Chu Wuxin's words made Ye Qing's pupils shrink slightly.
She frowned, her eyes were sharp: "You mean...he hasn't broken the seal for so long, is there another reason?"
Chu Wuxin glanced at Huang Wuyou: "He should be waiting... to absorb enough power, so that he can break the seal and be reborn from Nirvana with the power of his heyday."
heyday…
Ye Qingluo's pupils widened.
She gets it.
What Chu Wuxin meant was...
Huang Wuyouhui has not broken the seal for a long time, it is only because his current strength has not recovered to the state of the year.
He recharged his batteries and used this huge forbidden spell to give his soul and his body, which had been dusty for thousands of years, a brand new state.
But now, Huang Wuyou wants to directly...
Have you broken the seal
In this situation where the consciousness is damaged and the soul is injected with poison, how to break the seal
no wonder...
Huang Wuyou would just say that she was forcing him to say such things.
Huang Wuyou was forced by him to break the seal ahead of time.
And this opportunity to break the seal...
Could it be related to Linglong
Otherwise, with Huang Wuyou's character, how could he cast the so-called master-servant curse on Linglong
At such a critical moment, even if you exhaust your strength, you still have to summon Linglong
All thoughts are formed bit by bit in my mind.
She also wanted to understand all the causes and consequences.
She raised her eyes and looked at the little man with a painful face.
Linglong didn't know what her father wanted to do to her.
Her teary eyes were dim, and she looked at Huang Wuyou pitifully, trying to get a little pity from Huang Wuyou.
However, the little man's pupils were blurred by tears.
All he could see was the face with a ferocious, distorted, and malicious smile.
Suddenly, Linglong's head buzzed.
Vaguely, it seemed that she heard a soft voice, like a warm wind, dispelling the pain in her body, resounding in her mind.
Yes, the mind, not the ears.
It was like a voice that appeared out of thin air in his mind.
"Linglong."
That voice called her name.
Linglong froze for a moment, surprised in her heart.
This is... sister? !
"It's me." The voice sounded softly, "Don't talk, listen to my sister."
Linglong's small body trembled slightly.
"Do you trust my sister?" the girl asked softly.
Linglong resisted the physical pain, and replied from the bottom of her heart: "Trust."
The girl smiled slightly: "Hey, close your eyes, have a good sleep, and when you wake up... everything will be over."
sleep
How should she sleep
The power lingering around her almost seemed to drain her dry.
She couldn't bear the pain at all.
But listening to the girl's gentle voice.
Linglong couldn't help but want to believe it.
Her tear-filled eyes closed tremblingly.
That is the moment of closing.
In her breath, she seemed to smell a faint medicinal fragrance.
The next moment, she lost all consciousness and perception, and fell into a deep sleep.
"Um?!"
Huang Wuyou was injecting Xuanyin Qi into Linglong's body.
Suddenly, he saw the little man struggling in the Xuanyin Qi, and suddenly stopped struggling and remained motionless.
His movements paused, and the mysterious yin breath penetrated.
It was discovered that Linglong had completely lost consciousness.
He frowned slightly, an ominous premonition welling up in his heart.
He raised his head suddenly and looked at Ye Qingluo.
Just right, I met the girl's narrow, slightly curved eyes...