Chapter 116 (2/2)

For a time, every moment Wang dachui's brother and sister got along with themselves was replayed in their mind. They went to find the soul ring together, lived in Wang dachui's house together, and had dinner together

Unconsciously, Yan Mengmeng's vision became blurred. It seemed that something covered her eyes, and it seemed that her eyes didn't want to see this scene.

My face is a little hot, too. What is it?

Tears?

The hot tears ran down Yan Mengmeng's cheeks and turned cold.

Some tingles directly pierced Yan Mengmeng's heart.

If she is wrong, hesitation will be lost. If she can be a little earlier, if she doesn't faint that day, if she doesn't consider others

It's late. It's all late.

Then Yan Mengmeng summoned Han's lightsaber and kept approaching Wang sledgehammer who fell to the ground.

Every step is so heavy, every breath is so hard.

In one step, the transparent soul rings on Yan Mengmeng began to rise, one at each step. After ten steps, ten transparent soul rings continued to rotate around Yan Mengmeng.

At this time, the people in the hall had felt Yan Mengmeng's momentum.

They all came out to see what happened, but they didn't see anything, because Yan Mengmeng still had a door from them.

But Yan Mengmeng's powerful momentum is real. Every step she takes, the pressure of these people is even greater.

When they saw Yan Mengmeng, some low-level soul Masters had not insisted enough and knelt to the ground.

Some people with high soul power are still holding on. Fear makes them lose their previous high posture. In panic, they shout to Yan Mengmeng with a sword: ”who are you...?”

There was a shudder in her voice, but Yan Mengmeng didn't answer him. She continued to move forward. In her eyes, there was only Wang sledgehammer who fell to the ground and seemed to be smiling at herself.

At each step, Yan Mengmeng had a drop of tears falling, and the sound of Yan Mengmeng's tears dropping on the ground could be heard in the quiet.

”Tick... Tick...”

As they got closer, those people kept retreating until Yan Mengmeng came to Wang Dashui.

Yan Mengmeng squatted down and looked at Wang dachui, who had never closed her eyes. She smiled. Her smile was ugly. It was more like crying without a voice.

Until now, those people probably understood what the girl was doing, and quickly ordered the people around them to find two adults to worship.

In their eyes, Yan Mengmeng's momentum just now felt that ordinary people could not resist it. At least no one on the field could match it.

You must have come here to seek revenge with a sword, but you shouldn't have come here. This is the Wulin hall, the strongest Wulin hall in the mainland, not to mention two worshippers.

Of course, Yan Mengmeng doesn't know all this.

She put Han's lightsaber on the ground, released her hand holding Han's lightsaber, and gently wiped the blood on the corner of Wang's mouth.

Slowly opened his mouth and said, ”brother Wang, it's my fault.”

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Mengmeng slowly stood up and looked around with angry eyes.

He grabbed the light saber inserted on the ground.

At this time, a burst of black soul force came from Yan Mengmeng's lightsaber and wrapped her directly into a black ball.

Not to mention others, even Yan Mengmeng didn't react.

In the black ball, Yan Mengmeng stared suspiciously at the source of black soul power - the place where he held the lightsaber in his hand.

Black soul power kept pouring out here, but for a moment, he swallowed Han lightsaber, and then he was swallowed by these black soul power.

But Yan Mengmeng didn't feel any discomfort, but fell into a familiar state.

Yes, it's Yan Mengmeng's state after awakening the martial soul.

However, the surrounding is no longer a vast expanse of white, but endless darkness.

As on that day, the lightsaber in consciousness was suspended in front of Yan Mengmeng, waiting for Yan Mengmeng to hold the sword.

In consciousness, Yan Mengmeng reached out to grasp the sword, and a clear voice sounded.