"So even you are still alive?" JiQiao looked at the girl with black wings and smiled lightly. "Are you happy that she has been torturing you all her life and now she is dead? I don’t kill you, I want you to follow me from now on … "

"Go to hell!" Kuroha angrily rejected a short spear and spun out an amazing thunderbolt to JiQiao.
JiQiao hum a sleeve a stroke was like a shadow black gas burst and attack scattered thunderbolt crashed into Kuroha body Kuroha was wounded, although barely saved her life, in fact, the root is still a legal person to start work that thunderbolt looks sharp but has exhausted her body only residual strength got JiQiao this blow and immediately took the blood to fly down beside Yuan Baoer and Feng Zhixin, although she didn’t know this strange girl with wings on her back, but Feng Zhixin still couldn’t bear to reach out and hold Kuroha in her heart.
"This is your own death!" JiQiao looked at Kuroha said coldly.
In a flash, he rushed to these girls with black gas under his arm.
Suddenly, a burst of brilliance flashed in front of him, with colorful interweaving, forming a mirage-like beautiful scene. Ji Qiao found out what it was for a while, but it was such a delay that the dreamland had involved Kuroha and Yuan Baoer and others and disappeared in an instant.
"Mountains and rivers state map? !” Ji Qiao, after all, worked as an immortal in heaven for many years, and soon realized what a magic weapon it was to save Kuroha and others. The picture of the country was an ancient artifact left by Nu Wa, and it was suddenly made out in the dark, even if he didn’t intercept it.
Looking down, he looked at his chest, slowly overflowing with purple blood, knowing that it was just now that the wind soul was chopped by a purple evil spirit knife when fighting on that hill. Although this wound has threatened his life again, the Candle dragon contained in the purple evil spirit knife is still quite destructive.
"Let’s let them go for the time being!" JiQiao smile in my mind "anyway, they also can’t escape …"
Yin Niang looked at the stars scattered overhead and counted them. What kind of place is this?
The feet are neat and crystal clear. The white jade terrace looks like a huge square. In front of it is an arch with a strange style, and there are several strange buildings made up of stone pillars and boulders. Outside, there are stars shining. If you come to the edge of this square, even your feet are stars.
This land is hanging in the night.
There is still a soul and three souls left beside her, and she has not been recalled. Master is still lying there in a coma, while Master is lying together with the strange girl in white and holding a treasure ball. Now this girl is like a stone statue, and even her dress is stiff on her chest. The branches of Jiqiao have gone through the wound, and her eyes are wide open and there is no color.
Yin Niang crouched down and tentatively stretched out his hand and touched the girl’s body. Although the girl looked like she had been petrified, she still kept her body temperature.
At this time, she couldn’t figure out what happened. At the moment when she was about to die at the hands of Jiqiao, the white girl Baozhu suddenly burst and gave birth to a strong crack, which brought them all here. After coming here, the Baozhu, which had been blown to pieces, returned to the hands of this girl, but this girl never woke up.
Except for the three of them, there was no one around, and the master and the girl were finally in a deep sleep. At one time, the hidden mother didn’t know what she could do. After wandering around for a while, she simply lay up and looked up at Fang’s mysterious star. The little girl was lying on her back side by side with her and the master, which was reassuring, quiet and wonderful. I don’t know that she had an old strange idea of staying with the master and the girl until eternity.
Close your eyes, she enjoys doing nothing but making people feel at ease and happy.
As time goes by, she doesn’t know how long it took until she felt someone moving around her. Then she opened her eyes and turned to look, only to see that the girl in white had woken up and turned her little face to her. It was really strange that she had a fight with this strange girl not long ago. Although she didn’t know what this girl wanted to trouble her, at that time, this girl would have almost killed her if Jiqiao hadn’t suddenly appeared. However, at this moment, they lay face to face and stared at each other. Hidden Niang didn’t want to fight with this girl again, but she also looked at her face.
Although this kind of staring at each other is also very interesting, Yinniang thinks it is necessary to break this silence. She asks, "What’s your name?"
The girl said, "Dance!"
The silence was finally broken … followed by greater silence.
Yin Niang didn’t know what to say at the moment, and this girl named dancer didn’t seem to want to talk much.
This stalemate lasted for a long time before Yinniang remembered what to say, "Thank you for saving me."
I don’t know how to dance, but without her orb, Yinniang believes that she and Master are afraid of being killed by Jiqiao now.
