Female Match Counterattack: Goddess of Special Forces

Chapter 110 Memory Fragments
　I saw that when there was a flash of electricity, the spirits that had swarmed over were all strangled to death.

After the black smoke dissipated, there was nothing left.

"Sister—you finally appeared again!!"

Little Huoling suddenly jumped out from one side, with big eyes, flickering at Hua Qianning, full of anticipation!
"Indestructible!!"

Hua Qianning looked at it, a soft light flashed in her eyes, it actually stayed in this place, waiting for her for two years.

It seems that she didn't break the blood curse quickly, and didn't take him out to eat buns.

That is, she is wrong! !

"Hurry up and take me to find that box!!"

"it is good!!"

Little Huoling was very happy to see her cultivation improved, and was surprised at how this elder sister did it.

Hua Qianning followed behind it and walked to the left.

It's strange to say that now that her cultivation base has increased, she can actually see clearly through the turbid and thick blood in this blood pool.

It can be seen that where there is a pile of spirits, there is a pile of bones.

It seems that for tens of thousands of years, many people have died under this blood curse!

But she, Hua Qianning, is not willing to be one of them!
"Sister, that's the one!!"

Huo Ling stopped, and with his small hand, he pointed to a small stone platform in the middle of the lake bottom.

The stone platform is very simple, just a thin stone slab, and in the center, there is a small box with a square shape.

In the muddy blood, it could be seen that the box was made of copper, with some patterns engraved on the outside.

Where the patterns gather, there are large, large gemstones inlaid.

From the looks of it, it is quite expensive.

Inside are the memory fragments of Little Fire Spirit's master.

A woman, why did she spend all her cultivation and life to create this blood curse.

Step by step, she walked towards the box.

Walk up to you, reach out your hand, and touch your box.

Because the box has been in this blood pool for tens of thousands of years, its surroundings have become slippery, without edges and corners.

With a sound of "唰——", from the left, a soft tentacles struck.

In the softness, there is a fishy smell.

With a wave of the sword in Hua Qianning's hand, the light of thunder and lightning flashed, and the tentacles were broken.

She turned her head, with a smile in the corner of her mouth.

"haven't seen you for a long time!!"

In front of him was the soul beast. After two years, its cultivation had not increased. Perhaps there was nothing in this place that could increase his cultivation.

Seeing Hua Qianning's smiling face, the soul beast roared angrily.

The black air entangled in his body became more and more intense.

The body of the soul beast was several times larger than the spirit, and as soon as it roared.

The blood in the blood pool was gurgling and churning even more violently.

Originally leaning against this side, there were still some spirits gathered, but now, they all scattered like birds and beasts.

Hua Qianning thought it was funny when she saw it was so inhuman, but she thought about it too.

The spirits here come from human resentment, and this soul beast is cultivated like a monk in the foundation establishment period.

It is not surprising that he understands people's ideas and understands personnel affairs.

She raised the sword and pointed it horizontally, and the lightning sizzled, wrapping around the sword very tightly.

The soul beast rushed towards Hua Qianning with its bloody mouth wide open.

Its mouth was wide open, its fangs exuded a cold light, and there was some mucus hanging from under the fangs.

　
(End of this chapter)