Chapter 32 (1/2)

Ning Ling is leaning against the stone wall with her knees folded. The black robe on her seems to have a taste of his own. The bright sunlight pours out and wraps her whole body. However, Ning Ling does not feel half the warmth. Instead, there is a chill rising from the bottom of her heart, which makes her face slightly white.

She had been awake for five days. Qin Huan still didn't come back. He didn't say anything but left this black robe. Because of this, Ning Ling's heart was tightened and he was in pain. Because she knew exactly what it meant.

With this black robe, so many pills, and the tact and prudence he showed in his escape, Qin Huan had a great chance to leave as long as he gave up her. But he didn't leave at last. He left her the hope of life and was swallowed up by darkness alone.

Ning Ling looked at the cave entrance, as if he saw the back of that day when he left. He could no longer suppress his grief and tears. In five days, Qin Huan could not survive until now. If he didn't come back, he would never come back.

For so many years, Ning Ling has never experienced this kind of bitterness. It is like a meteor across the sky. After illuminating the journey of life, it stops abruptly at the next moment. However, Qin Huan left the deepest mark in her heart, which will never be erased.

She wiped away her tears, put on her black robe and walked out. Although her eyes were slightly red when she stepped out of the cave, her face was colder than ever. This indifference is not the same as before, it seems to close herself completely from the inside out.

Whew -

the sound of breaking the air suddenly rings. A black magic knife is faster than lightning. It goes straight to her figure and cuts it off. The violent breath is like a prison. It stirs up a raging wind, lifts her hair, rolls up the black robe and blows it into the hole. Ning Ling raises his hand and grabs it, but he doesn't catch it. He is shocked to see it fall into the hole. It seems that he is in two different worlds from her, and the bottom of his eyes is filled with sadness.

When the magic knife is more than ten meters away, the invisible force imprisons it. The magic knife is shrill and shrill, but it will crack in the next moment.

Not far away, there was a scream of panic. Suddenly, a figure rose to the sky. The rolling magic spirit revealed its golden elixir, which was even stronger than the dark one. But this is such a powerful devil, but at the moment like a bereaved dog, terrified.

Shua -

an old man appeared in the air, his eyes were half open and half closed, but he raised them by chance, which was a thunderbolt. He said lightly, ”since you have come, please stay!”

He seemed to twist the space with a flick of his sleeve. The figure of the devil's golden elixir soared to the sky like a fly, which was born and laid on the earth. The stone cave was smashed by the great noise of the sky, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out to the whole person, breaking into nothingness.

One strike, not only kill a devil's golden elixir, but also crush everything on him into powder. What strength!

Ning Ling didn't look at him. He stared at the black robe buried in the rubble. His eyes became sad. But in a second, they were all covered in his heart. There was only endless coldness in his eyes.

The old man did not know when he appeared behind him. He arched his hand and said, ”Miss seven, it's time for us to go home.”

Ning Ling turned around and took a breath gently. ”Old cloud, I want this place to be a thousand miles away, and there is no more demon repair.”

Old cloud frowned. ”You can't come back to life after death. Why does Miss seven have to? If I do, I'm afraid it will cause a stir. ”

Ning Ling's voice turned cold. ”Do I insist?”

Old cloud sighed, just about to promise to come down, his face suddenly changed, suddenly turned around to look at the distant mountains and forests. Overhead, the sky is fast and dark, and stars emerge, which is the magic light of terror. All the living beings in the area felt a fear and tremble from the deep soul.

”Reverse Yin and Yang, and the magic pillar will come to the world!” Old cloud's voice is low, and every word is rolling in the air. It seems to be the weight of mountains. ”Miss seven, there's a magic power coming. I can't let you make any more nonsense. Let's go now!”

Ning Ling's eyes turned red and bowed down. ”Qin Huan, I promise you that I will be able to kill the demons in the future, and let the demons go up and down for thousands of miles!”

Whew -

old cloud sighed in his heart. He brushed his sleeve and took Ningling with him. He lifted a long sword and two of them roared to the distance, which disappeared in a flash.

Two hours later, Qin Huan, who was trying to find his way here, stood outside the completely collapsed cave with a silent face. In front of this scene, the expectation, excitement and joy of his heart gradually became cold and silent, eventually drowning all his thoughts.

For a long time, Qin Huan frowned hard. How could it end like this? He didn't believe that God would give him such a result when he came back from life and death!

Taking a deep breath, Qin Huan began to clean up the rubble on the ground. The power of the [magic body] was released completely. Gao boulder could be thrown away at will. But Qin Huan had no mind at the moment. He used it to experience his physical strength. He silently sprinkled his sweat and let them wet his clothes.

All of a sudden, Qin Huan's body was slightly stiff, and a familiar black appeared in front of him. He cleaned up the nearby stones, picked up the dusty black robe, on which there were some dried blood traces, like a sharp sword pierced his heart, making him almost stop breathing.

For a long time, Qin Huan folded the black robe and put it into the storage bag. Then he turned to the layman. At this moment, the 18-year-old boy's back was still straight, but he sent out endless patheties and vicissitudes, which made his nose sour and a little hazy.He blinked hard. Qin Huan's speed gradually increased. He was like a strong horse, running wildly in the forest. When he came to the deep valley, he stopped abruptly and shouted with all his strength. The rolling waves echoed in the valley and tore his heart and lungs.

Outside the valley, the two nuns were startled. When they saw Qin Huan, they said softly, ”elder martial sister, this man looks sad.”