Chapter 1470 The Power of "Time"

Di Shifang's eyes darkened. He knew it wasn't just the turbulent flow of space, because he often shuttled through the cracks in space.

The power of "time", even he has only heard about it, does it really exist?

Who is this "Ling Han"? Where is he going?

After the figure of "Ling Han" completely submerged into the crack of chaos, Di Shifang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the ground, very embarrassed.

Di Shifang didn't care to wipe it off with the back of his hand, took a deep breath to suppress the flooding pain in his chest, and gently placed the fragments on Lu Jiuque's palm, waiting for her to wake up.

But at this moment, Di Shifang's thoughts are a little confused. If this kid is just an ordinary imitator, then let it go, but he has the breath of "time" on him, so he has to pay attention.

Perhaps, no matter where this fake Ling Han came from, where he went, and what purpose he had, this was not the best time to let Lu Jiuque know.

The light of time and space faded inch by inch, and the surrounding space flowed again. Di Shifang stared at Lu Jiuque's eyes that were still deep and worried even though he was unconscious, and a little sweetness suddenly appeared in his heart.

The moment he opened the gap in the ancient altar, the time between Lu Jiuque and the others stopped, which made her worry condense on the brows.

In the end, this stubborn little guy was really worried about him, and he was the one who was full of satisfaction.

How could he not hold her so cute in his palm.

Letting out a sigh from his mouth, he possessed himself, gently held Lu Jiuque's cheek, and pressed a kiss between the eyebrows, pious and cherished.

"Didn't you agree, wait for me inside? You idiot..."

A murmur fell, and the surrounding confinement disappeared, like a light sand dance, disappearing without a trace.

"Puff plop..."

He heard her heartbeat, and the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily, a little silly, knowing that the girl was surprised and jumped for joy.

"Great Demon King! You're back?!"

Lu Jiuque couldn't believe her eyes. One moment she was worried about Di Shifang, and the next moment he miraculously appeared in front of her. Could it be an illusion?

Seeing that Lu Jiuque's face changed again and again, Di Shifang pinched her cheek, his voice was as cold as ever, but there was a hidden smile in his eyes.

"Why are you in a daze? Don't you recognize me?"

Lu Jiuque shook his head hastily, plunged into his arms, hugged him tightly, greedily absorbing his breath.

Di Shifang's ears turned red in an instant, and pink bubbles burst from his heart, but he did not forget to whisper: "Put away the things in your hands first..."

something in hand?

Lu Jiuque was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he was holding a silver shard in his hand.

Although he didn't know what it was, Lu Jiuque immediately picked it up according to what Di Shifang said.

At this moment, the altar in mid-air suddenly changed suddenly, and the sacred and vast altar exploded suddenly, and it was about to fall and collapse? !

You must know that everyone is right under the altar, and they are weak because of the abolishment of the Star Soul Meridian just now, so they are powerless to resist such a boulder falling like a meteor shower.

They had no choice but to call for help again, pinning all their hopes on Lu Jiuque, hoping that she could save their lives again.

"Ahhh... help! Help! Help!"

"Ahh... Miss Nine, help me! Miss Nine!"

"Miss Nine!"

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