"I have never seen a fallen angel, but I have heard of the legend of the fallen angel."
Mi Qing: "Tell me the key."
She is not a native and does not understand the mythological system of Tianxuan Kingdom.
The situation was urgent, and Mi Qing's previous courage was enough for Song Ziliu to ignore her rudeness, "The Fallen Angel has no ambition, only killing. When people stand in the way of killing, gods stand in the way of killing gods. If Zhuo Feixin's body is completely taken away by the Fallen Angel, the harm will be no less than Today’s other mountains.”
Mi Qing looked at him, who couldn't avoid his gaze, "Either find a way to interrupt the descending of the gods, or... kill her before the fallen angel takes her body."
"Are you kidding?" Mi Qing pointed at the red gold arms behind Zhuo Feixin, "Look at that thing. An umbrella and a string are enough to make a living mountain retreat again and again. Just like that, it's not The opponent of the fallen angel's black energy. Do you think, with Zhuo Feixin like this, who among us can kill her? Or interrupt her?"
Song Ziliu: "...Wan Jian returns to the clan!"
Thousands of swords came out together with great momentum.
But just as Mi Qing said, before he got within ten meters of Zhuo Feixin, an unknown black energy gathered, easily blocking Song Ziliu's attack.
"How is that possible? I heard before that Captain Zhuo's divine descent can be interrupted..." Song Ziliu's expression changed.
Mi Qing: "It only shows that this divine descending is not the same as the divine descending in the past."
So, what to do?
She was tortured by the repeated growth and withering of grass and vines in her body. Not only was her brain not confused by this, but she became calmer.
She raised her two hands, one hand was the source of Baiyan pollution, and the other hand was blood beads stained with black energy.
The blood turned to ice, but the cold was still raging.
Song Ziliu was about ten meters away from her at first, but now he has automatically retreated to thirty meters away. There was a circle of void beneath her feet, and ice fragments actually appeared out of thin air.
Obviously, the scarce water vapor in the void is also frozen.
It can be seen that the coldness contained in this ominous black air is so terrifying that it can even freeze bones and blood, not to mention the water vapor in the void.
Fortunately, she has the source of Baiyan pollution to compete with it.
But why is it that the source of Baiyan pollution can compete with the black energy, but the other source of pollution cannot be the same as the Zimu coffin.
Also, her bones and blood felt chilly, but the blood flowing from Zhuo Feixin's body seemed normal.
Why is this?
I don’t understand, but Zhuo Feixin can’t wait any longer.
Two-thirds of the red gold arm holding the umbrella has been eroded by the black air. If this continues, Zhuo Feixin will die before she can figure out the reason.
Mi Qing is a person with clear grudges.
Zhuo Feixin protected her over and over again, and this kindness must be repaid.
She couldn't sacrifice her life for the sake of justice like others, but she could sacrifice her life for the sake of her own will. She was going to die anyway.
"Mi Qing, what are you doing!"
Song Ziliu was still thinking of other ways when he saw Mi Qing suddenly flying towards Zhuo Feixin. He kept a considerable distance from both of them, and he was caught off guard and unable to stop them.
What’s even more bizarre is that Mi Qing can get close to Zhuo Feixin!
"aroma?"
Mi Qing was three meters closer to Zhuo Feixin and suddenly smelled a strange aroma.
She immediately thought of what the Japs had shouted before, saying that the black gas was fragrant.
Mi Qing looked down at the black energy on his body. Now passing through the vines planted with grass and vines, half of her body was eroded by black air, and half of her body was shrouded in white mist.
One is black and the other is white, they are fighting each other, and no one is weak.
Her eyes flashed, and the four grass and vine seeds behind her instantly rioted with her thoughts.
"Qiang——"
The grass and vines collided with the black air, making the sound of metal and stone buzzing.
There was only an inch away from Zhuo Feixin, and the grass and vines could no longer advance.
At the same time, Zhuo Feixin turned to look at Mi Qing.
The totem between her eyebrows has taken up most of her face, her eyes are out of focus and her pupils are dilated. But Mi Qing felt that 'she' could see her.
