Enchanting Divine Sound Master

Chapter 235: The Lost Life (2)
Yaowei Jingzhi held Concubine Qin's arm with both hands, his consciousness became more and more blurred, he opened his mouth slightly and let out a muffled hum.

"Hmm..." A weak voice came from the ear, and the red and confusing pupils gradually regained consciousness and became sober.She let go of her mouth, with fresh blood hanging from the corner of her mouth.There is no satisfaction at all, but deep fear.

"Mother Concubine..." Yaowei Jingzhi uttered the last sentence, and fell into a faint.

Concubine Qin hurriedly tugged on his clothes, feeling his breathing gradually weakened.With both hands outstretched, he grabbed his clothes and screamed in pain.

"Zhier, Zhier, why did I hurt you? Don't... don't leave me..." In the end, in desperation, Concubine Qin hugged Yaowei Jingzhi in her arms and held her tightly.

She stretched out two fingers, desperately holding down the blood that was pouring out.But... the blood on the neck dripped down from his neck with a warm and sticky feeling.

"I'm sorry, even if I kill all the people in the world, I don't want to hurt you...Zhier...please wake up, please? Concubine mother can't lose you, you are my only support..." Concubine Qin cried, Suddenly thought of something, took out the unfinished bottle of black liquid from his arms, and said excitedly to Yaowei Jingzhi in his arms: "As long as, as long as you take this, you can be with mother and concubine forever. No... Strength, too, has become very powerful, no longer being bullied by others..."

Concubine Qin smiled happily.Stretch out with both hands, unscrew the cap of the bottle, and throw it on the ground.The mouth of the bottle was stretched out to Yaowei Jingzhi's mouth, and the mouth murmured: "Drink! Zhier, as long as you drink this, you can... be with the concubine mother forever..."

On the other side, Yan Feijun and Mo Niang kept fighting.Even if Mo Niang has become god-level, but...an incomplete soul is equivalent to possessing incomplete power.

Yan Feijun stood on a huge rose flower seat, pieces of green and fluorescent petals bloomed beautifully.He looked at Mo Niang coldly, with eye-catching flower petals constantly fluttering around him.

Mo Niang held a bronze magic stick in her hand and stood on a column drilled out of the ground.The wind blew up, messing up her clothes, and even her hair blocked her sight.

She raised her left hand, and the bronze magic stick was placed behind her waist.In an instant, the entire earth trembled violently, and countless columns rushed madly towards the sky from the depths of the ground.

There was a loud bang, and fragments of small stones kept falling to the ground.In the air, countless decomposed columns appeared again, and there was lightning, pulling each other together.

Seeing Mo Niang swaying down with one hand, Lord Yanfei immediately threw countless pillars from mid-air towards Lord Yanfei. This time, the force they carried was an explosive force comparable to that of a bomb.

Yan Feijun pursed his lips and flicked his sleeves.Countless pieces of huge petals grew from the rose flower seat under the feet, and the petals fell off from the throne and floated towards the smashed column.As the petals floated out and collided with the cylinder, the sky resounded like fireworks blooming in mid-air.

The flames are radiant and colorful.

When the column was crazily drilled out of the ground again, vines grew out under the rose throne, with sharp thorns, and pulled towards the column.

Again, Mo Niang's tricks still couldn't touch him, and he was really a hateful earth clan.After fighting with him for a long time, the breath of life emanating from his body slowed down his actions, not only that, but also purified some of the breath of death on his body.

No, I can't get close to him anymore, otherwise, I won't be able to live.Without the air of death, without the black soul, he would not be able to survive.

"Mo Niang, I still advise you, no matter what the reason is for you to appear here, now, let go of everything and follow this deity to meet your ancestors. This deity will never hurt you in the slightest."

Mo Niang smiled coldly and said: "I don't understand what you are talking about, don't say let go of everything, my life is given by the empress, and I will do anything for the empress forever, especially the things on you that I hate. The taste is really disgusting!" Mo Niang said indifferently and mockingly as she stood on the column holding the bronze magic stick tightly.

"In this case, I have no choice but to use the hard one for you!" Yan Feijun said, raising his palm, rose petals gathered around him, and gradually condensed into a sword with a length of more than four feet and a width of about an inch. .

He clenched the Daliu flower sword tightly, and the blade immediately trembled, making a sword cry, and even the red auspicious knot hanging behind the hilt couldn't help but sway.

He held the sword, pointed it at Mo Niang and was about to swing it towards him, when a man's hand grabbed his shoulder, stopping him from moving forward.

Yan Feijun turned his head and stopped.

"Jun'er, let me come?" the ancestor said with a smile.Stretch out two fingers to clamp the blade of his sword, and move away from Mo Niang's direction.

Yan Feijun nodded, pursed his lips slightly, and retreated.

The Daliu flower sword in his hand immediately turned into petals and disappeared.

The ancestor looked at Mo Niang with smiling eyes and a beauty-like face.The eyes are gentle, and even the temperament has changed.He smiled and looked at Mo Niang's frowning expression of fear after seeing him.

"Mo Niang, long time no see." The old ancestor stood in the air and walked towards her step by step.

Mo Niang didn't know why, when she first saw him, her whole body couldn't help shaking, even her heart was beating wildly.

"You, who are you!" Mo Niang gripped the bronze magic stick tightly, and found that her feet seemed to be glued to the ground and could not be removed.

The ancestor saw Mo Niang's frightened face, and she didn't remember who she was...how could this be...

Her heart hurts, but with a gentle smile on her face, she touched her cheek with her fingers and said softly: "I, this is Yan Shangqing, have you really forgotten our past? If so... you really It's too cruel, Mo Niang!"

"Yan Shangqing! You are Yan Shangqing!" Mo Niang was really afraid of his power, but when she heard Yan Shangqing's name, she swung the bronze stick and threw it at him.

The old ancestor raised his palm and easily grasped the bronze god stick. Even the lightning strikes from the bronze god stick couldn't hurt his skin a little bit.

"That's right, I'm Yan Shangqing, that... that bastard who loves you to death."

Mo Niang held the bronze magic stick and backed away repeatedly, keeping a distance from him.

But the old ancestor is just like a shadow, wherever she goes, he will follow her, in his eyes, there is a doting affection, and even his smile is heart-warming.

But in Mo Niang's eyes, he was a devil, his smile didn't bring any warmth to her, instead it was an inexplicable pain in her heart.

Even though there is no heart, it still hurts.

The ancestor noticed the sweat on Mo Niang's forehead, raised his palm to wipe off the sweat on her forehead and said with pity: "Is it so painful to see me?"

(End of this chapter)