MTL - Lord of the Magical Beasts-v2 Chapter 779 arctic fox
"Bess, my beth..." Looking at the familiar face of the little girl, the sorcerer was excited. The mist of materials such as sea agate was not exhausted, and he couldn’t wait to rush to the big witch, and couldn’t wait to hold the sleeping girl. The latter appeared in the dream of thousands of Baidu's pretty face, let him burst into tears!
After more than 10,000 years of hard work and waiting, I finally got a reward, and I have gone through all the hardships. I finally hugged my poor daughter! A drop of excited crystal tears, draw a beautiful trajectory in the wind, dripping onto the little girl's lips!
"Well, you... who are you?"
After moving the lips and gently licking the smell of crystal clear tears, the little girl woke up faintly. Looking at the tearful corpse of the sorcerer, I felt a warmth in my heart, as if I met the closest relatives in the world. However, there is a blank in my head. I want to break my head and I can’t remember who the sorcerer is. I don’t know where this is!
"Who are you, who am I, who am I..."
The little girl suddenly grabbed her hair and muttered to herself. In the brain, from time to time flashed a scene of horror fragments, endless corpses, raging violent cold winds, fratricidal dead souls ..., one by one to the mind. For a moment, she didn't know who she was, I don't know what it is!
who am I?
The corpse witch sneaked a peek at her daughter Beth’s clear eyes and looked at the stunned eyes and quickly understood what was going on. Tears and tears, holding the daughter in his arms, "Bess, you are my daughter Beth, poor Beth..."
father?
The little girl’s heart was warm, as if she had thought of something, and there was a looming figure in her mind; but when I thought about it, I couldn’t remember anything, and my head was stinging!
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"Rodriguez, unfortunately, I have tried my best, but I still can't do it perfectly!" Look at the tearful corpse witch, see the little girl who lost the memory, Beth, Yang Ling secretly sighs Tooth, then said: "For more than 10,000 years, this time is too long. Although Beth has been lucky to survive, the soul has been fatally hurt and worn. Next, taking care of it may remind her of her. In the past, maybe I can’t remember anything forever!”
There is a lack of gloom in the moon, witchcraft is very powerful, but it is not omnipotent!
With a hint of instinct, Xiao Yan survived on the edge of the bones, but for more than 10,000 years, I did not know how many times I struggled to completely die. The most thrilling one, almost smashed into pieces by the raging wind, lost two ribs alive. After dying to absorb the source energy of a large number of undead planes, the soul fire is more and more stable, but the soul is also seriously hurt between life and death!
With a powerful soul witchcraft, Yang Ling successfully sent Xiao Xiao to the body and successfully resurrected the daughter of the corpse witch King Beth; however, she could not restore her memory before her death!
"Thank you an adult!" The sorcerer Wang bowed and bowed respectfully. Although she could not restore her daughter's memory, she successfully resurrected her poor daughter. This is enough, and she is grateful to Yangling! As long as there is still a chance, you can slowly find a way to restore your daughter's memory before life, big time to start again, holding her daughter slowly telling her everything!
"Rodriguez, get up, these days, hurry up and reunite with your daughter, I have already told Ophelia to prepare you a quiet courtyard in the Wanta space!" Yang Ling personally raised the tears The corpse witch, waved him and the little girl Beth to receive the wuta space, then sat down cross-legged and continued to probe the huge undead plane.
Yuna, where are you?
Looking down at the distant Yulinhai, look at the fog that hangs in the air, Yang Ling's heart bursts with tingling. The corpse witch has completed his long-cherished wish and saw the dear daughter. However, his Yuna still does not know where to go!
Deserted desert, clear lake, undead in the prairie...
Yangling swallowed a few bottles of life spring water to quickly supplement the consumption of witchcraft and mental power, and the sly gods went all the way to detect it, silently rummaging through every corner of the detection area. Even the undead knights and lichs, who are more powerful, can't find his existence and detection. At most, they only feel a slight difference in the moment, and they will recover as usual without responding.
"Oh, that's..." For a long time, when Yang Ling's knowledge almost swept through the entire undead plane and had to prepare to give up in pain, suddenly, inadvertently felt a touch of familiarity in the last dense forest. Soul fluctuations.
This last forest is located in the extreme west of the undead plane. The mountains are dense and dense, and there are large and thick fogs everywhere. No one can easily get close. Unlike other places, the trees here are particularly tall, perhaps for the sake of millions of years of absorbing a lot of fog, and the trunks are dark gray. After the whistling cold wind blew, the squeaking sound, the harsh sound spread far away, as if the soul attacked the soul fire in the minds of the undead!
Sigh the forest!
