"Zi Po...how could you..." Ling Wudi felt a little ridiculous in his heart. He couldn't hate him when he first saw him. Later, he found out that he was from the demon world and still couldn't hate him. He even felt like them.
There are some similar feelings...
At this moment, Zipo's hand reached into his heart, and I was afraid that I couldn't survive... At this moment, I still couldn't hate him? Why? Shouldn't I be the cold-blooded and ruthless Ling Wudi... Regarding this picture in front of me?
Why can't even a little bit of hatred be picked up from that haggard and handsome face?
The pain spread, and Ling Wudi only felt coldness in her limbs. The silver-loving insect had frozen her spiritual power, and she had no resistance at all. After the pain spread, she felt black, and then...
What remains is the coldness.
"sorry……"
Zipo's voice came to my ears, are you sorry? That Earth Flame Pearl is yours, why are you sorry?
Ling Wudi closed his eyes, but there was a sad smile on his face...
Ling Wudi didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but he felt just like he did after being plotted to death by Wu Xian last time.
Darkness and coldness invaded her...
Suddenly, a fiery red mass appeared in front of him, emitting a strong warmth. Ling Wudi seemed to see hope...
Running hard, the warmth got closer and closer. When he reached it, Ling Wudi realized that what he saw in front of him was just a bead one-third the size of his palm.
"What is this?" Ling Wudi didn't meet this thing last time he died.
The beads were quietly emitting heat, as if waiting for something. When Ling Wudi appeared, the beads began to rotate faster, until Ling Wudi beside him felt as if there was a suction force trying to suck him in.
She tried her best to stabilize herself, but the speed of the bead was getting faster and faster.
He gradually approached Ling Wudi who fell to the ground.
Wuwei subconsciously blocked it with her hand, only to feel a burn on her arm. Then, everything seemed to be back to the beginning, but she watched the bead sink into her body.
Damn, is this true or false? Or is he already dead?
‘It’s true, you were dead, but now you are alive!’ It was as if there was another person in her mind who helped her answer her question.
Who are you? Ling Wudi was surprised, but she was sure that she was not schizophrenic.
'I am the trace of essence you left in the dark world thousands of years ago!'
Jingyuan? What’s the use?
‘I can help you recreate the elixir soul. In other words, you don’t have to worry about fighting for that elixir soul anymore. The elixir soul will soon be of little use.’
Ling Wudi was even more surprised. How could he save such effort by accident? How could he get such an advantage?
'The condition is that you must find the person who harmed you back then.' The voice continued to read through her mind.
How can I find out after a thousand years? Besides, this is related to the world of cultivation. I have also seen how powerful and vicious Yu Rou is. Ling Wudi doesn't want to wade into that muddy water.
'That's your business. Remember that everything you have now is due to your previous life. I hope you live up to your trust!'
The voice gradually faded out of his mind and stopped ringing. Ling Wudi heard Yin Yue's anxious voice in his ears. Ling Wudi knew that he was about to leave the dark world mentioned by this voice...
"Wudi...how are you?" When Ling Wudi opened his eyes, he saw Yin Yue's beautiful eyes, and he suddenly felt more grateful. It turned out that there were still people who cared about him after he died. I have to say that this feeling is not ordinary.