Chapter 661

When Ling Jue fell in front of the grave, suddenly a fierce wind came on his face, which directly shocked him away.

When he got up, he was stunned.

The fierce breath is more fierce and resentful than the breath under the demon spirit pool.

Ling Jue called out cautiously: "matchless, is it you?"

No one should, only the wind around more fierce some, close to the ground blowing, along the foot to Ling Jue body drilling.

The wind frightened him.

At the same time, a whine of sadness came out from all directions. At first it was very low, and finally it became hysterical.

"Woo woo"

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling makes the wind around more and more intense, just like the wind blade under the abyss of the yellow spring, which makes people hurt.

"You ghosts, how dare you make trouble in front of me Ling Jue's face sank, and his hands were covered. The demon God pressed his hand and beat him out.

However, this thunderous slap, instead of deterring these evil spirits, seemed to irritate them and roar wildly.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

It was this sentence that roared in all directions, which surprised Ling Jue. He heard it vaguely.

"Ah --"

At this time, in front of the grave suddenly came a cry of pain and desolation, such as tearing heart and tearing lung.

The overcast wind in the tombs was overwhelming, and Ling Jue pressed down, binding him and suffocating him.

"Ling Jue, I'll kill you, kill you!"

The scream came again, and Ling Jue was stunned. Suddenly, his heart began to ache again. It was the pain of being held and pinched by others.

He felt suffocated.

"Kill him!"

The roar all around became more and more fierce, which made Ling Jue's eardrum ache.

He recalled the pestle, covered his hand with a sword, and then rose to the grave in front of him.

——Boom!

In the deafening roar, lingjue cut a gap in the tomb, so he saw the woman trapped in the chain.

A golden red Xiayi, head bundle red hair belt, or the memory of the bright eyes and white teeth of the face, but was filled with anger.

So that she looked a little ferocious.

The ghost King leaves the fire!

She grew up, vaguely has the outline of a child, but more delicate, that face, like God's masterpiece.

Four dark iron chains pierced the clavicle and ribs of the fire. She was sealed here by four iron chains.

There's blood underground. It's not dry.

This is the evil spirits in other tombs who bite Lihuo when they are mad, so they are mad. It's like she's being thrashed.

That's how she came here for more than a thousand years.

The fierce anger on Li Huo's face is the hatred and hatred accumulated over a thousand years.

"Here you are?"

Two people look at each other for a long time, or from the fire first said, the voice is light cool, not like an old friend.

Ling Jue didn't say a word, his eyes slowly moved from the ground to the fire, and the blood gas between the clavicle and ribs stabbed his eyes.

He didn't know that she had been tortured like this in the secret department.

Ling Jue's eyes turned red in an instant. His heartache is the heartache from the depth of his soul.

"Matchless, do you... Hurt?"

"Do you care about me?" Li Huo stares at Ling Jue's glass colored star eyes, with a sarcastic cold smile on his lips, "isn't all this caused by you?"

"Me?"

Ling Jue didn't know why. When he recovered his memory earlier, he was interrupted. It happened to be the grudge between him and Lihuo.

He remembers the harm of Lihuo to the demons, but he can't remember that he ever hurt Lihuo.

Li Huo clenched his back alveolar and looked at him with pity. His eyes were filled with the hatred of a thousand years ago, which made him bleed.

"Isn't that you?" she roared

With this roar, the ghosts in the tombs around began to scream again, roaring "kill him, kill him".

And from the fire body through the clavicle and ribs of the chain began to slide slowly, blood along the chain tick tick.

"Ah --"

The pain from the fire gave birth to a phantom. When he raised his head and screamed, the veins on his neck all swelled up.

Blood gushed from between her teeth and ran down her neck.

"Matchless, how can matchless stop all this?"

Ling Jue was at a loss because of the pain of the wailing sound from the fire. He hurriedly waved his sword and jumped on it to cut the black iron chain.

There was a loud bang. The chain was cut out of a piece of spark, but it didn't even open its mouth.

On the contrary, it was from the fire, because his sword went down, and the iron chain glided very fast, as if he was cutting her flesh and blood.

The blood on the ground meanders and soaks the ashes of the land.

The pain of Lihuo made her mouth "hissing" and choking. She bit her teeth and glared at lingjue, her teeth clucking.

"Matchless, tell me how to save you?"

Ling Jue's tearful eyes were whirling. He had never seen this kind of operation of the Yin Department, and he didn't dare to do it rashly any more. I just watched Lihuo be tortured, so sad.

There's never been a time when there's nothing we can do.

He finally understood why Su Yin's soul was so hard to recover after being broken up, because her spirit was suffering.

When the evil spirits calmed down and left the chain of the fire, she took a breath.

"Are you going to save me?" She asked Ling Jue, but her eyes were disdainful.

Ling Jue nodded: "tell me how to save you?"

"If I say, save me, you will be gone. Do you still save me?"

"Help

Ling Jue nodded without hesitation. He didn't know where this kind of fearlessness came from, but he said it with certainty.

"It's a chain." From the fire way, "connected with other graves of evil spirits, when they are crazy, they will bite me back."

Ling Jue pursed her lips and said nothing. He knew.

"The tomb was built at the source of the great wilderness, surrounded by seals. Once the nine star coffin is destroyed, the power of the turbulent flood can make me fly to ashes. "

Li Huo looked at Ling Jue's angular face and sneered: "thanks to you, I have been locked here for more than 1000 years. Do you know how I got through this thousand years of darkness? "

Ling never dares to think, but he knows.

He could guess nine times out of ten that half of the ground was dry and half fresh.

But he couldn't remember what he had done to make Lihuo so painful.

"It's empty here. There's nothing. No one can hear me cry, no one can hear me cry. Do you know the pain? Chain pulling flesh and blood, rubbing bones, endless torture me

When Li Huo said these words, his eyes were empty and his face was cold.

She seems to be talking about other people.

Ling Jue's heart was cut like a knife. The tears of Xingmou rolled out from the corner of his eyes: "unparalleled, I won't let you suffer any more..."

"No suffering?" Li Huo stares at him, "how can we not suffer? Would you like to suffer such a torment for me? "

"I will, as long as I can get you out."