Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 708 Surprise! (2)
The silver-robed old man was so startled that his heart trembled, but his reaction was not slow at all. At the moment when the two figures separated, he gave a low drink, and waved his hand, and a palm like thick black ink blasted out, instantly smashing the roaring The deep hole is closed.

Suddenly, there was a dead silence.

"Bump!"

With two soft sounds, the figures of Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan appeared.

"Are you a fool, you don't know the danger!"

As soon as Ling Wu's feet touched the ground, he still hadn't stood still, and when he opened his mouth to the people around him, there was a burst of gnashing of teeth, and his slender fingers grabbed Lou Junyan's arm tightly, and his heart was still beating irregularly and violently.

She is not afraid of death, and she has never been afraid of death, but she is most afraid that something will happen to the person she loves!

Lou Junyan's dark eyes became deeper and deeper. He stared down at the crazy woman in front of him. He was silent for a long time before he slowly hugged her into his arms, sighed, and said a word in a hoarse voice, "Wushuang, you are my life."

He, Lou Junyan, is not afraid of the sky and the earth, but he is afraid that there is no woman named Ling Wushuang in this world.

Not the most gorgeous love words, but the most sincere feelings.

Ling Wushuang's body froze suddenly, and she opened her mouth to bite Lou Junyan's shoulder firmly, feeling moved in her heart.

She understands, how could she not understand this man.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, two figures, one white and one black, hug each other tightly.

Lou Junyan frowned suddenly, and his voice sank suddenly, "From now on, don't do this."

Feng Shui took turns, and at this time, it was Lou Junyan's turn to make trouble.

Ling Wushuang's body froze slightly, and she was speechless for a while, so she just buried herself in Lou Junyan's arms and did not raise her head. However, at such a dangerous time, keeping Junyan safe was the most direct reaction in her mind.

"You must hold my hand tightly, you know." Lou Junyan seemed to sigh in a low voice, quite helplessly.

"Yeah." Ling Wushuang hummed, and nodded sullenly in his arms.

Afterwards, the white and slender green hands and the slender fingers were tightly intertwined and never separated.

This piece of sky has a slightly gray color, dark clouds are rolling over, and above the ground, red and scorched sand is densely packed. Although the breath of death is still strong, it can be clearly felt that with the complete silence of the dark phantom hall, it disappears here. In this space, the dead energy is rapidly receding and dissipating.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The louder coughing sound rang in the ears of the two of them.

"cough--"

The silver-robed old man clenched his fists around his mouth, coughed a few times, looked at the sky and the ground, with an inexplicably funny expression on his face, and his old face was slightly red.

Ling Wushuang raised his head from Lou Junyan's arms, looked at the silver-robed old man, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, suppressed the smile in his heart, straightened his face, and said very respectfully, "Thank you, my lord. "

This old man is extremely powerful, and his identity is probably not ordinary, and he seems to know a lot, even if he is so stubborn that he can't pry his mouth open, it really pissed her off.

"Humph!"

The old man in the silver robe shook his sleeve robe and hummed inexplicably, not appreciative at all.

His stern eyes glanced back and forth between the two, and finally, he paused when he landed on Lou Junyan. He frowned strangely, but he didn't say a word.

Ling Wushuang raised his brows slightly, and exchanged a glance with Lou Junyan, his expression twisted slightly.

"Hurry up and get out of here, the Dark Illusory Palace is already silent, there are already ruins left here, don't think about that thing." The silver-robed old man pursed his lips, and finally, looking up at Mo Kong, he seemed to sigh heavily "If it is possible, I really hope it will never be born again."

The Heavenly Tomb is actually the area affected by the appearance of the Dark Illusory Palace. If the Dark Illusory Palace sinks and disappears, this area is just an ordinary space that has been invaded by death energy, and it has no meaning.

Such a situation is somewhat similar to the formation of the Arctic Ice Field when the Ice Temple descended.

Ling Wushuang's eyebrows twitched slightly, but, do you hope it will never be born?Why?
Ling Wushuang's eyes were deep, and he couldn't understand what the old man said to himself. He always felt that there was a big unknown secret hidden in the tomb in the sky. Yarn, looming, makes people completely confused.

Ling Wushuang pursed her lips, and when she was about to ask, the silver-robed old man waved his sleeves as if he knew what she wanted to say, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go, it's not the time for you to know these things. "

Perhaps, there will be that day, but how much he hopes that that day will never come.

"Your Majesty!"

The hurried voice came from afar.

Lou Junyan stared at the old man's eyes slightly away, looking at a group of people coming quickly from a distance, his dark eyes narrowed slightly.

"Your Majesty, Princess!"

Yunchen hurried to Lou Junyan and Ling Wushuang with anxious expressions, and after looking them up and down, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The noise just now was really frightening. The energy riot quickly shrunk more than half of the black land and the real space. It must be a sign that the Tianzhong Tomb will be silent and the Dark Illusory Palace will disappear.

However, looking at it like this, the king and the princess came out in time, luckily.

"nothing."

Yunchen was very anxious, and then several black figures who rushed over quickly lined up in front of Lou Junyan. The tense face of the sword slave also had obvious differences when he saw Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan. lax.

"It's okay." Ling Wushuang also smiled at everyone, "But I almost couldn't get out."

Even though he had come out safely, Ling Wushuang still remembered those weird things inside, and thinking about it gave him a chill down his spine.

Yunchen's heart skipped a beat, and the expression on his gentle face instantly turned serious. Judging from Ling Wushuang's teasing tone, he already guessed that the Dark Illusion Palace is really not that easy to break into.

"Humph!"

He snorted faintly in dissatisfaction, not knowing where it came from.

Under the extreme worry, Yunchen focused all his attention on Lou Junyan and Ling Wushuang. Hearing this voice, he noticed the old man in silver robes, and he was slightly stunned. , said quickly, "Who is this Venerable?"

Smart as Yunchen, even with a simple glance, one can guess that this old man is not simple from the extraordinary aura that is all over his body.

Ling Wushuang's eyes dimmed slightly, and then he said quietly, "It's a pity, I didn't even see the shadow of that thing, I don't know if there will be another chance in the future, and I don't know when the Tianzhong Tomb will appear next time. "

While speaking, Ling Wushuang's eyes still glanced vaguely at the silver-robed old man.

(End of this chapter)