The indescribable force forced Song Ling to kneel down.
Boom.
Boom.
Immediately afterwards, dull footsteps gradually approached Song Ling.
She wanted to raise her head to see what it was, but no matter how wide her eyes were, it was in vain, because the shadow was like a hood covering her head, so that she could only see blue in front of her eyes.
of light.
Boom——
This time, the footsteps stopped in front of Song Ling.
"You are not the food he brings in."
Someone spoke in Song Ling's ear, and the voice was as sticky as an octopus just fished out of the water, croaking and hugging Song Ling's ear.
"But it doesn't matter. You've already come in anyway, so weak, like an insect."
Song Ling struggled desperately and finally could move her right hand.
She immediately clenched her fist and swung the ring as a weapon, opening a dark space in front of her.
Useless.
Nothing was hurt.
Song Ling seemed to be a little disappointed and closed her eyes, and began to try to use her ears to hear the sound and identify the location, and the fingers in her hand were waving vigorously.
"You can't fight back with food, you bug!"
A hand suddenly pinched Song Ling's neck and slowly lifted her up.
It was only at this time that Song Ling saw clearly that behind the hazy blue light, there was a pale human figure that looked like a withered person. It was said to be a human, but his face was blank, with no facial features, and there was a figure flashing behind him.
Pair of bone-like wings.
It is indeed an evil spirit.
However, Song Ling didn't know what Li Zheng used to make it. The shape was so terrifying. It must have been condensed from several different races.
Although Song Ling had transferred all his spiritual power to the girl, she was not stupid and bold, and would not make fun of her own life. Therefore, after confirming the location of the evil spirit, Song Ling withdrew his fist and struck back, directly hitting it.
on his face.
The ring scratched her face.
A drop of blood fell to the ground.
The evil spirit looked at Song Ling in confusion, then looked down, quite interested in the drop of blood on the ground.
In fact, it was precisely because Song Ling had no spiritual power and because Song Ling's spiritual consciousness was sweet and extraordinary that the evil spirit appeared in a big way and restrained Song Ling at close range.
But Song Ling is not stupid.
It was clear that she was about to face an evil spirit, so why did she give all her spiritual power to that girl? She was obviously caught by an evil spirit, so why did she beat herself up?
Obviously, Song Ling hid something just in case.
I saw the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly began to rotate around Song Ling, but in an instant, it condensed into a strong whirlwind. At the same time, there was also a sudden girl who was swept in by the whirlwind. She was like a kite with a broken string.
Floating in mid-air, dancing with the wind.
call out!
The first silver flying blade shot out from the girl's body.
The second branch.
The third branch.
The spiritual power that merged into the girl's body turned into countless flying blades, shooting at Song Ling from all directions, and at the evil spirit holding Song Ling.
A sharp neighing sound filled the cellar.
After the commotion, Song Ling fell to the ground weakly, while the girl was lifted up by the soft wind and slowly lowered.
As for the evil spirits...
Thousands of arrows pierce the heart, even if it is an invisible evil spirit, it cannot escape the fate of annihilation.
After lying on the ground and resting for a while, Song Ling sat up, crossed her legs and breathed for a while, then picked up the girl, took away the things written on the paper, turned around and left the cellar.
At that time, Song Mo had already turned the ground upside down.
The small Feiyu Valley is brightly lit at night, and the mountains in the distance are filled with thick smoke and flying sand and rocks.
"Do you want to say goodbye to your brother?" Song Ling woke up the girl, stood at the highest point of Feiyu Valley and looked down, and asked softly.
The girl bit her lip and thought for a long time before finally nodding and saying what she wanted to say.
In the distance, Yu Liang was huddled in a pile of hay, with a bruised nose, a swollen face, and bruises all over his body. In order to help Song Ling lure away the villagers, Yu Liang tried his best, but of course he got a good beating.
In a daze, Yu Liang hugged his knees and took a nap, thinking about the village chief's cellar and the powerful big shot.
He thought, a big shot shouldn't be able to lie to him, right?
Just keep your promise.
With this thought, Yu Liang rested his head on his knees and gradually fell asleep.
But not long after he fell asleep, he felt something approaching him. He immediately picked up the firewood stick next to him and stood up like a carp.
Under the firelight, the big man whom Yu Liang was thinking about walked toward him with his arms in his arms.
As she came closer——
Yu Liang could hardly breathe.
"A...sister?"
He couldn't believe his eyes, his voice turned into sobs, and tears burst out instantly.
"Sister, is it you? I'm not dreaming!"
Song Ling placed the girl on the ground and supported her body with his hands, allowing her to stand up.
"Liang'er, it's me." The girl took a deep breath, opened her arms and hugged Yu Liang into her arms, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, I have made you work hard alone for so many years. It's not my fault."
Song Ling didn't pay much attention to the scene of the reunion between sister and brother.
While leaving space for Yu Liang and the girl to chat, Song Ling sat on the wall beside him, holding the Qian Jing Bottle in his palm and playing with it.
I don’t know why, but Qian Jing Bottle has dropped another level.
But there was nothing strange about Song Ling, and there were no signs of breaking through.
The loud rumbling sounds continued to come from the east.
Because she was worried that Song Mo would be distracted, Song Ling temporarily cut off the connection between herself and Song Mo, so she had no way of knowing Song Mo's situation.
But Song Ling believed in Song Mo very much.
There are only three monsters, but Song Mo can't...
Before she could finish thinking, Song Ling saw a meteor falling from the sky, and the falling point was aimed at herself.
In the blink of an eye, the meteor had already hit Song Ling in front of him.
A huge hole was made in the ground, and lying at the bottom of the hole was Song Mo, whom Song Ling was talking about just now.
Fortunately, Song Mo was not seriously injured.
He got up quickly with hands and feet, raised his head and smiled at Song Mo, and said: "Thank you for your honor! Song Ling, I ate those three monsters!"
"Where is Li Zhengren?" Song Ling lowered his head and asked.
Song Mo's eyes widened, as if he had just remembered that there was a person like Li Zheng. He quickly glanced at the clouds on his body and disappeared after a few clicks.
On the other side, Yu Liang was already crying so much that he was reduced to a human figure.
No matter how much the girl comforted her, she couldn't persuade Yu Liang. On the contrary, Yu Liang held the girl's hand and refused to let go.
"Sister, I said I would avenge you." Yu Liang said fiercely: "Father, mother, and brother, they all died here. What qualifications do I have to forget all this? What qualifications do I have to leave in peace?
?”
"Liang'er, if mother were still alive, I would definitely not want you to be obsessed with revenge." The girl touched Yu Liang's cheek, leaned her head against it, and said softly: "Well, when is the time to retaliate, Liang'er, learn to let go of hatred.
, learn to start over and live well with our share."
cough.
After she finished speaking, dark red blood foam gushed out from the girl's throat.