Chapter 917 Little Sword Spirit
Lu Chaochao was standing on the top of Kunlun Mountain, with a little girl in green lying beside him.
The little girl, who looked about nine or ten years old, was lying on the ground poking at the flowers and plants. However, she didn't use much force in her hands, and she poked lightly...
The delicate buds of flowers and plants were cut off.
The little girl glanced guiltily at the girl standing quietly, and quietly buried the flower bud in the mud.
Zhuifeng stood behind her and looked out. What he saw was a vast sea of white clouds, which looked magnificent.
But with a gentle wave, the clouds dispersed and the situation below could be clearly seen.
Zhui Feng's blood boiled: "Han Chuan really calculated it to the core this time!"
Once Shanshan takes action, he will be in an irretrievable situation. The gods will then stand on high ground and attack him without any scruples.
The god's face is not stained with the slightest bit of blood, and he is still the high and mighty god who has mercy on all living beings.
But it solved the problems of turbid air and kindness in one fell swoop.
It’s really well calculated.
“If Shanshan hadn’t happened to be reincarnated as your younger brother, I’m afraid the countdown would have already begun several years ago in the mortal world.” Zhuifeng sighed softly.
Zhuifeng has been following her for the past few days and can vaguely feel some differences.
In the past, Chao Chao was passionate about the Three Realms and offered sacrifices to them twice.
But the Chao Chao of today is still Chao Chao, but she is also different from Chao Chao.
She seemed to be beyond the three realms, out of this world, no longer having the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people. But her eyes were always on the mortal world. Although she never said anything, she was concerned in her heart.
Zhuifeng felt a little melancholy, but not lost.
Chao Chao has made two sacrifices, and what she has given is far more than what she has received.
He really wanted to ask Chao Chao what was going on with this resurrection...
Is it the common people? Are you a Buddhist? Or is it the way of heaven?
But Zhuifeng felt a sense of uneasiness when he looked into her eyes. She did not bring any pressure or power, but just looked at him quietly, and he could feel the oppression coming towards him.
The look in her eyes was also frightening.
There was always a hint of judgment in her eyes.
Zhuifeng couldn't explain what was going on, he just felt that Chaochao was hiding many secrets.
"Are you... going to save them?" Zhuifeng's mind moved slightly, and he finally asked that question.
The child lying on the ground playing in the mud raised his head and said, "No!"
It was probably because of Lu Chaochao's aura, and her expression was very similar to hers. "No, she can't interfere with the operation of this world!" From the moment she woke up, she could no longer interfere with the operation of this world.
"Two sacrifices, aren't they enough?" The little girl glared at Zhuifeng. She had sacrificed herself twice and forcibly interfered with the operation of this world, and had suffered a huge backlash.
Zhuifeng rubbed his nose and retreated. The sword spirit of Chaoyang Sword was really sharp-tongued.
The little sword spirit has a soul imprint with Lu Chaochao and knows more about her.
When she woke up this time, she was not only Lu Chaochao, but also the God of Creation who was judging this world.
Lu Chaochao looked fixedly in the direction of the mortal world, his thin lips tightly pursed and his brows tightly furrowed.
A Ci stood beside her and couldn't help but hold her slightly cold little hand.
The little sword spirit looked at him, then at A Ci, and then squeezed in between the two of them.
"Let me stand for a while, let me stand for a while..." After making full preparations mentally, A Ci, who had just held the little hand, was suddenly pushed away. He looked at the little sword spirit in astonishment, but the sword spirit was unaware of anything.
Lu Chaochao looked down at her fingertips, twisted her fingers gently, and then clasped her hands together.
Ci Mu looked at the sword spirit with gritted teeth. The sword spirit looked at him innocently, then narrowed his eyebrows and looked silly.
Ah Ci took a deep breath, and then another deep breath... and had to wink at her.
The sword spirit is heartless and soulless, just a fool. He is not angry, not angry at all.
"Do you have an eye disease?" The sword spirit asked when he saw him blinking continuously.
"If you are sick, you need to get treatment. You can't delay." Then, she took Lu Chaochao's hand and moved a step to the side. She looked as if she was staying away from him...
Ah Ci felt a tightness in his chest and almost vomited blood.
Lu Chaochao sighed softly, sat cross-legged on the ground, and meditated with his eyes slightly narrowed, only his furrowed brows revealed some of his emotions.
The mortal world is in panic at this moment.
The old man held the child in his arms, hiding in the house in fear, and covered the child's eyes: "Don't look... Don't look."
The deeply in love couple snuggled together, and the air was filled with despair.
The soldiers of Chaoyang Sect gritted their teeth. Knowing that moving forward would lead to death, no one dared to retreat.
Behind them are thousands of people, including their blood relatives and their responsibilities.
Xie Chengxi stared at the sky blankly. Is such a person really worthy of being called a god?
The blood ball in the sky can no longer be called a blood ball. It looks like a cocoon that is nurturing something.
A thick and terrifying aura permeated the entire area around the blood cocoon, and it was changing visibly to the naked eye.
Everyone watched as it stretched out its hand from the thin cocoon, revealing its shape little by little.
He closed his eyes slightly, standing in the sky, and the moment he was born...
The wind and clouds changed rapidly, the sky and earth changed color, and even the gods could not help but tremble their eyelids. Only the Immortal Hanchuan can control such evil spirits.
Fortunately, everything had been deployed before entering the world and being reincarnated.
He gently shook the copper bell in his hand, and the young man standing in the sky suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were red, like a mindless killing weapon.
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