Bai Shiqing's resistance gradually faded, and at the same time another crazy consciousness was awakening, gradually occupying his mind with its unstoppable attack power. The White Tiger God's hand covered his forehead again, and the sealed White Tiger's blood roared, and the remaining weak
Resistance suddenly extinguished under Ling Duankong's huge pressure
If he becomes a demon like her, will there be no so-called...taboos between them?
His eyes turned into darkness in the intense light. Bai Shiqing kept his eyes open, but his body fell straight backwards.
"Master, he fainted!"
The White Tiger God immediately stopped his hand. He had not yet completed the entire unblocking process. A Meng knelt down to check on the unconscious Bai Shiqing. Dozens of tentacles stretched out from the ball and climbed up to his forehead. She wrinkled while looking at the wriggling tentacles.
Brow: "It doesn't seem good, his body is too weak." Putting away the serve, she stood up and told, "Bai Shiqing's seal contains a kind of poison. When the seal is released, the poison will be released. The seal will be completely released."
The master of the day is the day of life and death, do you still want to continue?"
Ling Duangkong looked coldly at Bai Shiqing who was unconscious on the ground, but seemed to see the shadow of another person in him.
Bai Yueyang was once the most valued general under him. They not only had a master-servant relationship, but also a golden orchid relationship. But it was this good brother he trusted most who defected to Xuanwu at the critical moment. In that last battle,
He lost his morpheme shadow
But Jun Shitian still didn't trust the White Tiger people, so he not only sealed the White Tiger blood of the Bai family, but also quenched the poison on the seal. Such double defense can ensure that they will not betray again. It is so cruel! The so-called kind-hearted Wan
The God of God is actually so cowardly and unscrupulous, he doesn't even understand the principle of "don't trust people without trusting them"
Yue Yang, is this the master you chose when you abandoned me?
I feel so unwilling to be betrayed by someone like that.
"Master," A Meng reminded the absent-minded White Tiger God again, "continue?"
He sighed: "No need."
A Meng looked at his master doubtfully
The White Tiger God smiled, with a hidden meaning that no one knew: "Since I let him go back then, I won't embarrass his descendants today."
"Then..." A Meng guessed the master's intention
"If he is unable to walk out of the third life alive, he is not worthy to be a descendant of Yueyang, let alone a member of my tribe!"
"But he..." He was poisoned and A Meng wanted to remind him, but was frightened by the suddenly stronger sense of depression and did not dare to say any more.
"This is fate"
The voice of the White Tiger God finally disappeared in this space
He has always believed in fate, but he has never been willing to give in to the factors of fate and death. He refused, so he fought with heaven and fate, even if he died together, he just wanted her to live.