Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 893 Anyway, I Like You! (2)
Yun Ling has lost his breath, and has no way to return to heaven. If Ling Wushuang makes any mistakes again, Ling Hao, who has no desire to survive, may be really ruined.

"I don't believe it!" Ling Wushuang's eyes were bloodshot.

Yun Ling's complexion was pale, without any change, the remaining soul was shattered, and the breath of life in her body was completely lost. The endless power of life that Ling Wushuang forcibly poured into her body could not stagnate in her body at all, so how could she rely on it? To restore the soul?

Both father and daughter felt hopeless and powerless at this moment.

Around, the majestic fog gradually dissipated, and the power of endless life slowly disappeared, just like the life of Yunling passed away, making people powerless.

"What is the reason? How could it be useless!" Ling Wushuang gritted his teeth, his lips were covered with blood from her bite, unwilling to give up, how could he be willing to watch his mother's life pass before her eyes?
Ling Hao hugged Yun Ling's icy body dully, his expression dull like an ice sculpture, and the surrounding dark light flashed a grayish white color in his pupils.

"What is the reason, what is the reason!"

Ling Wushuang tried his best to control his irritable emotions, calmed down quickly, clenched his fists tightly, and the sharp nails pinched out deep bloodstains on the white palms, and his bloodshot clear eyes met his mother's pale eyes. face.

The power of Qianli Qianteng's endless life can help him repair his broken soul, why can't he help his mother!

After scratching his head, Ling Wushuang couldn't figure it out. What went wrong?
"Om-"

There was a slight hum, like the sound of a moth vibrating its wings, but it was exceptionally clear, even harsh, in this dark and cold ice room.

After realizing something, the sluggish Ling Hao finally came to his senses as if returning to his own soul. He trembled all over, hugged the person in his arms with both hands, pressed his chin against the top of her black and cold head, and squeezed out her throat. Let out a heart-piercing low growl, like the scream of a wild animal, "No!"

There was finally a change on Yun Ling's face, the sea of ​​consciousness between the brows suddenly lit up, and a silver-gray streamer, undetectable, flowed out like a white mist.

The power of the soul!

It is already a remnant of the soul, if it leaves the body of the profound master, it will be dissipated, and it will disappear in this world forever and completely, turning into flying smoke, and the dust will settle...

Ling Hao stretched out his big palm quickly, but it passed through the invisible soul!

Too much heart, not enough strength, no way to return to heaven.

"No!" Ling Wushuang's pupils shrunk to the size of a pinprick, watching the power of the soul flowing out of the stream faintly appear in the cold air, his heart rose to his throat in an instant, but his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he flew forward in the next moment. Quickly mobilize the power of endless life in seconds.

Ling Hao's resolute and handsome face was livid, and he collapsed in despair.

"Om-"

Got it!
What is surprising is that Ling Wushuang, who flew towards her, clasped her hands together, and her body was overflowing with endless life force, she actually held Yun Ling's remnant soul firmly in her palm, and the flashing and graceful Traces, like invisible currents, travel through her time.

Ling Wushuang was stunned, Fei Su and Ling Hao looked at each other, a glint of hope flashed in his eyes.

In such a situation, that is to say, the power of endless life can definitely have an effect on the soul, but when the soul is in the sea of ​​consciousness of the mother, it can't play any role, it must be the reason of the special constitution!
But what can we do now?
Ling Wushuang forced himself to calm down, frowning fiercely.

Ling Hao stared at the strands of mysterious power flowing with burning eyes, like the stars brought out by the falling tail of a meteor. His face was terrifyingly silent. Looking back, he looked carefully at Yun Ling, whose complexion had gradually turned blue. , iron lips tightly pressed.

"It will definitely work!" Ling Wushuang gritted her teeth fiercely, and quickly mobilized the endless power of life to restore the remnant soul in her hands.

Wisps and strands of shattered streamer power of soul were tightly wrapped tightly by Ling Wushuang's endless power of life, and they were carefully repaired and blended together bit by bit. Holding his breath, Ling Wushuang dared not have any negligence and laxity.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and in the huge ice room, only the sound of the cool breeze could be heard.

"Ah."

Ling Wushuang hummed softly, and after an unknown amount of time, her complexion had turned blue, but a bright light flashed in her eyes.

Ling Hao's breathing had stopped, and his eyes locked on the streamer in Ling Wu's hands.

Gently raising his wrist, Ling Wushuang supported the much stronger power of the soul in his hand, raised his hand and turned it over gently, and with an extremely soft force, pushed the still repaired soul to the position of the sea of ​​consciousness between Yun Ling's eyebrows.

"Buzz, buzz."

That silver-gray power, like a mischievous stream of water, hovered around the position between Yun Ling's eyebrows, and after a long time, it seemed to find its place, and gathered into her sea of ​​consciousness.

The silver-gray light flashed slightly, and almost immediately, Yun Ling's black-blue face gradually returned to the ice-like transparent color. Although it was still bloodless, it was no longer lifeless as before.

"Ling'er." Ling Hao's voice was close to whimpering, his cheek was rubbing Yun Ling's forehead, his whole body trembled slightly.

"Boom!"

Ling Wushuang's tense nerves relaxed, and his whole body went limp, and he fell on the ice bed, sweating profusely, already exhausted to the point of collapse.

"Wushuang, what's the matter." Ling Hao quickly raised his head and looked at Ling Wushuang worriedly.

Ling Wushuang bent his lips and smiled at his father for the first time in a long time. It was a little weak, but there was a radiant look between his brows, "It's okay, it's just that the mental strength is overdrawn, just rest for a while and it will be fine."

This time, the overdraft was indeed a little serious. Ling Wushuang's eyes were full of stars, and he was already a little unsteady.

Ling Hao still looked at Ling Wushuang with some anxiety, and there was a little bit of worry in his deep eyes. The scarlet light of despair had slowly settled in the depths, and Ling Hao's rational mind began to return gradually.

"It's all right." Ling Wushuang grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

The recovery ability of Qianli Qianteng's endless life force is really terrifying. Ling Wushuang gradually recovered between breaths, and the sea of ​​consciousness slowly became clear, like the clear sky slowly revealing after a storm.

After taking a deep breath, she got up and leaned towards Ling Hao, and sat cross-legged beside Yun Ling.

The eyes of Ling Hao and Ling Wushuang fell on Yun Ling's face, and they were both cautious.

(End of this chapter)