Song Ling turned around and blinked, pursed her lips and smiled, comforting him and saying, "Don't be afraid. If something happens, just do what I told you just now. Nothing will go wrong."
After saying that, Song Ling opened Song Mo's hand and walked towards Chang'an.
Xiao Huan on the ground was obviously dead. Judging from the injuries, Chang An should have killed Xiao Huan with a blow from behind. I think it was at that time that Qi Chi was restrained by Chang An and ended up like this.
"A Ling." Changan looked at Song Ling who walked up to him affectionately, and lowered his voice and said, "You have to believe me, no matter what I do, it will ultimately be for your good."
vomit.
Hearing that Chang'an was so disgusting, Song Ling almost couldn't hold it back.
But just when Song Ling was about to exchange beads with one hand and change the other with the other, Chang An suddenly stretched out a hand from under his sleeve, and with lightning speed, pressed the black love lock directly into Song Ling's body.
With a muffled sound, Qi Chi was thrown to the ground by Chang An.
Qi Chi is dead.
But Song Ling only felt a pain in her chest, her body felt weak, and her head felt dizzy.
"That's why you kept your hand, right? You think I'm more suitable than Xiao Huan." She grabbed her chest suddenly, coughed a few times, and managed to stand still. The hand behind her back kept comforting Song Mo.
Ask him not to act rashly, "Now you put the love lock into my body, and then what? What are you going to do?"
"I will take you back to Weilu Mountain." Chang'an put his hands on Song Ling's shoulders, put her in his arms, and said with a hooked lips: "A Ling, you will understand my painstaking efforts in the future. People shouldn't be so short-sighted.
, it’s only been ten years, why can’t you endure it? Don’t worry..."
As a result, before Chang An finished speaking, Song Ling bent her elbow and pressed it on Chang An's hand. Using her elbow, she pushed Chang An back a few steps, and she managed to free herself.
Click.
Song Mo, who was standing not far away, crushed the jade pendant.
The magic weapon that maintained the virtual image of the physical body was gone, and Song Ling's figure began to become a little erratic. The pain that followed was in line with the pain of the love lock, causing Song Ling to stumble and fall out.
Even so, Chang'an's expression did not change.
What really made him panic was Song Ling's next move——
Song Ling was seen supporting the ground with one hand, and the other hand was directly inserted into his body, and he forcefully pulled out the constantly rotating love lock.
There is no blood.
Song Ling, who only had spiritual consciousness left, just needed to give up part of her spiritual body.
"Senior brother, was this expected by you, or was it unexpected?" Song Ling sneered, turned her palms and threw out the love lock, still taunting Chang'an, "Choose, I'll take a look this time
How do you choose?"
Also flying out at the same time were mirage soul beads.
Chang'an pounced on Qingsuo without any hesitation.
But because Song Ling still had some spirit left on the love lock, as soon as Chang An hugged the love lock, the outer spiritual power of the love lock instantly corroded the spiritual barrier Chang An used to isolate himself from the love lock.
Zila.
Qingsuo really comes into contact with Chang'an.
In an instant, fierce energy exploded from the love lock.
Chang'an, who should have let go, could only protect the love lock with all his strength while allocating his energy to separate his consciousness from the love lock.
"It's too late." Song Ling, who was picked up by Song Mo, turned back indifferently, looked at Chang An who was curled up in a ball, lying on the ground, and said: "Brother, I have broken the restrictions on the love lock. No matter what you do now,
It’s too late.”
Fierce and turbulent emotions broke through the emotional barrier, pouring into Chang'an's spiritual consciousness like sea water pouring back.
He cried, laughed, was angry, and despaired.
Layers after layers of emotions exploded in his sea of consciousness. Those methods he once used to control people have now turned him into a turtle in a urn.
boom!
The loud noise shook the sky.
The tearful Chang'an was swallowed by the love lock and exploded into blood mist all over the sky.
"sorry."
In the midst of the bloody storm, an apology floated vaguely.
But at this moment, Song Ling no longer cared. She lay in Song Mo's arms, sighed with relief, and said: "Contain the body of Qi Chi. When you return to Weicheng, you have to return him."
To Crowfeather."
Song Mo said: "People may not be willing to leave. This is the last place for him and his sister. Let him stay here, which is a thought."
Song Ling raised her head and glanced at Song Mo, laughed, raised her hand and pinched his cheek, and praised: "I didn't expect you to understand people's hearts so well now, okay, let him stay here, I wish him and Qing Qing
We can still be a brother and sister in the next life."
I also wish them a harmonious and beautiful future life.
When Song Mo took Song Ling out of the enchantment array, within less than a stick of incense, an orange-yellow sunset hung in the sky in Yecheng. This was proof that the fire-eating mother beast left with the enchantment array as promised.
Hongye waited day and night, and finally waited for someone to come back, but what came instead was a half-dead Song Ling.
So Hongye could only treat Song Ling's injuries like an old woman, and at the same time told Song Ling what happened outside in the past few days.
One was that Jiye was suddenly called back to Nanzhen, leaving only a message to see him in Nanzhen. The other was that a monk from Weilu Mountain came, named Qilin, clamoring to see Song Ling, but was temporarily fooled away by Hongye.
.
Song Ling was not surprised by this.
"Next time he comes to see me, just let him in. It won't be a big problem." Song Ling took a sip of the medicine from Hongye's hand and said with narrowed eyes: "Over there in Jingye, there should be something strange happening in Nanzhen.
It’s normal for him to go back.”
Song Mo, who was standing nearby serving tea and water, snorted and reminded: "Chang'an is dead now, and the only one who knows that you are still alive is Qilin. If we really want to meet you, how are you going to explain it? Or should you just silence me?"
When it came to silence, Song Mo's eyes lit up, and his face was full of excitement.
Hongye felt her heart pounding when she heard this, and she was very worried.
"You're welcome." Song Ling threw the hot handkerchief on Song Mo's face, then turned to Hongye and said, "Don't worry, he should be a little different from the others. Maybe it's my turn. Of course.
, if something really happens, we will run away at that time."
The medical center is gone, but we can build another one anyway.
Qilin was so happy to know that Song Ling was willing to see him that he suffered from insomnia for several days. When the appointed day came, he squatted outside the hospital before dawn.
As soon as Hongye opened the door, he was almost frightened.
"Sorry, sorry." Qilin quickly apologized and asked, "Didn't I scare you? It was my fault just now. I was too excited and forgot my etiquette."
"It's okay." Hongye turned around and led Qilin to the inner courtyard, and said with a gentle look: "A-Ling's injuries are not fully healed yet. She is lying in the backyard right now. You are brothers and sisters. If you have anything to say, you have to say it carefully. Don't worry.
Don't argue with your face."
After all, Hongye was still worried about the conflict between Qilin and Song Ling, and wanted to mediate a few words between them.
Although it may not be useful at all.
"Don't worry, I know." Qilin assured with a serious face: "A-Ling has just recovered from a serious injury. If anything happens, it will definitely be my fault."