His voice was extremely cold, with aloof disdain.
The soul light of the sky is flying all around.
The Menghun River in the sky is constantly changing its shape, and finally, a little bit of soul light condenses into a pair of huge eyes—
He was staring coldly at the palace where Ji Xue was located, giving people the feeling of being high above and overlooking all beings.
"Little girl, it was you."
Those eyes finally settled on Feng Wuxie's body.
Feng Wuxie suffocated his breath. Although Na Hun showed only such a pair of eyes and no other movements for the time being, she was already staring at her and her whole body was cold!
It seemed that one more look would make her suck in those eyes!
Gradually, the soul light dissipated, and those eyes disappeared—
"He's gone?" Feng Wuxie murmured, but he had an even worse premonition in his heart!
"No." Jixue's tone was light, but her expression was unprecedentedly solemn: "Just now, he was far away from us, and now—he is really here!"
As Jixue's voice just fell, a huge shadow fell in the sky!
Clouds of black mist gathered together!
Formed a human body!
And the place closest to Feng Wuxie and the others was a face, that face had beautiful and flawless facial features that were carefully carved like gods, but—
Without a trace of expression!
And there is no compassionate temperature that gods should have!
Only then did Feng Wuxie realize that the entire sky was his upper body!
The current soul-satisfaction is still in the form of soul, but it has already shocked all sentient beings!
"Little girl, I saw you ten thousand years ago."
Tian Tian's face pulled out a curve at Feng Wuxie, as if he was smiling, but the expression was strange.
Feng Wuxie suddenly remembered that the soul-satisfaction is not a human being, he doesn't know how to laugh, and every expression of his is trying to imitate a human being.
He says:
"Yaoxi's soul is gone, and I am sorry that she has not been able to come to my world. And you, as the only part of her soul left in the world, stay here instead of her."
The voice of receiving the soul has a great deterrent effect on the soul, and Feng Wuxie just started to feel that his soul is getting weaker and weaker just by listening to his words.
She forcibly endured the discomfort of the shock of her soul, holding her head high:
"Satisfaction, the world you created looks beautiful, but everything is fake. Do you want the world to accompany you in this daydream? It's really ridiculous!"
Emperor Qianxie subconsciously protected Feng Wuxie behind him.
However, Nahun seemed to be very dissatisfied with Emperor Qianxie's behavior—
His eyes condensed, and Feng Wuxie's soul was directly lifted into the air by a cloud of darkness!
The Dream Market Realm is the world of the deceased. Only the deceased can use the soul power wantonly. Since the soul power of the living is not completely separated from the physical body, it must rely on the soul seal to be stimulated. Therefore, the soul of Emperor Qianxie and Innocent
Although you can come in, you can't use spiritism in this realm!
Feng Wuxie's whole body was imprisoned! There is no power to break free!
"Let her go!"
"Xiao Wu Xie!"
Jixue and Emperor Qianxie lifted their swords at the same time, and pointed towards the sky!
Nahun completely ignored their murderous aura. In his eyes, Jixue and Emperor Qianxie are simply humble ants like dust, so there is no need to look at them.
Feng Wuxie was forced to stare at the face above the sky.
She felt that her soul was being torn apart!
At this moment, she was so close to Nahun, so close—it seemed that she would be crushed by him at any time.
"Little girl, do you remember your dead family? Your parents, your grandfather, do you still remember?"
Feng Wuxie's mind was shocked!
... Parents, grandpa...
Are they here too
There was a trace of doubt on Nahun's face:
"I gave them beautiful dreams. They live very comfortably with me. Don't you appreciate everything I have given them, but you want to be an enemy of God?"
Feng Wuxie stared at Tian Tian's face coldly:
"Grant? Ha! Dreams are beautiful, but everyone should have the right to choose whether to accept them! You forcibly kill people, then bring souls into this world, depriving them of their reincarnation qualifications. This is not a god at all. It’s a demon! It’s a robber!"
