"Please, no joke is funny at this time." Shui Miaomiao replied helplessly. If she could survive, would she still be in such a mess?
"I guided you to break the formation, thinking that I would be free. I think it was naive of me, but I simply stopped hoping for freedom a long time ago."
"Our spirits, or the demons in your mouth, have extremely long lifespans, and I have absorbed thousands of spirits. These people can't hurt me."
"I can see it, but Tuo Yanjun and the others can't beat you, so how can I possibly do it? Stop making such a joke." Shui Miaomiao tried hard to hold on to Ling, "So it's more practical for you to try your best to break free from the control and regain your sanity. The formations are all If it’s broken, you’ll be able to leave sooner or later.”
"No more extravagant hopes." Ling Wanwan said with despair.
There was silence for a few seconds.
Although I would prefer a perfect ending, the reality has always been so unreasonable.
Knowing that every second of delay was paid for by Tuo Yanjun and the others, Shui Miaomiao tried hard to hide her sadness and asked calmly: "Then what should I do?"
"I don't know~"
What does this sudden playful tone mean?
Shui Miaomiao instantly lost her sadness and became a little more irritable.
"I don't know again. You don't know if you can say anything else!"
"Come on, I believe you?"
Shui Miaomiao was so angry that she was speechless. The key was that the sentence 'I believe in you' was actually a question.
"If you can catch me, you should also be able to kill me. Think about it carefully."
"You made it simple. I swear to God I learned the art of controlling spirits. How about I dance for you?"
Ling chuckled lightly, threw the person who was about to lose his breath in his hands, and tried hard to control himself from attacking.
"The Tianyu people are good at dancing, but they are only danced during celebrations, so they shouldn't be able to kill me."
"So, you see you can stop, why not work hard, freedom is waving to you."
"I don't want freedom, I just want relief!"
Ling shouted the word "liberation" with an aggressive tone, shaking up the rocks and sand and shocking everyone. The suddenly strengthened pressure made everyone fall to the ground.
"I won't stop! It's impossible for me to stop. Even if I slow down, I will kill everyone in this pit."
Shui Miaomiao felt fear, and Ling grabbed her chin and lifted her in front of her.
"You have no choice but to kill me. Otherwise, after all this slaughter, I will be caught and locked up somewhere else. I will continue to be a puppet and guard an empty niche for hundreds of years!"
"I, I can't do it." Shui Miaomiao struggled, her face hurt, but she could feel the warm current flowing through her body, and her spirit was healing herself, but the method of treatment was consuming my own life force!
"I heard some old souls say that human beings have the greatest potential among all creatures in the world. Especially when they are on the verge of death, they can stand without falling and kill the enemy with hundreds of knives in their bodies. .”
Instinctively telling herself that this topic was not a good one, Shui Miaomiao laughed sarcastically, "No, don't listen to other people's nonsense. They are all fairy tales. Even if they exist, they are only caused by excessive adrenaline. They are all special cases."
Ling shook her head. She knew her fate clearly. If she was still the last person standing in the pit this time, she would be reused in other places. She didn't want to live this kind of life for a second. .
"Then please become this special case and find a way to kill me. Otherwise, I will teach you how life is worse than death."
There was flying sand and rocks, gray fog filled the sky, and the sky that finally lit up suddenly turned dark.
In the black mist, no one knew what Ling and Shui Miaomiao were doing.
But the screams coming from inside were frightening, and no matter how hard everyone struggled, they could not escape the pressure.
As for Hua Yixian and others, they were unable to struggle. They weighed more than a thousand pounds, their faces were red, and blood was seeping out from their skin.
I don’t know whether it was them or Shui Miaomiao who got into trouble first.
Every time he feels numb from pain and death is beckoning to him, the warmth will spread throughout his body, allowing Shui Miaomiao's body to return to its peak state, and the pain will return to before numbness.
This really perfectly explains what it means to live and die.
"That's enough." Shui Miaomiao feebly touched Ling's hand, which seemed to be pinching into his lungs, "Let me think of a way, at least give me a weapon."
Shuangxiao was picked up by Tuo Yanjun just now, and Shui Yingyin's whereabouts are still unknown.
Ling took out his hand and healed the wound on Shui Miaomiao's abdomen. With a casual wave of his hand, a sword flew up and handed it to Shui Miaomiao.
Opening his eyes with difficulty, Shui Miaomiao looked at the sword handed out by Ling and smiled with difficulty, "Wooden sword?"
Ling Mingming was also stunned for a moment, "I, I just grabbed a convenient one, why would someone carry a wooden sword with them!"
Ling wanted to change it, but Shui Miaomiao shook his head and took the wooden sword.
The quality of the weapon makes no difference to the spirit.
He was saying that if he got a weapon like that that could recognize people, he wouldn't be able to use it himself. The wooden sword was very good. They said that returning to nature might have miraculous effects.
When Shui Miaomiao mentioned the wooden sword, he couldn't help but think of Ninefold Vengeance.
He is really stubborn. Immortal Master Xian Yan said that he could make a weapon for him, but he insisted on not using it. The wooden sword could resist any damage, but it didn't matter. He still had a knife in his body.
Ling looked at Shui Miaomiao. After she took the sword, she fell into deep thought. This made Ling, who thought she saw hope, very unhappy.
His hand patted Shui Miaomiao's left shoulder, and the sound of bone breaking reached his ears.
I'm used to it. Really, I don't feel the pain anymore. Shui Miaomiao raised her eyebrows and looked at Ling. She never knew that she was so powerful and wasn't crazy yet. Maybe she was already crazy.
Shui Miaomiao asked abruptly: "Are you related to the devil?"
"Relationship? If we really want to talk about it, are they all natives of the world of gods and demons?" Ling said uncertainly, "Demons are more like humans or human-like demons. When humans first broke into the world of gods and demons, there was a period of time. We are indistinguishable from humans to demons, it’s just that humans are weaker, but now you have become the masters of the world of gods and demons.”
Ling gritted her teeth. Perhaps this sentence reminded her of the person who imprisoned her.
Shui Miaomiao glanced at her left shoulder, and Ling's hand had already dug into the flesh.
Sighing, Shui Miaomiao raised her sword and said nothing useful. However, this did not prevent her from giving it a try. She wondered what it was like to use a sword to perform swordsmanship.
'Puch'
The wooden sword penetrated the spirit mist-like body easily, and I thought it would break.
Ling lowered his head in surprise, and as he slashed with the wooden sword, the fog appeared and disappeared, no longer gathering.
"Hahaha, hahaha."
Ling laughed, covered the gap with his hand, and manually gathered the mist, "You succeeded, but you have to go faster. Don't hesitate. Please don't give me time to heal."
"As you wish." After covering the wooden sword with the spirit control technique, Shui Miaomiao hit a set of Six Soul Returning Evil Sword Techniques continuously.
She didn't know if her soul hurt or not. Looking at her increasingly thinner mist, Shui Miaomiao frowned more and more tightly.
Spirit just laughed, laughed, laughed wildly.
In this bloody Tiankeng, there suddenly came a burst of peach blossom fragrance. It was not the kind of nice flower fragrance, but the smell of rotten flowers after they were crushed into mud.
