Because of this battle.
The lush trees all around collapsed to the ground.
The sky was so dark that it was depressing.
It can be clearly seen at night.
Among the surging dark clouds, there seemed to be something, and within it, the clouds turned upside down.
But, no matter how Ye Qingluo looked at it carefully.
Can't see clearly what's in it.
"What the hell is this thunder!" Feng Ling scolded angrily, getting up from the ground.
As soon as he opened his mouth to curse.
The wind chime heard a "click", something cracked.
Feng Ling was taken aback.
The cracking sound was too close.
near to...
It was as if she had broken herself.
Himself... split
This thought made Feng Ling's pupils widen suddenly.
Almost subconsciously, she took out a dagger from the space pocket.
She raises the blade...
"ah-"
A short scream came from Feng Ling's mouth.
She threw the dagger out and hugged her face with both hands: "No... no... no! My face, my face..."
"Crack, click—"
There was another crisp cracking sound.
Feng Ling hugged her head and half squatted on the ground.
Just now, she clearly saw her terrifying face reflected on the blade.
Her face was blackened by lightning.
The most infiltrating is...
The position from her cheek to chin...,
It is split!
Cracked in two.
Moreover, it is impossible to reattach the limbs even if they are severed, as before when they were experimental subjects in the Dark Palace.
The gap in her jaw can no longer be closed!
She feels no pain.
There is no blood in the body.
All I could hear was the sound of my own face cracking.
The wind chime was about to collapse.
Although, her face has been completely ruined.
But it doesn't mean that she can accept her own face, ruin upon ruin, or that kind of... shocking ruin!
The appearance of Feng Ling just now.
Not only the five dead puppets saw it.
Ye Qingluo could also see clearly.
Seeing this situation, the five dead puppets were already afraid of the dark clouds surging in the sky and the thunder that was about to strike again.
One by one, staring at the sky very vigilantly.
Where can I control it, the life and death of the wind chimes.
Ye Qingluo withdrew his gaze.
She lowered her eyes and looked at Xi Jue in her arms.
Xi Jue stopped struggling without knowing when.
The huge leopard raised its head and stared blankly at the sky.
Ye Qingluo took the opportunity to turn Xijue into a pet form, hugged her in her arms, stood up immediately, and wrapped one hand around Chu Wuxin's arm: "Let's leave first."
It is not clear whether the sky thunder is an enemy or a friend.
Even the new type of dead puppets can be dealt with.
She, as well as the two holy beasts, might not be able to please her.
Besides, Xi Jue's state must be resolved.
Chu Wuxin was also seriously injured.
There is no longer any delay!
"Ow—"
In his arms, Xi Jue let out a short cry.
It struggled violently, and when Ye Qingluo was helping Chu Wuxin to sit on Qiqi's back, it rolled out of Ye Qingluo's arms.
Ye Qingluo was startled, and his face changed greatly: "Xi Jue!"
She supported Chu Wuxin, and immediately rushed towards Xi Jue.
But I saw the little Xi Jue rolling several times on the ground.
Then he raised his head and stared blankly at the sky.
It didn't move, it just kept staring at the horizon.
And the place where Xijue rolled down happened to be near where Fengling was sitting with her head in her arms.
As long as the wind chime reaches out, it can be caught.
It is also because of this distance.
It made Ye Qingluo tremble with fear.