"Hmph, you wait for mortals, really don't understand God's ideals! The dreamland and paradise that I have built is the best destination for mankind! Since you are stubborn—"
The face in the sky showed a strange expression like a smile but not a smile:
"The power of your soul is hard to find in the world. For this god, it is the most superior spiritual power tonic. Now, you have bred two even better twins in your belly. It really makes the god feel Surprise-let me swallow you and your children together!"
"What are you talking about? Children? People?" Feng Wuxie's eyes widened and asked incredulously.
Emperor Qianxie who held the sword below was also stunned.
What do you mean
Na Hun looked at the reactions of Feng Wuxie and Di Qianxie, the curvature of her lips changed a little, and it was a little more mocking:
"Oh? It seems that you still don't know that you are parents? Interesting, little girl, you have less than a month of twins in your womb, but... to the god, it's already delicious."
Feng Wuxie's thoughts surged rapidly.
In less than a month, those days before, in the inn near Yelunguo...
She lowered her head and looked at Emperor Qianxie with red eyes.
But the face of Emperor Qianxie, at this moment, is condensed—
She was pregnant with a baby, but he didn't know anything and brought her to such a dangerous place!
Now, her soul is held tightly by the soul, and her body is dangerous to the outside world!
Feng Wuxie only glanced at Emperor Qianxie, and felt that his soul was weaker...
It’s a soul, he’s devouring it
she was!
She is unconscious, only knows that she must not die now...
She has a baby, and she wants to return to her body. Now, she not only has to protect the outside world, but she also wants to protect her baby!
At the moment when her thoughts rose, her body suddenly loosened!
Two swords appeared beside her at the same time!
A water sword with the color of ice and snow, the sword light passed by, releasing warm healing power, allowing her soul to recover more than half in an instant!
The other handle is the black giant sword-Devil May Cry!
The Devil May Cry Sword slashed across the air with an incomparable ghost power, and at the moment of its death, it cut off the evil cloud that imprisoned Feng Wuxie, allowing her to break free!
Feng Wuxie's soul lost weight, and in the next second, he steadily fell into Emperor Qianxie's arms.
"Di Qianxie, we have a baby!" She grabbed his hand and told him nervously.
"Yes, I heard." Di Qianxie took the Devil May Cry Sword in his hand: "So, you must return to this world immediately!"
At this moment, Feng Wuxie was attracted by the surging soul light in the sky like a sea tide—
These soul lights had no intention to kill them, but instead went away toward the soul, more like protecting them.
"Di Qianxie, look at..."
Emperor Qianxie's face moved slightly:
"These soul lights are conscious, they should be the ones saved by Jixue..."
Those soul lights gathered more and more, and in the blink of an eye, a sea of light that was not weaker than the Menghun River had formed!
Some soul light flew before their eyes:
"I heard that you have helped Jixue before?"
"You are Jixue's friends, and that is our benefactor! We will help you!"
"It's been a long time since there has been a living person in the Dream Market Realm. I'm so lucky to be able to see you from your hometown before your souls are scattered!
"Since your physical bodies are still alive, get out!"
"We are just lonely souls wandering here, even if the souls are scattered, there is nothing wrong with them, don't worry about them, go!"
"The joy, anger, sorrow, and joy outside are real. After you go out, you must remind the world of the master of the Dream Market Realm's conspiracy!"
"I heard that you have a baby? Congratulations, I am so happy for you and live well!"
They have male and female voices, and even young children who sound like young...
Each cluster of tiny soul lights is working hard to release its own power. Although their power seems to be minimal, they can gather together, but they have become a vast ocean!
How powerful is the power of receiving souls? He squeezed his hand in the sky, how many souls have since fallen, the sea of light has extinguished a large area...
But—soon, new light fills in again, one after another, those fragile soul lights, like moths to the fire, stand in front of them, buying time for them!
Feng Wuxie listened and watched, tears in his eyes unconsciously...
(End of this chapter)