Chapter 42 It’s her

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"She's dead."

A splendid carriage with beaded ornaments galloped towards the east gate of Li'an Mansion. In the carriage, a man and a woman were sitting side by side, with an undercurrent surging.

"At this hour..."

Ling Lengrui opened the curtain and looked out of the car. The afternoon sun was reflected in her bright peach blossom eyes.

"It's all over~"

She turned her eyes to look at the stern man aside and gave him a charming smile. She examined his face, expecting to find sadness on it, but unfortunately there was none. If you give her a mirror at this time, she may be able to be satisfied.

"You."

Wei Buqi looked at her, and the solemnity on his face suddenly turned into pity, and his smile was warm.

"Don't be sad."

He stretched out his hand and caressed the corners of her eyes, wiping a drop of crystal.

"How could I let you do something that will hurt your loved ones and please your enemies?"

Ling Lengrui's expression froze, then she covered her mouth and chuckled, smiling authentically.

"I just looked out the window, my eyes were blurred by the wind and sand. You don't think I'm mourning for her, right? I was the one who killed her. If I cry for her, wouldn't I become a serious bitch? Instead of that , I would rather be a shameless prostitute."

She doesn't know how to feel sorry for herself and uses all kinds of vicious words on herself.

"What you just meant is that you have a back-up at Lin Zhuoyue's side? It's useless, unless you dare to let your protector protect her."

The Demon Cult Witch shook her head and said.

"Her death situation can only be resolved by a great practitioner who breaks the sixth heaven barrier."

Wei Buqi smiled and said nothing.

Ling Lengrui suddenly narrowed her eyes.

he said after confronting her for a moment.

"She's fine."

She stared at him in disbelief. What she cared about at the moment was not Lin Zhuoyue's life or death. What she cared about was his way of letting the guards leave.

"How can you……"



"it's dark!"

Lin Qingyan opened her eyes wide in her eldest sister's arms. She stared at the magic fog rising into the sky without blinking. The beautiful sun in the sky was blocked by the ink-colored haze, and the sky was dim and the earth was as dark as falling into the abyss!

"Is this a plan to kill me?"

Lin Zhuoyue's red eyes looked blazing in the dark night. She was not a fool, and she immediately understood that what happened today was a poisonous plan of the Demon Cult against her.

"Miss."

At this moment, Ye Teng walked up to her in a hurry.

"Um?"

Miss Lin turned to look at him, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"I have seen a secret method of magic in an ancient book, and it is the same as the situation in front of me! The deputy leader of the Jinyi Gang was turned into a 'demon doll', which will release demonic energy within a quarter of an hour. Devouring the surroundings, in the end, all living creatures in the black mist will be annihilated!"

Ye Zhen's son-in-law said in horror that this was the explanation given by the remnant soul of the great supernatural power in his body, and Mr. Wang bluntly said that he could not save him.

'really……'

Lin Zhuoyue said in her heart that as a disciple of the Immortal Sect, she knew the methods of the demon cultivator at a glance, but her loved ones were still in her arms, so she could not accept this result.

"Are we going to die?"

Lin Qingyan asked ignorantly.

"Nonsense."

She pinched the girl's cheek as if nothing had happened, her delicate hands trembling slightly, and she had no time to panic and steel herself.

"big……"

Ye Teng opened his mouth to speak, but Lin Zhuoyue forced him back with a look.

Her eyes were as bright as fire, and she suddenly raised her jade hand, holding a ball of intense red flames in her palm,

The flames danced between her fingers like a bound red bird, brilliant and bright. The raging heat wave radiated around her with her as the center, and everyone seemed to see the sky again.

"How can it be?"

Ye Teng was stunned for a moment. He looked at his wife in astonishment, who was as powerful as the sun goddess, as if he had met her for the first time.

"I didn't know she had such a level of cultivation!"

An old voice sounded in his ears.

"You are an amazing lady."

he asked with renewed energy.

"Sir, maybe you can see her state?"

"I wonder why she was born with a pair of red eyes. If I'm not mistaken, she should be a 'flame spirit body'!" Mr. Wang praised, "She broke through the second day barrier at the age of 18, and such qualifications are placed in the seventh grade. The Great Holy Land is also rare!”

Ye Teng felt like he was in another world. He looked at Lin Zhuoyue and felt that the mountains had stopped.

Is such a stunningly talented and beautiful woman really his wife? How could he have such a proud daughter?

A sense of frustration suddenly arose in his heart. He originally thought that he would be recognized by her if he joined the Immortal Sect, but today he realized that he had no idea how far he had to go to stand by her side.

"go!"

Lin Zhuoyue suddenly threw the red spear in her hand, and the flames burst out in an instant, lighting up the streets and alleys, and the flames shot directly into the magic fog that blocked the sky and the sun.

The pillar of fire hit the thick wall of fog, and the blazing flames exploded like fireworks, and the heat surged, forcing the people and horses on the street to scurry around like ants on a hot pot.

Her attack was so powerful that the black mist licked by the tongue of fire was like the ebbing and rising of the tide, mercilessly announcing her futility. Before everyone could despair, the mist surged again.

"careful!"

Ye Teng saw a piece of magic mist sweeping towards Miss Lin, and he was suddenly horrified. Although she had never looked directly at him, he had already regarded her as his true love, so how could he bear to see her hurt?

"do not be afraid……"

Lin Zhuoyue turned around while protecting the little girl in her arms, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

As the contemporary chief of the Ziwei Sect, she certainly has the last thing to save her life, but even with that rare treasure, she can only save Qing Yan, and she can no longer take care of herself.

There was no hesitation on her face, and she was ready to resort to desperate measures. At the moment of death, an annoying stern face appeared in her heart. She thought that if he was here, he would be able to turn the tide.

"this?"

Lin Zhuoyue suddenly opened her eyes wide, and an emerald crystal flew out from her sleeve. She remembered this object. It was the object that Wei Buqi gave her for communication when they were separated.

The jade stone emits brilliance, and a ring-shaped shield surrounds her, blocking the oncoming magic mist outside the shield.

She was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to think.

"Boom!"

Lin Zhuoyue was awakened by a loud noise that sounded like thunder. She looked up and saw that the black fog covering the dome began to dissipate, and a ray of sunlight hit her cheek.

She watched the green crystal guarding her head float upwards, blocking the great cultivator who appeared in the air, and suddenly flashed a dazzling brilliance.

The thick fog melts like ice and snow under the blazing sun, and the sky is full of red clouds.

"Has he already made arrangements?"

Lin Zhuoyue murmured, and her desperate situation was once again resolved by him moisturizing things silently.

Her eyes showed indescribable complex emotions, and a subtle seed was planted in her heart, but was quickly crushed by her.

She took a deep breath to calm down her mixed feelings. At this moment, she not only thought of Wei Buqi, but also of Ling Lengrui. There were too many doubts about what happened today, and she didn't want to doubt her friend, but the facts seemed to point to her.

"is her……"