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Chapter 1417 The name of Yan Luo, summoning ghosts and souls 12
The surrounding black mist suddenly seemed to go berserk, raging and raging around, smashing everything around it to pieces.

"Luoluo!" Mu Jingzhi jumped up from the table he was sitting on just now, and walked towards Yan Luo's direction, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Luo's eyes became more cloudy, with bone-piercing despair, his eyes widened, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Mu Jingzhi didn't care about other things at all, he raised his hand and directly pulled Yan Luo into his arms.

"Do not touch me!!"

For the first time, Mu Jingzhi heard Yan Luo shouting in this hoarse, almost desperate voice.

The surrounding black aura instantly rushed up, bouncing him away from her side heavily.

That's because Mu Jingzhi's supernatural ability is strong, and he used the supernatural ability of the wind element to protect himself in time, so he didn't suffer any serious injuries.

If it was anyone else, they would have already been torn apart by the raging black aura, just like the researchers in this laboratory.

The violence around Yan Luo lasted for quite a while, and after a long time, she slowly stood up, glanced blankly at the surrounding situation, and glanced at Mu Jing who was resisting the black aura not far away with the power of the wind Of.

The fingertips tightened slightly, and the eyes were even more hollow. This time, there were other emotions, it was a kind of despair...

The breath around him is even more incompatible with this world.

"It will hurt..." She spoke slowly, her voice was weak, with a kind of indescribable despair, and the black aura around her was still spreading, "I have always been alone... There will be no one around ...there won't be any..."

She raised her head, her face obviously still had no expression, but tears were slowly falling from her dark and lifeless eyes.

Silent cry.

Pulled Mu Jingzhi's heart, "What are you talking about, am I not here?! Open your eyes and take a good look, Luoluo!"

Yan Luo did not listen to Mu Jingzhi's words at all, and with the crackling of the instruments behind her, the black aura around her became even more intense.

Mu Jingzhi gritted his teeth and looked back.

Damn, what did these things do to this little girl? ?

"No, no one...will not be there, even if they are, they will disappear." After Yan Luo's words fell, the black breath suddenly covered the entire room like a fog.

Mu Jingzhi only heard the sound of the soles of Yan Luo's little leather shoes, and when the black mist cleared, there was no sign of the little girl in sight.

Mu Jingzhi coughed, a faint smell of blood filled his mouth, and his breathing was a little short.

He was injured a bit, but it wasn't serious, Mu Jingzhi let out a breath, and smiled wryly, the little girl's strength is indeed very powerful.

He stood up now, frowned tightly, raised his feet to carefully discern the remaining strength of Yan Luo, and slowly followed that strength to find it.

Without Yan Luo's control, those black auras were completely unscrupulous, without any rules.

This is like the desperate breath in hell, and it will not let go of any living things in this space.

This journey was extremely difficult.

Walking all the way to the depths of this laboratory, the lights here are slightly dim compared to the place outside, and this is a place Mu Jingzhi has never followed Yan Luo to.

　Anan

　　
　
(End of this chapter)