Immortal of Quick Transmigration, why are you blackened again?

Chapter 47 Pearl Pendant 19
Song Shuo didn't speak, stood up with his sword supporting his body, and walked forward with his lips tightly pressed.

Lingyao just thought that he was having some trouble again, but didn't care, and hurriedly followed.

Probably only Song Shuo in this world knows what his heart longs for the most.

The Great Wasteland was desolate, with all the vegetation and trees dead. The only lake was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, with no sign of life at all.

"Are you sure this is not the entrance to hell?" Ling Yao asked herself.

Song Shuo's palm transformed into a lotus seed, the light of spiritual power flashed, and a red lotus appeared in front of them.

Looking at the long-lost Dahuangze, she lost her mind for a moment, but soon regained her composure, and said, "I'll take you in." As she spoke, a red spiritual power rose from her palm, and she slammed straight Hitting towards the center of the lake, a vortex appeared after the spiritual power fell, and the rushing water was like the mouth of a huge beast, which could swallow people up at once.

Song Shuo couldn't see it, but he could hear the sound of water flowing rapidly. Ling Yao looked at the dangerous vortex, and was stunned for a while, and didn't go forward.

"At this time, will I still lie to you?" Honglian seemed to notice their hesitation. As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward and jumped into the whirlpool.

"Honglian!" Lingyao shouted anxiously, realizing that Song Shuo had grabbed her wrist, and when she turned her head, she saw his serious face: "Should you believe her?"

Lingyao was silent for a moment, and said firmly word by word: "Believe it."

Song Shuo got her approval, and pulled her towards the center of the vortex. The lake water poured into the earholes. For a while, he could only hear his own tinnitus, but the feeling of being surrounded by the cold lake water disappeared in the next second—— In the middle of the bottom of the lake, there is actually a palace that isolates the water from the lake!

Lingyao looked up, and saw that the huge spiritual power gathered into a protective cover, isolating the lake water from this side of the world. The separation of the spiritual power is the two worlds of water and land.

"It's a hood that gathers spiritual power to protect this area and isolate the lake." Worried that Song Shuo would not be able to see it, Ling Yao explained.

About twenty steps away, Hong Lian's figure appeared in front of them, she turned her back to them, and looked back slightly: "I said, I didn't lie to you, Dragon Girl, do you believe me now?"

Lingyao felt a little guilty, and hurried forward to explain, but she didn't expect that she had just walked a few steps, and a large net fell from nowhere in the air, locking her tightly, and she couldn't move for a while.

"Ling'er!" Sensing something strange, Song Shuo drew his sword without hesitation, but Nian Ji's laughter came from nowhere: "Oh, well done, Honglian, Zhumo is in the dungeon, you go Find her."

Honglian looked at Lingyao full of apology but without regret: "You will not succeed. The Lord is a great demon who has been practicing for thousands of years. I..."

She didn't finish her sentence, maybe she didn't know how to say it, or maybe there was a trace of guilt in her heart, which made her feel ashamed to continue making excuses.

Lingyao was trapped in the net and couldn't move. The resentment in her heart and the mispayment of trust made her feel like a fool. Honglian's shoulders trembled slightly, she raised her sleeves and wiped her eye sockets. He said "I'm sorry" and left quickly.

In the face of the love and family affection she could not get, she was still unable to be magnanimous or merciful.At the moment when she decided to choose Song Shuo, she didn't see gratitude or even the momentary favor she wanted, and it didn't seem to leave any trace in his heart, so she regretted it.

He regretted ignoring his only sister and pursued an illusory love; he regretted being obsessed with obsession and delusional thinking that he could look back.

If it is wrong, make it up.

She really didn't lie to them, the entrance to the bottom of the lake is indeed the seemingly dangerous whirlpool; she also did lie to Lingyao, she still couldn't bear to let her elder brother Song Shuo die, so she could only cruelly let Lingyao Falling into the net that Nian Ji had set up in advance.

If you can't get the feeling, don't let it go.

Nian Ji's bare feet landed on the marble floor, her eyes were full of charm, and she wore a purple robe that was originally noble and elegant, but she wore it like a firework.The bright red moist lips parted slightly, as if sighing, but the words he said were extremely vicious: "You guys are really looking for death if you insist on coming today."

Song Shuo clenched the sword in his hand, ready to strike.

Lingyao was so bound by the net that she couldn't move a single bit, she had no choice but to call out to Erqi: "Erqi, what is this, why can't I move?!"

Erqi quickly replied: "Host, this is the spirit-locking net. Any spells and fairy arts can only be caught with nothing under this net, unless you are a god of war in the heavens or the like. out."

"Help me out, you can spend money!" Looking at Song Shuo's frown, Lingyao knew that he was not sure.

