Chapter 1684: Waiting for me (seeking a ticket)

However, many people who follow the Nangong Temple personally know it.
How terrible this cold poison is, even if it is the yang of the jade fire, it can only suppress it, but it cannot let him disappear.
Once this cold poison broke out, it was not a joke when it was frozen.
However, the outbreak of cold poisons means that the Nangong Temple will be completely swallowed up by this poisonous yin to cold, and the dark spiritual power in his body will be completely rioted.
That means that Nangong Temple will die!
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On the top of Cangshan.
The building was on the ground, the hands and feet kept scratching the ground, crawling desperately, crying in the mouth and crying: "Forgive me, beg you to spare me... I will never dare, God respects me... No more dare..."
"Ah, ah-!!" The black spiritual power caught one of his feet, but did not spread upwards.
I saw the air twisted for a while, and the foot of the Louhai Sea was pulled down by the hard, disappeared into the darkness, and the blood splashed.
However, the horrible engulfing of the black spiritual power has not stopped.
Hands, feet, abdomen, chest, little by little, separating his limbs and flesh and blood.
But it is not dead, even if the heart is swallowed up by the dark, still not dead!
What kind of fear and pain is there, the boundless despair.
The last thing that Lou Bohai saw was the smiling eyes, red as blood, gentle as water, but cruel without a trace of humanity.
He really regrets that if...there is no news of the origin of the wood; if he did not personally chase the mainland, it would be fine. If... he didn’t get into this horrible man.
Unfortunately, there is no such thing in the world.
The family has been destined to be the end of the decline.
Until the last silk of the Louhai Sea was swallowed up by the dark black spirit, Nangong Temple stopped driving the devastating power of devouring.
After the object of phagocytosis, the dark black spirit quickly rushed to the side of Nangong, wrapped him, jumped, and boiled, as if for so many reasons.
This is a power of destruction. If you master it badly, you will destroy yourself while destroying the enemy.
Nangong Temple can bind them and control them, but at this time he does not want to do it at all.
As the star of the blood looks up to the east, the rising sun is exploring the clouds a little, and the morning light of the golden red shines on the earth.
For others, this dark and lonely night is about to pass, and the warmth of dawn is about to return.
However, the warmth and light of his Nangong Temple will never come again.
The dark black spirit slowly drowned the body of Nangong, and it was contaminated with his throat, his face, and his eyes with a smile: "Xi, wait for me."
The redness of the redness receded from the bottom of the eye and turned into a deep love and thoughts.
He knows that his creek is strong, but his heart is afraid of loneliness. He knows that his brook does not like to laugh or cry, but ridiculously, it is so bright, crying is so painful.
He knows that this life has lost its embarrassment, and that his Nangong Temple has no longer lived.
Xier, waiting for me, I will come with you soon.
From then on, we will live and die together and never separate.
"Young Master !!!"
The southern butler's stern screams through the clouds.
The last scene he saw was the dark black spirit that completely engulfed the Nangong Temple and then dissipated between heaven and earth.
From then on, there was no more on the mainland of the Jurassic, and there was no more than the Southern Palace.