The origin of the magic way of magpie stepping on the branch

Chapter 253 The Name of the God of War
Stubbornly applying the golden sore medicine until the bottle was empty, Donghuang Wujue broke down and smashed the bottle against the wall, hugged Que Ling's body, and burst into tears.

"Magpie spirit! My magpie spirit!"

She was robbed of the spirit of the main god, and she was destroyed by the spirit of the god.

Her magpie spirit pierced by ice through her bones, her magpie spirit that has not seen a ray of sunshine for thousands of years.

Her magpie just wants to guard her things, abide by her duty, and do her duty faithfully.

That villain Ke Lu Yixue never let her go.

But the sufferings of the world never let her go.

why!why!
Those who have never done anything will not die well; those who have done all the bad things can sleep peacefully?
Donghuang Wujue hugged Que Ling and cried bitterly.

It is heart-piercing and heart-breaking.

Being howled is a lament.

Donghuang Wujue hugged Que Ling's thin body, and the blood soon wetted her skirt, dyed her hair red, and her red eye sockets.

The current Donghuang Wu Jue looks like a wicked ghost.

Suddenly, Donghuang Wujue felt the body of Que Ling in his arms start to twitch, as if something was about to get out of her body.

Donghuang Wujue, whose breath was unstable due to crying, looked at the bloody blue corner protruding from Que Ling's shoulder with his eyes wide open.

This is Lu Yixue's god.

What Donghuang Wujue was most worried about happened, Lu Yixue was going to take back her god.

Que Ling, the Que Ling who was robbed of the position of the main god, the Que Ling who was destroyed as a god.

It's going to be wiped out.

Lu Yixue, Lu Yixue, what a Lu Yixue.

Donghuang Wujue laughed back in anger, looking at You Lan who was struggling to get out of Que Ling's shoulder, his heart was filled with coldness.

Seeing that the god had almost completely penetrated Que Ling's shoulder, Donghuang Wujue was not in a hurry, and slowly stretched out his right hand that was covered in Que Ling's blood.

The soaring flames lit up, illuminating the determination in Donghuang Wujue's eyes. His slender fingers slowly covered Que Ling's forehead with the destructive fire power, and slowly moved down, causing Que Ling's whole body to shudder. Light the tinder.

In front of the prairie fire, under the flickering light, was Donghuang Wujue's face covered with frost. Under the soaring firelight, Que Ling's body that had just begun to recover its original appearance, and its face that had just had a trace of blood turned into ashes .

In the flames, Donghuangwu Jue grabbed the scorching god who was burned by the fire element, and the powerful force made the god who was trying to get rid of the shackles unable to move.

Gently wrapping the ashes and gods in his arms, as gentle as holding a magpie spirit, Donghuang Wujue relaxed his body.

Strands of ice spiritual power and fire spiritual power flew out of her body, wrapped around her body, filled the entire room, and at the same time, completely sealed off the entire room.

The body of Donghuang Wujue was carried by the ice and fire spiritual power, and floated into the air. When she was about to fall into a deep sleep, she seemed to see the weeping face of Que Ling.

"Don't cry." She said to her softly, she raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears on Que Ling's face.

Such a pretty face, but tears are often hanging on it.

Shouldn't.

Such a kind person has never seen even a ray of sunshine.

Shouldn't.

Donghuang Wujue fell into a deep sleep with his ashes and god in his arms.

She wants to absorb this god, and use herself as a container to provide a residence for the remnant soul of the magpie.

Loyal servant who has wandered for thousands of years~
According to the will of His Highness God of War, I will give you a resting place for your soul, and promise you peace and happiness for the rest of your life.

……

Gao Wuwen and Lu Yixue, who were stalemate in the cell, discovered the Donghuang Wujue's move at the same time.

Gao Wuwen looked at the calm and complacent smile on Lu Yixue's face, his legs suddenly went limp, and he almost couldn't stand up. He propped one hand on the wall to stabilize his figure, lowered his head and coughed a few times He raised his head to look at Lu Yixue, "What did you do again?"

"Oh, the national teacher." Lu Yixue looked at Gao Wuwen with concern through the prison pillar, "I am a prisoner, what can I do? Besides, I have never done anything evil from the beginning to the end! I can offend you Do you use the word 'again'?"

Staring at Lu Yixue's careless and extremely smug smile, Gao Wuwen felt extremely uneasy, as if some terrifying scheme was plotting in her heart.

It doesn't matter if I was cheated, but if His Highness God of War is also tricked by this witch...

Gao Wuwen suddenly felt a backflow of blood in his chest.

His breath began to become unstable again, Gao Wuwen pressed hard against the cracks in the bricks on the wall, so as to barely expose his fragility in front of Lu Yixue.

But Lu Yixue didn't care, raised her eyes, and casually looked at Gao Wuwen's embarrassed look, which was so forced that his face turned red, and sneered, "My lord, the half of your cultivation, but I sucked it away with my own hands. In front of me, what do you have to pretend?"

Hearing Lu Yixue take the initiative to mention this matter, Gao Wuwen's eyes flashed a trace of resentment, "You said that if I cultivate half my life, I will be able to exchange for Ling Zhouquan. You..."

"Oh? Really? Why don't I remember?" Lu Yixue had an innocent smile on her face, her clear eyes looked at Gao Wuwen in confusion.

What kind of promise would I make to such a shameless witch?
How ridiculous!
Gao Wuwen looked at Lu Yixue like that, so he didn't say much, and walked straight out the door.

Seeing that he was about to go far away, Lu Yixue sculpted the wooden branch in her hand and said, "My god is incomplete~"

Gao Wuwen paused, then flicked his sleeves, and went out without hesitation.

Anyway, with Lu Yixue's temperament as a witch, I probably won't be able to get any truth out of her mouth.

but……

After leaving the darkroom door, Gao Wuwen staggered, his body was unstable, and blood was spilling from his mouth.

With one hand resting on the grand teacher's chair, Gao Wuwen stared at the door of the dark room, even though the pain rushed to his limbs and bones, making him a little confused.

He was still thinking about what Lu Yixue said just now, her god is incomplete.

impossible!I guard day and night, this god cannot be incomplete before it is taken out!

However, Lu Yixue said it was incomplete.

When did it fail?
Where is it missing?
In whose hands is the missing part?

It's Lu Yixue!

Gao Wuwen's usually indifferent eyes, like the lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, were filled with horror, and he looked at the inner room in despair.

The inner room wrapped and sealed by red and blue elements.

There is fraud, there is fraud!
The blood rushes to the heart, the meridian reverses, the grief and indignation are extreme, blood and tears flow from Gao Wuwen's eyes, his clean and warm hands are propped on the ground, and he crawls inch by inch like an inner room.

There is fraud, there is fraud!

But, can Lu Yixue sitting upright in the dark room make his wish come true?

Just when Gao Wuwen finally climbed to the door of the inner room, when his bloody fingertips were about to climb up the threshold of the inner room, a blue spot of light flew out from her fingertips and hit Gao Wuwen hard. Ask the forehead.

In an instant, Gao Wuwen, who was still panting, seemed to be drained of his soul, a mournful cry escaped from his throat, his eyes closed, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

Seeing this with satisfaction, Lu Yixue raised the corners of her brows slightly, looking at the wooden branches carved in the shape of wooden hairpins in front of her, her eyes were full of indescribable joy.

Suddenly, there was a slight fluctuation on the turquoise brick wall, Lu Yixue stopped the carving knife in her hand, and looked coldly at the man in black in front of her.

(End of this chapter)