He and several elders had already used the same method to deal with her once.
It's just that I couldn't pull out her soul.
Can this soul-capturing mirror be drawn out?
It didn't work last time because I wanted to save her life.
This time, I used it without leaving any room, and beat her to the point of being knocked out of her wits.
Wen Shaoyi is already at the seventh level.
And she is only at the beginning of the sixth level.
No matter how you fight, there is no chance of winning.
In particular, Wen Shaoyi's strength far exceeds that of ordinary seventh-level powerhouses.
Today must be a fight to the death.
If her opponent is someone else, even if she is at the seventh level, she will not be afraid.
It just happened to be Wen Shaoyi.
After many days of friendship, it would be a lie to say that I am not sad now.
Gu Chunuan pointed his long sword, concentrated his sword moves, and cracked Wen Shaoyi's fairy sound formation with a bang.
"Go, leave now."
"master..."
"You won't be able to help much by staying, so leave quickly."
"Yes, I will go back to find help right away."
call out..
The floating light disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Wen Shaoyi didn't chase him either.
Find help...
Oh.
The night scene is cold and comatose.
The devil is lost.
Who else could he turn to?
All of her subordinates are Yi Yunfei's people.
After Fu Guang left, only Gu Chunuan and Wen Shaoyi were left in the barren mountain.
Gu Chunuan threw away the long sword in his hand, spread his hands, and smiled, "Nuo, how do you want to extract the soul? You can do it yourself."
Wen Shaoyi raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was thinking about what she wanted to do.
"You won't resist?"
"Is it useful? You came out to intercept and kill me today. Aren't you fully prepared?"
Wen Shaoyi,"..."
"It's about your eyes. According to time, as long as you insist on taking medicine, your eyes should be healed and you won't be able to remain blind."
"I threw away the medicine."
"Heh...it seems you really hate me and would rather be blind for the rest of your life than take the medicine I gave you."
Wen Shaoyi sat cross-legged, playing lightly with his bare hands, and the snow piano made a clear and sweet sound.
The soul-capturing mirror shrouded in mid-air suddenly emitted colorful lights, and a strong suction force firmly attracted Gu Chunuan.
Gu Chunuan's head hurt.
I just feel pain like being torn apart.
"If you want me to die, at least let me die so you understand why you hate me so much, right?"
"Hand over the yellow charm."
"Is it just because of the yellow charm?"
"The only thing to blame is that you are her. Even if you have not recovered all your memories, you are still her."
Gu Chunuan's mind was pounding.
What did the little butterfly say?
Is she Gu Chunuan?
How is this possible.
She and she are two completely different people.
"You have forgotten those memories, but I can't forget them. Gu Chunuan, you massacred my entire clan, killed my father, destroyed my mentor, tens of thousands of Tianfen clan lives, and you didn't even spare the infant babies.
.Have you ever thought about how you are going to repay these blood debts?"
The scene of the Tianfen tribe being massacred was deeply imprinted in the depths of Wen Shaoyi's mind.
As long as I think about it, it will be like being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, and life would be worse than death.
Wen Shaoyi's beautiful eyes reflected deep hatred.
This hatred almost completely overwhelmed him.
The movements of her hands became faster and faster, and she wanted to immediately pull out all of Gu Chunuan's soul, resurrect her, and torture her severely.