After thinking for a long time, she said softly, "Thank you for saving me. I’m so sorry about Manlu! I also lost my friend Rapier! "
Feng Luo was silent for a long time and said coldly, "It’s nothing. Manlu is an infatuated silly woman. She didn’t die for you. You don’t feel sorry."
Yu Zhen thought gloomily that it wasn’t me, of course, and you died, okay?
Feng Luo went on to say, "I’m not here to save you either, but you are my prey. I don’t want to take advantage of others, especially those who are not as good as me."
Feather sigh leisurely "You are always so stubborn!" She was surprised when the words came out. Why would she say "always"?
"Sword Soul …" Feather pastor suddenly remembered that he took care of himself very little. What happened to him? Sure enough, a light smoke from Rapier is the soul of the sword, but his body and face are getting blurred. He laughs at him and gently says, "Jingxuan, I’m sorry, forgive me for not being able to protect you any longer. Forgive me for everything I have done. I hope you will never know how hateful I was! I hope you will always be a holy spirit in your mind. "
The light smoke dispersed, and the tears ran down her cheeks. She yelled at the dagger of the immortal spell in her hand and suddenly inserted it into the other eye of the wolf king Leicang.
Lei Cang roared and struggled, and his flesh quickly shriveled and showed the mummy-like flesh rotting and collapsing.
The Hunger Fengluo took this opportunity to leap high and hit the top of the skull with a palm. He would never give the wolf king Leicang another chance to resurrect and fight back. Suddenly Leicang’s body was smashed like a pile of garbage.
Feather pastor hurriedly pulled out to the half of Rapier and wait for a while, where he couldn’t respond at the moment, so the wolf king Leicang was eliminated?
So the sword soul left itself forever? No matter what he has done to Jing Xuan. Yu Zhen decided to forgive him!
Wind Luo, regardless of his injury, quickly jumped to the snake lady Manlu’s side. Manlu was full of blood and had already vented his anger.
Wind Luo held Manlu in her arms and cried eagerly, "Manlu Manlu, wake up …"
Manlu opened her beautiful eyes vigorously, but the eyes of the past amorous feelings were close to distraction. She moved her lips, but she couldn’t make a sound. It was a sad smile at Fengluo.
Feng Luorou said, "Don’t worry, you will be fine, and I won’t let you die." He put his hand over Manlu’s chest and couldn’t stop the blood flowing like tap water.
Manlu shook her head and said with all her strength, "Can a man or a demon live without a heart?" Don’t lie to me. I’m really tired and sleepy … "
Feng Luo looked at this beautiful face in front of him and felt guilty for Manlu. Tears almost came from his blood eyes. Feng Luo hugged Manlu. "No, you won’t be fine. I will be good to you when you are healed. We have been together for thousands of years. I won’t let you leave us."
Man Lu’s lips tried to smile. She murmured, "I also want to accompany you for a generation. Alas, I can’t. I’m really sorry. Three thousand years ago, it was me and the sword spirit who made ghosts make you and Jing Xuan hurt each other, but we just wanted to regain our love …" She coughed violently and a stream of blood gushed out again.
Feng Luo gently held Manlu’s hand and said emotionally, "Stop talking and recuperate."
Manlu stretched out another thin hand and picked an irregular red gem from her neck. Fengluo has always been an ordinary gem necklace to wear around her neck.
Manlu smiled and held the blood-red jewel in front of Fengluo and said weakly, "Do you know what this is? This is the memory of Tiannv Jingxuan … I got it three thousand years ago and always took my neck, although I really want to … ruin it sometimes. "
There was another strong cough. Manlu struggled to let the blood-red gem loose in her hand. "I want you to put her back in Jingxuan’s heart, and she will think of you … she once loved you deeply … and she closed her beautiful eyes forever with a loose arm."
In this way, Manlu, the snake lady, died in The Hunger’s arms.
Feather Qian looked at everything in front of her and couldn’t help but be moved. This leprechaun-like woman is evil, lascivious and ruthless, but she really loved a man with the purest and single-minded heart.
When a rabbit dies, it’s sad, and I can’t help but feel sour, and I think of the sword soul, feather and beard, who will never meet again. Tears unwillingly flow all over my face.
Wind Luo held Manlu tightly in his arms. He slowly bowed his head and kissed Manlu affectionately. He gently rubbed his fingers and watched Manlu’s face. Slowly, his arms became stunned. A breeze blew as if Manlu had never been in this world before. He grasped the bloody jewel that Manlu left him and got up slowly.
Feather anchor holding a broken Rapier hanging his head while his head kept turning one step. What would Feng Luo do? Don’t want to net xuan memory forcibly transplanted to their own mind to fall in love again him?
However, to the surprise of Feather, Feng Luo put the bloody jewel in her arms, glanced at Feather lightly and said, "Let’s go!"
"We?" Feather pastor nervously asked
"Do you want to stay in this wolf’s den?" Feng Luo grabbed the feather’s arm and walked outside the cave. As he walked, he told him to be a vampire, "Don’t leave any of these wolves!"
Feather Zhen anxiously followed the wind, followed by a tragic cry. Wind Luo smiled coldly, "In this cruel world, rough orcs will always be the queen of vampires."
The cold sound made the feathers and hairs stand on end.