"Host, Erqi doesn't recommend you to go to Ao! Your cultivation base is low, and going would be a burden. Song Shuo can't handle it by himself, and you will only speed up the time when you two are captured."

If Er Qi was a real thing, she would absolutely do nothing, beat it up first!
Angrily turning off Erqi's system, Lingyao saw all the spiritual power in Nian Ji's palm flying towards Song Shuo in the blink of an eye. Song Shuo couldn't see it at all. Although he reacted quickly and dodged, he still looked a little embarrassed.

Holding his ground, Song Shuo suddenly noticed that a person appeared behind Nian Ji.Although the man covered up his aura, Song Shuo still sensed a trace of familiar smell.

"The second half of "Miscellaneous Collections of Hundred Demons"?!" The man's pleasantly surprised voice had already made people unable to distinguish the original tone. Song Shuo touched his chest subconsciously. The book in my arms fell down.

"Song Shuo, it's five steps away to your right!" Ling Yao said quickly when she saw the book.

When Song Shuo heard it, the man in black robe behind Nian Ji naturally heard it too. Unfortunately, a discerning person can tell who is better at a glance, after all, Song Shuo is close.

"Help me get that book, hurry up!" The black-robed man's voice was a little anxious, and Song Shuo was taken aback for a moment. That man seemed to be far inferior to Nian Ji, and he actually gave orders to her. Who is that man? !
Song Shuo quickly moved towards the location Lingyao had mentioned, but who knew that the book quickly flew into the air and flew into Nian Ji's hands.

"What is this, you guys care so much?" Nian Ji said with a smile, even though the person standing opposite was someone who wanted to kill her, she still calmly opened the book.

"Oh, it took so much effort to make Yang engraved characters, no wonder you, a blind man, care so much." Nian Ji casually flipped through the pages, while the black-robed man behind him hurried forward and said, "Nian Ji, give it to me. "

Nian Ji seemed not to have heard it, she turned a deaf ear, and continued to read, suddenly she seemed to find something interesting, she laughed, and read it: "Nian Ji, Jiao Ye. A great demon with a cultivation base of 6000 years. Greedy, lustful. Originally unknown, but because of the five sons of Prince Mu Cong, it was named 'Nian', for which he gave up his cultivation, did not fly up, and was willing to become a demon, and his whereabouts are unknown."

She read it almost word by word, closed the book, and smiled mockingly: "What is it that you fight for so much? It's just a filthy book that records other people's affairs and pryes out other people's privacy. How do you think so?" want?"

She held the book on her fingertips and played with it: "The monster also wants face. What should I do if everything is recorded in the book? Burn this kind of thing."

After saying that, a raging flame ignited in the palm of his hand, no matter how he looked at it, the book could not escape its fate.

"Don't burn it!" The black-robed man was in a hurry, rushed forward and saved the book.

Nian Ji raised her eyebrows: "Are you crazy? This is demon fire, and you don't want to die?"

But the man in black treasured the book, and gently brushed off the dust on it, saying: "You don't understand, you don't understand, with this, I will definitely be better than him..."

He was immersed in the joy of getting the book, but unexpectedly, a strong wind hit, and the mask on his face and the hat of the black robe were all blown away, revealing his original appearance.

Lingyao was shocked and couldn't believe it: "Si Wang?!"

Hearing Lingyao's exclamation, Song Shuo was also taken aback for a moment. Seeing that Si Wang found out that his identity had been exposed, he simply stood up and said sadly, "Since you all know, you must die!"

"That's up to you!" Before the person arrived, the voice came first, Lingyao was overjoyed: "Big brother?!"

Sure enough, Yan Qing came in the clouds, stood still, waved his sleeves, and there was another strong wind.

"So it was you!" Si Wang gritted his teeth, "Nian Ji, kill them!"

Nian Ji looked away from Si Wang, but she didn't move, she just said indifferently: "Are you really going to kill them? You are going to kill Song Shuo, but if he dies, with whom will you compare? I won't... feel that life is boring..."

"What nonsense! Kill them! Don't let the world know that I am colluding with you!" Si Wang tore off his robe, exposed his quiver, took out an arrow and stabbed Song Shuo.

Lingyao was forced to be unable to move, and Song Shuo was not a vegetarian, so he dodged past with a slight dodge.

Nian Ji seemed to sigh, and the spiritual power in her palm moved towards Song Shuo, transforming into a rope, binding him tightly.

"Now, he is at your disposal." Nian Ji said, "You have to think about whether you want to kill him or not."

Si Wang's hand holding the arrow tightened forcefully, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. When she asked this question, he hesitated.

Before Song Shuo came, he was the master's only closed disciple, one of the most talented pharmacists of the Tiancheng School, and he had already made his mark at a young age. He thought that all this would last forever.

(End of this chapter)