After Zhuan Xuling and Song Ling finished discussing the conditions, they raised their eyes and their expressions changed slightly.
"What did you bring him for?"
Judging from Zhuan Xuling's tone, he knew Song Mo.
Song Ling looked back at Song Mo and said to Zhuan Xuling: "Is there any problem? He is just here to confirm my safety and will not cause trouble with you."
"Really?" Zhuanxu Ling sneered, narrowed his eyes and said: "Since ancient times, monsters have done nothing good in Jiuyou. The person behind you is still missing part of his soul. It is when his mind is unstable... You,
But be careful."
"If you think I'm going to make trouble, I can actually make it for you." Song Mo said to Zhuan Xu Ling with an unkind expression.
"Okay." Song Ling took a step forward, blocking the two people's gaze from each other, and said with a straight face: "No matter what his identity is, if he is standing here now, he is with me, and we will wait for a while
I just left and I won’t stay with you for long.”
Zhuan Xuling's eyes were always fixed on Song Mo.
After a while, he folded his arms and said with some caution: "Look more and think more, the separated spirits will change, and when they come back, the monster next to you will still be the same.
The one you were familiar with in the past?"
boom!
Song Mo's fists are faster than his mouth.
The surging spiritual power formed a gray-brown shadow blade under Song Mo's fist wind, which was closer and torn apart every inch.
Zhuanxu Ling raised his palm and turned his wrist to resist the blow. He pushed out his other hand from underneath, and his spiritual power was diverted from Zhuanxu Ling's body, turning into two beams of light and rushing towards Song Mo.
Song Ling said it was too late and then quickly, he stepped between them and gave each of them a blow with his backhand.
Immediately afterwards, she carried Song Mo with her back, and without any explanation, she kneaded him into the shape of a raccoon slave, held him in her arms, and said, "You two really want to fight? It's not like there is any grudge, so why bother?"
Before Zhuan Xuling could speak, Song Ling added: "To me, no matter what Song Mo becomes, he will still be the monster who accompanied me through these times. Of course, if he doesn't recognize me, I will leave."
, there are no additional entanglements.”
"It really has nothing to do with me." Zhuan Xuling put his hands behind his back, turned around, held Chu Jibai's soul in his palm, sat back on his throne, and said, "Please, you two, you don't have to stay long."
Song Ling touched Song Mo, who kept growling.
Song Mo wanted to speak, but Song Ling sealed his mouth, leaving him filled with anger and unable to vent.
"Anyway, thank you for your help. As for what you said before, I will definitely live up to your expectations." After Song Ling finished speaking, he leaned forward slightly and made a salute.
After leaving Jiuyou, Song Mo immediately shouted dissatisfied: "He is trying to sow discord between the two of us! I just beat him to a pulp!"
If Song Mo had changed his mind just now——
Song Ling didn't know whether Zhuan Xu's Mausoleum could be reduced to a pulp, but she knew that the main hall would definitely collapse. By then, the relationship between her and Zhuan Xu's Mausoleum would no longer be a simple cooperative relationship.
"What do you care what he said?" Song Ling said as she walked towards the cabin.
Why did the magic circle that came back end up outside?
Song Ling was a little strange.
When she took a few steps and approached the cabin, she suddenly felt a quite strange power. The source of the power was the seemingly peaceful cabin!
"Something's wrong." Song Mo's hair exploded.
"There's something wrong." Song Ling put down Song Mo, waved his hand and turned into a sword, and cautiously started to move towards the cabin, "Both Juyu and that little girl can't have such terrifying pressure."
The pressure of this force spreads unconsciously.
If Song Ling didn't have synesthesia with Song Mo, then she would just continue on without noticing. What would happen next was not difficult for Song Ling to guess.
Who will come after me?
An answer emerged spontaneously.
"You stay outside and set up the formation. I'll go in and meet her for a while." Song Ling drew a magic formation on her left arm with her right hand and pointed her fingers together. After confirming that the connection with Song Mo would not be interrupted due to any magic restrictions, she then
Separated from Song Mo, he ordered: "If I don't see Zhuyu and the other two people inside, then you can just transform into another person and step over."
Anyway, it was impossible for Song Mo to hurt Song Ling.
"You... you must be careful." Song Mo hesitated and said, "Nothing or anyone is as important as you."
It was rare for Song Mo to say something like this.
Song Ling burst out laughing, squatted in front of Song Mo, and comforted him: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will definitely protect myself first."
After all, Song Ling and Song Mo are now both prosperous and devastated.
If Song Ling really dies and Song Mo wants to reshape his body, there will be some trouble.
"As long as you understand." Song Mo rubbed his head against Song Ling's hand and confessed with a hint of attachment: "Actually, what Zhuan Xuling said is right. I can't be sure what the remaining part of the body looks like, but
You believe me, you believe I will not hurt you."
"I'm not afraid, I know you won't hurt me." Song Ling replied seriously.
Farewell to Song Mo, Song Ling quickly walked to the cabin and pushed open the door.
Squeak——
The door opens.
Yifeng sat facing the door, his face calm and not surprised at all.
"Long time no see, senior brother." Song Ling smiled, turned his eyes and glanced around. He didn't see Zhuyu and the others, so he asked: "I don't know...where did senior brother take the people in this room?"
?The previous grievances between you and me need not affect innocent people."
"Is there any grudge between us?" Yifeng narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.
"No?" Song Ling licked her lips and laughed at herself: "If not, I'm a bit stupid and can't figure out why senior brother appears here."
There are no restrictions or magic circles in the house.
Even Yifeng himself was in a very relaxed state, and his spiritual power was running extremely thin.
"I...if Zigui hadn't told me that you were alive, I'm afraid I would still be kept in the dark." Yifeng spread his hands, rubbed his fingertips a few times, and said in a low voice: "I came here today because
Zigui’s request. She wanted me to take you back, and at least not to hurt you, but after seeing you, I felt that her order seemed unreasonable."
Song Ling raised her eyebrows.
After hearing what Yifeng said, are you going to take action?
But I heard Yifeng continue to say: "You are very dangerous, Ah Ling. Now you no longer have the gentleness and loveliness of the past, but only cruelty and hatred. If you stay in this world, no matter whether it is for Weilu Mountain or Zigui."
, are all great threats.”
"You don't want my body anymore?" Song Ling asked deliberately.
This question was to test Yifeng to see if he knew about the good things Lin Zigui was doing outside.
Unexpectedly, Yifeng raised his lips and smiled and said: "This matter can no longer restrain Zigui. What's more, you are still in Liang State. If we take it by force, Liang State will be overwhelming and cannot protect you.