Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 559: The Spirit Dove is a Demon (1)
Either live together or die together, do you want to try?

Lingjiu made a choice without even thinking about it.

The way against the sky is learned from the magic stick technique, and the ancient and vicissitudes of life are inexplicable.

If it is an ordinary spirit dove, it will definitely be cautious.

It's just that the other party's temptation was too great, so she chose to follow the other party's wishes without hesitation.

Even if the other party's origin is unknown, even if the other party has a conspiracy, Lingjiu is not willing to give up this opportunity.

What outsiders saw was that Lingjiu held Song Xueyi in her arms and remained silent for a while, and then a golden bead of wish power appeared in her hand.

The golden pearl of wish power gathers the wish power of the people in the lower realms, and after so many years of gathering, it has long become a treasure.

The spirit dove held the golden bead of wish power in one hand, and used itself as a medium to continuously absorb the wish power of the golden bead of wish power. The wound in the other hand opened again, and blood flowed to the ground like a small stream.

This is simply not the amount of blood that can flow out of an ordinary palm wound. With this level of bleeding, Lingjiu can't bear it at all.

"Xiao Jiu, what are you doing!?" Nangong Lie rushed forward, but still did not break through the barrier.

This is not right!

Nangong Lie felt even more uneasy.

With his strength, how could he not even be able to shake what was standing in front of him?
Lingjiu's complexion turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her lips also lost their color.

The blood flowed into a fountain and drew a pattern on the ground.

Excessive blood loss did not make Lingjiu feel bad, but made her more clear-headed, less burning pain.

When the last stroke of the diagram was connected, Lingjiu activated the wish power golden bead in his hand according to the method he learned in his mind.

The terrifying holy power almost broke her, and without her complete holy power totem, she was like a transmission tube with cracks, and some of the holy power would always leak out, causing serious damage to her body.

The golden light enveloped them, dazzled the eyes of the unprepared people, and vaguely saw the figure inside.

"This is... the feeling of the laws of heaven!" Ye Qingya couldn't contain his shock in his tone.

The way of heaven is something that cannot be touched, even if every monk talks about it.

Rules are things made by the Dao of Heaven, which can only be followed or broken, but cannot be controlled.

However, the situation in front of him made him feel that a rule of heaven had been controlled.

Not only him, Nangong Lie and the flower burial man also felt it, and they were equally shocked.

When the light fades.

He thought he would see a miracle, but he saw Lingjiu collapsed limply.

"Little Dove!"

"Little Nine!"

"Immortal Lord!"

"Barry Dove..."

Everyone's cries sounded separately, and as soon as the obstacle disappeared, everyone rushed over.

Looking at the two lying on the ground hugging each other, no one dared to move.

Nangong Lie held his fist tightly, his eyes were red.He couldn't feel the spirit dove's breath of life, what does that mean?
Qin Yan's eyes tightened, his whole body almost turned into a beast, faintly about to lose his mind.

Feng Sitong and the others froze.

Jiang Wumei's face turned pale.

"It moved..." A low voice came, and then the person who spoke yelled in horror: "It moved! He moved!"

Needless to say, everyone who watched Lingjiu and Song Xueyi noticed that Song Xueyi's eyelids moved.

Song Xueyi, who was obviously dead and everyone thought it was impossible to survive, moved his eyelids twice, and then slowly opened his eyes.

There was still a trace of emptiness in his eyes, and then he became clear again.

"Jiu'er?" He instinctively shouted before seeing anyone.

It's just that no one answered his call.

Nangong Lie, Qin Yan and the others were all staring at the Lingjiu lying on him, eager to see a miracle happen.

Even Song Xueyi, who is already dead, is alive, so Baili Xiaojiu (Xiao Jiu) must wake up too, right?
Song Xueyi also found the Lingjiu on his body, but he couldn't take the initiative to hug her, all the meridians in his body had been destroyed, even if he came back from the dead, his physical condition would not recover.

The blood vine appeared, held up his arms, his fingers, his waist and back, and carefully but with difficulty hugged the spirit dove to sit up.

"Jiu'er?" Song Xueyi called again.

The person in his arms was not the warm temperature he was familiar with, nor was he breathing.

Song Xueyi's heart shrank when he had just recovered, and his whole body froze like a rock.

He tried his best to call the person in his arms, but he instinctively didn't dare to call... He didn't dare to call, and for the first time, his mind went blank for a moment.

At this time, Lingjiu didn't know her situation, let alone how much pain she was about to bring to Song Xueyi. She was walking in a wild forest in a high mountain, surrounded by thick white fog, so she couldn't find her. To the direction, it seems that there is no end to go.

How could she be here?

Many of the tall trees are unknown to the spirit dove, and they can't name them, but they can feel that these plants have strong spiritual power, and precious plants and treasures can be seen everywhere.

The white mist blocked her vision, and she walked slowly all the way, from being dazed at the beginning to silent, she didn't care about the treasures of plants and trees she saw, and she couldn't take any interest in them.

What should she care about?

This thought flashed through Lingjiu's mind, and then she found that she had walked out of the white mist unknowingly, standing on a high cliff waterfall, and at a glance, there were continuous mountains. Towering too high to see the bottom.

Lingjiu looked up at the sky again, the blue sky, thin white clouds floating, the sun and the moon coexist in the sky, but the sun's rays completely covered up the looming bright moon.

"Do the sun and the moon coexist in the sky?" Lingjiu was puzzled.

This doubt just passed by, and she lost interest in the scene of the sky.

A gust of breeze blew, blowing Lingjiu's hair across her cheeks, itching so much that she couldn't help laughing.

The woman's clear laughter mixed with the sound of the cliff waterfall, interweaving wonderful notes.

Then, Lingjiu started to run and jumped down from the cliff without hesitation. Her body fell quickly, and the wind blowing her hair and clothes were blown upwards. Lingjiu didn't feel uncomfortable. Smiling more happily, he opened his hands like a bird.

So free... So comfortable...

Lingjiu closed her eyes with a relaxed and cheerful expression, and within a few seconds she opened them.

"Ha." Seeing that her body was about to fall into the waterfall, she twisted her body halfway, stepped on the air with ease, and landed safely on the ground.

There is a valley below the waterfall. Several deer are drinking water under the diversion of the waterfall. When they saw the dove, they were not afraid. Instead, they looked at her with pure and agile eyes, nodded to her, and then bowed their heads Drink water.

(End of this chapter)