The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 768 It's not him, it's not him?
"What time is this, you are still thinking about those things outside of you, don't worry, your baby is indispensable, the little fat man is not such an ignorant person!"

Ling Jiuyou lay on Ye Wuxie's shoulders, and the wind brought by her galloping messed up her hair. Now, her small face is full of anxiety...

Although she didn't participate in the battle for the top ten rankings, that little fat man should know the depth of the two!
With his identity exposed, his strength no longer hidden, and his strength fully activated, the little fat man is by no means his opponent!
Therefore, whether to compare or not to compare, the result is doomed!
Ling Jiuyou didn't believe it, the little fat man dared to swallow her prick!
Of course, these are irrelevant, what is important is the suspicion of the ligers in my family!
That man in black is a soul, could it be him?

Could it be the soul of his own emperor?

Ling Jiuyou is not sure!

Ling Jiuyou has seen the changed Emperor Qing under the influence of soul, the enveloping darkness, the destructive aura, the fear of almost strangling himself, even now, Ling Jiuyou still remembers it fresh !

Thinking about it now, the black aura on the man in black corresponds to the soul, and the feeling that his own heart gives him is really similar...

So, Ling Jiuyou panicked for a while...

She has already broken into the top ten of the Immortal Dao Academy's disciple competition, and has the qualification to enter the Linglong Secret Realm. Could it be that her beloved soul escaped from the forbidden area of ​​the Linglong Secret Realm one step earlier?
But even so, why did he save Shen Wushuang, the soul of his own darling?
My beloved Po and Shen Wushuang should have had nothing to do with each other...

Thinking of this, Ling Jiuyou's heart has become a mess, back to Wuyou Stream, Ye Wuxie hugged Ling Jiuyou, and swept across the vast bamboo sea like a gust of wind, and then went to hide in the depths of the bamboo sea , ran to Nanuoda's palace...

In Wu Qi's palace, four tall pillars of Panlong supported it. Now, Wu Qi is standing in the palace, holding a seven-star pagoda in his hand...

On the Seven Star Pagoda, a black aura lingers...

Wu Qi's brows were also tightly frowned...

"The last liger?"

Ling Jiuyou asked Ye Wuxie to let go of himself, and approached the liger and tiger carefully. When he saw the Seven Star Pagoda in his hand, Ling Jiuyou's pupils widened...

Familiar breath!
An extremely familiar breath!
This is……

The breath that belongs to the emperor!
Ling Jiuyou once felt it in the mother cauldron!

"It's not him... isn't it him?"

The Venerable Wu Qi was still dressed in white, outlined in ink bamboo, as if he didn't feel Ling Jiuyou's approach, he murmured in a daze...

When Ling Jiuyou heard this, her small body tightened.

No!

That's right!

Up to this moment, Ling Jiuyou was very sure that the man in black was not his own darling!
Because, at any time, the soul of my own darling has nothing to do with Shen Wushuang!
Moreover, the breath is wrong!
Although they all have a black aura, but the soul of my darling is wild and domineering, with the power to destroy the world, but what Ling Jiuyou felt when he confronted the man in black on the ring before It is insidious hatred, like a tarsal maggot...

Different!
totally different!
Ling Jiuyou couldn't help but let out a long breath, and his mind relaxed...

If it's not my heart, that's fine!
Otherwise, Ling Jiuyou really doesn't know what to do...

(End of this chapter)