My princess is black

Chapter 1502 1539. See also the curse (9)

Su Wangchuan rubbed her eyes, looked again and again, the phantom was still clearly imprinted in front of her eyes, as if she was trying to tell the truth about her at high speed!
"Yan Ling, look over there, is there anything?" Su Wangchuan couldn't help but transmit the sound to Yan Ling.

Yan Ling raised his head expressionlessly, glanced at it, and responded with a sullen face, "My friend, there is nothing?"

Could it be?Was she the only one who saw the vision?Why?
Wait, that phantom weapon?Why so familiar?
She remembered that this weapon seemed to be similar in shape to Young Master Di's long sword?

In her memory, Young Master Di rarely used that weapon, and the number of times she had seen that weapon was not many, but every time, that weapon would bring her a different shock.

Su Wangchuan looked towards the altar again, the phantom had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared, but she still stood there blankly for a moment, not knowing what to do!

"Chenchuan... Chenchuan, what's wrong with you?"

"Dust River..."

Duanmubai's shout came from next to his ear, and Su Wangchuan finally came to his senses, and lowered his eyes to look at him, "What's wrong?"

"Chenchuan, what's wrong with you? Why have you been in a daze for so long?" Duanmubai couldn't help but leaned forward to help her feel her pulse.

"I'm fine." Su Wangchuan withdrew his hand, "I'll go over there to see, you go down first, it's a bit dangerous here."

Su Wangchuan wanted to take a look at the fire toad first. As for the previous illusion, Su Wangchuan felt that there was no need to get entangled. No matter what happened, she believed in the young master.

Doubt him... Impossible!

Abandoning him... There is no way!

Su Wangchuan looked around on the altar, and sure enough, the situation on the altar was similar to that of the Nether tribe. After observing enough, Su Wangchuan jumped off the altar and walked to Yanling's side, "Little Yanling, let's go first." Let's go back!"

To lift the Yan Clan's curse must require a powerful force, her strength is definitely not enough, even with the power of Little Flame Spirit, it may not be able to lift the curse, instead of wasting power, it is better to go back and recharge your batteries .

The Yan Clan is at least stronger than the Nether Clan, at least they can move around freely without hindering their lives!

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in the tribe.

The patriarch knelt in front of Yanling, "Young master, please save the Yan clan. If this curse is not lifted within three months, the Yan clan will be completely destroyed and burned to death."

Otherwise, he wouldn't be cruel enough to use his clansmen, he just had a little hope in his heart!
He heard that the curse of the Nether tribe had been completely lifted, and the curse of his Yan tribe must also be lifted, so he listened to the words of the priest!

If the matter becomes so serious, Su Wangchuan has the need to take care of it, not for anything else, she doesn't want Yan Ling to disappear in this world, this world is still so strange to him, he He hasn't had a good look around, hasn't studied hard, and he is not even a man or a woman, how can he be destroyed!
Yanling put on a handsome face, "I know about this matter, I will find a way, you are so annoying, you go down first!"

Hearing the words of the patriarch of the Yan Clan, Yanling was inexplicably agitated, maybe the word "destruction" was too serious, which made him feel suffocated!
After the patriarch of the Yan Clan left, Yan Ling looked at Su Wangchuan and asked very seriously: "Friend, this old man just said that my race will be destroyed, burnt to death, and disappear without a trace, you will miss me Is it?"

　【Ask for a ticket, ask for a monthly pass...】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)