Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu instantly felt the void of discouragement and self-blame, and immediately realized that he had spoken harshly, and immediately chuckled.

"It's okay. The boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge... I don't believe it. I, Ling Luoyu, have worked so hard to get here just to hang here!"

Wuwu murmured and opened his mouth, as if he had something to say.

In the end, he shut up, but his expression was a bit strange.

Ling Luoyu's blood finally calmed down at this time, and he stood up slowly: "Don't be downcast... just say what you have to say, and still hesitate..."

"...I, I still won't say anything..."

The more Niangwu hesitated, the more curious Ling Luoyu became.

"What can't be said? At this point, our lives are hanging by a thread, so what can't be said?"

"...I think...you are like this...can we be regarded as...the kind of people who send blood a thousand miles away...?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Still saying this?

"Nothingness, I think we haven't reached such a pessimistic moment yet, right?"

"...It's not that I haven't arrived, but I have a...bad feeling..."

"……How to say?"

"Haven't you always been saying that in the final analysis, the things we do are actually being manipulated secretly by destiny?"

"……Then what?"

"Then...as the carrier of the Fury of Thunder, you will...return those fragments...to their place..."

The further he spoke, the lower the voice of nothingness became.

Even he himself felt that his remarks were a bit conspiracy theory.

Moreover, it is very unlucky——

"Um, Master, I just said it casually. You...you must not take it seriously..." Xu Wu changed his words hurriedly.

Ling Luoyu shook his head thoughtfully: "If you say that, it seems... it really means something. Along the way, the fragments of Thunder's Fury have come into my hands little by little. Now, I I met the weapon spirit of Thunder Fury here..."

The existence of the weapon spirit indicates that there is a large fragment of Thunder's Fury in this place.

Just like the chaotic world that Ling Luoyu encountered.

If it doesn't have enough power, it won't be enough to possess the void.

It is precisely because it is big enough that nothingness exists today.

This means -

"If we hand over the fragments of the Wrath of Thunder in our hands, the power of the dark mist will be even stronger...by then..."

Who knows what will happen!

"Master, if this is the case... you can..." Xuanyu hesitated, and his voice became even lower: "Otherwise, let's hand over the thing... or use this thing... in exchange..."

"Exchange?" Ling Luoyu's pupils suddenly shrank: "Nihility, do you mean that I want to use these fragments of the Fury of Thunder to exchange for the right to survive with Dark Mist?"

"……Owner……"

"Do you think your master is the kind of person who would give up his dignity... to survive in a humble way in order to survive?"

"No, of course not..."

Nothing is anxious.

There is no one in the world who knows what kind of temper Ling Luoyu is like better than him!

She is his master!

Our souls have merged and become one!

How could he not know her nature?

How could such a strange woman who would rather die standing than live on her knees beg someone who wanted to kill her in order to survive!

"Master, what I mean is that if we really can't do it, we can use the fragments of Thunder's Fury in exchange..."