The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1967 Take away the spiritual root of others and use it for yourself

The voices of opposition bear the brunt of the factions who came to Lingtian to participate in the century-old competition.

blockade?

No one is allowed in or out?
Their first reaction was that Ling Tian's wolf was ambitious to massacre Ling Tian from all factions.

Watchful and vigilant.

"We're here for the Ling Tian Grand Competition, not to go to jail."

"Even if you, Ling Tian, ​​are the number one faction, you can't make such a decision!"

"Except for not leaving Lingtian City, everything else remains the same."

It cannot be explained to these people, nor can it be explained that this is the only way.

Looking at those crazy and stupid people, Xun Zun's face was cold, "Strictly investigate all the furnaces in Lingtian City."

"Once it is discovered, destroy it all."

After finishing speaking, he left directly. The various factions wanted an explanation, why the blockade did not allow them to leave, but they did not get a response.

After finding out that the demon god was in Ling Tian, ​​all ethnic groups and walks of life raised their vigilance.

After waiting for several years, they can continue to wait.

Until the demon god is killed.

The appearance of the demon god represents the light of the world.

It must be removed!

The Luding Pavilion incident broke out, and all of Ling Tian's secrets were wiped out.

This incident caused quite a stir.

Everyone in Lingtian City is discussing.

At this time, Shiling who left with Qingqing had already arrived at Lingtian.

He didn't send it to the fourth peak, and walked directly to the mansion of the first peak with his arms in his arms.

Qingqing squatted on the bed, curled up into a ball, with a dull expression.

Seeing that the agile person in the past has become like this, Shi Ling approached softly, "Qingqing is fine."

"Forget about it and act like it never happened."

Qingqing raised her eyes slightly, and the image of the second floor of the Luding Pavilion flooded into her mind, she immediately turned pale and lay down retching.

That unsightly scene not only completed the fear, but also caused a lot of psychological trauma.

"Qingqing." Shi Ling's expression changed, and he patted his back quickly.

Qingqing grabbed Shi Ling's hand, and stared at Shi Ling with red eyes red from retching, her eyes were full of determination, "It's okay, I'm fine."

"it is good."

Shi Ling nodded, Qingqing hugged Shi Ling silently, just hugging him quietly.

"Okay, it's okay, it was a nightmare."

Shi Ling patted his back to comfort him, speaking softly.

"Yes, it's a nightmare." Makes people sober.

It is absolutely impossible to pin your hope of living on others.

How can we have spiritual roots?

"Brother Shiling, I want to take a break."

"Okay." Shiling let go of Qingqing and let her sleep on his own bed, "Don't think about it, the matter is over."

"What's the matter, call brother."

"Okay." Qingqing nodded gently with her face as white as paper.

The door was closed, and Qingqing stared blankly at the ceiling.

Brother didn't come.

What my brother said was right, in case he didn't catch up.

It won't always be that lucky.

This time Brother Shiling is here, if there is a next time, no one will come...

It was only when she went down the mountain this time that she truly realized how incompetent she was.

Not even that much resistance.

Just because the other party has spiritual roots and spiritual power, even if it is the lowest!

She has no power to resist!

Can only be slaughtered!

This feeling, helplessness, fear, fear, and despair, she simply hates it!

Why is there no spiritual root.

Can't she be alone!
She is confident that if she has Linggen, she will never be held hostage by such a lowly method!
Qingqing rushed in with both hands, her whole body tensed.

This time the impact on her was too deep, and she also fully realized the difference between a spiritual root.

No matter how strong her theoretical knowledge is, no matter how good her fists are.

In the face of spiritual power, there is no chance to display it at all.

If, if she has spiritual roots.

"If there is no if, this is the destiny."

"Then I will go against the sky!"

Qingqing's eyes were firm, and there was a faint chuckle in her mind, "It's against the sky, it's not bad."

"I have a way for you to step into the door of cultivation."

Qingqing's clenched hands became more and more forceful.

Sen Xie's voice sounded again, "Take other people's spiritual roots and use them for yourself."

(End of this chapter)