Unscrupulous Enchantress: The Young Miss Has Arrived!

Under the moonlight, the blue-violet glow is shining, a blue-like eude beast that looks like an angel, with blue-blue crystal-clear wings, and the hair is composed of a pair of wings, and the face is perfect.

His body is full of blue and blue fluorescence, beautiful and beautiful, in the moonlight, more mysterious.

Lu Yiqian could not help but sigh, such a desperate Eudemons, do not want to have such a beautiful form.

Why is your heart full of pain, why is your look so desperate, fight, if you can't bear it, come to fight!

Use the knife light to smooth the scars and use the sword shadow to heal the pain!

Lu Yi jumped up and swayed his sword. After a round of squatting, he slammed around and slammed into the mortal-like residents and bombarded them into powder.

These imprisoned souls, these souls that construct illusory happiness in the day, are now desperate and bitter because of the pain of the illusionary beast, and in fact, this pain does not belong to them, because they have died 100,000 years. .

After all, the deceased cannot bear the sorrow of the living, and the living is even less entitled to deprive the deceased of the right to rest in peace.

Lu Yi’s sword crossed and ended their pain. This is her goodness, because she could have ignored it.

It is still a black armor, and she is very heroic. But this time, she is very different from the one who was comforted by the little boy. She has changed her momentum.

The feeling of the sky is a bit complicated. His ice-like beautiful blue eyes stare at her. He doesn't want to kill her. After all, she is the only person who has made him feel warm for so many years. He even wants to go with her! But as a master of the air, he did not kill her. The time of 100,000 years was enough to turn his loneliness into a demon. Despair became a lore. At the moment he became a beast, he was destined to leave. He is a little boy, and he is also a big savage beast. The contradiction cannot be lifted, only one battle!

"The Wheel of Mirage!" He wanted to keep his hand, but he gave up most of his power, and his attack was so contradictory.

The six-wheeled Biyingying light wheel is displayed in the sky, rotating, and the blue lightning whistling, like his mood, depression, anger, despair, pain, and unwillingness.

The light wheel went away to the land.

Lu Yiqian leaped like a water, skipping the light wheel, and crossed the silhouette of the dragonfly in the double moon, as if standing on the light wheel.

The look of the sky is a glimpse, the arrow is generally swept away, and raising the hand is a lore!

A very suppressed pressure suddenly came in.

Lu Hao Qianshuang holding a sword, sharply spread the pressure, and plucked the half-moon trajectory that came face to face, coldly said: "Not enough, not enough, empty, you want to kill me, take all the strength!" She crossed the sword and made a starter: "And I will try my best to defeat you. If you don't have to work hard, you will... die." When the words of death are falling, she is like lightning, and she is astonished. Hung, or a phantom, slammed into the sky.

Sword, silent, wind, interest-free, fast action!

Her sword, the dyed blue blood, it is empty blood.

The beautiful face of the sky was drawn with a hole that was not deep but painful.

The sky widened and the butterfly-like wings trembled slightly. He seemed to be afraid to believe: "You want to kill me!"

Lu Yiqian showed his attitude with action. She said: "Prisoner!"

The purple gold contract light illuminates, the prisoner's day is slightly closed, and the face with a happy expression emerges. The colorful light is printed on the wings of his butterfly, because it is needed, and simply happy.

Prisoners, this was born from power, neither father nor mother, but at the moment of the contract with Lu Yiqian, he has people's general feelings, sustenance, happiness, trust and hope.

He will faithfully execute any command of Lu Yiqian, and he will guard her at all costs.

The two beautiful existences with great strengths confront each other. They were surprised to find that the other party is very similar to themselves, but the prisoner’s day is colorful wings, the eyes of the lake blue, like crystal, but the sky is blue, Like a dream.

They do have something in common, at least in prison, and they have been extremely desperate.

The prisoner’s hands were sealed and the entire space solidified.

Lu Yiqian was unaffected. She once again raised the sword and killed it like a bird.

Sky finally understood that she was serious and seriously wanted to... kill him!

He suddenly made a roar on his back, his expression was forced into a desperate situation, the pain that would be disillusioned, no one, no one can accept him, no one would love him, and he would scan around, he did not have a companion. The center of loneliness is constantly expanding, and even the woman who once made him feel warm is now killing him.

Family, no family, they died 100,000 years ago, friends, no friends, they have already died. Even if they banned their souls, they will turn out a peaceful and peaceful scene, but the truth will always raid, let him Constantly suffering, he is divided into two people, one is a boy, empty, he knows all the truth, and strives to fight, one is a big beast, he is trying to maintain the fantasy of the heart, the false happiness in the future, his body At the quagmire, unable to extricate themselves, more and more lonely, more and more desperate.

At this moment, Lu Yiqian ignited the desperate fire-leading element in his heart, and the anger that could not be suppressed suddenly broke out!

"Ah..." He screamed, his eyes blue and deeper. "I want you to die, I want you to die!" He screamed wildly, his two fists were opposite, and his whole body was blue: "The illusion of the sky!"

With him as the center, he swayed a circle of blue ripples and swayed to the boundless moonlight. The entire city of the sky was shrouded in silence and radiated cold and fierce light.

This trick can be used in a wide range of ways, so that the soul can fall into the illusion of happiness, and it is impossible to extricate itself. Even death cannot be exempted.

Absolute mental attack tricks!

This is the illusion of the beast, he can make anyone into a fantasy until the body is corrupt until death.

Because he is so lonely and desperate, it knows pain more than anyone.

As long as it is a creature, there must be desires, and there must be ideals. He will spontaneously cause the strongest desire in their hearts, confuse the soul, and be addicted to it.