Chapter 837: Remnant soul

The purple coat is the most unspeakable, and the phoenix sinks and sinks, and the flashing inadvertently touches a distress.
Is he afraid of death?
Actually, I am not afraid.
Living for so long, for him, life and death are not much different.
If there is no attachment in this world, the only attachment is the little one in front of me.
Because of her appearance, the days when he lived will not be so boring, only a look of hope and excitement.
Seeing Xiao Yu and crying for him.
The heart of the purple clothes seems to be pinched by what it is, and the pain of the cockroaches is so painful that I want to reach out and wipe the tears for her. After all, it is impossible to do it. The blood knife in the soul array is getting faster and faster, if he reaches out. I am afraid that if I can't help her dry her tears, she will be cut off by a blood knife.
For the purple dress that sees through life and death, he is not afraid of his fingers being cut off, but he can't care that Xiao Yu will feel uncomfortable and will be sad.
"Master..."
Xiao Yu was anxious and painful to him, and the hand of the local sword was beginning to tremble slightly. The power of the soul was too horrible. Xiao Yu did not regret coming in, but regretted that the purple dress replaced her when she came in. Pull the purple coat.
Not waiting for Xiao Yu.
Purple clothes suddenly said: "Well, for the teacher to follow you."
Xiao Yu’s expression was a little stiff. Suddenly, she thought she had got it wrong. The blood knife would not give her too much time to think about other problems. She flew sharply. When she felt it, the sharpness was close to the ear. side.
Xiao Yu suddenly returned to God, when she was about to avoid, she flashed purple in front of her eyes, and when she saw it, the hand of the purple coat stretched into a fist, and the blood flowed down his hand.
Not a drop, it is a stream.
A shocking flow.
At this time.
Feng Lingran also felt a pain in his palm. He glanced in the direction of Xiao Yu, and he took the purple clothes to protect Xiao Yu and saw the scene of the blood knife in the palm of his hand.
Feng Lingran black 眸 flashed cold light, tight thin lips like a knife, with a chilly air.
When the remnant came in, he called the purple dress back to the body, so that there is a chance of winning.
did not expect.
The purple coat not only did not return to his body, but also gave him such a play.
Thought he didn't know the purpose of the purple coat?
Humph!
However, before I want to return, I will show it in front of Xiao Yu, so that Xiao Yu can firmly remember him.
Feng Lingran felt that the purple clothes were too shameless. In order to show, he did not hesitate to smash so many knives, and he also suffered from it.
The pain in the palm of your hand stimulated Feng Lingran's suffocation. His fingers tightened and squeezed the mysterious sticks harder. He whispered: "The knuckle knife changes."
When the Xuan Zang sticks out, it becomes a gorgeous knife.
The broadsword is a vertical glimpse, and the big knife shadow is born.
The sound of a crack on the ground.
The meditation was also forced back by this sudden and arrogant knife.
Feng Ling was full of suffocation, and he continued to fight with his mind and meditation. He turned and flew toward Xiao Yu and Zi Yi.
He is really fed up with the enchanting purple dress.
He is going to collect the enchanting.
The purple dress saw Feng Ling’s full-fledged flying over, and his phoenix flashed a glimmer of dark light. He also felt the anger of Feng Ling’s heart. This Feng Ling is really too urgent, and he can’t Wait a while?
Hey!
Forget it!
He didn't have a general knowledge of Feng Lingran. The purple dress finally looked at Xiao Yu, and it was difficult to give it a hard look. When he returned to Feng Lingran's body this time, he would give all his soul power to Feng Lingran.
He didn't know that after he had no soul power, he couldn't come out and look at Xiao Yu.
I don’t know if his purple clothes still exist after losing his soul.
These, the purple clothes did not tell Xiao Yu, he was afraid of Xiao Yu sad.
As for the future, that is the thing of Feng Lingran.
How would he say to Xiao Yu? Purple clothes do not know.