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Chapter 1847 who are you

I saw the fallen leaves on the ground blooming like lotus flowers in an instant, and began to swirl and condense.

But the woman wearing a white robe and long black hair looked like a god who appeared from the sky stepping on a lotus. She gently stepped on the fallen leaves and floated to the ground.

At this time, she was wearing a white robe, and like the lotus flower, it emerged from the mud and remained unstained.

There was a holy aura all over his body.

With just one glance, Wu Zhi was stunned. Although the facial features of the person in front of him still looked like Aya, the aura on his body had changed.

Before, Aya looked a little dull, sometimes shrewd, sometimes crazy.

But now, not only does she have a holy aura all over her body, but there is also a deep wisdom in her eyes.

There is also a pride that comes from the depths of the soul.

This kind of arrogance is not based on status, it seems that he is born with it.

Although she stood in front of the crown, there was a natural sense of distance when she spoke.

Her voice was different from the Aya before, and it was also different from the Tamamo who had been hiding in the dark, waiting for opportunities.

She is neither dull nor hoarse.

It is like a burst of mist blowing out from the mountains, it is ethereal and elegant, and at the same time it can directly reach people's psychology.

When she looked at Wu Zhi, her eyes gradually revealed a complex look that shouldn't have been there.

She said: "Wu Zhi, I still hate you in my heart, but at the same time, I want to thank you."

"All the hatred between you and me in the past, I hope that from this moment on, like the fallen leaves under my feet, they will fly away as soon as possible, turn into powder, and the dust will settle."

At the same time as the voice of the person in front of her fell, the leaves under her feet were pulled by some kind of force, and began to spiral around her quickly around the leaves.

When it flew to the left and right sides of her shoulders, it was shattered into countless dust by some invisible force, and then scattered around.

Just this hand made Wu Zhi secretly swallow his saliva.

Damn it, how did I manage to offend such a terrible woman?

Moreover, Wu Zhi was a little puzzled. He wanted to ask how he had offended her.

The person in front of him seemed to want to tear him apart, and Wu Zhi could feel the hatred the other person had for him.

It was not as strong as when Aya yelled at him to kill him.

It was obvious that she really seemed to have let go of this dust.

"It's good to put it down. Once you put it down, you don't have to fight or kill."

Wu Zhi chuckled at the side, but the other party suddenly stretched out his hand, tapped Wu Zhi lightly from the air with a slender finger.

"Bang!"

This Wu Zhi is like being placed on a human cannon.

Suddenly, "Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

It forms a straight line and flies through the air at extremely high speeds.

In this straight line, all the vegetation and tree trunks were smashed to pieces by Wu Zhi.

In the end, the people nearby only saw Wu Zhi hitting a straight road.

At the end of the road was a cliff. Wu Zhi's whole body fell on the rock wall of the cliff, and a big depression was made!

The black and white were so unusual that I suddenly took a breath of air. Is this still a human being?

Isn’t this too strong!?

Even the King of Ghosts can't do it!

Zhao Fuxi stretched out her hand and pulled Bai Qianqian's sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Is Wu Zhi not dead?"

Bai Qianqian snorted coldly: "It would be better if this kind of person dies, so that he will not continue to harm others."

Leng Wushuang was like a thousand-year-old iceberg, staring at the woman in front of him who didn't even know her name.

The hand she showed just now shocked even Leng Wushuang himself.

She asked: "Who are you?"

Aya was born extremely beautiful, but now she was wearing a white robe, and there was a touch of charm in her holiness.


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