Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 572 I Can't Protect You In This Life, But I Have No Next Life To Promise To You
Sanskrit sounds poured out continuously from the pagoda, making him restless and unable to control his three souls and seven souls.

"Yaoyao—" The name kept repeating in her mind.If it weren't for the belief in seeing her again to support him, he might not be able to hold on to even half of it in the past seven to seven days.

But he really felt that he couldn't hold on anymore.

Gathering the scattered souls together again, he slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing Huang Sandao and Ma Jian standing at the tower, he braced himself with a smile on his elegant and noble face, "Give up, you won't succeed, even if I die, Yaoyao won't fall into your hands superior."

All along, the reason why she has no internal energy is because of the Flood Dragon Cup.

It's not that she didn't cultivate her inner strength, but because of the curse, she couldn't use it.After his soul is gone, the dragon cup will lose its effect, not only will she remember the events of her previous life, but the seal on her body will also be released, and her internal strength will naturally return.

Her kung fu was taught by him, and he knew her skills.

Ma Jian, no opponent!
"A ghost who can't even keep his own soul, what qualifications does he have to judge the affairs of this palace?" Ma Jian sneered, "Master Huang, I have only seen ways to make people speak, but I don't know how to make ghosts speak. Do you have any tricks?" ?”

Huang Sandao understood, bowed obsequiously, cupped his hands and said: "Pin Dao has his own way to make him speak, I don't know what Your Highness wants to ask."

"I want to know who he was before he was alive."

"Yes." Huang Sandao glanced at Hua Banli in the golden pagoda, shook his thin head, and walked to the other side of the golden pagoda.

Close your eyes, put your hands together, and say something to the golden pagoda.Immediately afterwards, he picked up a talisman and pasted it on the golden pagoda, drew a Tai Chi on his chest with both hands, pointed at the talisman, and said in a deep voice, "Get up!"

The talisman disappeared, and countless golden Sanskrit characters appeared on the transparent tower wall.

Those symbol-like golden characters started to rotate slowly, and as Huang Sandao said the incantation faster and faster, the speed of those golden characters also became faster and faster.It was as if countless people were chanting spells in Hua Banli's ears, and the dense sound made him have a splitting headache.

"Yaoyao—" He closed his eyes, calling her name in his heart over and over again.

It was the first time he met her. She was only five or six years old. She was bullied by a group of bad children and curled up on the street.Those tear-stained eyes, like pear blossoms with rain, are charming and charming.

Since then, her every frown and smile have been carved into his bones.

He swore that he would protect her all his life and never let anyone bully her again.

Except for that one time——

The voice in his ear was getting louder and faster, and he finally couldn't bear the pain and fell to the ground. "Yaoyao, I can't protect you well in this life, but I have no future life to promise you."

Thousands of years ago, awakening the dragon cup, he cut off reincarnation with his own hands.

There is no future.

"Ah—" Struggling to get up in pain, the Scarlet Blood Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The flame-like color is like enchanting blooming manjusawa, reflected in the man's jasper-like eyes.Those eyes also became as bright and magnificent as blood, with the determination to burn everything together.With the last ounce of strength, he swung his sword and slashed towards the golden pagoda.

Rumble!
A loud noise shook the sky, and the violent impact in the golden tower made the whole Qin Tianjian tremble three times.Ma Jian instinctively raised his arms to resist, and moved quickly to the rear.

When he lowered his arm, the golden pagoda had turned into ashes, and he could no longer see what was going on inside.

　Hey, every time I write half a mile brother, I feel distressed
　　
　
(End of this chapter)