Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

Chapter 720: Temple Cry (8)

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"Tong'er." Baili Liumo stretched out his hand to hold her, his azure blue eyes were filled with worry, he gently shook his head and motioned to her, no, it could be said to be asking her not to go. Having experienced so many battles of the Jiuli tribe with her, he clearly understands that this race cannot be won by force alone, and that they have something that ordinary people do not have. The Jiuli Clan can't deal with it by force, let alone this Fallen God Clan

"Don't worry, I'm fine." She looked back and smiled lightly, took his hand off her arm, tiptoed a kiss on his forehead, and said softly, "Wait for me here, I'll be fine."

"But..." Before Baili Liumo could say what she said, she turned and left. He wanted to hold her, but found that he was powerless, as if his body was frozen. Move, damn it, the power of confinement again!

"I don't like to be disturbed, so let's start our battle." Zhong Liliu smiled lightly, the worry in his eyebrows had completely faded away. Judging from Baili Liumo's reaction, he had already determined that he was not Luo Ming, with Luo Ming's mana, even if it is imprisoned by the Demon Venerable himself, it may not be able to trap him, let alone his Fallen God clan? There are only two possibilities to easily imprison him, one is that he is not Luo Ming. The second is that he is Luo Ming, but the power in his body has not awakened. No matter which possibility it was, it would be of great benefit to him, not Luo Ming, it would be easy for him to deal with these two 'ordinary people'.

"So, let's get started." She smiled faintly, walked back to Baili Liumo, took off the jade pendant that she had been wearing around her neck, put it on him, and smiled sweetly at him He turned around, walked towards Zhong Liliu, every step was so decisive, without any hesitation, he said lightly, "Let me see how capable you, the Fallen God, is."

"Okay, I'll fulfill you and let you die a little more clearly." Zhong Liliu hated the name Fallen God Clan very much, because having this name means that he will never go back, because Demon Venerable used to be a God Clan, and later Because his desire touched the law of the gods, he became a fallen god, and he fell into a place of eternal doom. He would never see the light, and he didn't want to become a person like the devil. And the road of the Fallen Gods is an endless road. As long as you step on it, there is no room for manoeuvre. That's why he helped the Demon Venerable without hesitation, because he wanted to use the Demon Venerable to stand under the light again. The darkness almost eroded his soul.

What echoed in Zhong Liliu's mind was the darkness of chaos, and the roars of the four beasts ringing in his ears every day. He was full of resistance to both, and he never wanted to go back to that hell. A pure black spiritual ball condensed in his hand, and the spiritual ball gradually turned into a black long sword. The position of the hilt was engraved with ancient spells, and the complicated patterns made it look even more mysterious.

"I also want to see how much stronger your melee combat ability is. I'll play with you." Zhong Liliu always had a gentle smile on his face, but there was no smile in those silver-gray eyes. meaning. He rose into the air, his body stepped forward in the air, and the untouched sky was like flat ground to him.