This sentence is Master's favorite words, and there is no one of them, I have often seen him enlighten others like this before. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Change me today, I don't know if the effect can be compared with before!

It turns out that although it does not have such a great effect, it still plays a role more or less.

The wraith's eyes were misty, and its body swayed more and more. It's about to dissipate into a cloud of gas. But the strength in his hands refused to relax, and even as his spirit became highly disturbed, the strength became more and more intense, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on these hands.

It seemed impossible to dismantle him, so I trembled and took out a charm, put it on his forehead, and muttered: "Gather yin to attract spirits, and all souls listen to the truth......"

This charm is something I have managed to treasure, and if it weren't for the urgency of the situation today, I wouldn't have taken it out and wasted it on him.

Speaking of its benefits, it is impossible to talk about it for three days and three nights. To put it simply, it is that you can first condense the soul, and then forcibly send it to the underworld, the reincarnation of those who should be reincarnated, and the punishment of those who should be punished.

This spell is the master's most proud masterpiece, and the soul condensation is considered to be in line with the law of heaven that there is a good life, and no matter how much mental power the other party has, as long as it is pasted with this thing, it is basically over.

For example, the one in front of him, who violated the laws of heaven and earth with a trace of willingness, naturally returned to the underworld. It's just that this guy's temper is like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard. Such a good thing was wasted in vain.

With a flash of golden light, the hand stuck in his throat finally slipped down. The wraith glowed golden throughout, and it looked like the spell had worked.

The swordsman helped me up and asked with concern, "How is it?"

"Cough, cough ......" This time it was really choking, and now I find it difficult to even inhale and exhale.

The resentful spirit struggled to disappear in front of everyone, looking unwilling! Who said that a man is about to die, and his words are also good! This big man, not only is he dead, even his soul is about to disperse, and I haven't seen how "good" he is!

It was dark in front of him, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into a cliff, or the bottomless kind, which kept sinking and sinking......

Me: What the hell is going on?

Not long ago, if I remember correctly, it was the nine-headed spirit who came to the door, but unfortunately I was a waste person at the time, and this situation occurred, and it was also vaguely regarded as being unwell.

But now, my memory and mana have been restored, and this time, it's not easy.

It felt like the soul in the body was about to be stripped away by itself, not painful, just empty, and very uncomfortable.

God treats me really well, even my soul has to be taken away, and let me maintain such a clear consciousness, which clearly makes me miserable!

Finally, it was completely dark in front of him, and only the voices of the swordsman and others around him came and went, flickering far and near: "Bone, what's wrong with you?"

"Bone elves, bone elves, wake up!"

"Bone Elf, are you alright?"

How can it be okay?

My body was completely out of order, and I could only hear the sounds around me that came and went.

I don't want to force myself to listen to that world. It's better to ......

The scene transitioned, and I was in an unusually large enclosed space, and all around me was black.

Only under the feet is a river that seems to flow eastward, endless, endless and headless.

Miraculously, this thing is not a river, everything embedded in it is my past.

I knelt down, my fingers pointed, and circles of ripples rippled around my fingertips. Even those pictures are all unclear in one swing after another, but they are still there.

I'm babbling, it's not interesting at all. I don't know what's up there?

Maybe the life of the desperate life lies ahead!

But the reality is that I often give people a stick mercilessly, and a never-ending river is slanted in the middle, and all of it is my past.

Even I can't believe it, but I have so much in the past, is it so rich?

In a peach forest, the swordsman danced his sword in the rain of flowers, and I watched quietly, even hiding and watching secretly.

Joke! Is my bone elf such a sneaky person? If you want to see it, you can stand up and see who dares to stop me!

Could it be that there is not only the past, but also the future?

I ran a few quick steps and looked ahead.

But after a long time, there is still nothing. Where is the future, there is only the past. It's just that there are some inexplicable pasts in it, but they still live in my memory as if they were real.

All of a sudden, I was in a trance.

Could it be that I really forgot something? When I think about it, Master helped me recover my memory and mana. When I came to my senses again, the swordsman asked me expectantly if I remembered anything, and my answer seemed to really disappoint him!

But today, it seems that what I really remember is the essence, those forgotten pasts!

I comforted myself, but in the end, I could deceive others, but I couldn't deceive myself.

There seemed to be a little starlight in the distance, and I couldn't wait to rush over. It's like a traveler who gets tired of one view and wants to find the next.

Some firefly-like particles aggregate into a human figure. And that human nature is clearly me!

Is this satirizing me? Is it better to caricature my transfiguration than a bunch of fireflies?

The figure slowly turned around, and it was really me!

I asked angrily, "What are you going to do?" There is an old saying that the weasel greets the chicken, and it is not easy to be kind.

Waiting here, is it difficult to sue me for how to get out?

She smiled, it was really good-looking, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, I don't know if I was like this, "Don't you want to know where this is?

I pursed my lips, this question is so stupid, the answer must be that she is another me!

Seeing that I didn't speak, she was bored, and simply said to herself: "Here is your state of mind, I, just as you think." ”

"If you already knew, you would just say, I, how can I get out?" I looked around impatiently.

When she heard that I was willing to talk to her, she couldn't help but be overjoyed: "You have lost a soul and a soul, and the charm just now is the talisman of the resentful spirit, but it has also inadvertently become your talisman." ”

I looked myself up and down, and I felt more and more ridiculous: "I lost my soul and my soul?

Disciples of the underworld, it can be said that my mana is not refined and my spiritual power is limited, but the most taboo thing is to say that I have something wrong with the soul!

She also lost her patience: "That's all I say, do you like to listen or not." In short, this time I am trapped in my state of mind, if I can't find my soul, I will wait for death!"