Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 331 Why Are You So Difficult To Chase! (2)
"Yeah yeah"

"However, I'm surprised. Isn't that man also in the realm of a peak god, but why does he seem to be much stronger than that damned old guy?" While everyone was afraid of Lou Junyan, more What is doubtful.

"Who knows this"

"Don't think about it, it's not something we can say nonsense." Someone wiped his neck with a smile.

It was almost dusk, and the disciples of the four major families, under the command of Ling Qingtian and others, were orderly packing up the follow-up matters.

In the end, the great battle waged by the Holy Church came to an end with the dramatic result of the entire army of tens of thousands of elite mystics being annihilated.

The foundations of the four major families were destroyed a lot, but under Tian Yeyun's vigorous maintenance and Ling Wushuang's timely return, the disciples and elders of the four major families did not suffer much damage.

The sky is full of stars and the moon is in the sky.

In the east of the capital, every house is closed, even the Nangong royal family is completely out of it, for fear of getting into trouble, but just such a momentum has left an indelible mark on everyone's hearts.

The entire eastern capital was in a mess, with dilapidated traces everywhere, and it was almost completely destroyed by Ling Wushuang's monstrous rage of killing the temple army.

The stars are scattered in the dark sky, and a white line has faintly jumped out of the sky.

In the main house of the Ling family, the lake light is in the morning breeze, rippling with shallow microwaves, and the willows are hanging down, surrounded by high and low buildings, which are well arranged.

In a simple yet chic room, on a soft soft couch, Lou Junyan bent one knee, leaned sideways, and wrapped her arms around the slender waist of a woman in a white quilt, protecting her in his arms.

Ling Wushuang's entire face was buried in Lou Junyan's broad chest, only a white forehead could be vaguely seen touching Lou Junyan's chin, and his slender hands and ten fingers were still holding him tightly. With the hem of his clothes, tiredness exuded all over his body, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The black hair and dark red hair are intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish between you and me. They are scattered on the pure-color soft couch, and in the dim light flickering, a beautiful poppy flower blooms.

"Um--"

I don't know how long it took, Ling Wushuang frowned, and almost at the same time, a pair of dark red eyes opened abruptly, stained with the usual cold light, as deep as a bottomless black hole, but in the next second, Seeing the little head of the woman in front of her chest, her eyes softened almost imperceptibly, but the sharp luster was still hard to hide.

"Are you awake?" Lou Junyan's voice was hoarse with the magnetism of just waking up, and it was as mellow as fine wine that had been brewed for a thousand years.

Ling Wushuang tugged at his skirt, eyes still closed, with pretty long eyelashes, leaving a row of thin light shadows under the eyelids, and finally, like a lazy cat that hasn't woken up, arched Jun Yan with his head Broad chest, lingering awake.

The blue hair on the top of her head slipped across Lou Jun's sharp chin, causing him to chuckle in a low voice.

"Why did you come?" Ling Wushuang's voice came out leisurely.

It came so timely, and just in time for her life to be in danger, there is no such coincidence in this world.

Lou Junyan's thin red lips hooked up, and he held Ling Wushuang's waist with both hands, letting her lean up, just in time to meet her and slowly opened her clear eyes with a trace of sleepiness, his tone was still that Gang is domineering and direct, "I naturally have a way"

Ling Wushuang frowned, not knowing what he thought of, raised his hand to wipe the center of his brows, and his eyes lit up.

Seeing her expression, Lou Junyan knew that she had probably guessed it. After a dumb smile, he said slowly: "That day, when you left, you left a soul imprint in your sea of ​​consciousness. Use a force to block it in the depths of your sea of ​​consciousness."

"Soul mark?" Ling Wushuang pursed his lips.

Is it the soul fragment that wants to be connected with the power of life?This is not what she can touch with her current strength.

Lou Junyan turned his dark eyes lightly, lifted the cuffs of the black robe pierced with gold threads, leaned on his bent knees, and raised his hands and feet with a laziness, "Whenever there is a strong external force that collides with the seal, I can feel where you are all the time."

"No wonder..."

Ling Wushuang pursed her lips, in the Dark Temple, outside the Qingyun Mountains, in the Tiangang killing formation... There were several times when she was hit by a powerful external force, in the sea of ​​consciousness, it seemed Something was loose, but in the end it didn't break.

And now, this seal seems to be broken, so...

Afterwards, Lou Junyan slowly uttered a sentence, which solved the doubts in Ling Wushuang's heart, "That power can be touched by a pinnacle saint of the ninth rank, but it can only be broken by at least the quasi-king rank."

He understands her heart, and understands Wushuang's arrogance even more. He can silently wait for her to walk towards him little by little, and allow her to explore and explore through dangerous experiences... But, he absolutely does not allow her to hurt. And life!

He didn't want Wushuang to know, but he didn't expect that even the seal barrier of the quasi-king rank could be broken.

"Quasi-king rank" Ling Wushuang nodded slowly.

That is to say, before, even if she was just a low-level saint, without the realm of a ninth-rank peak god, even if she could be injured, her life would not be hurt at all!

And just now, Yi Qian's quasi-king blow completely exceeded the range that the seal could bear, so the seal was broken, and the force that rushed out at the end protected her, and at the same time, it also caused the soul fragments sealed in it to be affected. Vibration, so... Jun Yan felt the shattering of the soul imprint, so he could rush there.

Lou Junyan put his arms around the woman in his arms, sighed almost invisibly, and said lightly, with a little helpless smile, "You, I haven't been away for a long time, and your ability to cause trouble has only increased. "

He felt the touch of the power of the gods more than once. This little guy really dared to break into a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

"Isn't it because you're here?" Ling Wushuang burst out laughing, his voice was firm, and his expression was rarely rascally.

Lou Junyan was stunned. Hearing such firm words, his heart, which had been silent for a long time, twitched again. Then he raised his head and laughed comfortably, and there was a deep light in his dark eyes.

What kind of ability does this little guy have? Just a simple sentence can speak to his heart.

Ling Wushuang curled her lips into a smile. Although it is not a good thing for her to rely on someone, if she relies too much, she will never be able to make progress, but it feels good to let herself be lazy occasionally.

Ling Wushuang grabbed Lou Junyan's hand, interlocking his fingers, the light in his clear eyes was as bright as stars.

She is also very fortunate that there is such a person who she can rely on, and she will hold on to it firmly, heaven and hell, and never let go!

(End of this chapter)