Bai Qingcheng suddenly began to sing. With her singing, a force different from the elements came out of the sword. It was like an ancient language, full of darkness and coldness. Qin and Chu suddenly felt bad. Nangong lvluo's sword crossed the air, and a purple pattern of six stars appeared, covering all the people and resisting the invasion of witchcraft

The sword of the old man also flowed out a huge force, which collided with the cold Sorcerer's power. The two forces collided with each other, and the black rolling force with indescribable marks penetrated the power of the old man and directly attacked the old man's brow.

Lao Ze blinked away from the power. His power of blinking was very strong, and he could always avoid other people's attacks at the fastest speed.

Bai Qingcheng gave a cold smile, a black gem on the sword sent out a black light column, "Witchcraft: winding!"

Countless black power overflows from the sword, and the gem is full of light. The twining light in all directions pours at the old man. No matter how fast the old man moves, this winding force can also trap him.

This force formed a prison, which trapped the old man and wound it layer by layer. Then, the harsh magic sound hit the eardrum, as if to break the eardrum.

With the power of black winding around the power, all kinds of black runes also came to attack the old man layer by layer. The black power covered all the old man, but could not break through the purple six star awn of Nangong lvluo.

Bai Qingcheng suddenly flew up, the sword whirled, even people with swords, rushed to the black fog, as if to penetrate the black fog, Ronglan suddenly flew up, a fire cut down, blocking the black fog.

"Brother Rong LAN?" Bai Qingcheng murmured to herself, and her face was full of hurt looks. She looked pitifully at Bai Qingcheng. No matter who was looked at with such eyes, she would feel soft hearted and feel pity for her.

Rong LAN has always been indifferent, looking at her eyes are very cold, Bai Qingcheng suddenly laughed, laughter cold with desolation, "Rong LAN brother, even you want to be enemies with me?"

"Tell me, did you use witchcraft on me?" Rong LAN asked, she is a witch land people, he inexplicably lost the memory, and Qin Chu cut off the relationship, is it related to Bai Qingcheng.

"I didn't!" Bai Qingcheng denied, "I'm committed to you, there's no falsehood. Brother Rong LAN, I've done something I'm sorry for you? I've done things that hurt you? "

Rong LAN sneered, "how should this kind of witchcraft be lifted?"

The question just now was obviously a statement, not a question. He had already affirmed that he must have been witched by her, otherwise, he would not have lost part of his memory.

Bai Qingcheng shook his head, "I didn't use witchcraft on you. How to remove it? Brother Ronglan, you like me. From the moment we met, you liked me. It's not that I used witchcraft on you."

Let LAN is silent, white Qing City sword a finger, "get out of the way, let LAN elder brother, I won't hurt you, you also don't hinder me."

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He turned his head slightly and looked at the old man behind him. The black air was more and more thick, as if to swallow people. Qin Chu asked Nangong lvluo, "is there any way to stop her?"

Rong LAN is a kind of person who does not care about himself or herself. He tries to save the old man.

Some of them are unreasonable.

*Happy Valentine's day and Lantern Festival.