The gentle silver brilliance enveloped Bai Ling and Jun Wuyan, and silver beams of light were wrapped around the brilliance like ropes.

But under the entanglement of this light beam, the smoothness wrapping Bai Ling and the two became smaller and smaller, until it became the size of a palm.

The egret slowly stretched out his hands, and the silver brilliance as big as the palm of his hand gently floated up and landed in the egret's hands.

Holding the silver brilliance, Bailu walked up to Xiang Lijing and handed the silver brilliance to Xiang Lijing. Bailu said: "Wuyan and Ling'er have been placed here by me. The funeral in the future will be held here."

Just bury them together."

"They think so too, they live and die together." Bailu said.

Xiang Lijing took the silver brilliance from Egret's hand, lowered his eyes and looked at the dazzling silver brilliance, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Ling'er..."

The cheerful and lively girl has disappeared. At this time, she is probably walking on the road to hell.

The greatest sorrow in the world is when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift. Xiang Lijing held the silver brilliance in his hands, and his body could not help but tremble.

"Old man Xiangli, Ling'er also hopes you will live well."

Bailu raised her eyes and looked at Xiang Lijing seriously. Bai Ling asked her to take good care of Xiang Lijing before she died.

Xiang Lijing closed his eyes and nodded his heavy head.

…

Suddenly, there were killing sounds from all directions, smoke and flames of war were about to break out, and the sound of rumbling footsteps on the ground came from different directions.

A black figure flashed from a distance. Wang Pingping stood in front of the egret with a long sword in his hand, looking at the egret with wolf-like eyes.

With a wave of his wrist, the long sword in his hand pointed at the egret.

Wang Pingping narrowed his sharp eyes slightly, and the anger in those eyes seemed to reach the sky.

"Messenger in red? You are such a messenger in red. The Lord is really blind to let you be the messenger in red."

Wang Pingping's voice was unusually low, "You can't be so naive as to think that by killing the Lord, the blood race will be really destroyed without the Dark Envoy and the Light Envoy, right?"

"You're dreaming."

The last three words were shouted almost hysterically by Wang Pingping, with spittle flying everywhere.

Egret raised her eyes and raised her eyebrows at Wang Pingping. She put on the silver glove on her right hand, slowly stretched out her hand, and held Wang Pingping's long sword between her right index and middle fingers.

But I saw those two fingers flashing with silver light, and this silver light rushed to the tip of the long sword.

Wherever the silver light went, it completely swallowed up the long sword in Wang Pingping's hand.

In the blink of an eye, the long sword in Wang Pingping's hand only had a handle.

Bailu walked up to Wang Pingping, his eyes were as cold as cold, and there was no emotion in his voice, "Let me tell you if this is a dream. I don't believe how much you can do without a leader."

storm."

The egret ignored Wang Pingping's cannibalistic gaze, waved her jade hand, turned her back to Wang Pingping and took a few steps forward.

After pausing, the egret turned to face Wang Pingping.

When he turned around, the dragon robe drew a domineering arc in the air. The grace between turning around and looking back was unparalleled.

"Without Cheng Anqing, without the two messengers of light and darkness, do you think you will be my opponent?"

After finishing speaking, a cold smile appeared on the corner of the egret's mouth.
Chapter completed!