Allure Summoner

A gust of wind blew off the tulle on her face, revealing her delicate little face.

A pair of crystal-clear water curtains were inlaid on the palm-sized face, and the eyes were covered with frost and covered by curled eyelashes.

Her skin was abnormally white and transparent, as if she had stayed in a place where she hadn't seen the light for a long time.

She doesn't look outstanding, but she has a kind of charm and inexplicable attraction on her body, so you can easily notice her.

She is not coquettish and does not have the charm that people will be fascinated at the first sight, but she is like a clear spring, which can easily wash away the dust in the deepest part of her heart.

Mu Luoying looked at the familiar face in front of her, her eyes were full of horror.

She took several steps back one after another, staggered and fell to the ground because she retreated a little too hastily.

"Yingying, I treat you well!"

"Sister Qian, no, it's not me, it has nothing to do with me, it's Jun Qianchen, it's him, he..."

From the day Mu Luoying knew that Situ Qianqian was not dead, she couldn't sleep well.

I didn't expect to see it today, and it was still in this situation.

She didn't fuse with the body in front of her, so she couldn't display her strength, but the other party was already at the peak of the ninth order.

"He's dead, shouldn't you go with him too? He said that you are the one he really loves!"

Situ Qianqian's mood was always stable, and what he said seemed to be something completely irrelevant to her.

But everyone knows how deep the love must be to abandon the tribe for the sake of love.

At the beginning, she was the successor of Nether Valley, the undead summoner at the peak of the eighth rank, but with such a noble status, she fell in love with a mediocre child from a small family that did not even reach the fourth rank. How pure is this love.

For the one she loves, she carried her clansmen on her back, gave up her pride, and even preferred to share it with other women, as long as the man she loved was happy.

But in the end, it was a cup of poison.

With her strength, how could she not know that it was a cup of poison?At that time, her heart died and she swallowed with tears, but what she got in exchange was the most remote corner.

She didn't know how she woke up, but from the moment she crawled out of the mud and was picked up, her future life was destined.

"No, no, sister Qian, he loves you, and he loves you from the beginning to the end!"

Mu Luoying roared, and while she was in a daze for a moment, she turned around and threw herself into the passageway, the door of the passageway slammed shut.

Situ Qianqian's expression turned cold, and she condensed a wave of energy in her hand and slapped it on the stone door, but where is the tomb of the gods, how can she, a mere ninth-level human realm, destroy it?

"Yingying, you can't escape this time!"

Her hoarse voice kept echoing in this place, and her figure had disappeared in place.

People can kill at any time, but things wait for no one.

When the people behind the stone gate heard her voice, they couldn't help trembling violently.

She opened her hand and looked at the flame of soul jumping in her hand, and changed her original thoughts.

If she wants to survive, she needs strength.

She desperately needs the strength to be able to fight against people at the peak of the ninth rank. She can't kill Su Meier, she can only live together!

She palmed, and a black container appeared in the palm of her hand. She restrained her mind and began to condense her fingerprints.

She wants to awaken the hidden consciousness in Su Meier's soul first, and then use this black container to fuse the other party's soul with this body.