Chapter 896 The Boy Who Emerged From the Rotten Water 2

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The hand holding the pitch-black ghost sickle was as pale as snow, without a trace of human aura or death, like a work of art carved from cold jade, clean and pure, as if nothing could stain it.

Such a person who was not stained by dust, stepped on the top of the hundred ghosts, surrounded by hundreds of ghosts, and stepped towards the other side step by step.

His calm steps seemed to have a lotus reincarnation blooming under his feet, raising the long run of the person, revealing a ray of emerald pink.

Yi Li's pupils shrank, because he saw the emerald green hair exposed under the black cloak.

It was her

The witch was not dead

This person saved the witch

"Who are you?"

As soon as the voice fell, Yi Li's pupils shrank, and the man waved the black sickle against his throat. Yi Li then realized that his feet had been tightly grasped by the white claws of the evil ghost.

"Hohoho"

The evil ghost with broken canine teeth licked his ankle gently, as if he could bite it to pieces at any time.

Under the cloak, the young man raised his head, and a ball of nether fire burned quietly in his eyes.

Black hair, black eyes, black hair, white lips, and a frosty and ethereal temperament made Yi Li suddenly stunned.

"It's you" Fighting Spirit Sect Ling Han

No, he is not Ling Han

This guy has no human aura

He is clearly not a human

The young man raised his eyes, and his long feather eyelashes covered the deep and unparalleled emotions in it.

He tightened his hand holding Lu Jiuque, letting her head rest in his arms. His shoulders were still not broad, but he could protect her steadily without any waves.

So cautious, as if she was the treasure of his life.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

No

This breath is neither human nor ghost, neither dead nor alive, neither existent nor extinct

What's going on?

The young man frowned impatiently, and the wind under his feet rose, and his hoarse voice echoed.

"She is not someone you can touch."

With one word, the murderous intent broke the sky.

Severe pain came from Yi Li's abdomen. His eyes widened and he looked down suddenly.

Green thorns emerged from the rotten water, piercing his abdomen, crushing and absorbing the flesh and blood that turned outward, and lifted him high in the stinging night wind, like a flag waving a victor.

How is this possible?

Why is this wild vine completely unaffected by the unknown life and death of this witch?

Could it be that

the owner of this wild vine is not this witch?

"Puff"

Yi Li's soul trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth. His body withered inch by inch, but his eyes were fixed on the boy.

What shocked him more than the wild vine was this soul that was neither human nor ghost, neither dead nor alive, neither existing nor extinct.

At the moment when Yi Li's breath dissipated, the boy hooked with the ghost sickle, and a touch of crimson soul was nailed to the top of the sickle. He put away the ghost sickle with his backhand, held the soul in his palm, opened his mouth, and swallowed it down.

"Crunch"

The powerful brand was bitten to pieces by him, and the power of the strong man's soul-leaving turned into a warm current and flowed into his body.

The young man lowered his eyes, and there was warmth and reluctance in his dim eyes. He stared at the unconscious Lu Jiuque quietly, sighed slightly, leaned over and pinched her jaw, let her mouth slightly open, and fed the soul-leaving energy into her mouth through the air.

"Hmm"

This weak moan fell into the young man's ears, like the sound of nature, and the terrible blood hole on her body gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The young man's cold and pale hands gently stroked her lips, lowered his eyes and whispered softly: "Jiuer, you will be fine"

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