Chapter 89： Desire of the Beast (22) (1/2)

niancheng, next to the beast.

The people in the chaotic space had no idea what was happening, but the hurricane rolled up in the chaotic space, and then opened their eyes. They had already come out, surrounded by people who looked at each other and talked.

Is it true that the New Year's Beast has been tamed as a Royal Beast?

And inquiring and watching, everyone's attention was all around the Ling family.

The silver-haired high priest also closed his eyes, but he did not wait for their official website, a slick of blood suddenly leached from his lips, and the distant red eyes slowly opened, but looked a little confused.

Dongfeng clenched his hands.

He ... seemed to be at the moment when he broke the restraint and saw a girl with a clear pupil ...

Is it an illusion? Or ... is it still a banned illusion?

”Sacrifice to the lord!” The seventh-tier fighter on the side came over for the first time, respectfully called him, but his eyes turned to Ling Ziyue who had not closed his eyes.

Dongfeng then looked at Ling Ziyue, who was still awake, sitting on the floor, her face was extremely pale, and her pale forehead was sweating, her face flushed as if she was extremely distressed.

”Miss Nine ... Is this a failure?” Nanbo asked tentatively, for fear of offending Dongfeng.

In the past, he put his hand on Ling Ziyue's head, and a soft white light enveloped it, but it was bounced off on the spot.

Dongfeng's sparse brows frowned and looked at the sleeping young beast. ”The ban on the new beast has changed. This time, I am afraid that no one will be able to win this royal beast ... Ziyue is a little bit lucky this time!”

”Why didn't Miss Nine wake up yet?” Nanbo looked a little anxious now.

”She is probably trapped by the ban. Don't worry too much, the ban is harmless!” Dongfeng looked down at Ling Ziyue.

In his heart, Ling Ziyue is still his most special person. He had been lonely for so many years. He slowly accepted this villain and watched her blooming step by step, as if she could not stand her disappearing in her own world. .

But even if he had Ling Ziyue completely, hug and sleep with her every day, for some reason, the devastation that had been entangled with him for hundreds of years could not be solved.

It's just that I don't know when, the demon is no longer the darkness that is so empty to devour people, and it becomes the hopeless abyss of the black fire.

He was in the golden light, and Ling Ziyue was held in his arms.

The abyss was cold, and Bitong's agile cat kitten was stepped on his shoulders. His body was like a disconnected kite, pulled by the wind in the abyss, and her black hair was flying and falling into the dark.

”Miss Ling Jiu can't die yet ... so let's go ...”