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Chapter 869 : Where are you 3

The cloud in the sky seemed to be fixed above the crystal coffin.

Countless white silk ribbons float down from the clouds. Those white ribbons are dazzling in white light, thin and translucent, and beautiful.

In the blink of an eye, he flew to the crystal coffin.

The crystal coffin was pulled by those silk ribbons and slowly rose upwards...[

At this time, other people also heard the noise and rushed over.

Qingfeng was so anxious that he rushed over desperately: "Put her down!"

Before he could throw himself in front of the crystal coffin, he was bounced back by the invisible barrier.

Others were also horrified. If something happened to Ziying's crystal coffin this month, would the Demon Lord come back and chop them alive?

They all rushed forward desperately, but like the green wind, they were blocked back by the invisible barrier.

Those with weak skills even fell into the flowers.

Those flowers look beautiful, but they are all thorny.

The disciples of the Demon Palace who were stabbed were shouting loudly, it was very lively.

Fortunately, the purple mist mechanism was removed after Qi Luoer accidentally stepped on it.

Otherwise, the disciples of the Demon Palace will suffer again this time.

When Qingfeng saw those white ribbons, his heart suddenly moved.

It can't be - it can't be Qiluo'er who's here?!

Now he could no longer hold his breath and hurriedly took out the transmission talisman to report to Yue Wushang...

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The Wangchuan River has been emptying out of its turbid waves for thousands of years.

Thousands of ghosts are crying and noisy inside, and the blood-yellow water is surging with waves, and they will never be able to escape.

Yue Wushang stood silently by the river, speechless for a long time.

In a trance, I seemed to see a woman in white floating in the river.

The two white and tender little hands salvage hundreds of millions of souls regardless of the bites of the innocent souls, distinguish and salvage them, tirelessly and painlessly...[

"Bao'er...it's been eight years, where have you been? Can you really let go of this relationship and never want me again?"


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