Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 875
joke.

How could he disclose this kind of thing to Yin Mang, let her know more news for no reason.

Elder Feng remembered the entrustment of Mrs. Saintess.

As long as it can be delayed, it can be delayed for as long as possible!
It is best to delay for ten days and half a month.

Yin Mang narrowed his eyes slightly.

She raised her eyes suddenly, and let go of the swaying seaweed branches and leaves above her head.

Yin Qingxuan landed steadily in front of the girl.

In addition, several people fell directly to Yin Mang's feet.

The wrist of Yin Qingxuan, the original owner of Yin Mang, stared at Yin Qingxuan with some worry in his eyes.

"dad."

Yin Qingxuan smiled lightly, reached out and rubbed his daughter's head.

"Dad is fine."

Yin Qingxuan was very clear about his daughter's character, so he didn't talk nonsense, but stood quietly beside Yin Mang and waited for his daughter to make up her mind.

"I got nothing on the nameless island."

"In the middle of my exploration, I entered a fog. Later, I walked out of the island inexplicably. I never went up."

"is it?"

"Then why did this island collapse?"

"After you left, the island collapsed."

"Isn't it related to you?"

Elder Feng slightly narrowed his eyes, he also wanted to know the reason why the unnamed island collapsed.

He didn't believe what Yin Mang said.

He felt that Yin Mang must have explored the secrets of the nameless island, so that he could survive the thunder disaster and condense the golden core in this dharma-ending era when the aura was dissipated.

Yin Mang shook his head, and the girl's fair face revealed a look of doubt in due course.

"At that time, the island collapsed?"

"I didn't get any benefit out of it."

"I think you should also know. I was only forced to go to that island. I don't know what mysteries are on the island."

Elder Feng raised his eyes.

"Since you didn't get any benefits from the nameless island, how did you gather Thunder Tribulation?"

"The spiritual energy dissipates, and it is impossible for ordinary people to have enough spiritual energy to condense the golden core."

"As long as you tell me the method, I will immediately undo the same life curse on Yin Qingxuan."

Yin Mang narrowed her eyes lightly, but instead of answering Elder Feng's words, she looked away slightly.

Moved to Tiandao Yuanqiu, who was playing a tumbler game in mid-air.

"There must be some reminder."

"Could it be that you plan to never speak again?"

Tiandao Yuanqiu blinked his golden eyes, shook his round body at Yin Mang, but didn't say a word.

It just circled Yin Mang slowly.

"Goodness."

"I can't interfere."

"...I said it earlier."

"It is impossible for me to give you any hints and help, all rely on yourself."

Yin Mang shook his head helplessly.

The girl's eyes flickered, and she was about to speak.

The tip of her nose moved suddenly, and she smelled a trace of blood floating in the sea.

The smell of blood is very light, almost completely concealed in the smell of sea.

The surrounding sea water hides the faint blood and evil spirit.

If not, Yin Mang has been spinning around the bottom of the sea for the past few days, and he is already familiar with the taste of sea water.

I'm afraid I can't tell the strangeness hidden in it.

blood...?
Yin Mang thought of the strange style of the saint's way of being tough at times, softening at times, and negotiating with her at times.

She suddenly reached out and grabbed Yin Qingxuan's wrist.

A pair of long legs are in the water, and the watch is replaced by a gold and red fishtail.

(End of this chapter)