The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 896: The boy who emerged from the rot 2
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The hand holding the black ghost sickle is as pale as snow, without a trace of popularity or a trace of lifelessness, like a work of art carved from cold jade, clean and pure, as if nothing can contaminate it.
It happens that such a person who is not stained with slender dust is on the top of a hundred ghosts, surrounded by a hundred ghosts, and step by step towards the other side.
With a calm pace, there seems to be a lotus flower blooming under his feet, lifting up the long-distance running of people, revealing a jade-like pink.
Yi Li's pupils tightened because he saw the long emerald green hair exposed under the black cloak.
It's her
The witch is not dead
This man, saved the witch
"Who are you on earth"
As soon as the voice fell, Yi Li's eyes shrank, and the visitor waved a black sickle against his throat. Only then did Yi Li realize that his feet had been firmly gripped by the evil ghost's white claws.
"嚯嚯嚯"
The devil with split canine teeth gently licked his ankle, seeming to be able to crush it at any time.
Under the cloak, the young man faintly lifted up, and a cloud of dark fire was burning quietly in his eyes.
With black hair and black eyes, black hair and white lips, with a frosty and ethereal temperament, Yi Li was suddenly stunned.
"It's You" Soul Fighting Sect Ling Han
No, he is not Ling Han
This guy is inhumane
He is clearly not human
The young man raised his eyes, and his long feather eyelashes concealed the deep, innocent emotions in it.
He hugged Lu Jiuque's hand tightly, letting her head rest in his arms, his shoulders, which were still not generous, could protect her steadily from a wave of waves.
So careful, as if she was the treasure of his life.
"You are a man or a ghost"
Not right
This breath is neither human nor ghost, neither death nor life, nor existence nor destruction
What is going on
The boy frowned impatiently, and the raging wind rose under his feet, and his hoarse voice echoed away.
"She is not someone you can move."
In one word, murderous.
Severe pain came from Yili's abdomen, his eyes widened and his head suddenly looked down.
A turquoise thorns emerged from the rotting water, pierced his abdomen, crushed and absorbed the everted flesh and blood, and raised him high in the stinging night wind, like a victor's swaying banner.
How is this possible
The life and death of this witch is unknown, why is this desolate vine completely unaffected
Could it be
The owner of this barren vine is not this witch
"Pouch"
Easy to eccentric and tremble, spit out a blood donation from the corner of his mouth, and his body was withered, but his eyes were firmly locked on the young man.
Compared to the Desolate Vine, what shocked him more was the soul of this non-human, non-ghost, non-dead, non-living, non-existent and non-destructive human.
At the moment when Yi Li's breath dissipated, the boy hooked the ghost sickle, and a crimson Li Soul was nailed to the top of the sickle. He put away the ghost sickle with his backhand, held Li Soul in his palm, and opened his mouth. Swallowed down.
"Crunch"
The strong brand was crushed by him, and the power of this strong man's soul turned into a warm current, dripping into his body.
The young man lowered his eyes, warm and unwilling surging in his dim eyes. He quietly stared at the comatose Lu Jiuque, sighed slightly, leaned over and pinched her chin, making her mouth slightly Zhang, the air from the air was fed into her mouth.
"Um"
This weak moan fell into the boy's ears, like a heavenly sound, and the terrible blood hole in her body gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The boy's cold and pale hand gently rubbed her lips, lowered his eyes and murmured softly: "Jiu'er, you will be fine"
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