Chapter 59: The Little White Rabbit Shows Its Power
Chapter 59: The little white rabbit shows off its power
Bai Yijun walked away and was immersed in the singing.
For a long time, for a long time...
Drop your hands.
The singing that had never stopped stopped in an instant, and the entire mountain top became silent, which was a bit scary. I don’t know how long it took, but the stopped singing sounded again, like an oriole’s cry.
With a gentle and sad sadness, it makes people cry, echoing on this lonely peak...
Clouds and mist, deep.
There was silence between heaven and earth, as if only this sad song was humming slowly...
It wasn't until ten minutes later that she was interrupted by a roar like a wild beast. Bai Yijun suddenly stood up and stepped back ten feet. In front of her, Ye Chen, who had originally lost his life, had stood up with a violent and ferocious look on his face.
His eyes were red and bloodshot, staring at Bai Yijun with bloodthirsty.
Whose eyes does this face reflect?
Bai Yijun clasped his hands with her slender fingers, bit her lower lip gently, and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face. There was no trace of familiarity on that face. She was silent for a moment, and slowly raised her palm.
Stretch out and hold the sword hilt tightly.
Bang~!
The white snow divine sword was like a dragon swimming in ice and snow, suddenly unsheathed from behind. The sound of the sword resounded throughout the fields, shaking the heaven and earth, and even the mountain wind seemed to be cut into pieces and held breathless.
Bai Yijun held the Snow White Divine Sword in his hand and stared at "Lost Soul Ye Chen", his eyes flickered slightly, and finally he gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
The long sword is like a rainbow.
Head on, chop down.
The majestic sword energy, with its coldness, penetrated the void, tore the sky apart, and hit Ye Chen head-on.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped flowing.
The two people looked at each other from a distance.
Who shed tears in the end?
puff!
The sword energy, like ice and snow, crashed and exploded, and suddenly there was an invisible barrier in front of Ye Chen.
Bai Yijun couldn't help being stunned, sheathed the Snow White Sword, and looked at it.
Standing in front of Ye Chen, who was looking violent, was a small figure with a furry body, hair as white as snow, and two long ears. Who could it be if it wasn't a little white rabbit?
At this moment, the little white rabbit's black eyes turned slightly red, as if they were about to bleed. It grinned and stared at Bai Yijun, as if it was filled with deep hatred.
Bai Yijun was startled. She had seen this little white rabbit before and knew it was Ye Chen's pet. She didn't expect that this seemingly harmless little thing could have such great power and be able to withstand her attack!
You know, the sword energy just now, although it was struck at will, was still able to kill a powerful demigod!
Seeing that Bai Yijun didn't attack again, the little white rabbit glared at her, then turned around clumsily, charged up a little with its four little feet, rushed forward, and pounced on Ye Chen's neck, suddenly becoming a "lost soul"
Ye Chen fell to the ground.
The lost soul Ye Chen struggled a few times, but couldn't get away. His whole body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, making it difficult to move.
The little white rabbit lay on his chest, with a pair of sharp fangs extending from its mouth, biting into the chest of the lost soul Ye Chen. Its teeth were like sharp knives, piercing the skin of the lost soul Ye Chen in one fell swoop.
Two bloody holes appeared.
The strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of these two blood holes, only a faint black blood foam seeping out.
The little white rabbit's red eyes stared at the two small holes, seeming a little solemn. After a moment, it slowly opened its mouth wide, and from the roots of the sharp fangs, two golden light spots slowly appeared, along the tips of the teeth.
, dripping down and flowing in from the two small blood holes.
Bai Yijun looked at it with all his concentration, vaguely expecting something in his heart, and his expression was extremely nervous and cautious.
After a while, the lost soul Ye Chen, who was struggling wildly, suddenly stiffened, then closed his eyes, tilted his neck, and stopped moving.