Unscrupulous Enchantress: The Young Miss Has Arrived!

But they did not hesitate to execute the order immediately.

I don't know what method they used. After waiting for ten minutes, they heard one of the three levels of death replied: "Master, 100,000 years ago, the soul of the World of Warcraft named Li Yun was 173,600. Among them, there are 103,000 people who have been swallowed up because of the failure of the battle. There are 32,300 of the battles that have been defeated by the wounded souls. There are ten living to this day. This is the information of ten beasts." At the third level of death, the air automatically displays the appearance of ten beasts.

When the information was shown to a white eagle, Moxie suddenly yelled out: "Yun! Yuner is you, Yuner!" Unexpectedly, desperate to catch the past.

It seems that the white-and-white eagle is indeed his wife.

"Go take her over." The **** of death faintly commanded, and there was an irresistible majesty in the voice. He certainly treats Lu Yiqian with enthusiasm, but for the rest, he is a high-spirited, unattainable creation god, a commander.

"Yes." The third-level **** of death led, and soon, a beast of a transparent white carving was taken.

The big white eagle was brought around inexplicably. At first, there were some doubts. After seeing Mo Xie, the heart seemed to be pierced, and a lot of memories rushed in. I suddenly understood why I clung to Kurokawa and finally understood why I was struggling in the country of death. Everything is because she wants to see this person again... her husband!

"Momgo!" She shouted, shouting out the thoughts and affection of the 100,000-year-old.

Mo Xie's excitement at this time was not enough to speak in words. He ran straight and only wished to carry his wife into his arms, but his body passed through the transparent smoke and passed through the body of Baiyun.

The body of Baiyun is dead, the soul can't rely on it, and there is no form in nature. And she will continue to stay in Daewoo, and she will definitely be obliterated by the rules.

What else is more cruel than meeting each other? Is there anything more cruel than being in love? Obviously given the opportunity, but now it is necessary to live a life of suffocation, this kind of pain is more painful than not seeing, and the pain at the moment belongs to two people!

One soul and one beast can't help but cry, it makes people cry.

Zhu Hui was even more empathic with the public. He turned his attention to Lu Yiqian and had a deep pleading. He also understands that once he asks her, he and she will never have the possibility of meeting. He will always be her master, not afraid to go over half a step, but he must ask, can not help but because of his faint feeling, That mighty black man, maybe there is a way.

Lu Yiqian himself is not willing to see life and death, not to mention the death of this bite. But she did not want to die, so she only asked gently: "Do you have a way?" If not, she will take his hand and leave. Even though they are her Eudemons, they are lighter than death, and far less than the **** of death!

"Helping her reshape the body is very simple. Master." The **** of death is light and windy, and it is as simple as eating.

I don't see how he moves. The soul of Baiyun floats to the sky. Then, the bones, internal organs, muscles, and skin are born at a speed visible to the naked eye. The scene is extremely strange, but it is absolutely shocking!

Because this power is definitely not in the world!

Even this power transcends the Creator, because the Creator can create life, but in any case can not reverse the time and rings that have passed, resurrect the dead!

However, the **** of death has done it easily, how much energy it takes, and how much power it needs!

The same as the founder, the double as the moon self-confessed that there is no such ability, the jealousy of death is also more layers, but he also has his own dependence, this love of the competition, his hard power is not bad.

At this time, the double is like a month, and I don’t realize that the battlefield’s competition depends on the strength of the fist, but the love competition is based on the heart. Even though he is extremely clever, he does not know what it is. But he does not understand what the love is. He speaks with his own thoughts. He thinks that he has strength, his status is lofty, and his power can gain love. This idea has gone wrong at the beginning. The direction.

But in the years to come, he will realize his mistake after hitting the wall again and again.

The death of the gods is very fast. It only takes a minute to perfectly shape the body of the white cloud. The soul fit is not bad, just like the one brought out from the mother's womb, the perfect body!

Seeing the gratitude and excitement in the eyes of Mo Xie and Bai Yun, the **** of death knows that these two people will never have any betrayal of the master in this life and in this world, which is what he needs!

Retreating to the third-level death, closing the door to space, the **** of death came to Lu Haoqian and clung to her hand.

The white cloud fluttering soul has a sense of solidity, and the love of Mo Xie in the soul is also transmitted to the body. She trembles and excitedly touches Moxie's hair, horns, face and tears with excitement: "Mo Ge, you are old. ”

Mo Xie was occupied by the great joy of being recovered. He hugged the white clouds and cried: "You are still so young."

This is a two-word conversation, but when it comes to these two people, it seems like a hundred thousand turns, with completely different meanings, full of their love and care for each other.

The people walked away silently and returned this to two lovers who had been baptized for 100,000 years.

The sea of ​​Shen Yu is in the body of the dolphins. There are dolphins who want to send them. It would have been a few months, but it took only half an hour to reach Hai'an. The beasts have disembarked, and there are only Mo Xie and Baiyun on the Flying Wing. These two people seem to be ignorant of the outside world, and they are immersed in the joy of each other, hands clasped and cuddling.

Lu Yiqian also shook hands with the **** of death. At this moment, he also wanted to find a land without people, and complained about the pain of Acacia.

The beasts themselves know how to look at each other, and they find various reasons to fly to nearby towns. Zhu Hui is also deeply looking at Lu Yiqian. He is half-lost and half-firmly away. He chose to be himself. The road to go must be as firm as a grandfather!

At the moment, Lu Haoqian and the **** of death are left alone.