Chapter 92 Come with me!
Brush!
The green-gold light between Wang Lin's eyebrows flashed away, and a small green-gold stick appeared out of thin air, floating beside him.
At this time, the woman's red eyes looked at Wang Lin in surprise. Seven soul rings, yellow, purple, and black, rose from the soles of the woman's feet.
Wang Lin did not summon the soul ring, but looked at the evil soul master with a cold expression. Gray lines suddenly lit up on the green-gold stick floating beside him.
The whole living wand lit up with a dazzling pure white light. The white light was not strong, but it made the woman feel inexplicably threatened.
"Wrong soul martial soul, right? Even if you are a soul saint, you are unlucky to meet me."
Wang Lin looked at the woman quietly, heat surged all over his body, and his right hand flashed A bright golden light erupted, and a feeling of swelling and pain came from all parts of the body.
“Jie Jie Jie, my martial spirit is not a spirit of resentment, but revenge”
Whoops!
In the middle of speaking, Wang Lin rushed out like an arrow from the ground, instantly bringing up gusts of wind, and a dragon claw hit the woman at a terrifying speed.
But the woman reacted quickly. Almost at the moment Wang Lin made his move, the sixth soul ring on her body suddenly lit up, and her whole body disappeared.
Boom!
Wang Lin passed directly through the woman, so fast that he didn't even have time to brake, and his whole body hit the wall of the hall.
The right arm and half of the body were embedded in the wall, and the woman's voice sounded next.
"It's the Spirit of Vengeance. It's my own martial spirit. It's amazing! Jie Jie Jie." The woman was not affected by Wang Lin's attack at all.
As she spoke, she couldn't help laughing, and her laughter was full of sadness.
Wow!
Wang Lin pulled himself out of the wall. The cracked wall was suddenly scattered with piles of stones. He moved his right hand and reached out to pick up the living wand floating beside him.
The woman still said to herself.
"My martial spirit comes from hatred. From unforgettable hatred. When the hatred rises to the extreme, my spirit of revenge appears"
The pure white light released by the living wand is controlled by Wang Lin , slowly coated his right arm, and the surface of the golden dragon claw seemed to be coated with a layer of white paint.
".I killed her, killed her, killed her! I want revenge, I want revenge, go to hell, go to hell!"
At this time, the woman She suddenly lost control of her spirit. The second, third, and fifth soul rings on her body lit up at the same time, and her hands suddenly made a lifting motion.
A strange white color instantly spread out from her body, and countless illusory white shadows flew out of her body, rushing towards Wang Lin like a pack of wolves.
Wang Lin tightened his grip on the wand of life, and for a moment pure white light of purification burst out. The moment those white shadows touched the light of purification, they collapsed.
Phew!
Wang Lin rushed out again, like a golden meteor.
This time the woman's sixth ring lit up again. She obviously wanted to repeat the situation just now, but Wang Lin, whose dragon claws were covered with a layer of purifying light, obviously would not let the woman do so.
As soon as the glowing white dragon claws approached the woman, the woman whose figure became illusory under the purifying light immediately became solid again.
boom!
Wang Lin's right hand hit the woman's abdomen with huge force, driving the woman directly into the wall. Half of the sharp golden dragon claws had penetrated into the woman's stomach.
Scarlet blood flowed from the wound on her stomach. The woman looked at Wang Lin with a sneer, and blood also flowed from the corners of her mouth.
But she stopped laughing soon. The purifying light released by the living wand shone on the woman, and countless black auras steamed from her body.
There was a look of fear on the woman's face. The evil soul master, who was obviously crazy just now, was now full of panic and fear, and the fear in his eyes was difficult to conceal.
Tears couldn't stop falling from the corners of her eyes, her hoarse voice was full of pleading, and her body couldn't stop shaking. "Don't, don't, take away my power!!!"
Wang Lin was stunned by this sudden scene. He could feel that this woman was really scared. It happened that at this moment Long Xiaoyao's sigh sounded.
“Hey, Xiao Linzi, let her go, these people she caught are not good people.”
Wang Lin turned back to look at Long Xiaoyao who came out of the darkness, let go Hand, the woman immediately fell to the ground, curled up and began to sob softly.
"Huh?"
Wang Lin looked at this strange scene and was even more confused. What is going on! ? He looked at Long Xiaoyao, as if he wanted an explanation, but the old black dragon shook his head.
"Wait until she tells you herself."
"Okay!"
Wang Lin nodded, and the white light released by the living wand in his hand suddenly became soft and warm.
Light has always had the power to soothe people's hearts. The black aura on the woman's body no longer evaporated, and her emotions gradually became stable.
"You"
As soon as Wang Lin spoke, the woman suddenly sat up, looked at Wang Lin, crawled into the corner, and hugged her legs with both hands.
"No, please, no."
The hoarse voice was full of panic. Long Xiaoyao sighed softly and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Linzi, this poor little girl is called Wu Yun came from an underground kiln.”
As he spoke, Long Xiaoyao lowered his voice.
“When the Holy Spirit Cult came to find her, their bodies were covered with traces of torture. Although she and her sister killed the madam of the kiln and all the men, the women who also suffered in the kiln like them were No one moved. "
Wang Lin was silent for a while after hearing the sound. He knew what the underground kilns Long Xiaoyao was talking about were. All the women there were kidnapped and treated as meat animals.
"Yilao, can you?"
"Yes!" Before Wang Lin could finish speaking, Electrolux's voice rang in Wang Lin's ears.
"Master, this is the fundamental reason why I hate nobles!"
As he said that, Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the ground. A deep gray light flashed from his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed. Gray light penetrated Wu Yun's eyebrows.
Wu Yun's mood calmed down instantly, gray light invaded, and the blood-red light in her eyes dispersed, but her eyes were still cloudy, and there was a blush on her pale face.
The old voice came out of Wang Lin's mouth together with the young voice. The two overlapped with an indescribable solemnity and vitality.
"Hello, my name is Wang Lin. I have not experienced everything you have gone through, so I cannot empathize with you. There are some words that I will not say and you are not willing to listen.
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But the spirit of revenge must have a revenge goal. If you are willing, I will give you a revenge goal. If you are not willing, you can leave and I will not stop you. "
Wang Lin said to Wu Yun who woke up. He seemed to be solemnly persuaded by the old voice, and seemed to be infected by the vitality of the young voice.
Wu Yun stared blankly. Wang Lin stretched out her hand to him, but when she noticed the blood stains on her hand, she shrank back in fear and nodded instead.
"Tell me about yourself. "A gentle smile appeared on Wang Lin's face.
(End of this chapter)