Grandpa Bai made no secret. He didn't know whether he was answering Xue Linger or wanted to say to Qianmo Qingcheng, "You can't resist with spiritual power. It all depends on God's will. If you are alive, you can take the Jade Blood Jade Flower. If you are alive without life, you can only take it away."
It can be said that this is destined by God."
Xue Ling'er trembled violently and took out her life again?
There is a poison in Daddy's body. If another force hits him, even if he can't lose his life, he will lose half of his life.
Qianmo Qingcheng smiled faintly at what Grandpa Bai said. Her smile was gentle, like spring water, penetrating into people's hearts and feeling refreshing.
"Once the decision is made, we can contact you."
Grandpa Bai's deep voice sounded.
Qianmo Qingcheng looked back at the jade-blood jade flower and reached out to touch it without thinking.
Golden brilliance and beauty.
The pale face of Liuyun is reflected by the golden halo, showing an inscrutable and incomparable nobleness.
Touching it lightly with your fingers, the golden light is like a soft film, soft and not hard.
The jade-blood jade flower felt the outside world lightly touching the golden protective light layer. The flower trembled slightly, and the leaves began to move closer to the center of the flower. The golden light burst out like a waterfall, and in an instant, it was sucked dry like water in a sponge.
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Qianmo Qingcheng stared blankly, the golden light had disappeared and turned into a golden stream of light, melting into the heart of the purple flower.
The eyebrows moved slightly, murderous intent arose. The light danced, and a sharp arrow made of golden streamer shot out of the air.
The sharp arrow came suddenly, as if it didn't give anyone a chance to breathe.
The golden sword seeped out from the purple flower heart.
Qianmo Qingcheng's eyes flickered, and her figure remained motionless.
His bloody hands had been retracted and hanging at his sides, and he was waiting.
The golden sharp arrow contained a fierce murderous aura.
It was as if a magical beast that had been sleeping for a hundred years was sleeping peacefully, but was awakened by Qianmo Qingcheng's just touch.
It wants to go crazy. The goal is to conquer the city.
It turned into a stream of light, carrying a fierce and ruthless character.
A pair of purple eyes, calm and calm, just like the lake water in March, calm.
No matter how murderous you are, no matter how much you want to destroy him, he remains calm and unmoved.
The sharp arrow suddenly moved, like a cheetah, attacking Qianmo Qingcheng fiercely.
Qianmo Qingcheng's face was expressionless, and her bloodless face was so calm that it was shocking.
Not far away, Xue Ling'er clutched the corners of Grandpa Bai's clothes tightly. The smooth and smooth clothes were wrinkled by Xue Ling'er.
A little sweat broke out on her small forehead. Seeing the sharp arrow heading towards Qianmo Qingcheng, Xue Linger's teeth were chattering with fear.
Even she could feel the bloodthirsty and murderous intent of the golden arrow. If it penetrated her father's body, her father could not resist with spiritual power and could only bear it silently. She could not imagine it.
What would that feel like?
Grandpa Bai was surprisingly calm, changing his usual leisurely expression, but you could still see the worry on his face.
That sharp arrow is not made of paper.
That was the result of the backlash of the golden light layer, a sharp arrow transformed from half of the golden light.
The sharp arrow pierced the sky, carrying a cold breath, approaching Qianmo Qingcheng's chest.
No mercy, like a ferocious beast that wants to tear apart the entire city in one fell swoop.
Qianmo Qingcheng's long body stood upright, motionless, not moving or avoiding, allowing the sharp arrows to stab her.
‘Hiss—’ The sharp arrow tore through the air, and the sound of piercing flesh and bone resounded in the air.
Qianmo Qingcheng's body trembled slightly, her face instantly turned pale, and she was almost transparent when standing in the sun.
The momentum of the sharp arrow was too strong. Qianmo Qingcheng did not use her spiritual energy to resist, so she was forced to take a step back and stepped on the thorny road again.
The body was slightly bent, and Qianmo Qingcheng had a pale face. She raised a hand and touched her chest tremblingly. At that position, there was a golden arrow inserted into her flesh.