Chapter 4177: Hate

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So, is this all just her calculations?
Qin Xiaochuan felt a moment of speechlessness, and this woman has never changed from beginning to end. It has already been counted well.
At the foot, there was another shock.
Ye Lingyue looked up and saw the meditation not far away, and the mouth was still fiercely confronted with Xiao Ming.
From the volume point of view, Ye Lingyue's little mound is much smaller, but the combat power is very amazing, not inferior to Chen Mu's mouth.
In the midst of the sorrow, there was no victory or defeat. Ye Lingyue went to the Hongyan Ding and looked at the Yan Ding.
After the snow and soul fluttered, Hong Yanding has become an object of no ownership.
This time, she should be able to recognize the Lord.
Ye Lingyue once again came to the face of Hong Yanding, his hand fell on his eyebrows.
The eyebrows are the best blood for the Lord, second only to the blood of the heart.
This lipstick Yan Ding, Ye Lingyue is not at hand.
The blood of the eyebrows falls on the tripod.
The blood floated on the tripod, and a dark red red light flashed.
Ding slightly trembled, the blood slowly penetrated into the red Yan Ding.
After waiting for a few breaths, the mouth is still unresponsive.
"It's not right."
Ye Lingyue saw, secretly thinking, she thought of a move, infiltrated into Hongyan Ding.
When God read into Hongyan Ding, Ye Lingyue felt that his gods were sinking down, and inside Ding, a white, Ye Lingyue only felt that his gods had a sense of falling into the clouds.
At this time, under the Ding, the place where Liu Qichang was engraved earlier, the three handwritings, the strangely lit up, emitted a color like blood.
Ye Lingyue’s thoughts are still sinking.
At this time, she felt a whirlpool in front.
Her thoughts were caught in the whirlpool for a moment.
The whirlpool came suddenly, and she was unprepared.
At the moment when Shen Nian was involved, Ye Lingyue felt that things were not good.
It was not an ordinary whirlpool. She felt the breath of life in the whirlpool.
In the whirlpool, someone is there!
In the red Yan Ding, how can someone be there?
Ye Lingyue was shocked by this thought of a cold sweat.
That mouth, for thousands of years, is the control of the snow.
The souls of the female ghosts who were killed are long gone.
Who is that person?
Regardless of who the other party is, she must control the dominance of Ding.
Ye Lingyue did not dare to care.
"Qin Xiaochuan, check for me."
Ye Lingyue only dropped a word.
Her soul, instantly entered the mouth of the mouth.
"Ye Lingyue?"
Qin Xiaochuan did not know, what happened to Ye Lingyue in the end, seeing Ye Lingyue suddenly sitting cross-legged, motionless, Qin Xiaochuan can not help but be a bit stunned.
As soon as the spirit of the spirit enters the red Yan Ding, Ye Lingyue’s soul continues to fall.
When approaching the vortex, Ye Lingyue felt a strong breath.
His own pitiful God thoughts have long been swallowed up by the whirlpool.
When his soul fell to the vortex, Ye Lingyue barely held his foot and prevented his soul from being caught in the whirlpool.
"Who is here to pretend to be a ghost?"
Ye Lingyue asked sharply.
But in the whirlpool, a pair of eyes appeared.
It was a pair of pale gold dragonflies, like a beast, and like a human eye.
"It's you."
A sudden voice came out of the whirlpool.
This voice.
If Ye Lingyue is struck by lightning, this voice, she seems to have heard it somewhere.
In the brain, the flash of light flashed, and what flashed very quickly.
Under the king of the soldiers, within the underground palace, Ye Lingyue heard this voice.
Under one command, the heads of countless young girls were cut off and the blood flowed into the river.
The white robe of the moon is a creepy humming sound.
It's him!
How can she forget the golden cockroaches?
When she passed the time and space ban and witnessed the second seal of the Tianmojing, she also saw the painter of the Taiyin god.
That white robe masked priest.
That terrible and cruel man.
"You are a seven-year change."
Ye Lingyue’s teeth clenched and squeezed a word.
Unexpectedly, this red Yan Ding, in the absence of the blood of the snow to recognize the Lord, there is still a brand of Liu Qichang.
This embarrassing man, leaving behind the snow, still left this power vortex.
"We met again, Lord God."
The man’s voice is clear and sweet.
"Do you recognize me?"
Ye Lingyue, a glimpse of her, although she had seen Liu Qichang in Bingwang City, it can be said that she only saw Liu Qichang.
The second mouth of the Devil Well has been sealed for thousands of years, and Liu Qichang should have left.
"We don't just know, we used to be..."
In the words of Liu Qichang, there are a few more emotions that are unclear.
"I do not know you."
Ye Lingyue smashed the railroad.
"It’s ruthless. Since you are ruthless, don’t blame me for being ruthless.

The sound of Liu Qichang also changed abruptly.
The vortex suddenly increased. Ye Lingyue only felt that his soul was swept by a whirlpool, and the soul was caught in the whirlpool.
That vortex, isolated everything outside.
The soul is like being torn by countless hands, and the three souls and seven scorpions will be shattered.
"After I have swallowed up your soul, I have swallowed up your body, Xuan Yin Tian Nu, you said that if you become one, what a wonderful thing."
The sound of Liu Qichang is everywhere.
"You can't think about it."
Ye Lingyue only felt that his soul seemed to be a lonely boat. In the vast ocean, he was swallowed by the storm.
Floating and sinking, there will never be a day.
"Give up, you can't escape. Your god's thoughts are insignificant in front of my ‘the gods vortex.'

The voice of Liu Qichang constantly confuses Ye Lingyue.
The Desperate River is a kind of heavenly attacking technique.
Within its whirlpool, it consists of countless heavenly minds.
Whether it is a warrior or an alchemist, once inhaled by the Vulcan vortex, its body and soul will be destroyed.
Even if there is a miracle, the soul and the body can get rid of the star vortex, and it must be disabled or incomplete.
Ye Lingyue did not notice that when Liu Qiu changed his star vortex to swallow it, his tone was a bit more hateful.
That hate is enough to destroy the earth.
Ye Lingyue tried to use God to break through, but the power of God could not be exerted at all.
Countless darkness, no top.
The soul is a little bit broken.
"No... can't admit defeat. I will go."
At the moment when the soul was completely torn, Ye Lingyue still kept the last point of waking.
She must leave here, she can't die.
She wants to return to the realm of the gods, she is also looking for the seal of the heavens, the emperor... the mother-in-law... the family are still waiting for her.
She can't die... the obsession with immortality is constantly fermenting in the heart of Ye Lingyue.
In the depths of the soul, a touch of light, at this moment, instantly lit up.