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In the middle of an open space in Li Fu's martial arts arena, which has not been stained with blood, lies a weak body, which is the little witch.

Dressed in a long white dress, she had been stained with blood. She sat up with difficulty. To her surprise, the power of God in her body slowly disappeared, and she also recovered a little vitality.

The eyes like autumn water are looking for the trace of doutian everywhere, but the only thing burning into her eyes is the corpses all over the ground.

Dead, everyone is dead!

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

The little devil is only worried about the situation of doutian. He has become a killing machine after all Shura.

If you don't wake him up in time, doutian may forget who he is and who she is in his whole life. He will always be killed and bloody.

Of course, the war spirit hall and the war god hall will not let him go. With so many people dying in the unparalleled holy city, the two halls will surely be wanted in the whole mainland.

This is not what the Little Witch wants to see. It's her who is afraid of death. She doesn't want to see any accident in doutian.

"Don't look for him. He's hopeless." All of a sudden, a faint voice sounded in the void. The voice was sweet and moving, just like the sound of nature.

"Who?" The little witch was surprised and looked around blankly, but she didn't see anyone. However, she still argued: "who said he was not saved, he must know me, and I can wake him up."

"I know you?" The voice continued to ring. In front of him, two figures suddenly appeared, headed by a woman in her twenties.

She has a graceful figure. A pale blue skirt outlines her perfect figure. Her white and tender skin seems to drip water. In her eyebrows, there is a touch of cinnabar red.

Her skin is better than snow, and she has an ethereal and light air. Her air is like orchid, and her face is gorgeous. You can't look directly at her. Compared with the purity of the little witch, she is more elegant.

Beside the woman, there was a child of five or six years old, holding her feet and wearing a ragged dress, which formed a sharp contrast with the woman.

"When the Shura is finished, once he loses his will, no one will be able to wake up. In the past, the 18 generations of Shura Temple owners dare not become the whole. Now he is just fighting in the holy land. How can he do that?" Women's voice sword continues to ring, the voice is soft and clear, when beautiful, can pacify people's mood.

Speaking of this, the woman sighed and whispered: "maybe, it will take another thousand years."

"Who are you?" The little witch watched them on guard, but somehow, she felt a sense of intimacy from them, as if they were her relatives. Moreover, he could feel that they didn't mean any harm to her.

"Come with me, you will naturally know who I am and who you are. You should also be able to feel that we are the same people as you." Women spit fragrant orchids.

A little bit, a streamer into the body of the little witch, the next moment, strange things happened, only to see the little witch's blood stains slowly disappear, the vitality of the body has become incomparably majestic.

You know, the injury of the little devil girl can't even help the atlas of the God of war. She was saved by this woman?

Of course, the situation of the little witch is not the same as before. Before, there was a supernatural power in her body to strangle her vitality, but now she is just injured.

The little witch frowned tightly, and then opened her mouth, trying to ask: "are you also from the soul clan?"

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

"Sister Huan trace, I believe brother Dou can survive this disaster. Last time, he also turned into this strange look, and then he returned to normal?" Suddenly, the child next to him said.

Big brother Dou? The little witch looked at the child in surprise. She didn't expect that the child even knew doutian.

"My name is Chu fan. I've been with big brother Dou before." The child also seemed to see the doubt in the little witch's heart and said in a hurry.

It's true that this five or six-year-old child is the missing Chufan. At that time, they were taken to shangchongtian by Lin Shishi, and they were poisoned on the way. When they were captured, Chufan became a soul state for the first time.

So Chu Yannan didn't catch Chu fan, and didn't even know that Chu fan existed. This is the reason why dou Tian asked him before and didn't know three times.

However, before Chu fan was spiritualized, he was also killed for seven days and almost died. It was this woman named Sheng Huan scar who saved him.

"You also believe that you fight big brother, don't you? I also believe that he will wake up." The little witch finally laughed, but her heart was dignified.

"Chu fan, have you ever seen him become a Shura?" Sheng Huan's beautiful eyes twinkle, obviously some don't believe it.

"Well." Chu fan nodded heavily. That day, in the deep stream of the nether world, he did see that doutian became Shura. Although he didn't know how doutian finally recovered, he did."Well?" Suddenly, Sheng Huan scar frowned and suddenly looked up to the sky. However, he saw a bloody streamer rushing down and said anxiously: "follow me."

"I won't go!" The little witch quickly stepped back, and her eyes were firm and incomparable, although she also felt a terrible sense of killing.

Sheng Huan scar frowned, and finally sighed helplessly. Seeing that the little witch was a member of the same soul family, she helped each other.

However, she is not determined to save the little witch. Of course, she also wants to see whether doutian can wake up as Chufan said.

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

With a wave of his hand, Sheng Huan scar and Chu fan disappear in the same place. They seem to have never appeared before. Only the little witch opens her arms and looks at the distance with resolute eyes.

The blood light came quickly, and the terrible momentum fell on her face. The little witch fell on the ground again, and her body was close to the ground.

Finally, doutian's figure was branded into the eyes of the little witch. Looking at the expressionless doutian with blood all over her body, tears flew from the corner of her eyes.

"Hooligan, I'm your little witch!" Seeing that doutian was approaching, the little witch almost roared with all her strength.

At this moment, she can't open her eyes, and she can't escape at all. Her life has been in doutian's hands, and her heart is beating to the extreme.

She is not afraid of death, but worried about not waking doutian, because she does not want to see doutian become a walking corpse.

Doutian's body trembled when the little witch cried out. In his mind, in the endless sea of blood, there was a faint light flashing.

However, it only flickered for a moment, and then it became dim. In the vast sea of blood, the light spot, like a drop in the ocean, could not find the darkness at all.

"Did you really respond?" In the nothingness, a surprised voice rang out. It was Sheng Huan trace's voice. At that moment, doutian's body movement was very clear. Then she hurriedly said: "Li Siyu, wake him up quickly, don't stop!"

At this moment, Sheng Huanchen was also surprised: "the patriarch once said that Shura is the embodiment of ruthlessness and killing, but the most powerful Shura is not ruthless Shura, but affectionate Shura. Do you fight heaven..."