Ling Xuewei didn't know how affectionate the man's eyes were under her invisible sight.
Nether Split Sky stared at Ling Xuewei for a moment, as if unwilling to look away for a moment.
He was so greedy that he seemed to want to imprint her current appearance deeply in his mind and engraved it into his soul.
Never fade away.
"Weiwei..."
A faint voice sounded. It was obviously the same voice, but it gave people completely opposite feelings.
Warm, lingering, missing, affectionate.
But Ling Xuewei couldn't hear it at this moment.
And this call happened to fall into Sheng Haomiao's ears!
He looked at Netherworld Split Sky in shock, as if thinking of something incredible, his eyes suddenly opened and his lips trembled!
But in the blink of an eye, everything disappeared!
Nether Split Sky suddenly covered his head, and the aura around him changed again!
When he opened it again, the warm breath was gone, and he turned back into the cold and evil Dark Emperor.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Sheng Haomiao would have almost thought that all this was an illusion!
No!
He knew in his heart that it was definitely not an illusion!
Such familiar eyes, familiar tone... so similar...
Sheng Haomiao's heart suddenly beat violently.
But...how is that possible?
A Yan is obviously dead, how could he appear here?
He is really crazy.
He was not the only one who was crazy. Although Netherworld Split Sky temporarily lost consciousness, he still had the memory of that period.
To think that that person could deprive him of consciousness by relying on the remaining soul in his body...
Nether Split Sky's face looked very ugly.
Others don't know it, but in fact, ever since he fused the soul of Gongsun Yan, a trace of that person's consciousness has always remained in his body.
Originally, he thought he had completely eliminated it after the last time, but he didn't expect it to come out again!
Even though he is already dead, he can still be controlled!
Thinking of what he had just done with this body, Youming Splitian's face turned ferocious.
Nether Split Sky grabbed Ling Xuewei's slender neck and lifted her up!
This woman had such a great influence on 'him' that she even made him break through the shackles of his soul at all costs!
This has to make Netherworld Split Sky fearful.
Moreover, Nether Split Sky felt that the person's emotions remained in his body, especially if he made any harmful move to this woman, there would be a faint tingling sensation in his chest.
It was obviously his body and his soul, but after only staying in that person's body for a few years, he completely surrendered to him. This was something he could not tolerate no matter what!
Netherworld Split Sky couldn't tolerate this body's reaction to this woman.
Therefore, Ling Xuewei must die!
The Nether Sky-Splitting Hands suddenly tightened!
Brutally.
The neck in the palm is so slender and tender that it seems like it will break with just a little force.
Shockingly fragile.
Nether Split Sky suddenly became excited and realized that he was once again affected by the emotions in his body!
Violence burst out in his eyes, this time, there will be no mercy!
Suffocation came, and Ling Xuewei could almost feel that her bones were about to be crushed.
Death is so close.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Silver light struck, sending the Netherworld Sky-Splitting Bullet flying out.
Ling Xuewei felt her neck loosen, and then her body fell like a kite with its string broken.
In mid-air, someone caught her.
A faint fragrance like magnolia comes over you.
This smell is somewhat familiar.
But Ling Xuewei couldn't remember whose it belonged to.
She couldn't help but think about it, and darkness swept over her.
"Oh, woman, only at this time can you stay in my arms obediently..."
A low and elegant voice sounded like a sigh.
It's just that Ling Xuewei can no longer hear it at this moment.
…
Nether Split Sky stabilized his figure in the air and looked at the man who suddenly appeared. His usually arrogant face finally changed.
"Look, who is that?!"
The movement here quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding people.
The man who suddenly appeared was dressed in silver robe, low-key and noble.
His body is as long and slender as a bamboo, and his breath is pure and noble, just like a banished immortal.
It's just that the whole body's demeanor is like stepping down from the altar. The calmness secretly contains sharpness and strength, and even carries unspeakable danger.
Especially those eyes, which are silver-gray, warm and tinged with a hint of enchantment.
With the majesty and magnanimity of an absolutely strong man, people dare not look directly at him.
Gu Yunqing looked at the visitor and gasped, "Could that be..."
"Buddha, Holy Lord, Emperor Qianjue."
Di Jian recognized the person because he had seen this person in the surveillance footage sent back by Xuewei.
In the entire Middle Earth, this person is the only one who can be on an equal footing with the Night Emperor.
Of course, there are very few people who have seen Di Qianjue's true face with their own eyes, and Di Jian happens to be one of these very few.
Di Jian knew that there was some entanglement between this man and Ling Xuewei, but how could he appear here at this time?!
What does he want to do to Xiao Wei'er?
"Look! Why do so many spiritual beasts suddenly appear!"
With a loud shout, countless dark figures appeared in the sky.
It turned out that before I knew it, the sky had been surrounded by countless holy beasts.
Di Jian understood. He thought this was the Buddha's army of holy beasts.
Netherworld Split Sky looked at this scene with a gloomy face, he was so close to killing that woman!
But in the end, he was interrupted by this man!
"The Lord Buddha is here, what's the point? I and you have always been in harmony with each other, so why do you want to ruin my good deeds?"
The competition between the superiors is calm and turbulent.
Suddenly, there was thunder and lightning, and sparks flew everywhere.
"I took this woman away."
Di Qianjue's voice was calm and without any ripples, as if he was saying something ordinary.
You Ming Split Sky's eyes darkened, and then he suddenly smiled, with a hint of evil, "Oh? The Holy Lord is also interested in this woman? I have heard that you have some grudges with her, but I never thought that you would do it for such a woman.
Traveling thousands of miles and going through so much trouble."
The blood pupils swept across the dense army of holy beasts, and a violent aura flashed deep inside.
"If you say it's a huge investment, compared to the Dark Emperor, I can't compare to you."
The corpses of the densely packed ghost clan numbered not one hundred thousand, but eighty thousand.
"Oh, I am interested in something in the hands of this woman, but she is unwilling to submit. I can only use some methods, which will inevitably go too far and make the Holy Lord laugh."
"It seems to be something extraordinary that makes the Dark Emperor interested. I shouldn't say anything more, but this woman... has different meanings to me, and I really can't give in to her. I'm afraid I will disappoint the Dark Emperor."
"What does this mean, Holy Lord?"
Nether Split Sky's face suddenly darkened.
"Dark Emperor, don't be anxious, because I haven't had time to tell the world yet..."
The emperor's jade-like hand brushed Ling Xuewei's white wrist, and a sparkling bracelet came into view.
Under the light and shadow, it shines like stars.
Seeing this scene, Netherworld Split Sky's pupils shrank.
