Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

Luo Fanchen felt something was wrong.

The Holy Earth Dragon has been dead for countless years, and the gold-faced woman's injuries have not healed for so long. Could it be a minor injury?

"Generalissimo, can I have a look?"

"You helped me, and I also want to do something within my ability."

The golden-faced woman with silver eyes glanced at him and found that Luo Fanchen's eyes were serious and sincere.

Sighed lightly.

"Look."

She casually flicked her soft and delicate body covered in black skirt, and the nine-colored rays of light flashed past, as if the illusory mirror had been shattered, revealing her true appearance.

It turns out that the gorgeous appearance of the woman I saw was all an illusion, all fake.

When everyone present saw the true state of the golden-masked woman.

His pupils were constricted, he was extremely frightened, and his body was shaking.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing at all.

The golden-faced woman's graceful and perfect body was covered with red blood.

Nine blood-colored spikes exuding strong evil aura were nailed into her heart, organs, and limbs. They were extremely vicious, and blood was constantly oozing from the wounds.

There is also a claw mark on his lower abdomen, which is extremely deep and cannot be healed.

Except for the intact head wearing a strange golden mask, other parts were covered with battle wounds.

Miao Teng'er and Lin Keke tightly covered their lips to avoid screaming.

His eyes were already misted with distress.

Luo Fanchen couldn't bear to look directly at her. He could no longer imagine what a brutal battle she had gone through, and how vicious her opponent was to do such a cruel thing to such a beautiful woman.

Looking at the golden-faced woman with cold silver eyes, Luo Fanchen was surprised and found it hard to calm down.

Has she been operating with such trauma?

And still remain so calm?

Luo Fanchen tried his best to calm down.

Her throat trembled and her voice was soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing the beauty.

"Generalissimo, do you call these minor injuries?"

Any injury to him would be fatal.

"I can't die."

The golden-faced woman shook her head, her long silver hair swaying like a waterfall.

She looked up at the sky in the secret realm: "But all my people are dead..."

The woman's voice was as cold as ever, devoid of any human emotion.

But everyone present inexplicably felt an extreme sadness.

Luo Fanchen's lips wriggled, wanting to say something, but then he closed his mouth tightly.

He will definitely practice hard and live up to his talents and opportunities.

Trying to activate the light of the green lotus, it shines on the golden-faced woman.

Even if Luo Fanchen tried his best, the effect would be minimal.

Seeing that the man was sweating on his forehead due to the excessive stimulation of his soul power.

The golden-faced woman shook away all the sweat beads with her hands, shook her head and said:

"It's hard to heal what God created, so give up."

"It's time for me to go back to recover from my injuries."

Luo Fanchen frowned, his eyes always falling on the nine sinister blood nails.

"Before I leave, there is one more thing to take care of."

The gold-faced woman said: "If the blood shadow disappears, someone will definitely investigate."

"You can't pursue the mastermind behind the blood shadow for the time being. Just hide your capabilities and bide your time."

"My existence must not be exposed."

She looked at Ye Longhe and others, "I will seal a memory of yours."

"Everything after the appearance of myself cannot be recalled."

Luo Fanchen recalled carefully, that time was when everyone was trapped in the blood-streaked birdcage and had a narrow escape from death.

Yang Jinghong asked weakly: "Will this have any impact on the brain?"

The gold-faced woman said: "When the time comes, the seal will be lifted."

Luo Fanchen rolled his eyes and said: "Brother, your brain can't affect anything..."

"Brother-in-law, what are you talking about? I'm not stupid!!!" Yang Jinghong was anxious and felt insulted.

"Buzz!"

The gold-faced woman raised her hand and pinched out six nine-color mini talismans and punched them into the eyebrows of Ye Longhe and others.

The six of them fell into the sand with a bang bang and fell asleep.

"What are you doing?"

The golden-faced woman felt strange when she saw Luo Fanchen take out a white blanket from the storage space and spread it on the ground, then quickly lay down on it.

"I'm ready Marshal, come on."

The silver eyes of the golden-faced woman were slightly confused, as if Luo Fanchen was speechless.

"No need to seal you."

"I just can't trust them. Firstly, I don't want to expose me, and secondly, I don't want to expose the fact that you absorbed a million-year soul ring."

"what?"

Luo Fanchen stood up quickly, lowered his head and patted the dust to cover up the embarrassment on his face.

"They will wake up soon. The Fire Holy Dragon is located. After I recover from my injuries, the marshal will help you..."

Before the words "Go and find" were uttered, the golden-faced woman tore through the space and hurriedly disappeared from Luo Fanchen's eyes.

Makes him weird.

Looking at the place where the golden-faced woman disappeared, Luo Fanchen was slightly shaken and sighed.

Although there was only a brief contact, the other party left a profound impression on him, and his desolate and lonely temperament was unforgettable.

The most difficult to accept the beauty of grace ah.

Luo Fanchen said silently in his heart, I will definitely heal your injury.

In the void, the golden-faced woman hurriedly appeared, groaning, the blood nails all over her body trembling, and exuding evil aura.

She immediately sat cross-legged and meditated.

Inexplicably, Luo Fanchen's resolute face flashed across his mind, and the golden-faced woman sighed quietly, filled with endless loneliness:

"Father... clan members... are all dead..."

"Put your hopes for a catastrophe on a mortal."

"Would it be too ridiculous for me to do this..."