Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 557 Resurrection (3)
It was only when he checked Song Xueyi's injuries that he found that the man Song was lying in the arms of his obedient daughter was dead, and he died a miserable death. How can such a person be saved?

"He...he's already dead." Even Nangong Lie blurted out, startled by such an injury.

As soon as he said this, he wished he could slap himself to death.

Because he could feel Lingjiu's crying that stopped after he said this.

Nangong Lie wanted to comfort her, but found that she couldn't find any words at all.

Don't say that Song Xueyi is already dead. With such an injury, even if he didn't die, the one who was revived is no different from the dead.

After a while of silence, Lingjiu whispered: "Can't you save me?"

She didn't look at anyone, so everyone didn't know if she was talking to herself or asking someone.

It can't be saved... Nangong Lie said this in his heart, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a stone, and he couldn't say it out.

"He was the one who wielded the sword before." Ye Qingya also came to Lingjiu.

On Song Xueyi's body, he could feel the bloody sword energy still remaining.

It's just that the person is dead, but it's a pity that he can't discuss swordsmanship and sparring with the other party.

Ye Qingya never thought that the person who displayed such a terrifying sword energy would be such a young man.

Now that people are dead, it's useless to dwell on it.

He asked the surroundings indifferently, "Who among you is called Song Xueyi?"

Everyone looked in the direction of Lingjiu.

This kind of gaze made Ye Qingya understand something. Like Nangong Lie, he inspected Song Xueyi's body without hesitation. The result he found was the same as Nangong Lie's. It was impossible to revive such an injury, and the person was already dead. up.

"Give him to me." Ye Qingya said.

Lingjiu looked at him with a hoarse voice: "Can you save him?"

Ye Qingya shook his head sincerely, "I can protect his body from damage."

Lingjiu: "No."

She also has the ability to protect the body from corruption.The man in front of him can't save Song Xiaobai, does it mean that she wants Song Xiaobai to be handed over to him for him to bury?
impossible.

Lingjiu's attitude has no room for negotiation.

Ye Qingya moved his hand holding the sword, Nangong Lie noticed it, and immediately stood in front of Lingjiu, and said coldly: "Xiao Jiujiu is my daughter." His meaning is very clear, if Ye Qingya wants to do something to Lingjiu , You have to get past him first.

At this moment, Song Xueyi's body that had lost his breath mutated, and his body weakened and shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this speed, it won't take long for Song Xueyi to turn into a skinny skeleton, not even scum left.

Lingjiu's eyes widened slightly, ignoring other people's spiritual power into Song Xueyi's body, and found that it was Wangkong Wangcao who was devouring Song Xueyi's last flesh and blood.

"How dare you!" Lingjiu gritted his teeth and roared.

The holy power coagulation spell turned into iron chains to imprison the blood vines.

"Pfft!" The holy power totem has been broken, and using the holy power again will have the same backlash against Lingjiu.

It's just that she can't care about these anymore, and her mind is full of Song Xueyi in her arms.

Song Xiaobai was already dead, and she couldn't feel a trace of her soul, not even her body.

She absolutely does not allow Song Xiaobai's body to be destroyed.

Void King Grass dislikes being restrained very much, without Song Xueyi's suppression and control, its ferocious nature is completely exposed, and it fights with Lingjiu relentlessly.

Lingjiu didn't want to do anything wrong in Song Xueyi's body, so he cut his hand in an instant, pressed close to Song Xueyi's palm, and said slowly: "You want flesh and blood to come to me."

Fresh flesh and blood are very tempting to King Void Grass, not to mention the bloodline of Lingjiu is not ordinary.

Seeing the Void King Grass protruding from Song Xueyi's hand, just as it was about to get into Lingjiu's palm, a few extremely small, light and translucent spirit whiskers emerged from Song Xueyi's body. As tender and fragile as a bird, but tightly wrapped around the blood vine, preventing it from harming the spirit dove.

Not only Lingjiu, but everyone around Nangong Lie, Ye Qingya and others stared at the scene in shock.

"This is... the spiritual root and the spiritual vein?" Nangong Lie said uncertainly.

From the feeling, he knew that this was the spiritual veins produced by the spiritual roots in the human body. Only people with spiritual roots can become monks. However, he has never heard that the spiritual roots can still live independently after death, let alone act independently. .

Slender but tough, this is the phenomenon displayed by this spirit whisker at this time.

The Void King Grass entangled with the spirit whiskers for a while, and the blood vine was obviously much stronger, but it was entangled tightly by the spirit whiskers, making people feel that Lingxu would rather die than let the blood vines devour the flesh and blood of the spirit dove.

The spirit beard derived from a spirit vein experienced such a very humane sense of protection, which shocked a power like Nangong Lie, which is unheard of.

Only Lingjiu stared blankly, lost in thought.

She stopped crying, but the tears couldn't stop falling, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She thought, Song Xiaobai, you are so stupid, I said it long ago, don't spoil me like this, people are dead, souls are also gone, why do you even have to die for me, you can't live selfishly order?
She thought again, Song Xiaobai, you are so ruthless, so gentle that I can't even blame you, why did you let go at the last moment?What about leaving me alone now?
"I said before that if I die, you must kill me." Lingjiu said softly.

"Even if you didn't kill it yourself, it has an indirect relationship with you."

"Xiao Jiujiu!?" Nangong Lie had a bad premonition when he heard her words.

He didn't know who the man in Lingjiu's arms was, but he knew his importance just by Lingjiu's performance.

"Did he kill him? Father-in-law helps you catch him to calm you down, just wait!" Nangong Lie turned to look at Wenren Zimo on the spirit boat.

At the same time, the flower burial man also caught Qin Yan, "Follow me."

This time Qin Yan didn't resist, but asked calmly, "Can you make me stronger?"

"Yes." The flower burial man lifted a corner of his cloak, allowing him to see the scene inside alone.

Qin Yan's eyes and pupils shrank suddenly, and he said, "I want him." He pointed his sharp fingers at Wenren Zimo.

The flower burial man took a look, and his figure flashed, just in time to go towards the Wenren Zimo with Nangong Lie.

Ye Qingya listened to their words and went together.

Wenren Zimo naturally knew the abilities of these three people. He sneered and took out something in his hand. When Nangong Lie and the other three arrived, he had already turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Now that he has come, as he said at the beginning, he is fully prepared.

(End of this chapter)