The Mistress of the Dark World

No, this shouldn't be a human, it should be black smoke.

The charming heart bird almost vomited blood at the thought of its Yan Ji. It was because of this person that it bit and stirred up things without regard for its life.

No matter where this black smoke ran, it was caught up by the charming heart bird. It seemed that it would not stop until it killed it.

"Ah ... Spare me ... I'm dying ... I can't die ..."

Natsuya was so afraid that even her soul was trembling. The last bit of energy left in her body was wavering. She was very afraid.

If she was really killed, she would not even have a soul.

She was very afraid.

However, since ancient times, evil could not suppress good, and evil could not defeat good.

This so-called bird was a divine bird, and she, a dark soul, was no match for him.

Moreover, if her soul was devoured by this bird, she would become a dish of this divine bird. Moreover, it would be nourishing.