Chapter 898: Juvenile II from the rot

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The hand holding the inky ghost sickle was as pale as snow, with no trace of popularity or death, as if the artwork carved by Leng Yu was clean and pure, as if nothing could contaminate it.
People who are so unstained by the dust, but stepped on top of a hundred ghosts, surrounded by a hundred ghosts, step by step toward the other side.
The calm pace, it seems that a lotus reincarnation blooms under his feet, raising the long-distance running, revealing a plume of emerald pink.
Yi Li's eyes tightened as he saw the long emerald green hair exposed under the black cloak.
is her?
That witch is not dead!
This man saved the witch? !
"who are you?"
As soon as the words fell, Yi Li's pupils shrank, and the coming person waved the black sickle against his throat. Yi Li realized that his feet had been choked by the white paws of the evil spirits.
"Oooo ..."
The goblin with the cracked canine teeth licked his ankle gently and seemed to be able to crush it at any time.
Under the cloak, the young man lifted up quietly, and a blaze of fire burned quietly in his eyes.
Black hair black eyes, black hair white lips, frost-like cold and ethereal temperament, called Yi Li suddenly stunned in place.
"It's you?" Fighting Soul Sect ... Ling Han? !
No, he is not Ling Han!
This guy, there is no demeanor!
He ... is clearly not human!
The teenager raised his eyes and his long feathers covered the deep and unrestrained emotion.
He clasped Lu Jiuqi's hand tightly, let her head rest in his arms, still not wide shoulders, but could protect her steadily from the waves.
So careful, as if she was the treasure of his life.
"Are you a ghost?"
wrong!
This breath, non-human, non-ghost, non-death, non-life, non-existence, non-existence ...
How is this going?
The teenager frowned impatiently, the wind rose under his feet, and his hoarse voice reverberated.
"She's not someone you can move."
In a word, murderous.
Severe pain came from Yili's abdomen, his eyes widened and he looked down sharply.
Green thorns emerged from the decaying water, pierced his abdomen, crushed and absorbed the flesh and blood, and raised him high in the piercing night wind, like a swaying banner of the victor.
How can this be!
The life and death of this witch is unknown, why is this barren vine completely unaffected?
Is it ...
Isn't this witch's owner the witch?
"Poof ..."
Easy to centrifuge, the soul trembles, spit out a blood donation from the corner of his mouth, his body is withered, and his eyes are locked on the teenager.
What shocked him more than the vines of the wild was the soul of the human beings who were not human, not ghosts, not dead, not living, and did not survive.
In the moment when Yili's breath dissipated, the teenager used a ghost sickle to hook a touch of crimson ecstasy to the top of the sickle. .
"Crunch—"
The powerful brand was bitten by him, and the strength of this strong man's soul-removing force turned into a warm current, flowing into his body.
The teenager lowered his eyes, and there was warmth and reluctance in his dim eyes. He stared quietly at the unconscious Lu Jiuqiu, sighed slightly, leaned over and pinched her jaw, making her mouth open slightly. The air feeds the spirit of liberation into her mouth.
"Well……"
This weak whisper fell into the ear of the teenager, like a natural sound, and the terrible blood hole in her body gradually healed at a rate visible to the naked eye.
The boy's cold pale hands rubbed her lips gently, her eyes drooping softly: "Jiu'er, you'll be fine ..."