The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 1215 Sword Coming

   "Just pity my child..." Lulu whispered softly.

   With a wave of his hand, the two children fell straight into the arms of Xia's and Wen's.

  Xia's embraces Shu'er, Wen's embraces Yueze.

   Shu'er's eyes were red from crying, and his eyes were full of fear.

  Xia looked at Lulu worriedly, she was not in the right state.

  Her daughter, how can she not understand her after raising her for so many years.

"I will give you everything you want, and give you everything! Don't you want to do it? Everything is as you wish!" Lulu stood on the altar, dancing in his long skirts, and Lu Huaijiang was detained by the heavenly soldiers, covered in blood. .

  Her Jiang Jiang, gave up the world for her.

  And you, but you are treachery and unwilling!

  Not worth it, not worth it at all!

  I saw the changes in the world and the earth. She, who had already become a mortal, gradually left the ground and rose into the air.

   "How could this be? She has long lost her sacred bones, and her cultivation has collapsed."

   "Her divine bones are reunited one inch by one, she is reuniting the immortal body. Oh my god, can the immortal body be reunited? Can the plucked divine bone regenerate?" A **** was stunned.

   Emperor Ziwei thought: "The love roots outside the Creation Temple can be filled with lotus ponds, what's impossible?"

  So, the love root outside the Creation Temple is Jiang Huailu's?

  She was pulled out of her love roots, and she was still stuck so deeply.

  Ziwei Emperor always feels that he has overlooked something, that the root of love has been plucked and can he grow back?

  The **** bone fairy body can grow?

  No **** in this world can do it.

  She seems a little different.

  At this moment, she is volleying up, and her cultivation base is still skyrocketing.

  This is startling.

  The group of people saw Jiang Huailu who stood aloft like a divine residence, more indifferent than the group of gods. Can not help but feel cold, my heart numb.

  She, didn’t she become a mortal?

How can    suddenly become so powerful?

  At this moment, she was full of divine light, and the red mark on her eyebrows was as bright as fire.

  At this moment, everyone can imagine her as a goddess.

  Majestic and beautiful.

   "Things that do not live or die." Even her voice became illusory.

   "You are thinking about restoring everything you used to, and then you will be returned. Such ungrateful people should let you see the truth for yourself."

   "God, let the Three Realms take a look at your mind today."

   Jiang Huailu chuckled.

   His eyes fell on the water curtain, and Guan Yingying's panic and horrified expression flashed past.

   "Guan Yingying, you are also worthy of pulling my life spirit sword? With the jade pendant I once wore, I hope that Po Xi will recognize the Lord, really wishful thinking."

  Guan Yingying's face turned pale, and the Tianji Pavilion disciples and ancestors around him suddenly looked at her.

  She kept silent about Yupei, and only said: "You have harmed the world for thousands of years, and you are no longer worthy of using Po Xi. You have no chance to control Po Xi."

  Jiang Huailu was not angry, but looked at her pityingly.

  A person like Guan Yingying has never been seen by her.

   Guan Yingying was almost maddened by her indifference: "You are so capable, you call Po Xi, you call Po Xi!"

   "Po Xi is the sword of supreme goodness. If you insert it on the gate of the underworld, you have already lost the qualification to use her! You are no longer worthy."

   Guan Yingying was tossed by Po Xi's whole body hurt, and this scene made the people all over the world see it.

  Her sainthood status, I'm afraid I can't keep it.

  At this moment, she was also anxious to entrust Jiang Huailu into the water to divert the attention of the people.

  But Lulu quietly stared at the direction of the end of the sky, and stretched his right hand forward slightly.

   whispered: "Come on the sword!"

  (End of this chapter)