Chapter 54: Affectionate Shura

Chapter One Zero Four Four

On the Yefu Martial Arts Arena, in the center of a clearing that had not been stained red with blood, there was a weak body lying there, and it was the little witch.

Wearing a white dress, she had long been stained with blood. She sat up with difficulty. What surprised her was that the power of the power of God in her body slowly disappeared, and she also regained a trace of anger.

Autumn-like eyes looked for Xiao Fan's traces everywhere, but the only thing that burned into her eyes was the corpses all over the floor.

Dead, everyone is dead!

However, her mind did not care about the life and death of these people, because they deserved to die.

The little witch only worries about Xiao Fan's condition. He who has become Shura's complete body has completely become a killing machine.

If you don't wake him up in time, perhaps Xiao Fan will forget who he is and who she is all his life, and he will always survive the killing and bloodshed.

Of course, the Hall of Souls and the Hall of Wars would not let him go. With so many deaths in Wushuang Holy City, the two halls would definitely want Xiao Fan across the continent.

This was not what the little witch wanted to see, even if it was herself who died, she didn't want to see any accidents happen to Xiao Fan.

"You don't need to find him anymore, he is out of help." Suddenly, a faint voice sounded in the void, and the voice was pleasing to the ear, like the sound of nature.

"Who?" The little witch was taken aback and glanced around blankly, but she didn't see any figures, but she still argued: "Who said he was not saved, he must know me, and I must be able to wake him up."

"Know you?" The voice continued to sound, and two figures suddenly appeared directly in front of him three feet away, headed by a woman in her twenties.

She has a graceful and graceful figure. She wears a pale blue skirt to outline the perfect figure. The white and tender skin seems to drip with water, and there is a touch of cinnabar red between her brows.

Her skin was surpassing snow, and she had an ethereal and light spirit. Her air was like orchids and her face was so beautiful that she could not look directly at her. Compared with the purity of the little witch, she was a bit more elegant.

Next to the woman is a five or six-year-old child, holding her feet, wearing a run-down clothes, in sharp contrast with the woman.

"Asura is a complete body. Once he loses his will, no one can wake up. The 18th generation of Asura Palace Masters have never dared to become a complete body. Now he is only in the Emperor Realm, how can he do it?" The woman's voice sword continued to sound. , The sound is soft and clear, and when it sounds beautiful, it can soothe people's emotions.

Speaking of this, the woman sighed and muttered softly: "Maybe, we have to wait another thousand years."

"Who are you?" The little witch looked at the two of them on alert, but for some reason, the little witch felt a sense of intimacy from them, just like her own relatives, and he could still feel the two of them. No harm to her.

"Follow me, you will naturally know who I am and who you are, and you should be able to feel that we are the same person as you." The woman vomited pandan.

With a flick of his finger, a stream of light sank into the little witch's body. The next moment, a strange thing happened, and the blood stains on the little witch's body slowly disappeared, and the vitality in the body became extremely majestic.

You know, the injuries on the little witch's body can't even be helped by the white stone. She was rescued by the woman's fingers?

Of course, the situation of the little witch is different from before. Before, she still had the power of the gods strangling her life, but now she was only injured.

The little witch furrowed her brows, and only after a while she spoke, and asked, "Are you also from the Soul Race?"

The woman nodded, looked up at the sky, a look of worry flashed in her eyes, and said: "I don't want him to lose himself, but no one can change the destined result."

"Sister Huanhen, I believe that Big Brother Xiao can survive this catastrophe. He also became this strange last time, but didn't he return to normal afterwards?" Suddenly, the child next to him said.

Brother Xiao? The little witch looked at the child in surprise. She had no idea that the child would also know Xiao Fan.

"My name is Chu Fan, and I have been with Big Brother Xiao before." The child also seemed to see the doubt in the little witch's heart, and said quickly.

Yes, this five- or six-year-old child was the missing Chu Fan. At that time, Chu Fan and the others were taken by Ling Shishi to Chong Tian, ​​and they were poisoned on the way. When someone captured them, Chu Fan immediately Become a state of soul.

So Chu Yannan didn't catch Chu Fan, and didn't even know that Chu Fan existed. This was the reason why Xiao Fan asked him before, asking him three questions.

However, Chu Fan had been hit by the Hades for seven days before his soul was transformed, and he almost died, being saved by this woman named Shen Huanhen.

"Do you also believe your Big Brother Xiao? I also believe that he will wake up." The little witch finally laughed, but her heart was extremely solemn.

"Chu Fan, have you really seen him become Shura?" Shen Huanhen's beautiful eyes flickered, obviously not believing it.

"Yeah." Chu Fan nodded heavily. In the deep gloom that day, he did see Xiao Fan becoming Shura. Although he did not know how Xiao Fan recovered in the end, he did.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Shen Huanhen frowned, and suddenly raised his head to look up to the sky, only to see a **** streamer swooping down extremely quickly, and suddenly anxiously said: "Follow me."

"I won't go!" The little witch took a few steps back quickly, her eyes were extremely determined, although she also felt a terrible killing intent.

Shen Huanhen frowned, and finally sighed helplessly. Seeing that the little witch was the same soul race, she came to the rescue.

However, she hasn't reached the point where she insists on saving the little witch. Of course, she also wants to see if Xiao Fan can wake up as Chu Fan said.

If Xiao Fan can wake up, it will be great news for many people.

With a wave of his hand, Shen Huanhen and Chu Fan disappeared in place. The two seemed to have never appeared before. Only the little witch opened her arms and looked at the distance with determination.

The blood light came quickly, and the terrible aura hit the little witch's body again on the ground, her body pressed tightly on the ground.

Finally, Xiao Fan's figure was burned into the little witch's eyes, and tears flew from the corners of the little witch's eyes as she looked at the expressionless and blood-stained Xiao Fan.

"Smelly hooligan, I am your little witch!" Seeing Xiao Fan approaching, the little witch screamed almost as hard as he could.

At this moment, she couldn't open her eyes, and couldn't escape at all. Her life was in the hands of Xiao Fan, and her heart was throbbing, and she was extremely nervous.

She was not afraid of death, but worried that Xiao Fan could not be woken up, because she didn't want to see Xiao Fan become a zombie.

When the little witch shouted out loud, Xiao Fan's body visibly trembled, and deep in his mind, in the endless sea of ​​blood, a faint light flickered.

But it only flickered, and then it dimmed again. In the vast sea of ​​blood, the light spot was like a drop in the ocean, and there was no darkness at all.

"Really reacted?" In the emptiness, a strange voice sounded, it was Shen Huanhen's voice. At that moment, Xiao Fan's body movements were clearly captured by her, and then she quickly said, "Ye Shiyu, wake up. He, don't stop!"

At this moment, Shen Huanhen was also surprised: "The patriarch once said that Shura is the incarnation of ruthlessness and killing, but the most powerful Shura is not ruthless Shura, but sentimental Shura. Could it be Xiao Fan..."