Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 227 Youyue Civet
The sudden sound startled the two little guys who were talking in the language of soul beasts. The tail behind Ziyou kept wagging, expressing his joy, almost subconsciously offering his head to Tang Ling's. Face.

"Ahem..." Tang Ling's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and his magnetic voice became a little hoarse as if he had just walked out of the desert: "Water..."

Ziyou's small head, which was covering Tang Ling's face, stopped, her small ears moved slightly, and her small body suddenly emitted a bright white light, like a dazzling star in the dark night, and her body turned into a beam of flying light in an instant. Headed towards the place where the slight sound of running water was heard.

Within a few minutes, Ziyou had a lotus leaf in her mouth, and there was not much water in the lotus leaf, and it would scatter a little bit from time to time as Ziyou walked.

The cold water entered the throat along the dry and cracked lips, slightly relieving the burning pain in the throat. With a heavy cough, a mouthful of dirty blood was spit out from the mouth, and the feeling of pressing a stone on the chest disappeared. It also slowly regained focus.

The bright white light on Ziyou's body began to dissipate, and a flash of joy flashed in her beautiful eyes. She stuck out her tongue and licked Tang Ling's face, expressing her concern for Tang Ling.

The intense pain in his shoulder made Tang Ling groan in pain. The soreness all over his body and the feeling that there was no soul power in his dantian made Tang Ling unable to lift up any strength. Even talking became a luxury. After being able to move his eyeballs to take a look at Ziyou, he slowly closed his eyes. The mutated Xuantian Kungfu was working hard in his body, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and transforming it into his own soul power.

Ziyou didn't lick Tang Ling's face or sacrifice to Tang Ling's head like before, but squatted quietly on the ground, as if she was protecting Tang Ling.

Xiao Jin, who was flying in the air, also landed on the tree, and the aura belonging to the ten thousand-year-old soul beast radiated out, causing some low-level soul beasts to flee in a hurry.

The pitch-black world was as deep as Tang Ling's eyes. Fragmentary fragments flashed before his eyes. Tang Ling just looked at it expressionlessly, without any waves in his eyes.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the sun gradually rose and set, the full moon hung high, and the roar of beasts sounded deeper in the forest.

In the pitch-black night, two bright golden lights suddenly lit up. At the same time, Tang Ling's body jumped up from the ground, his dark eyes stared at the forest in front of him, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Senior, don't come out yet. ?"

In a forest in the dark night, footsteps sounded slowly, and a woman in her twenties caught Tang Ling's eyes. The woman was wearing a light blue dress, with long black hair and Waist, ice blue eyes concealed an inexplicable emotion that made Tang Ling feel flustered, and a faint smile hung on his delicate face.

The moment Tang Ling saw the woman's eyes, Tang Ling was stunned. Feeling the call from the blood, Tang Ling couldn't help but frowned slightly. This feeling made Tang Ling's face repulsive from thousands of miles away. His face softened a little.

The woman didn't know when she stopped and lifted her footsteps again, and finally stopped at a safe distance of only five meters from Tang Ling. She stared at Tang Ling's face for a long time and the corners of her mouth twitched many times, but she still didn't say anything.

Ziyou bared her teeth, and her small body jumped onto Tang Ling's shoulders, squatting on the shoulders and looking at the strange female human.

It sensed a strange smell in the air...

In the Imperial Domain, Di Yan did not sit on his throne full of distance. Instead, he sat on a wooden chair with his back to thousands of mountains and rivers, making tea by himself. The thick white mist Rising from the teacup, a faint fragrance filled the air.

"It's time to make a choice, Tang Ling, how will you choose...

Will the future really become as beautiful as you say..."

Di Yan raised his lowered head slowly, narrowed his eyes with a little emotion, stared at the screen floating in front of him, and murmured slowly: "Will you miss the warm past, or embrace the cruel s future……"

The breeze blew, the white mist drifted away, emitting a strong tea fragrance, Di Yan lowered his head again, his slender fingers gently fiddled with the teacup, his thoughts gradually drifted away with the tea fragrance.

The faint stabbing pain from the shoulder and the extreme lack of soul power in the soul core made Tang Ling's brows gradually frowned. The strange emotion in his heart had calmed down, and the black pupils had returned to their usual indifference, staring deeply at the woman At a glance, when he was about to tell the woman to leave here, he saw a lot of purple light spots out of the corner of his eye and the sound of something crawling on the grass. Xiao Jin hovering in the sky suddenly issued a warning, still Ziyou on her shoulders also bared her teeth, let out a low growl, and sharp claws popped out from the cat's paws.

Danger! !
Tang Ling did not hesitate at all. Four soul rings, two purple and two black, emerged from his body. He raised his left hand, and a blue flame was burning in his hand. A scorching air wave surged out, and a blue thorn shot out from his hand, entangled in it. The woman's slender waist was violently thrown to the left, and at the same time, a spider leg with a purple fluorescent tip brushed past the woman's dress.

The thorns in Tang Ling's hands directly turned into blue flame particles and dissipated in the air. For nearly a day, most of the soul power in his body was used to repair the damage to his body. There was almost no soul power in the soul core, and the soul on his shoulder The wound hadn't had time to heal. Although it didn't continue to bleed, it didn't scab. After this action, the wound was touched instantly, and traces of bright red blood began to ooze out again. The black thin thunder that had calmed down began to riot again.

"Oh!" Tang Ling couldn't help but groaned in pain, and pressed the index finger of his right hand on a few acupuncture points on his left shoulder, the blood was temporarily stopped, and when he looked up, he saw a large area of ​​human-faced demons Spider, those purple light spots are the eyes of the spider and the purple light on the spider's legs.

"Meow~" Ziyou bared her teeth and jumped off Tang Ling's shoulders. At the same time as she jumped down, her dexterous body began to emit a faint white jade-colored light, and the moment it landed, it turned into a three-meter-long bird. A cat-like spirit beast about half a meter tall, with cloud-like silver hair on its limbs, paired with full-color purple hair, like a divine beast stepping on auspicious clouds.

Youyue Civet, an extremely terrifying soul beast, a soul beast that feeds on moonlight and cultivates at a frightening speed, and this kind of soul beast only exists in ancient books, and it has only appeared in the past ten thousand years One, and is dead.

And Tang Ling also saw that ancient book by chance when he was very young.

The blood in Ziyou's body is the orthodox inheritance of Youyue civet, the second Youyue civet to appear on Douluo Continent!Even more pure than the Youyue civet that appeared for the first time!
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