The demon king grabs the concubine: the waste material soul master will defy the sky

Chapter 473 Fragment of the Eight Desolation Map Part Three [12]

"Why, please, please, I'll let you go." The Nightmare raised his hand cunningly, squinted slightly, looked at his sweat-wet cheeks, and laughed arrogantly.

"I said before that no one dares to touch the deity. You are the second one, and of course, you will be the last one."

"The devil locked by Wujitian, hehe...I didn't expect that Luoxiaxue would give birth to such a good son, what a good container." Slowly, he put down the purple flame in his hand, took long steps, and walked to the road of blackening Around You Cheng, even the soles of his feet were full of indifference.

"You are just a puppet, do you want to come out?"

His fingertips gently slid across the blackened Lu Youcheng rolling on the ground, and the cold touch of his hand made him feel inexplicably surprised, even greedy!

The burning of the body was already unbearable, and the demon in front of him seemed to have no intention of giving up.

Heihua Lu Youcheng gritted his teeth, "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" Lingyan glanced at him, his purple eyes were like a deep pool, swaying with ripples of light, "I just want to free you and leave this body that binds you forever."

"You said..." Heihua Lu Youcheng was only halfway through his words, but unexpectedly, a rush of impatience suddenly began to rise up!

That's not from the fire of punishment.

It's from Luyoucheng!

He, the blackened Lu Youcheng, is just a soul imprisoned in his body, he is evil, he is arrogant, and he possesses the power to destroy everything.

However, he was forbidden, he was rejected, he was not recognized by others, and he was not even accepted!

Lu Youcheng actually woke up at this moment, wanting to regain the ownership of his body.

The ferocious flame began to burn, but it would not harm the body, but in the burning of the flame, what I felt was more terrifying than the fire of the eighteenth floor of hell.

"Let's make a deal, how about it?" Seeing that Heihua Lu Youcheng almost didn't even have the strength to speak, Lingyan felt that his strength was one step closer, and he was even more proud.

The smile on the corner of his mouth is treacherous, his eyes are slightly curved, it looks like a crescent moon, like a cunning old fox, waiting for his prey to come.

"What..." Heihua Lu Youcheng barely supported his consciousness, controlled his mouth and spoke slowly, although the voice was very small, Lingyan could hear clearly. "What... deal?"

His eyes have quietly changed, the red eyes have begun to fade gradually, Lu Youcheng will be back soon.

Besides, it was too late.

"I'll release you, how about you use me as a container?" Ling Nightmare looked at him with a smile, and watched those eyes slowly recover their previous expressions bit by bit. They were a pair of amber eyes, and the inside Wisdom is far more elite than the blackened Lu Youcheng just now, and what he even saw was a pair of firm eyes.

"No." The corners of Lu Youcheng's lips curled up, and he immediately raised his hand and slapped Ling Nightmare's pretty face fiercely!
A slap of Ling Lie fell on Ling Nightmare's beautiful face just like that, only hearing a loud "bang" in the air, Ling Nightmare's whole body was slapped aside by this slap.

The demon red robe even became one with the sea of ​​fire, Lu Youcheng bit the corner of his mouth, endured the fire of punishment on his body, stared at the nightmare spinning in mid-air with cold eyes.

"Really, came back so soon?" Lingnan raised his hand to wipe it, and the blood type at the corner of his mouth surprised him. This kid actually left scars on his pretty face!
Unforgivable.

With a sudden tap of his fingertips, a purple flame started to burn. Immediately, Lu Youcheng felt tens of thousands of insects start moving in his body again. He struggled and fell to the ground in pain.

"Nightmare, stop!"

Far away, a loud voice interrupted here.

The plain brocade robe fluttered in the wind, and Jue Wushuang's long hair was intertwined with the sea of ​​flames. He looked at Lingmao coldly, and the hatred in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Yo, I didn't expect the little apprentice to come too?"

(End of this chapter)