The full-level village is beautiful and fierce

After a few strides, Lu Yang came to Bai Ling in the blink of an eye, "Silly girl, he is the chief culprit who killed you. Even if you devour his soul, it is just a clear law, and the retribution is not good."

"But now the place where your bones are located has become a favorite in the eyes of others. If you commit murder here, you will surely bear the karma created by that man, making him even more rampant."

Deliberately emphasizing the last few words, Lu Yang stretched out his hand and tapped gently on Bai Ling's flesh and blood and scalp that kept falling off.

The golden light enveloped Bai Ling in a light black and red. Bai Ling, who was almost losing her mind, roared a few words, and then looked hideous, her bloody face quickly recovered under the golden light. The handsome appearance of two decades.

"Thank you, master." Bai Ling looked blankly at Zhang Zhihao who had passed out completely, then raised his hand to look at it and shook it, then looked at Lu Yang with tears and smiles, "I'm lying in the cold river All I wanted was revenge, but then someone whispered something in my ear, and when I regained consciousness a little bit, I appeared beside Zhang Zhihao."

"But my strength is too weak. There is no way for Zhang Zhihao to see me. I can only lie on his shoulder day after day and try my best to blow the Yanghuo on his shoulder."

"But now I'm fully awake..."

Speaking of this, her mind suddenly felt like a knife piercing pain.

Seeing that her situation was wrong, Lu Yang raised his eyes to look at the wronged soul floating over.

Seeing the monstrous karma and entanglement of cause and effect on it, he frowned slightly.

However, half of the array arranged in this river had been destroyed. He had no way to trace the source, so he could only use Bai Ling's bones to make other plans.

It's just that Bai Ling's situation seems to be different from what he thought, so he has to be more cautious.

Therefore, in the face of the wronged soul that was completely floating over, Lu Yang did not try to break it up again, but trapped it by his side, locked his eyes on Bai Ling, and waited until her headache symptoms improved a lot before asking : "What do you remember?"

"What I hate the most are those dudes who bullied me, and they are the ones who want revenge the most, but after I crawled out of the river, all the hatred in my heart was vented to Zhang Zhihao."

When Bai Ling talked about the few people she hated the most, she regained her sanity and almost left again.

Lu Yang's face sank slightly: "Besides that, what else do you think of?"

When Bai Ling was questioned, she couldn't help recalling everything.

But there are some memories that seem to be covered with paint by a big hand, and she can't remember them no matter how hard she thinks.

On the contrary, recalling these things, the hatred in her heart surged like waves and almost drowned her.

After Lu Yang was silent and asked her to stay here and not to walk around, he walked a certain distance on the dry river bed, looked at most of the broken formations in the river bed but found nothing.

He felt something was wrong, returned to Bai Ling, and said, "You can stay with Zhang Zhihao for now, and when you see those dudes who hurt you, maybe you will be able to know the reason to forget the hatred."

"As for this monster made by a wronged soul, if you are not familiar with it, I will give it to the relevant department."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ling stretched out five fingers to grab Zhang Zhihao's throat, lifted him up with one force, and said in a cold voice: "He is covered with my facial sores, and he appeared in front of people again. , will only be cast aside by everyone like a street rat."