Chapter 92 Come with me!

brush!
A cyan-gold light flashed between Wang Lin’s eyebrows, and a small cyan-gold stick appeared out of thin air, floating beside him.

At this time, the woman's red eyes looked at Wang Lin in surprise, and seven soul rings of yellow, purple, and black rose from the soles of the woman's feet.

Wang Lin did not summon his soul ring. He looked at the evil soul master with a cold face. Suddenly, gray lines appeared on the cyan stick floating beside him.

The entire living wand glowed with a dazzling pure white light. The light was not strong, but it made the woman feel inexplicably threatened.

"Ghost of the Wrath, huh? Even if you are a Soul Sage, you are unlucky to meet me."

Wang Lin looked at the woman quietly, heat surging through his body. His right hand glowed with golden light, and a feeling of swelling and pain came from all over his body.

"Hehehe, my martial spirit is not a vengeful spirit, but revenge"

call out!
Halfway through his words, Wang Lin rushed out like an arrow from the ground, instantly creating gusts of wind, and a dragon claw hit the woman at a terrifying speed.

But the woman reacted quickly. Almost at the moment when Wang Lin took action, the sixth soul ring on her body suddenly lit up, and the whole person became ethereal.

boom!
Wang Lin passed through the woman directly at such a fast speed that he didn't even have time to brake, and he hit the wall of the hall directly.

The right arm and half of the body were embedded in the wall, and the woman's voice continued.

“It’s the Spirit of Vengeance, a martial spirit I created myself. Isn’t it magical? Hehehe.” The woman was not affected by Wang Lin’s attack at all.

As she spoke, she couldn't stop laughing, and her laughter was full of sadness.

Wow!

Wang Lin pulled himself out of the wall, and a pile of stones suddenly fell from the cracked wall. He moved his right hand and reached out to pick up the living magic wand floating beside him.

And the woman continued to talk to herself.

"My martial spirit comes from hatred. From deep-rooted hatred. When hatred reaches its peak, my spirit of revenge appears."

Under Wang Lin's control, the pure white light released by the Living Wand slowly coated his right arm, and the surface of the golden dragon claw seemed to be coated with a layer of white paint.

".I killed her, killed her, killed her! I want revenge, I want revenge, die, die!"

Just at this moment, the woman's mind suddenly went out of control. Her second, third, and fifth soul rings lit up at the same time, and her hands suddenly made a lifting motion upwards.

A strange white color instantly spread out from her body, and countless illusory white shadows flew out from her body, rushing towards Wang Lin like a pack of wolves.

Wang Lin tightly grasped the Magic Wand of Life, and for a moment, a pure white purifying light shone brightly. The moment those white shadows touched the purifying light, they immediately collapsed.

call out!
Wang Lin rushed out again, and the whole person rushed out like a golden meteor.

This time, the woman's sixth ring lit up again. She obviously wanted to replicate what happened just now, but Wang Lin, whose dragon claws were covered with a layer of purifying light, obviously would not let the woman do as she wished.

As the dragon claw glowing white approached the woman, the woman's figure, which had become illusory, immediately became solid again under the illumination of the purifying light.

boom!
Wang Lin's right hand hit the woman's abdomen with tremendous force, causing her to slam into the wall. Half of the sharp golden dragon claw had already sunk into the woman's stomach.

Scarlet blood flowed out from the wound on her stomach. The woman looked at Wang Lin with a sneer on her face, and blood also flowed from the corners of her mouth.

But she soon stopped smiling, as the purifying light released by the Wand of Life shone on the woman, and countless black auras rose from her body.

The woman's face showed fear. The evil soul master who had been very crazy just now was now panic-stricken and afraid. The terror in her eyes could not be concealed.

Tears kept falling from her eyes. Her hoarse voice was filled with pleading, and her body couldn't stop shaking. "No, no, take away my power!!!"

This sudden scene stunned Wang Lin. He could feel that the woman was really scared. Coincidentally, at this moment, Long Xiaoyao sighed.

"Hey, Xiao Linzi, let her go. Those she caught are not good people."

Wang Lin turned his head and looked at Long Xiaoyao who walked out of the darkness. He let go of his hand, and the woman immediately fell to the ground, curled up her body and began to sob softly.

"Uh?"

Wang Lin was confused as he watched this bizarre scene. What was going on? He looked at Long Xiaoyao, as if he wanted an explanation, but the old black dragon shook his head.

"Just wait for her to tell you herself."

"it is good!"

Wang Lin nodded, and the white light released from the living magic wand in his hand suddenly became soft and warm.

Light has always had the power to soothe people's hearts. The black aura on the woman's body no longer evaporated, and her emotions gradually became stable.

"you"

As soon as Wang Lin spoke, the woman suddenly sat up, looked at Wang Lin, crawled into the corner, and hugged her legs with her hands.

"No, please, no."

The hoarse voice was full of fear. Long Xiaoyao sighed softly and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Linzi, this poor little girl is called Wu Yun. She came from an underground kiln."

As he spoke, Long Xiaoyao lowered his voice.

"When the Holy Spirit Cult found her, her body was covered with signs of torture. Although she and her sister killed the madam and all the men in the kiln, they did not touch any of the women who were suffering in the kiln with them."

Wang Lin was silent for a long time after hearing this. He knew what the underground kiln that Long Xiaoyao mentioned was. All the women in there were abducted and treated as livestock.

"I, old man, can you not..."

"Okay!" Before Wang Lin could finish, Alex's voice sounded in Wang Lin's ears.

"Master, this is the fundamental reason why I hate nobles!"

As he spoke, Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the ground. A deep grey light flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed, and a point of grey light sank into Wu Yun's brow.

Wu Yun's emotions instantly calmed down. The gray light infiltrated, and the blood-red light in her eyes diffused, but her eyes were still cloudy, and a blush appeared on her pale face.

An old voice mixed with a young voice came out of Wang Lin's mouth together. The two overlapped together, carrying an indescribable solemnity and vigor.

“Hello, my name is Wang Lin. I haven’t experienced what you’ve been through, so I can’t empathize with you. There are some things I won’t say, and you won’t want to hear.

But the spirit of revenge must have a target for revenge. If you are willing, I will give you a target for revenge. If you are not willing, you can leave and I will not stop you. "

Wang Lin spoke to Wu Yun who had just regained consciousness. He seemed to be persuaded by the solemnity of the old voice, and seemed to be infected by the vigor of the young voice.

Wu Yun stared at Wang Lin blankly and stretched out her hand to him, but when she noticed the blood stains on her hand, she shrank back in fear and nodded.

"Then tell me about yourself." Wang Lin showed a gentle smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)