Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 270 Senior Sister Is an Ice Beauty 8
Yun Shu also turned his head when he heard the sound.

In an instant, the pupils trembled.

The sharp branches of the black-hearted willow were reflected in his dark pupils, and they had already pierced his chest.

It was too late.

At such a close distance, there was no time to dodge.

Upon seeing this, Xia Ling flew out a bunch of silk, tied it around his waist, and threw him aside forcefully.

He can't die yet.

Can't wait to see the cloud book also landed.

There was a sudden dull pain in my chest.

She lowered her head slowly, seeing that the sharp willow branch had pierced her left chest.

Yun Shu also fell to the ground.

All the disciples gathered around to check his wound and ask about his condition.

He looked up into the air.

Xia Ling's pierced body dangled dangling from the branch.

Her blood dripped drop by drop along the branches.

It was Xia Ling who saved him.

She is the Nether Iceworm with three lives.

Of course he knew that Xia Ling would not die.

But seeing such a scene, his chest still seemed to be severely hammered by a heavy hammer, oppressed and painful.

Seeing this, the Black Heart Willow became even more presumptuous, laughing loudly.

"Hahahahahaha! Yellow-haired boy! Do you think you can kill me like this?! Now I have saved enough hearts. With this last heart, I can transform into a human!"

The black-hearted willow branch trembles desperately, as if it wants everyone to see clearly its joy and pride.

Its voice then became crazy, "Finally...finally! After waiting for so long, I can finally see what a magnificent sight the world he cares about is! Finally, I can finally meet him again!"

The last heart?
Xia Ling curled her lips and endured the pain of being penetrated in her chest.

She spat out the blood in her mouth, opened her mouth and laughed, that bright red mouth was even scarier than the maddened Black Heart Willow.

She asked: "Then... have you tasted my heart?"

That black-hearted willow bared its teeth and claws just now.

Now that he heard Xia Ling's words, he became surprisingly quiet.

"What's going on!" Its voice was full of panic, "How could it be! How could it be?! How could you...why don't you have a heart! How could a mortal have no heart!"

Xia Ling raised his eyelids, his eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire, and he said lazily, "How can you tell that I belong to a mortal?"

Hei Xinliu roared wildly: "How dare you lie to me!"

Countless branches stretched out again, launching a fierce attack on the disciples below.

heart!

I want a heart!

Yun Shu also ordered: "Thunder and wind elements, attack with me! Others will form a barrier!"

Black Heart Willow focuses on taking the hearts of those mortals.

Xia Ling found the right moment and opened his hands.

The wind sword that appeared in Yun Shuyi's hand just now is now held firmly in her hand.

Cut off the branch that pierced the chest.

Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, she gathered all her strength and quickly struck at the heart of Black Heart Willow.

It's only when you get to the front that you can see clearly.

There is not a heart in the tree hole, but nine hundred and ninety-nine, still beating hearts.

Hearts that were blackened and still beating were piled up like hills, and black blood flowed outward from time to time.

Disgusting.

Xia Ling faced each other with his hands, and a huge golden thunder ball gradually formed in his palms.

Holding the thunder ball, she dodged the attack of the Black Heart Willow, and accurately threw the thunder ball into the huge tree hole.

With a bang, the thunderball exploded.

Xia Ling, who had completely lost his spiritual power, also fell powerlessly to the ground.

An explosion of light wave illuminated the entire pitch-black Bailiu Grotto forest.

After the white light dissipated, the Bailiu Grotto Forest shrouded in black mist finally welcomed its sun.

The twice-undead Black Heart Willow exploded.

Inside the thick trunk, there were more than 900 mortal corpses that had been dead for who knows how long.

The black-hearted willow, as big as covering the sky, lost its demonic power, and turned into a slender withered willow.

It doesn't seem to be dead yet, the slender branches are still slowly extending into the soil, trying to escape.

Seeing this, Yun Shu also walked towards Heixinliu with the wind blade in his hand.

Black Heart Willow begged with its indistinguishable voice: "Wait! Wait! I just imagined to be a human figure to find my beloved! He hanged on my tree, and his soul will stay with me for a long time In the end, he was captured by ghost messengers! We made an appointment, and we will meet again in the world on the anniversary of his death a hundred years later! Please, please spare my life! Immortal!"

"This is not your reason for harming others. It is a great evil to take the lives of innocent people for your own selfish desire."

Yun Shu also stopped talking.

Knife up and down.

Cut the black heart willow directly from the head and split it in half.

This time, it finally failed to reunite.

Instead, like other willow spirits, their bodies exploded.

Eventually it turned into a cloud of powder and was blown away by the wind.

Xia Ling lay on the ground, and the willow branches stuck in his chest were also turned into powder, leaving only the blood that seeped into his clothes after being injured.

Yun Shuyi stopped in front of Xia Ling, bent down and held Xia Ling in his arms.

Xia Ling's voice was weak, and he whispered in his arms: "Trouble master..."

Yun Shu also lowered his head, looking at Xia Ling's pale face, his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times.

"You saved me, so you don't have to worry about it anymore."

After returning to Xuanyang Sect.

The injured Xia Ling was taken to Zhulan Pavilion by Yun Shuyi to recuperate.

Wushuang also came after hearing the news.

She is of the Mizuki type and knows how to heal wounds.

Seeing Xia Ling lying on Yun Shuyi's bed, his face as pale as a piece of paper, Wushuang was still surprised.

She didn't expect it.

Yun Shu also led the team to kill Heixin Liu, unexpectedly causing Xia Ling to suffer such a serious injury.

Yun Shu also saw Taishang's dissatisfied gaze, and subconsciously opened his mouth to argue: "She...is a Nether Iceworm, so she shouldn't die."

Wushuang didn't waste time with him.

Raising his hand, he covered Xia Ling with a green cover, and stretched out his two fingers to perform healing for Xia Ling.

After a long time, the blood on Xia Ling's body gradually disappeared, the hole in his chest healed, and his breathing resumed.

Seeing that Xia Ling's chest dropped and she could breathe again, Wushuang put down her hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Shu also knelt on the ground, apologizing to Wushuang: "It's my disciple who is incompetent."

"I just want to ask you one thing." Wushuang grimaced and placed his hands on his lower abdomen, "You know she won't die easily, so you allowed her to charge into the battle unscrupulously, right?"

Yun Shu also pursed his lips and did not answer.

"As the Nether Iceworm, of course she won't lose her life so easily. But she is alive, she is an illusion, she is no different from you and me in real life. Her body is not indestructible, and if she is injured, she will also hurt."

Wushuang glanced at Xia Ling distressedly, "You know that her air valve is damaged and she can't breathe anymore. If I come later, I might hurt my heart and lungs. After that, even if I am alive, it is also extremely fragile, not even as strong as that energy." A mortal who jumps. If her body can't hold the spiritual power, her body will go from bad to worse. How can you see her as an indestructible shield?"

Yun Shu didn't think so much.

He was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "I beg the Supreme Being to punish me."

"I came in time, she is probably fine now. Just recover slowly, and you will take good care of her."

(End of this chapter)