The light cocoon instantly disappeared into Luo Zheng's eyebrows, and then disappeared without a trace.
After being planted with this light cocoon, Luo Zheng had a strange feeling in his heart for no reason.
Last time he was also planted with a petal by Shi Xiaoqiao, and this time he was planted with this cocoon of light.
This light cocoon won't record all his actions, right?
But when he saw the long-haired woman taking her hand back and showing a happy smile, he felt a sense of stability in his heart for no apparent reason.
Maybe this is what home feels like?
"Let's go, I will take you to start the inheritance of Mr. Yuan," the long-haired woman said, taking the initiative to hug Luo Yan on the ground.
At this time, Jian Mastiff and others rushed over.
Although the long-haired woman took action and killed Tue, the sword mastiff still didn't understand the reason.
In the eyes of the sword mastiff, any incarnation of fear is an enemy. This long-haired woman gives people such a coquettish and foreboding feeling. Could it be that she is a monster that confuses people?
"Luo Zheng, who is she?" Sword Mastiff asked nervously.
Having said that...
This woman could kill Tue with just one move.
Even if it means resistance, I'm afraid it doesn't make much sense, but if you don't ask clearly, how can the sword mastiff feel at ease?
He sacrificed the Calamity Sword and was bound to die, but he still hoped that Luo Yan and Luo Zheng could escape the disaster and obtain the Taoist inheritance.
"she……"
Luo Zheng hesitated and didn't know how to answer for a while.
The long-haired woman bit her lip gently, and her demon red eyes stared at Luo Zheng, faintly showing hope.
She naturally hopes that Luo Zheng can admit herself...
When Luo Zheng and the long-haired woman met their eyes, their hearts jumped slightly, and then they said: "She is my mother."
Hearing Luo Zheng's words, the long-haired woman narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled.
"Mother?" The sword mastiff was stunned.
The disciples of the Sword Clan also looked at each other in confusion.
This thing is really unbelievable. After all, the incarnations of fear in this disputed land are all unique-looking and extremely terrifying beasts.
How could Luo Zheng meet his mother here.
No matter how coincidental it is, it cannot happen like this!
No, she is probably still a monster that confuses people. Maybe this woman comes from the Soul Wasteland, and there are indeed some powerful beings there who can do this!
Seeing the Sword Mastiff's face full of doubts and disbelief, Luo Zheng couldn't help but explain, "In fact, it's not difficult to understand. For a while, she became the thing I was afraid of... I didn't know she was my mother at that time.
That’s why…”
With this explanation, the Sword Mastiff and the disciples of the Sword Clan suddenly understood, but it was very speechless.
The Dongfang family spared their money and used Dongfang ghost to summon a demon.
Luo Zheng was even more weird, calling out his mother...
Jian Mastiff couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the Luo family, except for Luo Yan, who was more normal, seemed to be a little weird.
"I see, that's good," Sword Mastiff forced a smile, "Congratulations, it looks like you can obtain the Dao Zheng inheritance."
The mission of the Sword Clan disciples has been successfully completed, but their lives will also come to an end...
The bloody lines on the calamity sword in the sword mastiff's hand have shortened bit by bit, and now only the top of the sword tip remains, about one-fifth of it.
When these bloody lines are completely extinguished, their lives will end.
Because of Jian Mastiff's words, the faces of the other eleven Sword Clan disciples also darkened.
Just now, in order to fight for his life and risk his own life, he sacrificed the Calamity Sword, but now it's time to suffer the consequences.
Although they have been mentally prepared, is life and death so easy to face?
"What's wrong?"
Looking at the expressions of Sword Mastiff and others, Luo Zheng was a little confused.
His eyes fell on the long swords in the hands of these people. Speaking of which, the strength shown by the twelve members of the Sword Clan just now is indeed powerful. They were able to hurt Tue twice. Could it be related to the swords in their hands?
The long-haired woman smiled faintly when she saw this, and then she handed the sleeping Luo Yan to Luo Zheng.
After Luo Zheng hugged him, she immediately walked towards the sword mastiff, reached out and pinched the calamity sword in his hand, and said lightly: "The calamity sword in your hands is made of the tide of luck, and it is the tide of doom. Those
After the red light dissipates, you will bear three disasters and three disasters. However, the vast majority of people cannot even survive the first disaster. Even if they survive the first disaster, there will be a second disaster, a third disaster, and three disasters, and they will definitely die.
.”
"What?" Luo Zheng's pupils opened slightly, which was equivalent to paying the price of his life.
The sword mastiff smiled sadly and withdrew the Disaster Sword from the long-haired woman's hand, "Before using the Disaster Sword, we already knew the consequences. This is our fate, and I'm afraid it cannot be changed..."
The other Sword Clan disciples also lowered their heads one after another, with sad expressions on their faces.
Once the Disaster Sword is used, even a saint cannot undo it. This is a consensus among the sword clan.
"I remember that this disaster sword was made by a genius of your sword clan. It is actually a sword of misfortune derived from the eternal true meaning of sword luck. There is no solution to this misfortune, but it can be transferred. I can combine the three disasters and the three disasters.
The calamity is transferred to other people," the long-haired woman said calmly.
"Transfer?"
The sword mastiff's heart was beating wildly.
Sword Mastiff doesn't know where Luo Zheng's mother came from, but such a character may have some abilities that even saints don't know!
"Can it be transferred?"
"Does this mean we still have a chance to survive?"
"It's impossible, Master Wuhen can't even do it..."
The faces of the Sword Clan disciples also flashed with hope.
"But who will it be transferred to?" Mo Nan suddenly said.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.
Who is willing to sacrifice himself and bear the disaster of others?
However, Luo Zheng suddenly turned around and looked at a person not far away...
Others also followed Luo Zheng's gaze and looked over.
The Eastern Ghost in the distance seemed to have not come out of the huge shock.
At this moment, his face is dull and his hair is disheveled. Where is the temperament of a superior true god?
He stared blankly at the mountains of flesh and blood and broken bones in front of him, with a look of grief on his face, as if Tue was the masterpiece he created, and this perfect masterpiece was actually broken into pieces.
"Eastern Ghost!"
"Move to him!"
"Yes! Catch him!"
The disciples of the Sword Clan looked at Dongfang Gui as if they saw a life-saving straw.
Dongfang Gui was still in a daze when he suddenly saw the Sword Clan disciples rushing toward him as if they had been given blood. He was shocked and wanted to run away.
But he was flicked by Tue and was seriously injured.
And the Disaster Sword in the hands of the Sword Clan disciples is still exerting its remaining power. How did the Eastern Ghost escape?
After a while, the disciples of the Sword Clan tied up Dongfang Gui with five flowers and carried him to the long-haired woman.
Jian Mastiff asked slightly worriedly: "Can these three disasters and three calamities be transferred to one person?"
"Okay, you need to pierce this sword into his body, but don't kill him," the long-haired woman said calmly.
The disciples of the Sword Clan all looked at Dongfang Ghost with malicious eyes.
"You, what do you want to do!" Dongfang Gui realized something was wrong.
"Don't worry, our swordsmanship is very good, we will definitely not be able to stab you to death," the sword mastiff said with a smile.