The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 2058

It's just that the color seems to be a little bit "faded".

The original bright red was somewhat dull.

Leng Wuyou's brows are cold.

So is this a provocation from the man behind when he saw her attack?
Leng Wuyou's expressionless face became colder and colder. With a slight movement of his fingertips, a drop of scarlet blood fell directly into the center of the rune.

In an instant, a blood-colored ray of light lit up in the entire room, flickered a few times, and the blood-colored ray of light disappeared into the rune. The rune, which seemed to have faded, was dyed scarlet again, and the color was even brighter than before. bright.

Just like the radiant blood jade gem, people can't move their eyes away, and people dare not look directly for fear of hurting their eyes.

"Well, it was discovered."

In the dark basement, there was a person sitting cross-legged, a large black robe wrapped his whole body in it, and the hood covered most of his face, only his pale jaw and blood-stained lips were exposed.

The blood color formed a stark contrast with his pale skin, giving people a very strong visual impact, making people seem a bit bloodthirsty inexplicably.

Under his body is a circular pattern drawn in blood, and the traces of blood, like the veins, seem to have blood swimming in it.

And there were three small black flags planted around him, and the flags fluttered and fluttered without wind.

And there was a name engraved on the flag. While the flag was flying, the name kept shaking with the waving of the flag, but the name on it could be seen clearly, it was indeed "Spiritual Wood".

And in front of him was a small porcelain vase, in which a transparent spirit body was struggling, as if trying to escape from it, but it couldn't get out no matter what.

It's like fighting a trapped beast.

"you say……"

The black-robed man moved his fingertips and poked the small porcelain vase in front of him, "Since your Ling family is a declining family, you should obediently be a declining small family, why? The selection conference, still want to stand up?"

"So, Lingmu, you can't blame me for the way you are now. I can only say that you asked for it yourself."

The tone of the man in black became more and more icy. The transparent spirit in the porcelain bottle seemed to be very angry as it struggled continuously.

"Angry? Hehe, what should I do? Even if you are angry, you can't do anything to me, you can only be angry with yourself."

The words of the man in black sounded gentle, but there was no lack of provocation and complacency inside.

The life soul belonging to Lingmu in the porcelain vase was so angry that it seemed that smoke was rising from the top of his head. He stared fiercely at the person in front of him, wishing to tear him apart.

But now he doesn't have that ability at all, he is trapped in this porcelain bottle and can't get out.

Lingmu clenched his fist tightly, once again feeling disgusted by his own powerlessness.

The man in black glanced at him, put the small porcelain bottle into the storage ring casually, and left the secret room directly. As soon as he came out, his original black robe had changed a different color.

The hood that originally covered most of his face was gone, revealing his handsome face.

If the head of the Ling family was there, he would definitely be able to recognize him. He was Bai Zhi who went to the Ling family that day and informed the Ling family that he could not participate in the selection meeting.

Just as Bai Zhi walked out, a cloud of black mist suddenly faced him. He had no time to dodge. The whole body was directly hit by the black mist in the chest, and hit the wall with such force that it even collapsed the wall. , For a while, the dust filled the air.

"Ahem, who is looking for death!"

Bai Zhi clutched his chest and kept coughing, coughing up a mouthful of blood. His face was instantly dark, and his original white clothes were stained with dust and blood. to the face.

"I think it's you who is looking for death!" An angry voice came to his ears, and this familiar voice made Bai Zhi's body stiffen.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wuju. This subordinate didn't know that it was Mr. Wuju just now. It was a slip of the tongue. Please punish Mr. Wuju."

(End of this chapter)