"Hmph Hmph Hmph Hmph ..."
With a few cold laughs, song Qing's small body was lifted higher and higher.
The White silk was the one that Meng fanglan had used to commit suicide, and was buried with her in the trunk of a mulberry tree.
After absorbing her resentment for hundreds of years, it had become an evil heavenly object, and its divine power was no less than that of a treasure.
He was able to hang song qingxiao up high and tighten his grip on her with the yin Qi in the White silk.
Under the effect of the yin Qi, Ling power and consciousness were sealed.
If not for song qingxiao's strong body, she would have been strangled to death by Bai su.
As for the people who were enveloped by the sword radiance, they could only see the black gas around song qingxiao.
Under the shadow of the tall tree, Meng fanglan's figure slowly climbed out from the top of the tree.
