() Found the way home!

Zhulong Kingdom, deep in the forest of Warcraft.

Thirteen-year-old Jiang Lingyue was running away with all her strength.

However, no matter how hard she tried her best, she would be able to be faster than the flying sword behind her.

"Chew!"

The flying sword slashed across her left leg, and her slender body staggered and fell to the ground. The mask fell, and a face that was occupied by black spots was exposed in front of the two people flying.

"Jiang Lingyue, do you really think you can escape from my palm?" Mu Feiyun walked to Jiang Lingyue with a sneer, stepped on her gurgling wound, and cruelly crushed her toes.

Seeing Jiang Lingyue's face twisted in pain under her abuse, Mu Feiyun's eyes were even more excited and proud:

"Jiang Lingyue, a rare genius in the Jiang family in a century? Haha, it turns out that he is an ugly monster. The Jiang family actually regards you as the hope for the family's rise. Do you really think that if you bear the peerless spiritual roots, you can take the Jiang family to show off? No matter how amazing your spiritual roots are, you are just making wedding dresses for me, Mu Feiyun!"

Jiang Lingyue, who was tortured by the wound, was trembling with pain, and looked up at her: "You and I have no grudges, why should I chase me?"

"The reason is very simple. I accept your spiritual root with a smile!" As he said that, Mu Feiyun turned his toes and picked up the token in Jiang Lingyue's hand. "Similarly, the immortal fate of Shangqing Palace can only be me! Take action!"

"Yes!" The elder of the Mu family who had been guarding the side raised a long sword in his hand and cut open Jiang Lingyue's lower abdomen bloodily.

"Puff..." The spiritual root was dug out, and Jiang Lingyue almost fainted, but stared at Mu Feiyun, who had a greedy and ferocious look when she saw her spiritual root.

"The blue spirit root is actually the blue spirit root!" When Mu Feiyun saw that Jiang Lingyue's spiritual root was actually the blue spirit root that was in none of thousands, she was so excited that she almost couldn't stand firm.

She just got the information that Jiang Lingyue was very good and had a good spiritual root. She thought it would be the green spirit root, but the green spirit root was already a surprise, but she didn't expect that it would be the blue spirit root.

You should know that the level of spiritual roots is ranked from red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. The higher the level, the higher the level, the green spirit root is already extremely rare. Who would have thought that Jiang Lingyue, an ugly monster from a low-born country, actually has the blue spirit root that is hard to find in the world.

"No wonder the immortal fate of Shangqing Palace chose her." Mu Feiyun's face was full of twisted jealousy. No one knew that this time the experience of the Warcraft Forest was set up by the palace master of Shangqing Palace to choose his own disciple.

"So what if you choose her? It's all yours now!" The elder of the Mu family stood with his sword and looked at Mu Feiyun lovingly, "No matter how talented Jiang Lingyue is, she is destined to be a dead person. Everything about her is only a success. Why should you care? With this blue spirit root and token, after you enter the Shangqing Palace and become the palace master's personal disciple, why worry about not being able to rise to the top."

"The Great Elder is right, let's go! Such an ugly monster, killing her is nothing more than dirtying our hands. Let's stay here to feed the monsters! After all, those monsters like to eat fresh and lively..." Mu Feiyun sneered, with cruel brilliance flashing in her eyes.

Jiang Lingyue had already scratched her legs and had her spiritual roots cut off. The strong smell of blood will attract many monsters. She just waited to be the food for the monsters!

In a trance, Jiang Lingyue watched the backs of Mu Feiyun and the Mu parents disappear into the jungle, and her eyes gradually lost their vitality. The grass under her had already been soaked in her blood.

At the same time, the sound of the monsters from far to near is obviously attracted by the smell of blood here...

Hearing the footsteps of the monster gradually approaching, Jiang Lingyue finally gave up her last glimmer of expectations and closed her eyes in despair.

At this moment, in the grass beside her, a seemingly ordinary black bead gradually emitted light under the soaking of blood, as if there was life, suddenly flew out and drilled into Jiang Lingyue's body.

Jiang Lingyue, who was about to fall into endless darkness, felt a severe pain in her mind.

Then a gloomy voice sounded from my mind: "Hehehe, I didn't expect that when I waited for hundreds of years, I was almost about to die out of my soul, I finally waited for the right body."

"Who..." Jiang Lingyue was shocked and shouted loudly regardless of the pain.

"I am Yuanling, a goddess of the Thousand Illusion. The little girl has a good qualification and her appearance is the most popular look. Tsk tsk, it's really a waste of resources. She has a good body. Not only is her appearance destroyed, but she has even lost her spiritual roots. Fortunately..."

While this sound came, Jiang Lingyue felt that his body was clearly seen inside and out.

"Little girl, you and I have a fate. You are almost dead. This body will be used by me. I will live well for you..."

When he heard Yuan Ling's words, even Jiang Lingyue, who was about to die, was so angry that she came back to her senses.

She, Jiang Lingyue, asked herself that she had never done anything that was ashamed of her conscience, why did God treat her like this?

The Lan Ling root was taken away by Mu Feiyun before, and now, even her body is taken away by Yuan Ling, who came out of nowhere.

"Don't think... I won't give you my body even if I die..." Jiang Lingyue said, struggling to pull out the sword in her hand and about to scratch her neck.

She knew very well that she had encountered a powerful soul to take over the body, and the other party was definitely not a good person. If her body fell into her hands, she still didn't know what she would do. If she implicated the family, she would not be able to eliminate her crime even if she died.

Only by scratching your neck before the other party takes over the body can this happen.

"Hmph!" After learning what she was thinking, Yuanling snorted coldly.

The next moment, Jiang Lingyue felt even more severe pain in her mind, as if something had been torn apart by her soul.

She knew very well that this must be something Yuan Ling did, but even though she wanted to resist, she was just a thirteen-year-old girl. How could she be as good as Yuan Ling’s existence for hundreds of years?

Just when Jiang Lingyue felt that her consciousness was about to die, she suddenly felt a warm soul power entering her soul, and suddenly felt that her soul was unprecedentedly clear and powerful.

The next moment, Yuan Ling's scream came: "Ah...how could this happen? It's Yu Jiuxiao, Yu Jiuxiao, have you left?"

"Thousand Phantom Witch, you have not yet died, so how could I leave? Let you harm the people in this continent?"
Chapter completed!