Now that it has been exposed, there is no need to hide it anymore!
"Chaos Art, Sacrifice to Heaven!"
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and suddenly three golden pillars fell from the sky! They hit Ao Sha directly!
It’s not over yet!
"Storm Dance!"
"The Great Desolate Prisoner's Finger!"
The wind was raging and the storm was filling the air! In the blink of an eye, the entire area of a hundred meters was swept up by the violent whirlwind! The demons who came to support only met each other and were torn into pieces, stained with blood on the ground!
Ling Xuewei Kunpeng's eyes, at the center of the whirlpool, the red light became weaker and weaker, became smaller and smaller, and finally... went out.
Soon, the storm dissipated, and the huge pit a hundred meters deep in the middle was turned into ruins! In the huge pit, Ao Sha's body was already dead, and Ling Xuewei's figure appeared in an instant, with a flash of cold light, and she slashed
Xia Ao Sha's head was sent into space.
Just treat it as a business trip.
"Bitch!!"
Suddenly the sky exploded with an angry roar, and Mo Linyuan arrived with his people! There was a flash of thunder, and they arrived in an instant!
Ling Xuewei suddenly turned around, her lips under the mask curled up coldly, and the next moment, she disappeared out of thin air.
Mo Linyuan missed it again! He was furious!
Another alien space!
This bitch! He actually dared to come back! He even killed one of his closest generals!
"Bitch! I will never let you go!!"
Bang!
Mo Linyuan smashed a stone wall more than ten feet high with one punch. His whole body was filled with terrifying demonic energy. For a time, all the demons did not dare to approach.
Unexpectedly, this person actually broke into the demon clan twice. Last time, he ruined the auction and caused great loss to the demon clan. This time... he actually killed Ao Sha!
That's the elder of the orc tribe!
Among the elders, no one dares to offend him! He is also the Demon Lord’s right-hand man!
This woman... is so fierce!
…
In a pavilion in the distance, the man who took this scene in his eyes flickered with a faint luster.
"master."
"Can you find out her identity?"
Shadow hesitated.
"What?" The air suddenly became cold.
"It's...Empress Fanxu."
silence.
After a moment, Di Qianjue said calmly, "Back off."
"yes."
The shadow disappears.
Unexpectedly, the demon clan and his party would meet Ling Xuewei.
Although the two adults have repeatedly ordered not to mention anything about this woman, the Holy Lord is now suspicious. I'm afraid...he can't hide it without telling her.
Di Qianjue stood at the window, his slender back almost blending into the night outside. At this moment, his warmth had faded, and he felt lonely and cold.
Suddenly, low laughter sounded.
But there is an endless chill.
It turns out that this woman did it on purpose yesterday at the auction house.
When did his eyesight deteriorate so much that he didn't even notice that she was a woman.
Woman, very good.
He actually dared to fool him, and his courage was exactly the same as in his dream.
Now, Di Qianjue was certain that the woman whose face he could not see clearly in his dream was Ling Xuewei.
Otherwise, he would not have felt inexplicably familiar when he first saw Ling Xuewei. Even though Ling Xuewei was heavily disguised at the time, Di Qianjue still recognized her.
It's just that he lost part of his memory and forgot what Ling Xuewei looked like. Now, the last piece of the puzzle was finally put together, and he found this woman.
Something was stirring in Di Qianjue's chest.
Somewhat anxious and impatient.
This feeling is strange and fresh, as if a place that has been empty for a long time has finally been filled.
Suddenly, the corner of his mouth raised a touching arc.
It was different from the sneers and ridicules of the past, but a real smile that seemed to come from the heart and was extremely joyful.
Woman, we will meet again.
…
Ling Xuewei suddenly felt heart palpitations in the space.
Soon, she was forgotten.
Because now she has no time to care about anything else.
In the battle just now, she had used a lot of big moves and drained all her spiritual energy. Now, she felt very uncomfortable.
I was so tired that I could barely open my eyes.
Drowsily, Ling Xuewei closed her eyes.
She seemed to be dreaming.
I dreamed about Ye Moyan, and I dreamed that Ye Moyan was back.
Ye Moyan was still dressed in black and handsome. He opened his arms to her and said softly, "Weier, come here."
"Ye Mo Yan..."
"Ye Mo Yan..."
"Wake up! Wake up quickly!"
Ling Xuewei suddenly opened her eyes and met Bai Ze's worried eyes.
"Bai Ze? Why are you here?"
"I sensed something strange in the space, so I came in to take a look. I found you unconscious on the ground, so I moved you into the Lingquan Pool. How do you feel now?"
Ling Xuewei moved, feeling heavy all over. At this moment, she suddenly discovered that the spiritual energy in her dantian was surging, and it gradually became violent. What was going on?
"I……"
Suddenly, a majestic aura rushed out from the dantian, directly flying Bai Ze away!
As the spiritual energy rioted, Ling Xuewei's bones all over her body creaked, and severe pain hit her. She subconsciously protected her stomach, "Bai Ze..."
"Xuewei, how are you? What happened? Why did the spiritual energy suddenly explode?" Bai Ze asked a series of questions as soon as he came.
Ling Xuewei gritted her teeth.
"I, I may be promoted..."
"What?!"
Bai Ze was struck by lightning, promoted? At this time? Like this?
The last time her spiritual energy was restored, Ling Xuewei's cultivation level not only did not retreat, but was raised to the third level of Martial Saint. This time, in just a few months, she was promoted to another level!
Bai Ze felt that this matter was somehow closely related to Xiaoli.
"But in your current condition...can you do it?" Bai Ze looked worried.
Ling Xuewei nodded.
Fortunately, it was just a small promotion and she didn't have to suffer the thunderstorm. Otherwise, she really wouldn't be able to bear it.
"I'll guard it for you," Bai Ze said.
Ling Xuewei sat in the stream, clasped her hands together, and began to channel the spiritual energy bit by bit. The muscles and veins were forcibly expanded by a strong air flow, from thin to large, so swollen that they seemed to burst at any time. The pain made her break out in cold sweat.
It's more uncomfortable than someone scratching your body with a knife.
Ling Xuewei was always worried about hurting the baby in her belly. The more this happened, the more she was in a dilemma and did not dare to use her full strength. But this often had the opposite effect.
Gradually, more and more cold sweat formed on her forehead, and her face became paler...
Bai Ze was watching anxiously, but he couldn't do much to help.
At this moment, there was a sudden pop and Xiaoli appeared.
She only appeared immediately when she sensed that her master was in danger. Suddenly, Xiaoli rushed into Ling Xuewei's dantian, and a shallow golden halo surrounded her, like a protective film, helping her suppress the rampant spiritual energy.
Ling Xuewei suddenly felt a warm flow of heat flowing out of her Dantian, gradually relieving the pain in her body. Soon, the pain disappeared. Because of the contract between the hearts, she knew that it was Xiaoli.
Next, with Xiaoli's help, Ling Xuewei began to run the spiritual energy again. By the end of the week, her back was soaked with sweat.
And time has passed a full half day.
In this way, two weeks, three weeks, ten weeks...seven days have passed in space.