"Human? No, neither human nor spirit, neither life nor death, neither immortal nor ghost. Interesting."
'Zhuo Feixin' spoke.
The voice was low and hoarse, not like her own voice at all.
Mi Qing didn't care about what she said. Instead, he said calmly, "Immortal god? Fallen angel?"
"What about the Immortals? What about the Fallen Angels? So what about you?" 'Zhuo Feixin' sneered, raised her right hand, and saw that the red gold left arm behind her was completely eroded by black energy.
The dark purple umbrella remained in the void for a second, then turned black instantly.
The black umbrella grew bigger, covering the sky and the earth.
The already suppressed living mountain was shrouded in black umbrellas and sliced into exaggerated pieces!
Mi Qing didn't see the movements clearly at all.
But like this, Zhuo Feixin's body became miserable.
There were terrible scars all over, and Mi Qing, who was nearby, could see her internal organs. This level is no less than her current situation.
For a moment, I felt the same way.
Therefore, Mi Qing could not let Zhuo Feixin's situation continue to deteriorate.
In a moment, the right hand with the source of Baiyan pollution attached to it struck towards 'Zhuo Feixin', pointing directly at 'her' heart.
Zhuo Feixin did not look back. Her red gold arm that was corroded by the black energy blocked Mi Qing's attack. 'She' said nonchalantly: "You should be lucky. Your existence is special enough that I didn't kill you. But -"
'She' raised her hand, and Song Ziliu, who was several meters away, was unprepared and was knocked away by a palm.
The body smashed into the big pit of the living mountain and was also covered by the black umbrella.
Seeing that he was about to be sliced into pieces, the ribbon that was struggling to support him took the initiative to protect Song Ziliu.
"bother."
'Zhuo Feixin' looked over coldly, and the second red gold arm also began to be eroded by black energy.
Mi Qing seized this moment, grabbed the arm that had been eroded by black energy behind 'Zhuo Feixin' with his hand that was eroded by black energy, and activated another characteristic.
"Reincarnation of a hungry ghost!"
The characteristics of a level one hungry ghost only have one effect when used.
Dare to eat anything, and can eat anything.
Then, Mi Qing bit the arm, and the red gold flesh and blood was bitten off by her. At the same time, there was a rich black energy attached to the red gold flesh and blood, which she swallowed wholeheartedly.
"You're crazy!"
'Zhuo Feixin's face changed drastically.
"Swallow the flesh and blood of immortal gods and the source of fallen angels at the same time, and you will explode and die!"
Mi Qing's bright red tongue licked the blood off her mouth, and the flesh and blood stained on her teeth were also licked clean. If her eyes weren't still clear, she wouldn't look remotely human at this moment.
She smiled.
"The Source of Fallen Angels? If I absorb your Source of Fallen Angels, you will die faster."
When she decided to use herself to solve the black energy, which was the source of the Fallen Angels, she thought of a glimmer of hope. Fallen angels and immortal gods are in opposition, so the coexistence of the two must be opportunistic.
The flesh and blood of immortals and gods entered his body, and his whole body felt hot. The source of the fallen angel then entered, and it was extremely cold. The flesh is like being soaked in magma, but the bones and blood are in an extremely cold hell.
She was almost speechless when it was hot and cold.
But with the blessing of her heart, her body was tortured and destroyed, but her mind became clearer and clearer.
The flesh and blood of immortal gods compete with the source of fallen angels. Mi Qing frequently tries various characteristics to find a glimmer of hope for the physical limit.
At the same time, the arm on the back of 'Zhuo Feixin' that had been bitten by Mi Qing fell off on its own initiative, turning into a stream of red gold and penetrating into Mi Qing's body.
However, the red gold streamer also carried a large amount of the source of dark fallen angels.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Alas, today I chased Agarwood Ruchen again. Why can’t I write the emotional scenes that are sweet but not greasy, natural and not embarrassing like others?
I'm jealous.
It seems like you can't learn talent no matter how many books you read, so I'd better give up on emotional dramas. Concentrate on the unlimited upgrade stream for the heroine, go to hell with the male protagonist
