The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 786 Falling into a Dream (3)

——kill the devil!
Xie Wanrong sneered, and didn't have any more words with Luo Xun.

With a wave of her hand, the gate of the palace was closed, and Luo Xun was cut off from the gate.

"Devil demon?" Xie Wanrong repeated softly, shaking his head and laughing, after a while, he calmed down his thoughts and walked quickly to Su Jing's side.

Now the wound on Su Jing's body has almost healed, but her complexion has gradually turned pale.

Thinking that he, a majestic demon king, has fallen to such a point, and he has no strength to restrain a chicken.

The Purple Jade Seven Absolute Whip seemed to be spiritual, covered with golden light, the more he struggled, the tighter it was.

Seeing Xie Wanrong come back with great difficulty, he lost his temper and closed his eyes, "What the hell are you trying to do...kill me? You don't want to."

Holding the dagger, Xie Wanrong continued to stroke his arms and thighs, and then squatted down. Every time the knife cut his body, Xie Wanrong had full courage, because she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it. , couldn't help but burst into tears.

She took a deep breath and nodded: "You're right, I really don't want to kill you."

Her golden eyes are like a sea, "However, it's still worthwhile to relieve my anger."

This time, Xie Wanrong increased his strength, and even condensed a layer of supernatural power into the blade.

After several times of stabbing, coupled with the erosion of Tiangong's aura in the God Realm, Su Jing's complexion became pale, he gasped, and even his eyelids gradually became heavy.

Xie Wanrong's hands were already stained with blood, she looked at Su Jing's heavy eyelids, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Combined with divine power, coupled with the erosion of air, tormented for two full hours, continuous bloodletting to heal and bloodletting, Su Jing could no longer hold on.

She probed aloud: "Su Jing?"

Su Jing responded in a muffled voice without raising her eyes.

Xie Wanrong knew that Su Jing's consciousness had been exhausted by her.

She hastily made a formula, separated a ray of her own consciousness, probed the black line on his forehead, and rushed into his consciousness.

What came into view was an endless darkness, Xie Wanrong stood here, as if he had fallen into an infinite abyss.

"Ah Hwan?"

"Ah Hwan!"

She kept shouting, in the endless darkness, there was no one around, only her voice echoed in the darkness.

There is no response.

Xie Wanrong was a little anxious, it was impossible, with Qi Jinghuan's soul and his consciousness, it was impossible for Su Jing to completely suppress him.

Could it be that the consciousness of the two of them really merged completely?

Xie Wanrong's heart shrank suddenly, no... no!

She shook her head desperately, she believed in Qi Jinghuan, she shouted in a hoarse voice: "Ah Huan! Ah Huan! Qi Jinghuan!"

Xie Wanrong slid down slowly and squatted down, tears could no longer be held back drop by drop.

She didn't want to believe it.

This is impossible!

But in this consciousness, no one responded to her at all.

Xie Wanrong stood up sadly, standing in the darkness, suddenly a cold palm covered her soft lips, Xie Wanrong's eyes widened in surprise.

"Wan'er." A familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Xie Wanrong's body stiffened in an instant, she was sure that the person standing behind her was Qi Jinghuan, and she was sure of it just by saying "Wan!"

Xie Wanrong held back his tears, and he had already let go of his palm.

She immediately turned around and fell into the deep purple vortex, she knew that Qi Jinghuan would not disappear!

He is still there!
(End of this chapter)