But after all, they still fail!

Such a result may be unexpected, but not so unexpected.

Bai Ling's face showed a touch of disappointment that was not easy to detect.

Wu Yun was a little guilty, saying: "Bai Ling, I'm sorry, I ..."

"Brother Wu Yun, you don't need to say anything!"

Bai Ling stopped him.

"You give me some time, Bai Ling!"

Wu Yundao.

Later, he closed his eyes. He wanted to settle, and wanted to let himself enter the empty.

However, the more he reached this time, the lingering in his mind, the more Luo Yao's figure.

"What to do, I can't do it!"

Wu Yun gritted his teeth secretly and was guilty.

"Is this the ridiculous of fate? I have worked for so long, in exchange for a empty talk? I still can't save Bai Ling."

"Hey, smelly boy, in fact, don't have to be so complicated. I have heard of this spiritual origin Dan. This is just the trap of the creator intentionally designed. In fact, he also left the retreat, but no one knows it."

Suddenly, the voice of the creation of Shenzhong sounded in the sea of ​​his consciousness.

"Retreat, what retreat? Say quickly."

Wu Yunyou has caught the life -saving straw and hurriedly.

"This retreat, that's ..."

To put it, only the Castle bell made a burst of laughter.

Wu Yun's face changed, and he probably knew what the old guy said.

But, can he live this level?

Can he get this hand?
Chapter completed!