"Did you find out later that you couldn't get rid of it?"

"Yes, when I noticed it, it was like a maggot on the tarsal bone. And whenever I have a strong emotion, I can feel that the black smoke is stronger.

At that time, in order to preserve my thousand-year-old foundation, I cut myself out and hid in this space. Unexpectedly, after so many years, it has grown from a wisp of black smoke to a black line. ”

The old woman's face was full of wrinkles, wrinkled like the thousand-year-old bark of the purple tung tree, and she couldn't see the change in her expression.

"Do you know how many people will be harmed by this? Now that the black line has slowly become the climate, the black vines must be caused by its pollution!"

Wang Ren looked at the old woman with some anger and expressed indignation at the old woman's selfishness.

"I know that I have failed the humans who love me and defend me. But I really can't help it, and I can only hide here in the face of that black line. ”

The old woman began to cry, and her voice was extremely ugly.

Who would have thought that the spirit of the beautiful purple paulownia tree was this extremely ugly old woman in front of her.

"Send me to the black line, I think I should have a way. ”

"Method, what can you do?"

"I'm familiar with this kind of aura, they're 'demons', I'm here for it, my heart tells me I can solve it. ”

Wang Ren said lightly.

At the same time, Ling Weitong, who was halfway through, suddenly turned back, but Ling Weitong, who came back, did not see Wang Ren's shadow.

All that remained was the traces of the black vines breaking through the ground.

Ling Weitong, who didn't care about any danger, rushed over, but couldn't find anything.

"Wang Ren, Ah Chun, where are you?"

Ling Weitong shouted helplessly, but the only response he received was the faint scattering of purple tung flowers.

Ling Weitong's heart was like a knife, he sat on the ground and kept shouting.

After a long time, Ling Weitong suddenly stood up and ran in the direction of the Mo family.

The picture in front of Wang Ren began to change, and in a moment, the two of them reappeared in the place where the black line was.

What now controls the body of the Purple Tung Tree is the black line in front of him, but the spirit of the Purple Tree is like a parasite in the Purple Tree and is alive and well.

As soon as the two of them appeared, the black line moved, and began to wrap around the spirit of the purple tree.

The old woman was shocked, and disappeared immediately with a wave of her hands, leaving only Wang Ren alone.

In this regard, Wang Ren only felt a little disappointed, the old woman had lived for thousands of years, and she didn't even dare to face her heart, and these thousands of years were just an idiot.

The old woman disappeared, and the object of the black line became Wang Ren.

Entwined lines towards Wang Ren.

But Wang Ren did not make any gestures of resistance.

Because Wang Ren seemed to hear his heart telling him to try to accept it.

The black thread wrapped around Wang Ren's body, and soon submerged into Wang Ren's body.

The black line continued to probe in, entwining Wang Ren's "heart",

influence, prompting Wang Ren's "heart".

At the moment of submergence, Wang Ren's mood changed, desire!

Extreme desire!

The desire to rescue my sister Ah Nuan,

The desire to become stronger,

And the desire for Ling Weitong!

The extreme desire seemed to turn into mountains and pressed on Wang Ren's body, and Wang Ren was a little out of breath.

Wang Ren began to resist, intending to straighten his body bent by the mountain, but the more Wang Ren resisted the mountain, the heavier it became.

Wang Ren felt that his legs were about to be crushed by the pressure, and he couldn't spit out a breath of stuffy breath in his chest, as if he was going to suffocate to death.

Suddenly, a familiar hazy light broke through the darkness in front of Wang Ren's eyes, although this light was hazy and did not know time and space, it made Wang Ren feel warm and comfortable.

This light melted into Wang Ren's body, and the picture in front of Wang Ren's eyes changed, and it seemed that there were no mountains.

It's a familiar scene!

Wang Ren looked at the scene in front of him, black light flowing like thick ink.

The hazy light dispelled the swirling darkness, and a light appeared around it, illuminating a path above the ground.

Wang Ren began to walk down the road again, but this time Wang Ren did not walk into the hazy light, but walked along the road.

The hazy light only dispelled the darkness around Wang Ren, only allowing Wang Ren to see the path that could be guided under his feet.

Wang Ren looked at the hazy light, but he couldn't understand it, and the beating sound like his heart was still long, melodious, calm and powerful.

That hazy light is the "heart"?

Wang Ren couldn't figure it out.

As he walked, he looked around, and suddenly Wang Ren noticed that the circulating darkness seemed to be slightly different, although they were one, Wang Ren vaguely noticed that they were independent and separate.

There was no other sound around him except the heart-pounding sound, no, it should be said that Wang Ren could not hear any other sounds.

Wang Ren didn't know how long he walked, and he was tireless, he just walked along the road.

Time and space are completely gone,

Time and space are just two conceptual words for Wang Ren at this time.

The old lady of the spirit of Zitong City seemed to sense that something was wrong, and quietly returned here.

However, she only saw Wang Ren suspended in the air with his eyes closed, and a black mist rose from his body, which was her familiar breath, and it was the breath of the black line.

The old woman didn't dare to go too close, and learned from Wang Ren's mouth that the black line was a 'demon', but what was a 'demon', and the old woman didn't know.

The only time she had ever heard the word 'demon' was hundreds of years ago, when someone passed by her and only spoke four words.

"Gods and Demons War!"

At that time, the old woman was still the spirit of the purple tung tree in control of the purple tung tree, and she continued to take root in the land every day, growing and spreading branches and leaves to the high places, and when the time came, she bloomed her own beautiful flowers, exuding an attractive fragrance.

As for "gods" or "demons", she doesn't care.

Outside the purple tree, the purple tree is still standing upright like this without any change, scattered flowers and rain, but what is extremely undesirable is the broken ground next to the tree.

Ling Weitong took the Mo family's helpers to the purple tung tree.

"Miss Ling, you said that Brother Wang was captured by the purple tung tree?"

Mo Lan looked at the broken earth and realized something unusual about it.

Ling Weitong was a little flustered, and hurriedly said, "Look at these, the purple tung tree stretched out its black vines and grabbed Wang Ren. I don't know where the belt is going. ”

"Miss Ling, don't panic and don't worry, Brother Wang Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he will definitely be fine. ”

Mo Lan comforted Ling Weitong and said.

Then he ordered the Mo family guards to surround the purple tung tree to prevent outsiders from approaching.

Wang Ren walked tirelessly along the road, and suddenly he seemed to hear some extremely faint sounds.

"The Bone ......"

"Terran Sacred Pool......

"Eternal Heart ......"