The blow just now had exhausted all Qinghui's strength, and she was swaying a little unsteadily. Looking at the embarrassed Yu Feng, she didn't know what she felt in her heart.
Yan Yun looked at Qinghui, then at Yu Feng, and then raised her hand to bring her to Yu Feng, "Did you think it was over like this?"
"I won't kill you, I will let you watch her die slowly."
Listening to her words, Yu Feng's pupils shrank, and the next second, Yan Yun forcefully injected the spiritual energy into his body to prevent him from dying due to the rapid release of the spiritual energy.
"Yan Yun, you are really cruel. I just told you how to break the formation."
Qinghui was in pain from being pulled by her, but he couldn't help but laugh, "I think back then, you were still a useless little girl. It's really fate that plays tricks on people, cause and effect reincarnate."
At the end of the sentence, she laughed loudly, not knowing whether she was talking about Yan Yun or everything in the past.
It is true that she loves him, and it is also true that she hates him.
She was surprised at the moment of resurrection, and even had a little surprise when she saw him, but it was not her at that time.
Maybe it was a mistake in the formation that allowed her to coexist with Song Qingyue, but she was the dominant one.
But she is the noble empress of the demon world. If he dares to destroy her entire clan, then she will let the disciples of the sect he protects be infected with demonic aura, causing everyone around him to suffer a bad end.
"You've done a lot of evil, so just wait for death."
Yan Yun didn't look at her more, but dumped her on Yu Feng.
At this time, Yushui City was almost in ruins, and blood rain suddenly fell from the sky, with drops of blood falling on the dark red floor tiles.
The two of them were at the end of their lives. Before leaving, she stretched out her hand to trap the two of them in the aura shield, just in case.
Yan Yun came to the formation that trapped Song Qingyue. The formation was much more illusory than before.
In the chaotic world, she closed her fingers slightly, and her whole body gradually emitted a soft light, and then a faint blue spiritual energy came out from her fingertips.
There was just a "snap" sound, and the formation in front of him began to shatter like glass from bottom to top.
Countless trapped souls turned into a strong gust of wind, and with the formation as the center, they were lifted up layer by layer, and they were finally freed.
When the wind passed by Yan Yun, she seemed to hear thank you one after another.
The people in the formation became clear from the original blur, and the suspended state fell down the moment the formation was completely shattered.
Yan Yun caught her, and the aura in Song Qingyue's body was chaotic, and the demonic energy and spiritual energy were intertwined. If it were not suppressed by the formation, he would have died long ago.
She didn't know how to help her get rid of the demonic energy, so she tentatively released the ice flame and carefully guided it into Song Qingyue's meridians.
The ice flames swallowed up the demonic energy along her meridians, and when she came out, she seemed to have grown a little bit bigger, happily circling around Yan Yun.
Seeing this, Yan Yun's eyes flashed with joy, so could she use it to save Jiang Qinghe?
But soon she remembered what Duocai said, that magic roots are the most pure things and are not within Bingyan's business scope.
"Host, you have released so many trapped souls and added a lot of merit."
"Merit is hard to come by. Now that you have merit in your body, it is difficult for ordinary evil spirits to get close to you, and your luck will also change. More importantly, do you know? If you add a little merit, I can Plus one point.”
Merit?
Yan Yun thought of those strands of golden light. It turned out that they were transformed by merit and could free them. She was also very happy.
Because Song Qingyue hadn't woken up yet, she hugged her and prepared to go back to where she was. She didn't know if Qinghui was dead.
Duocai's voice was full of joy, "It won't take long for me to return to the top 100 in the system rankings!"
Although I am a bit dreaming, I still have to have ideals.
She asked curiously: "What's your ranking now?"
"About four hundred thousand."
"ah?"
"How many systems do you have in total?"
First hundred? Four hundred thousand? You can't do this even in your dreams.
"Four hundred thousand."
Duocai is a little guilty and his voice is weak.
"Then you still tell me that you are a high-level system? Work more and dream less."
Yan Yun was helpless. She knew that no advanced system would get stuck and data errors would occur at every turn. Isn't this just a scam?
"Yingyingying used to be a high-level system, but it was only after tens of thousands of points were deducted that it became a treasure appraisal system."
Duocai tried to quibble, it also had its glory days, right?
"Then what system did you use before?"
"Of course it is the most powerful Long Aotian system, determined to build every little cannon fodder into the strongest combat power on the surface!"
Duocai thought of the past and now, and sighed silently, "Otherwise, how do you think I opened so many back doors for you?"
"Isn't this what you should do? Don't act like you are great. We are not in a superior-subordinate relationship."
Her tone was calm. At first, she was indeed a little afraid of this system. After all, it was too special, invisible and intangible, but it could control her.
And gradually, Duocai did get better, and she would not stupidly think that it was her kindness that influenced it.
Duocai was willing to open the back door for her just for its own sake, to help her become stronger and let her complete the task, so that it could gain back the deducted points.
She wants to be strong, and it wants to gain points. This is a mutually beneficial relationship.
After Yan Yun said this, Duocai stopped talking.
When she returned to Yushui City, she looked at Yu Feng again. He was holding the dead Qinghui in his arms, with a numb expression on his face.
She pulled away the aura mask, and then he had some reaction.
He raised his eyes, looked at Yan Yun, and then at Song Qingyue in her arms, with complicated eyes, "Are you satisfied now?"
Ignoring the sarcasm in his words, Yan Yun ignored him. So what if he was satisfied or dissatisfied? Tragedy has happened.
"How to get out."
After a long time, she asked, but received silence from him.
After a while, he spoke and told her how to get out.
There wasn't much surprise on her face, as if she expected Yu Feng would tell her.
"Host, how did you know he would tell you?"
Yan Yun: Even though Qinghui is dead, if he doesn’t die for his love, he must still have something to do.
Yu Feng was able to do this for Qinghui, and he watched his beloved die. According to normal rules, they would all die together.
Now that his inner elixir has been destroyed and his cultivation has been completely lost, living is also torture for him.
So the aura shield she specially set up was also to prevent him from committing suicide. After all, everyone outside still didn't know his true identity. Yan Yun was not willing to let him die like this without accepting trial.
There was no way he could die while there was a spirit shield.
Then she removed the aura mask, but he didn't rush to commit suicide, which meant that he still had unfinished business, and he might even beg her for help.
This line is finally almost finished, and I feel a little emotional. In fact, this line can be written before 300,000 words, but I accidentally wrote too much in the copy of the Undersea Secret Realm. In addition, I was a little busy for a while and had to bury new lines, which caused confusion in those days of updating. , and some places were filled in incorrectly (ε)...
