The origin of the magic way of magpie stepping on the branch

Chapter 159 The Reappearance of the Magpie Spirit (2)

"The love between master and servant is really deep~" Lu Yixue looked at the two people in front of her with a sweet smile, and pretended to be surprised: "Ah? Sister, why are you crying? Is this drop a tear?"

As she said that, Lu Yixue stepped forward and wiped away the tears from the corners of Donghuang Wujue's eyes with her index finger.

Seeing the tears on her index finger, Lu Yixue laughed loudly, "Donghuang Wujue, so, do you sometimes shed tears?"

She tightened the iron chain in her hand and pulled the shackle around Que Ling's neck.

Caught off guard, the extremely weak Magpie Ling fell backwards and crawled at Lu Yixue's feet.

The white boots without a trace of dust stepped on the magpie spirit's back without mercy, causing the magpie spirit to stomp to the ground with a muffled groan.

Moreover, that foot is still slowly exerting strength.

The wound on Que Ling's back was instantly crushed.

Blood, a large piece of blood, poured out like a tide.

Seeing this scene, Donghuang Wujue almost went crazy, "No! Don't! Lu Yixue, don't!"

I really hate Donghuang Wujue!

It was the first time she hated her cultivation so much, why is it so low?

Why can't he even protect his own partners?

Can only watch Que Ling suffer in front of his eyes, but she can't even move?

Cultivation!

strength!

The controller high above the clouds!
Why didn't she have it?Why not her?

She hates it so much!

Lu Yixue seemed to be particularly interested in the sorrow on Donghuang Wujue's face, "What don't you want? Sister, can you explain clearly?"

"Don't hurt Que Ling anymore." Donghuang Wujue stared blankly at Que Ling who was bleeding profusely in front of her, tears kept falling from her beautiful eyes.

"Don't hurt the magpie anymore." She repeated mechanically.

"Oh? Why?" Lu Yixue's red lips curled slightly, she was so happy to see Donghuang Wujue's ashen face.

Donghuang Wujue raised his head and looked at Lu Yixue, "You hate me, don't you?"

"Yes!" Lu Yixue suppressed the smile on her face, "I hate you so much!"

Lu Yixue stopped her feet and walked towards Donghuang Wujue, "I wish I could cram your tendons, peel off your skin, and eat your flesh and blood!"

Donghuang Wujue looked at the beautiful face in front of him, and smiled sadly, "I never thought that something about my childhood would make you hate me for so long. But, Lu Yixue, your spiritual root was completely damaged when you were young. Didn't you bring it on yourself?"

"Heh." Lu Yixue grabbed Donghuangwujue by the collar and pulled her towards her, "What is that? Donghuangwujue, you still owe me a lot! So I not only want you to pay me , I want everyone who dares to treat you well to pay."

"I don't think I've ever been sorry to you." Donghuang Wujue held back his tears and looked at Lu Yixue.

With a cold snort, Lu Yixue said: "Of course you don't know, what can a fool who has not recovered his memory know?"

Lu Yixue let go of the Eastern Emperor Wu Jue disdainfully, "Since you don't know anything now, I don't bother to argue with you. Besides, it's a coincidence that you came today, and today is the day I want to completely absorb the spirit."

He glanced at Donghuang Wujue from the corner of his eye and saw with satisfaction that all the blood on her face instantly disappeared. Lu Yixue said: "You have to watch carefully, this should be the last time you two, master and servant, see each other."

"No! No!" Donghuang Wujue looked at Lu Yixue walking towards Que Ling with noble steps.

His eyes were gradually covered in scarlet, and Donghuang Wujue's face suddenly became a little ferocious.

Sensing that the elemental hood trapping Donghuangwu Jue was about to shatter, Lu Yixue turned around in surprise.

(End of this chapter)