Tyrant Sword Soul - Chapter 1253

As for the reason why the little soul didn’t speak from beginning to end, it was also that he was under the sword emperor, and the relationship between honor and inferiority made him unable to directly discuss the emperor of swords with dragon candle.

Seeing that he was about to reach the exit of the corridor, the light outside also appeared in his eyes bit by bit. Wang Yu’s heart was completely opposite. It was gradually shrouded in darkness, and his heart sank slowly.

From the beginning, the sword emperor did not regard them as his own people, or from his heart, he just regarded Wang Yu as a tool to complete his great mission.

Wang Yu knew this from the beginning.

“Mr. Wang, we’re out.”

The leading star turned to look at Wang Yu, who was in deep thought. He was also excited, but he was gently hit on the shoulder by Bing Er nearby:

“We haven’t reached a safe place yet. Let’s continue on our way.”

Xin Yue looked at the interaction between the two people and turned to look at Wang Yu. She looked more worried, “brother Yu, are you okay?”

They didn’t observe carefully from the corridor just now. Now, the strong sun shines on them, especially Wang Yu’s pale face and weakness.

Even xingcai looked at Wang Yu with some worry and wanted to ask him about his body, but Wang Yu snapped back, “go, it’s not suitable to stay here for a long time.”

As soon as the voice fell, he himself disappeared in place like a gust of wind.

The remaining three looked at each other and could only keep up with him. They were equally worried in their eyes.

“Jiandi, I hope you can be more sincere to us when you go back.”

Wang Yu endured severe physical pain and mental weakness. He still spoke to the sword emperor in his body. After saying that, he also took a big breath. His footsteps were disordered for a moment, but he soon adjusted them.

“Brother Yu.”

Xinyue took advantage of the gap just now and rushed to him. The expression on her face was still worried. However, it was obvious that Wang Yu was hiding well. She didn’t find any abnormality.

Xingcai and bing’er followed Wang Yu closely. The four said nothing else. Wang Yu led the way and returned along the original road——

But of course, except Wang Yu himself, no one knows how he judges the direction in such an environment where every direction is a scenery in all directions.

Fortunately, although they just found something suspected of the secret weapons of the ancient youzong and caused so much noise, they didn’t find anything unusual when passing through the mixuetang basin, and the four passed here quickly and speechlessly.

After coming out of the basin of mixuetang, the weather obviously changed, and the temperature became colder as they got closer and closer to the wind shelter ice city.

After stepping on this road, their most obvious feeling is that the smell of blood and the traces of battle around them are becoming more and more obvious.

When approaching the ice city, the smell of blood becomes particularly strong. On the land frozen by the cold wind and cold temperature, there are floating corpses everywhere, and the blood has not dried up. It looks like a tragic and abnormal scene when it seeps into the chapped land cracks.

Wang Yu slowed down and finally stood next to a pile of corpses piled up at random. He frowned and stared at these corpses with some heat.

Xin Yue also stopped with him, but her eyes were unbearable. She couldn’t help reaching out to cover her mouth, but she couldn’t help opening her mouth:

“This…”

This is an anti secluded army assembled from major towns and forces in Wufu mainland. As early as more than ten days ago, Xin Yue remembered that she and Xin Chen had seen them drill outside the city from a distance.

Touching the token full of blood, Xin Yue felt like the cold temperature on it. The two characters “Wufu” made of black iron on it seemed to be waiting for her at a high speed. What a tragic and powerful struggle had been encountered here before.

“Xiaoyue, you’re back!”

Behind him came a familiar voice. Before the voice’s owner Xin Chen appeared in front of them, Xin Yue and xingcai ran in her direction.

Wang Yu still stood in his place without any action, not because he was still immersed in these corpses everywhere, but because he suddenly found that his martial spirit couldn’t come out at all

“Brother Yu, come here quickly!”

The voice of Xin Yue calling him came from behind. Wang Yu frowned and wanted to turn around to respond, but he found that he had no way to control his body. His body was so stiff that he couldn’t move again!

“Little soul, dragon candle, I……”

Wang Yu’s voice trembled. He didn’t know what was wrong with him. His trembling voice wanted to call the little soul and dragon candle in his body, but he didn’t get any response.

The unprecedented fear shrouded Wang Yu’s mind. He lost his force. The most direct result was that Xin Chen appeared just now. He just heard the voice from a distance, but didn’t feel any breath.