Chapter 5151 (2/2)

Ye Lingyue compared a gesture, indicating that they are not impatient.

She came to Qin Xiaochuan.

Although emperor Shen didn't kill Qin Xiaochuan for the time being, his sword meaning was still hanging in front of him, aiming at Qin Xiaochuan's throat, as if it would be pierced in the next moment, which also avoided the dark inheritor's plot.

”Ling Yue, don't worry about me.”

Qin Xiaochuan's voice came.

”It's you again. What do you want to do?”

The voice of the heirs.

”This is the flesh of my fourth brother, the heirloom of darkness. You deceived the people of the red moon sky and killed so many innocent people. The power of your faith has already collapsed.”

Qin Lingchuan stares at Ye Xiaoyue.

”Go away! Don't lean on me

Dark inheritors struggle.

The closer ye Lingyue is, the more uncomfortable the breath becomes.

Ye Lingyue began to sing.

But she heard a fluent and melodious Sutra read out of her mouth.

It's the Vajra Prajna Sutra.

”Buddhism?”

One side of the cold eyed emperor Xin, also slightly a Zheng.He was a little surprised that ye Lingyue was actually a descendant of Buddhism.

And the Scripture?

Emperor Xin if thinking, looked at the eye leaf Lingyue.

When the Sutra is recited, Qin Xiaochuan's face changes.

His face muscles, constantly twitching, looked very painful, facial features were distorted.

In his throat, murmured, and made bursts of sound.

”Ogawa?”

Night Ling light standing aside, want to get close to, are di Xin cold eyes control.

Qin Xiaochuan's feeling at this time is very painful.

This is not just the pain in the body, but the pain in the soul.

The heiheihei inheritor is very cunning. When Qin Xiaochuan didn't pay attention to it, he left part of the dark power in Qin Xiaochuan's soul.

Although Qin Xiaochuan's body is not very good.

But he relied on a mortal body to understand the meaning of death.

Just because of this, the inheritors of dark city have been looking at it.

That dark force is very stubborn, it clings to the soul of Qin Xiaochuan, and will not let go.

Every word of Ye Lingyue's Scripture is like lingchi's knife. He wants to purify Qin Xiaochuan's soul again and again.

But every time, it was a little bit short.

For Qin Xiaochuan, this is like the soul of a tear, again and again baptism.

This feeling of ice and fire makes Qin Xiaochuan feel worse than death.

One side of the di Xin has been listening and watching.

”Sister, he looks very miserable. He Is he going to die? ”

Night Ling light beside watching, but also a burst of worry.

The night flies over the sun and frowns.

”Soul division is a very painful process. It's either swallowed up or purified, but it's more likely that it's driven to death. ”

The baby girl whispered.

”Kill me.”

Qin Xiaochuan is in great pain and looks at the night Lingguang.

”No Can't, silly big one, you insist, elder sister can purify your soul, she She can

Night Ling light closed his eyes.

He didn't want to see it again.

”Kill me!”

Qin Xiaochuan roared.

”It's useless. Just give up. My soul and this boy's soul have been integrated into one. It's useless to purify. Ha ha, even if I'm scared out of my wits, I'll drag him.”

The heirs laughed wildly.

He worked hard for so many years, and all of them were destroyed by the people in front of him.

He hates it. He hates it.

He would like to see these people in front of him, all in pieces.

However, the power of his faith has collapsed.

The only thing he can do is to find one to back himself up.

Bang, but see Qin Xiaochuan suddenly a blow on the ground, suddenly blood and flesh flying, his body, because of pain, curled up together.