Killer Crazy Concubine: Lock Soul Against Heaven

"It's not a bad thing. As long as the scorpion grows up a bit, the spiritual power in your body will lose some until you die."

Following the Yaohuang's words, Yuwen Luoshuang's entire figure stood still, motionless, looking at the constantly blooming manjusawa on the ground.As long as her spiritual power is gone, she will die in this place, and a different scene suddenly flashed in her mind, that is Feng Xinglang's constantly smiling face.

Yuwen Luoshuang stepped hard on the manjusawa next to her, and with her untied clothes, a burst of fragrance came to her nostrils. She never knew that manjusawa had such a cool breath.

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When Yuwen Luoshuang sighed, Feng Xinglang grabbed her wrist, and then cut her wrist with a soft blue silk sword.Following Yuwen Luoshuang's soft pain, Feng Xinglang cut his wrist, and then smiled at her.

Before Yuwen Luoshuang reacted, Feng Xinglang had already attached the two bloody wrists together. The strange thing was that the blood of the two people did not flow out, but they were drawn together according to the direction of the blood vessels in the wrists. Human blood blends into each other's bodies.

At this time, Feng Xinglang began to chant the mantra in a low voice, and with the movement of his mouth, a burst of colorful light began to appear around his body, that light seemed to cover the haze of the entire eastern continent.The strange thing is that the members of the Fengshang Sect outside the Eastern Continent have already felt the breath of Fengxing waves, and one after another went outside to look at the faint colorful light.

Yuwen Luoshuang felt a stabbing pain on his wrist, and suddenly raised his head, seeing Feng Xinglang who was still smiling slightly, he looked down at her very gently, and then made a silence with the other hand Actions.

At this point, Yuwen Luoshuang looked down at the tip of her shoes, and suddenly felt as if she had passed away, but she didn't speak, but just looked at Feng Xinglang's shoes in a blink of an eye.In the Longwu Empire, Feng Xinglang's figure is outstanding, and Yuwen Luoshuang's head only reaches his chin, so now she can see his chest even if she raises her head.

Looking at his heaving chest, Yuwen Luoshuang burst into a smile, but a helpless expression leaked from the corner of his mouth.Rao is that she came to this continent, and she began to communicate with life and death frequently, and often lived a life of fighting with death.There were many times when her life was hanging by a thread, and there were also many times when she was officially dead.

After a long time, she can still hear the sound of spells coming from Fengxinglang's mouth, but she will never understand it.Suddenly, a powerful barrier began to be set up around them, and suddenly, golden light burst out from the barrier.

The Demon Emperor who was standing on the side blocked his eyes with his hands preconditionally, but he still looked in their direction fixedly, and he didn't move his eyes away for a long time.As if it was a well-planned story and ending, the Demon Emperor looked at the scene unfolding in front of him in disbelief, and then squeezed the magic weapon in his hand fiercely.

As if completing a sacrificial ceremony, Feng Xinglang slowly put down his palm, and the scars on both of their hands healed instantly, without a trace of trace.The light around them gradually dimmed, but the manjusawa beside them grew more vigorously.