Luo Qingchen sprinted all the way towards the Star Palace.
For some reason, the faint feeling of uneasiness in her heart made her feel a little suffocated.
Just when she was about to enter the God-killing Sword Formation and walk towards the main hall, Mo Bai suddenly appeared and stopped her.
"Qingqing—" He blocked her out of the sword formation forcefully, with some embarrassment between his eyebrows: "Sir Lingxuan said, since you want to go to Luoyun Palace, go to Luoyun Palace."
"Who said I wanted to go?" Luo Qingchen bit her lip, a mist forming in her eyes.
If it hadn't been for Suye just now, she might have fallen off the ladder. Now her wrist is still hurting, but he even chased her away. A feeling of grievance suddenly came to my heart, my nose felt sore, and I almost shed tears.
"Qingqing, I also find this strange." Mo Bai asked her softly: "What is your relationship with the second prince? Why is it that the witch clan is saying today that you are his destined marriage!"
Mad, it must be the one from Xiying! I'm so angry, how could there be such a shameless person!
"Nonsense-" she bit her lip and said, "I'm not, I'm not!"
With that said, she pushed Mo Bai away and tried to walk forward.
"Qingqing, don't leave." Mobai grabbed her arm and pulled her back: "You can't go up."
"Why?" She felt a thump in her heart and an inexplicable feeling of loss.
"Because Master Lingxuan has made changes to the God-killing Sword Formation, the sword formation diagram he injected into your body with spiritual power is no longer useful!"
"Changed?" I felt my head was buzzing, and only Mo Bai's anxious voice sounded.
But her heart felt as if it had fallen into the ice, so desolate.
Why don't you want her? Why do you reject her so decisively without even asking
The host cannot. The system seemed to read her thoughts and sounded a mechanical voice.
Luo Qingchen's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and her clear eyes flickered. She raised her right hand, and the exquisite ring glowed with a faint golden light.
Mo Bai's eyes were flashed by golden light, and the moment he stretched out his hand to block the light, Luo Qingchen had already jumped into the God-killing Sword Formation.
"Oops—" He looked at the figure disappearing into the sword formation in front of him and growled.
The sword formation that Master Lingxian had just modified had to be careful every step he entered the Star Palace, not to mention Luo Qingchen, who was still a mortal and had never seen the formation diagram.
At this moment, Luo Qingchen's whole body was exuding waves of chill. She stood in the God-killing Sword Formation with cold eyes, and the Linglong Ring in her right hand instantly glowed with golden light due to the influence of the sword energy. Layers of floating light fragments surrounded her.
She nodded slightly, with a rare rejection in her eyes. In front of me, the fairy wind blows the dust and sand, and the four swords are busy facing the shadows. It seemed that all the fairy swords were lined up in sequence, ready to attack her.
The next second, she looked at the extremely dangerous God-killing Sword Formation, raised a faint smile on her lips and murmured: "Come on!"
In an instant, all the infinitely powerful sword energy was directed at her, red light burst out everywhere, and the whole body of the sword energy was glowing with black smoke, with a faint blue light of thunder.
All around, I saw auspicious light, white mist, and purple gas and red clouds rising into the sky.
Luo Qingchen felt her breathing stagnant. The powerful power of the Linglong Ring protected her from internal injuries caused by the sword energy, but it could not protect her from external injuries.
She frowned, trying her best to avoid the fatal attack of the sword sealing her throat. But after two or three times, her white clothes were already covered in blood. Blood drops fell down in big drops along her white fingertips.
There was a dark wind in his ears, and the familiar black mist once again gathered into a blue sword of mysterious light.
The sword was very evil and glowed with a dark red light like blood. It seems that with just a slight touch, it will be wiped out. (To be continued)