According to the memory of the corpse witch, Yang Ling quickly understood that this is the forbidden place where the undead are stunned. The horror of the Boundless Sea is that the raging wind can tear the bodies of the undead into pieces; the horror of the sigh forest lies in the snoring of the trees, which can extinguish the undead like a cold wind. The vital soul fire!
Is Yuna’s soul in this weird forest?
Under doubt, Yang Ling did not hesitate to change the sorcerer's seal, and control the huge gods into the weird sigh forest. Taking advantage of the soullessness of the soullessness, deep into the depths of the jungle, slowly, the familiar soul swings more and more clearly. After crossing a tall tree, I found a clear little lake and a little white fox with nine tails and a spotless spot.
call……
The little white fox flies fast, jumps to the big tree and devours the fog in the air; then, his body sways, his eyes appear on the lakeside, and he sips down a few cold and clear lakes. Maybe it was sensed, looking up at the gray sky, the big dark eyes dripping, and erecting the ears, as if listening to what is listening!
Nine-tailed fox!
After locking the soul fluctuations of the little white fox by the sly gods, Yang Ling was excited for a while. Unexpectedly, Yuna’s soul came to the undead plane and turned into a nine-tailed fox. Under the big joy, the big witch station was collected, and the teleport was teleported at the fastest speed. The figure disappeared quickly and left, leaving only a soul to the ancestral forest to indicate the position of the sigh forest.
"Yuna, Yuna..."
Holding a small white fox with a sense of heart, Yang Ling's eyes are red, waved out the big witch, took out the crystal scorpion that stored Yuna's body, and then spent a lot of energy to reappear. Slowly, the spotless little white fox is getting weaker and lighter. Finally, it turns into a silver light and falls into Yuna’s mind...
The soul is coming back!
With a powerful soul witchcraft, Yang Ling successfully resurrected Dear Yuna. Looking at the lover's pale pretty face, touching her white skin, listening to the more and more stable heartbeat, excited; at the same time, another burst of tension. Although the resurrection was very smooth, Yuna did not wake up for a while, and her heart was always nervous, lest she would be mistaken when she was not careful!
"Yang Da Ge, is it really you, Yang Big Brother..." In the nervous gaze of Yang Ling, Soon, Yuna, who was pale, woke up in a faint manner. Looking at Yang Ling, who seems to have smashed a lot, his tears are like a spring, and he is leaning on Yang Ling’s broad chest.
"It's me, Yuna, it's me!" Yang Ling excitedly held Yuna, who was resurrected smoothly. She gently wiped the tears on her face and gently touched her dark hair. Take a delicate little puppet from his arms and gently hang it on Yuna's neck; secretly swear, never let Yuna go around with her, and never let her suffer any more!
"Yangda, go, go, watch the city masters catch up!" On Yang Ling's broad chest, Yuna, who was weak after the resurrection, felt unprecedented relaxation and safety. After a while, I suddenly remembered the aggressive, powerful cloud city center Harrington, panicked, and the scene of the distress in the Jiuyou Mountain on the same day was vividly remembered. In order to avoid the shadow left in Yuna's heart, Yang Ling carefully erased her memory in the undead plane when she was resurrected.
"Yuna, don't be afraid, during the time when you were seriously injured in a coma, Harrington, the capital city of the city, is dead. No one can threaten our safety in the world!" Yang Ling is holding her eyes and panicking. The ancestral ancestors who arrived quickly entered the Wuta space and handed the weak Yana to Sophia and Alice to serve.
Look at the smooth resurrection of Yuna~www.novelbuddy.com~ Sophia and Alice are excited and quickly get busy. In particular, Alice, who ran back to her test tower like a gust of wind, rushed back with a bottle of crystal clear crystal, and carefully waited for Yuna to swallow. Compared with the life spring water, this bottle of concentrated crystal marrow is more effective for strengthening the body. Soon, Yuna's pale face is rosy!
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Yan Youna took time to rest, and after seeing her daughter in the other hospital of the sorcerer Wang, Yang Ling led the ancestral Wudi River to leave the Wuta space, returning to the gray undead plane, riding the fast-moving Dijiang Go straight to the Tongtian Tower in the depths of the boundless bones. After resurrecting the daughter of the corpse witch and Youna, the heart is gone, and it is time to resurrect this last ancestor!
The twelve ancestors gathered together and joined forces to display the great power of the gods. How powerful will it be?
Think about the fighting power of the twelve ancestors and the attack, Yang Ling was excited. The six great ancestors joined forces, and it was easy to break the so-called ancient sacred gods and quickly killed the two giant guards of the giant spirit and the demon knife. Unbelievable, the twelve ancestors joined forces to display the horror of the gods, what a terrible fighting power!
(To be continued) ()
