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Chapter 1562

Xin Xuerou lowered her eyes, looked at her palms, her expression turned cold.

"You're right, I'm scared." Xin Xuerou slowly raised her head and looked at him, her eyes seemed to be reminiscing about something, half resentment and half love.

A huge white peony blossomed out of her palm, and the rich fragrance of the flower condensed into a thread, heading towards Zhangtan.

Di Kongxuan didn't make a choice, which means he disdains choices.

Since he disdains, there is no room for negotiation, Xin Xuerou plans to ruin Duanmuyi at all costs.

At this time, Di Kongxuan had to protect Duanmuyi with all his strength, and prevent Zhangtan's lightning from falling on her. What other means could he have to resist the blow of a strong Nascent Soul Stage?

He has.

A figure blocked the only way for the scent of flowers.

Xin Xuerou stood on the bank of the Zhangtan Lake, looking at the black figure hanging in the air, she slowly clenched her fists.A ray of floral fragrance landed on Di Kongxuan's chest like a sharp arrow.

Her eyes were sad and cold, as if betrayed by someone she loved deeply.

It's a pity that Di Kongxuan doesn't love her.

He loved her sister for 200 years, and would rather spend these 200 years alone with a memory than give her his eyes.

Obviously when the young girl first met, she had the upper hand, but she was also the one who lost in the end.

Now he finally doesn't love her sister anymore, but fell in love with the trash who was expelled from the house by the Duanmu family. Now, this trash has grown up at an incredible speed, from the point where she can be crushed to death with a single finger, to become A strong enough to threaten her.

Xin Xuerou was really afraid, she was afraid that her growth rate would be too astonishing, and one day she would be beyond her reach.

Now that she has lost emotionally, Xin Xuerou will not allow Duanmuyi to grow up again.

Let her become a waste, or simply, let her die.

So Xin Xuerou made a very simple decision, she raised her finger.

That ray of floral fragrance wrapped in strong unwillingness turned into slender and sharp silver needles and pierced into Di Kongxuan's robe.But that's all, the silver needle was sticking to his skin, and it couldn't penetrate even an inch.

The body-protecting aura of a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse can effectively block the attacks of powerhouses of the same level, not to mention that Di Kongxuan's real cultivation has reached the Transformation Stage, and his physical strength cannot be underestimated. A mere silver needle , can't break his defense.

So he dared to stop him with his body.

Xin Xuerou was not surprised either, she didn't think that she could seriously injure Di Kongxuan just by relying on this scent of flowers.

From the beginning to the end, what she wanted to do was to distract Di Kongxuan's attention, and then without having to do it herself, the thunder from Zhangtan and the last third thunder from heaven could torture Duanmuyi to death.

Sure enough, although Dikongxuan's body-protecting spiritual energy was generated spontaneously, it still made Dikongxuan's protecting Duanmuyi's spiritual energy a little weaker. A ray of lightning was generated from the empty space on Zhangtan, and crashed towards Duanmuyi.

Duanmuyi looked at the approaching thunder, his eyes were firm to the extreme, and he even gave birth to some contempt.

Compared with the two tribulation thunders just now, this thunderbolt is nothing at all.

She raised her wrist, stepped on the void under her feet, and jumped up. The Seven Treasure Blade drew a beautiful arc, and fell silently in the air, cutting the lightning bolt in half.

Practitioners in the Nascent Soul stage have the primary power to fight against heaven and earth, and this is just the beginning.

Duanmuyi fell back to the spiritual power that Dikongxuan supported her, and turned to look at Dikongxuan with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)