"You saved me first!" There is no emotion in the dance, which seems to be telling a normal fact. She sat up with the orb, and her body and clothes recovered to be soft and not as stiff as they were just now. Although I don’t know what magic it was, Yinniang felt that what she just danced looked like it was petrified because it was her way of healing.
"At that time," Yin Niang hesitated. "What did you want to kill me?"
"Because … robbing the soul without authorization … must die!" As if being awakened by the words of Yin Niang, the tone of the dance changed, and the finger was like a knife and instantly cut to Yin Niang’s throat.
Chapter 32 The dawn of heaven! Revenge!
Yin Niang didn’t expect that she would suddenly start work so close that she couldn’t cope at all.
The little hand stopped in front of her throat. Although her eyes were still the kind of dull dancing face, she slowly smiled and "lied".
Say that finish dance will hand back.
Yin Niang was so scared by her that she almost gave birth to a cold sweat on her forehead. She has got up and walked to the center of the square with the orb flashing, and the stars on her head seem to follow it. The white orb is flying and long enough to reach her hips, and at the same time, she dances backwards. Yin Niang looks at this strange girl and thinks it is an incredible picture reflected in her eyes.
After the starlight dispersed, the dance came to Yin Niang with a treasure ball and asked, "What about you?"
Me? I what? Yin Niang was dazed and then reacted and said, "My name is Yin Niang … Nie Yinniang!"
Nie Yinniang? ! The girl’s eyes widened when she was absent. She cocked her head and thought a lot before gently saying, "I seem to have heard this name, but I can’t remember it."
Really? Yin Niang also got up and looked around and asked, "What is this place?"
The girl’s voice "where I live" is always ethereal, and it feels like she is talking in a dream.
She actually lives in such a place? Yinniang thinks that after many times of analysis, she and Master and Ling Ning feel that heaven and hell are completely isolated in this world, even if they don’t disappear. Otherwise, the root method explains that there are no other immortals and ghosts in this world. However, Yinniang can’t help but doubt this judgment. Now she is in this place, which is obviously not earthly. In front of her, this girl in white is the first and only one who can make the avatar except Ji Qiao and Grandma You Rui who crossed here from the Tang Dynasty.
Thinking that this little girl could fly out of the jade pool with a flying snow sword in her orb, the fairy king wonders about the phantom hidden mother and is not more curious about her identity and origin.
"What about him?" Dance with one hand holding the orb and one hand pointing to the man still lying on the ground.
"He is my master and his name is Soul of the Wind," said Yin Niang.
"Wind Soul?" The dance tilted its head again. "Ah, I’ve heard the name, but … I can’t remember it."
Yin Niang "…"
"So," the girl’s face turned to Yin Niang, and her eyes seemed to have some holes. "Tell me what happened? People who violate the laws of life are going to kill you. Why do you do that? "
Law of life? What is that? Although I’m unfamiliar with this name, Yinniang knows that she said she should call the soul by herself. Although I don’t know what happened in the more than 1,300 years since the early Tang Dynasty, there is no doubt that some rules in this world are very different from those in her previous era.
Anyway, she told the girl what happened slowly, and there was nothing she could do but say it. There was a mysterious place hanging around the star, and there was no one else. She didn’t know how to get away from here at all. The girl stood there motionless and listened, and she didn’t seem surprised at Yinniang’s ancient identity.
Yin Niang said, "We came here to send the master who was born here to the wild land in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but something went wrong and caused him to fall from a height. We don’t know if there is still hell in this era to call the soul …"
"Oh, I see." The dance is so soft that it’s almost like a breeze. "That means there are two of them now. One of them crossed the previous one and then came back here? That’s easy! "
What is easy to handle? Yin Niang looked at her puzzled.
"What has happened is the change of law. Since your master has crossed it before, he will never die here in the last law of life. This is the paradox when it is irreversible," said Wu.
Yin Niang … Don’t understand.
The dance didn’t explain it, but stretched out a small hand and a starlight shot from the night. Something fell into her hand. She held the orb in her left hand and held it in her right hand. She slowly walked over to the young people and pressed it into the youth body.
The youth moved.
Yin Niang’s heart was filled with joy. Although she didn’t know how to dance, she knew that being put into the master’s body by dancing was the master’s remaining soul. She should call the soul technique to call back the soul. This strange girl reached out and could get it.