Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

Chapter 380 One Flower One World Part 5
"But Fuqiu and the others..." Bai Yu's face was pale, although he felt that Liu Yihan's words were reasonable, but he couldn't help worrying about Fuqiu and Miao Miaolai.

Since he is so weak, what about the two of them, will they be okay?
"Don't worry, I've sent Mo Lingyue and Hua Meinan to Donghui Country together. I believe they can join them soon to protect Tiantian's family."

The words have come to this point, Bai Yu is no longer entangled, the most important thing for him now is to adjust his breath, and then take Liu Yihan to find his master as soon as possible.

Close your eyes and adjust your breath!

About half an hour later, with Liu Yihan's help, Bai Yu's injury quickly recovered by [-]-[-]%.Incarnate out of the body, supported Liu Yihan, and went straight to the sky, towards the altar where Feng Caitian was.

But during this day, there are many, many changes in what can happen.

When Liu Yihan and others rushed to the altar on the top of the mountain following Feng Caitian's breath, the cold altar was completely empty, leaving only blood stains on the ground, the cold black iron chain, and the still majestic and upright altar. white jade pillars.

The snow fell even harder, and huge snowflakes fluttered on the white jade dragon pillar, making it look extraordinarily depressed and lonely.As for Liu Yihan, when he saw the ancient pattern on the ground clearly, he let out a breath that was so cold that it was scum.

Suddenly, the temperature in the air dropped several degrees sharply, and even the drifting snowflakes directly solidified into ice crystals and fell directly.

"What's wrong with you?" Sensing Liu Yihan's abnormal state, Bai Yu couldn't help frowning her thick eyebrows.

"Seizing the Spirit Formation, the Bana Flower, and the Nightmare Talisman, the members of the Fu family must not only make alchemy, but also use the blood, spiritual power and soul power of the daughter of Yuanyin to transform into a demon." Any emotion, the anger in the words and the sadness of self-blame, are obvious.

"But the master is not the body of Yuan Yin." Bai Yu felt a sharp pain in his heart, he couldn't believe it and made excuses for his master, even he himself didn't believe it.

Unfortunately, the fact is the fact, even if it is painful, it is still there, indisputable.

"Then what will happen to the master?" Bai Yu was afraid for a while, but this time she was in a panic, an ominous premonition shrouded her heart, and she was at a loss what to do.

"Even if he doesn't die, he will become mentally retarded." Liu Yihan smiled bleakly.

Ha ha…

How arrogant he is!
One second he said that he would take good care of her and she would be fine, but the next second he realized how ridiculous he was.

So what if there are light feathers and neon clothes?
She wasn't hurt yet.

No, this injury is worse than letting her die and making him feel more uncomfortable.

The Spirit Seizing Formation, the Bana Flower, and the Devil's Nightmare Talisman, these are the necessary conditions for a mortal to turn into a devil.

Originally thought it was just alchemy, but now it seems that the man must have planned to use it to become a demon from the beginning.

The white jade auspicious dragon draws the power of the souls of the people in the spirit seizing formation.

The nightmare iron chain tightly locks the dantian and draws the spiritual cultivation power of the dantian of the people in the formation.

The flowers on the other side bloom, infected by the blood of the primordial yin.

The ancient spell opens the door to the underworld of the devil world.

What a perfect enchantment ceremony, but why does he suffer so much, and hate so much.

Liu Yihan's shoulders trembled slightly, his brows were deeply furrowed, his eyes filled with endless pain and regret.

"Liu Yihan..." Seeing the smile on Liu Yihan's face, Bai Yu suddenly had a different emotion in his heart, like fear.

"Let's go, let's go find her." Covering the despair in his eyes, Liu Yihan turned around and looked at the snow-covered snow-capped mountains that were so white that there was no trace of dust. His thin lips curled slightly, showing endless desolation.

(End of this chapter)