So panicked?

Isn't he just a spirit body?

His eyes looked at his hands full of redness in horror. Suddenly, he felt a severe pain in his chest. The pain was so great that it made the Qingming Hanshuang in his hand land on the ground with a "clang".

how so?

The moment he knelt on one knee on the ground, he covered his chest, but his eyes were fixed on the girl in blue who was lying in front of him.

"Lingsha--" Suddenly, he heard himself calling out the name like a dream.

When Qingluan, who was besieged by the group of spirits on his head, immediately raised his head and made an angry dragon roar. With a wave of the dragon's claws, he grabbed him hard.

But at this moment, the old spirit suddenly trembled violently when he looked at the girl in blue lying in a pool of blood opposite him!

"No...not like this..."

After a violent tremor, he looked at his hands full of blood and his body, and suddenly fell to the ground.

And those eyes looked at the girl with no breath, and were extremely frightened!

Fear, yes, that's fear!

A kind of despair and fear from the deepest part of my heart—

"Feng Wurao!!"

Seeing this scene, Qingluan felt extremely sad and angry roaring suddenly came: "Are you finally willing to come back? Look at what you did? She is dead!!"

"No! You're talking nonsense... Lingsha won't die!"

Feng Wurao was indeed back, but at this moment, he would rather not come back.

Looking at the girl in blue who was lying in front of him, the power of the five fingers in his palm almost crushed the Qilin jade seal that made him finally enter.

This could not be true. Before he came, he had already controlled the murderous thoughts of the old spirit, but why did she still fall in front of him when he came with the power of the Qilin Jade Seal? Why is this?

"This is not true! She must be lying to me!"

After throwing away the jade seal in his hand, he rushed over like a madman and hugged the girl who was falling in the pool of blood: "Lingsha, be good! Get up quickly, Master is here."

When he said this, he did not forget to wipe the blood from the girl's face with his robe.

Until he finally saw the familiar and beautiful face clearly, he hugged her tightly in his arms as if he had found his long-lost treasure: "Lingsha, are you tired? Okay, then you sleep well, Master is here to guard you, be good!"

When Qingluan saw it, she suddenly turned into a human form and fell to the ground crying: "Feng Wurao, she is dead! She is dead!"
Chapter completed!