Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

"Do you have to do this?" Ling Chan clenched her sword tightly.

The usually lively and bright girl showed a rare expression of coldness.

"I'm sorry," Fu Yaoguang said, "Actually, I can do this myself... It's just that I selfishly hope that this person is you."

"I want to be, unique to you."

Ling Chan didn't just write the marriage letter for him alone; relationship, they were lovers, but Ling Chan treated him even more sincerely than Zhou Taotao;

The first time Fu Yao saw Ling Chan, he knew that this girl with a warm and bright smile was like a peach, with crisp skin, sweet flesh, and a hard heart.

The head of the sect said that he was the god of all calamities in the sky, but Fu Yaoguang felt that Ling Chan was more like Ling Chan. When she saw people coming and going in this world, and seeing idiots complaining about her, she was not moved.

How can I become a special person in Ling Chan's heart?Every time Fu Yaoguang watched Ling Chan laugh at her, he always thought about this question in his heart.

As if afraid of Ling Chan's reluctance, Fu Yaoguang cast a spell to control Ling Chan.

Against the master's wishes, Ling Chan's body clenched the sword tightly.

Her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she seemed to accept the reality, and she looked at Fu Yaoguang with reluctance.

"Ah Fu," Ling Chan raised her face and said softly, "Kiss me."

Fu Yaoguang leaned over and obeyed Ling Chan's wish.

This kiss is bitter.The sour and bitter taste flowed down the mouth, into the esophagus, carried a trace of heat and numbness into the body, and rushed to the limbs.

Silky strands, endless.

Fu Yaoguang's eyes widened. Suddenly, he couldn't control his body and aura.

And Ling Chan regained her freedom.

She put poison on her lips.

The position was reversed, and Ling Chan took Fu Yaoguang's hand, put the long sword in his palm, and carefully closed his five fingers.

Ling Chan has a pair of beautiful hands, with a faint, healthy pink on the fingertips, and now she taps on her own heart, "Come, stab here."

Fu Yaoguang raised his hand uncontrollably, the long sword in his hand was shining coldly.

Ling Chan smiled and opened her arms to him, not to hug him, but to thrust his long sword into her chest.

Hot blood spattered Fu Yaoguang's hand.

Ling Chan fell into Fu Yaoguang's arms.

Her eyes were closed, her face was calm, if not stained with blood, she would have looked like a fairy in the sky.

How can he save the girl in his arms?

...he couldn't do it.

Fu Yaoguang hugged Ling Chan, watching as Ling Chan's breathing stopped, gradually losing her temperature, her life stopped quietly, while the spiritual power in his body boiled, piled up and squeezed violently, breaking through like a broken bamboo of love.

The breath grows wildly, the realm is harmonious, and the body is full of strength. At this moment, Fu Yaoguang seems to be omnipotent.

The dark clouds gathered in the sky, the thunder roared, and the purple thunder with the mouth of the bowl was glowing with golden light, and fell fiercely.

The wooden house was torn apart by the lightning and turned into dust, but Fuyao couldn't avoid it, he just bent down, hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and used his arms to shield her from the damage.

Thunder resounded through the heaven and earth, and the tribulation thunder hit Fu Yaoguang.

Fu Yaoguang is safe and sound, but Ling Chan in her arms has changed. There are bits and pieces of light emitting from her body, and human spirit fragments are shining faintly in the roaring forest.

Fu Yaoguang tightened his arms in panic, but the girl's body suddenly shattered and turned into brilliant spots of light.

He tried in vain to maintain the hugging posture, and the light spots passed through his body, leaving a faint warmth, like sunlight.

Lei Jie followed one after another, becoming more and more fierce, but Fu Yaoguang didn't defend himself, he didn't fight back, he clasped his arms and hugged himself in the vast snow field.

The heavy snow stopped, and the bright golden sun pierced through the dark clouds and cast into the world.

The monks from Wushan searched for Lei Jie and found it. Seeing Fu Yaoguang standing alone in the sky, they clasped their fists in salute.

"Congratulations to Daojun for ascending to immortality and proving the Dao!"

Fu Yao lowered his head and saw many familiar faces saluting on the ground, the head of the house, Zhou Taotao, Bai Ruisong... Farther away, he could also see the residents of Wushan also kneeling on the ground, with fanatic expressions on their faces.

They are all believers in God.

The wind and snow are quiet, the world is lonely, and everyone seems to be congratulating him on his ascent.

Congratulate him for everything, congratulate him for nothing.

The blood smashed the white snow all over the ground to pieces. Looking at the red snow on the ground, he felt that the snow flowed from his heart.

The sun was shining brightly on his body, and the pain was like a shattered blade, and the knife was lingering.

There seemed to be a big hole in Fu Yaoguang's chest, and the wind and snow howled.He was the one who was pierced by a sword.

She is dead.

She refused to believe him.

She refused to believe him.

Why didn't she back down a little?
The dead abandoned the living.

Fu Yaoguang knew that he had been thrown away.

Fu Yaoguang died at this moment, and the person who opened his eyes was the Lord Yaoguang.

Fu Yaoguang looked up to the sky and laughed, his eyes were red, blood and tears were like beads.

The spiritual energy on his body distorted and violently transformed into turbid air, and his black pupils were cloudy, revealing a dark red light faintly.

He's going to be a monster.

Everyone in Wushan was startled, and Fu Yaoguang turned a deaf ear to his persuasion.

Bai Ruisong was extremely angry, and shouted hoarsely: "Ling Chan has helped you become enlightened, not to make you fall into the devil! If you have fallen into the devil, where will Ling Chan's life be placed!"

Fu Yaoguang looked over with scarlet eyes, and said in a cold stone voice, "She doesn't care."

Ling Chan doesn't care about her own life, she doesn't care about her reputation, she doesn't care about herself, let alone others, will Fu Yaoguang become a demon?Will her sacrifice be wasted?

She doesn't care.

"I care!" Bai Ruisong almost gritted his teeth. He looked at the blood shining all over the place, "You care too! Fu Yaoguang, don't do anything that is not good for Her Royal Highness!"

His tone was almost disgusting.

What a ignorant fellow!Your Royal Highness is a daughter of gold, and you have given her life to Fu Yaoguang, so what's the point of doing this desperate act now!
I don't know how to be grateful, I don't know how to cherish, why is it that he, Fu Yaoguang, has won the favor of Her Highness the Princess?

Fu Yaoguang was scolded by Bai Ruisong disheveledly, and the scarlet redness in his eyes finally disappeared.

What Bai Ruisong said was right, Ling Chan even gave him the task... Bai Wu.

He wants to solve the white mist.

Suddenly, his figure disappeared.

……

Xue Xingchi was picking out clothes.

The Octagon Building no longer buys snacks, and now every room is stuffed with a lot of things, some are gifts for Ling Chan, some are gifts for the future father-in-law Yan Huang, and some are to be used to bribe the people of the Yan Palace... ...in short, each has its own advantages.

The biggest one was Xue Xingchi's cloakroom. He carefully selected a set of yellow clothes, which made his lips red and teeth white, making him extremely handsome.

He was delicate to every strand of hair, and then teleported to the room where Mayor Gu was under house arrest.

He asked happily: "Tell me, if Chanchan came today, would she like me more?"