The skill of redemption has always been a skill that is not recommended for various sects. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because it means that the generation has suffered, and accepted all the suffering that others have suffered. Even many people with perseverance and perseverance, who are full of the feelings of the Virgin, have rarely used this skill.

Maybe one or two can barely accept it, and with the mission, if there are hundreds, it will be an overwhelming burden.

Apparently Lillard isn't very aware of the horrors of this skill.

After using this skill on the women who had been robbed of their hope of survival with a sense of accomplishment, Lillard realized that behind the silly white sweet smell that suddenly surged in his heart to save the world, there was a strong pit daddy atmosphere.

The black desperation visible to the naked eye, as if it had found an outlet, all condensed into Leillard's body, and the thick black armor of despair was attached to every trace of Leillard's muscles, really like countless ants gnawing at his skin and corroding his flesh with strong acid.

It was as if he had been thrown into a dark cavern, constantly being invaded by goblins. The sound of rusty knives rubbing against rocks, the sound of fingernails picking at stones, the rustle of goblins chewing human flesh, and the desperation that the stench of goblins never saw the light of day had always crept through my heart.

These emotions seemed to have become substance, and Leillard, who was under pressure, could barely walk, and smiled hard, but it was more ugly than crying, and silently walked behind a tree, he felt that his stomach had been punched, and he had to vomit some of the acid water in his stomach.

Struggling to straighten his breathing, his body felt as if he had just been fished out of the water, and Leillard could only temporarily stop moving.

Sure enough, compared to this, maybe death is a better choice.

Sitting on the ground, Leiard thought.

Wave after wave of black desire to tear everything flowed and fluttered and rolled in the bottom of his heart, giving Leiard some desire to destroy everything. But apparently he wouldn't do that, and he didn't cry out even when he had dug a hole several meters deep in the ground.

In other words, is this self-inflicted?

It took an afternoon of tossing and turning for Leillard to get used to it. When Lillard came to his senses, he didn't know when he had dug a long, long tunnel underground, it was pitch black and quiet, lying on the wet soil, and the pain of his nails turning out between his hard fingers, but Lillard felt at ease for a moment.

Could it be that he is actually a shaky physique?

After lying on the ground for more than ten minutes, I finally tried to lift my feet, and it was better to go back to the house as soon as possible, so that everyone would not worry.

"Move.... Can't move? Lillard commanded his body, but there was no response, as if his body was no longer his own.

It's overwork, maybe it's better to get some sleep. Leillard comforted himself, then slowly closed his eyes.

"Lillard, Lillard, are you here?" Very familiar voice, as if someone was calling me?

Leillard thought vaguely in his mind, and his tired eyes, closed, couldn't open them at all.

"Lillard, I heard it, reply, don't just disappear like this" This time it seems to be Leah's voice, I'm here, Lillard tried to move his throat, but he couldn't make a sound.

"I've found him, here," Losha's voice caressed her face with her gentle hand, and Leillard had a sense of joy that everyone had finally found themselves. It was finally discovered.

"Kill him, kill him, he is the source of misfortune, our Divine Dragon Clan actually gave birth to a mudblood, how can we see people if they are known?"

Warm light, clear days, immaculate blue skies, and people who are making noise.

The cracked eggshell revealed a small hole, and Leillard struggled to look out.

"Is it the parents?" Leillard babbled, is this his parents' own?

"Brute! I will never admit that this is a beast born of our family! Even if you want to raise it, I won't agree to it! Tens of thousands of years of pure-blood families have actually given birth to such ugly things! Let's kill this brute, we still have time, we can continue to live," the majestic voice repeated in the room, and seeing Leillard seemed to see something ugly.

He waved his hand, and the egg, which had not yet been fully cracked, was surrounded by a blue light, and the next moment, it appeared in the sea of bones in the wild.

Falling heavily and the power of the shock made Lyrald's young body lose its strength directly, and finally broke free to look at the eggshell, the outside has been wrapped in black soil, striving for the last breath, climbing out of the dirt, Lyrald felt that his breath of life was passing quickly.

Screaming, biting off a piece of eggshell, hoping to regain a little bit of the strength to survive, even if it was a little bit, he still wanted to continue to live.

The grinding sound of the eggshell Caracalla, the little dragon's head finally died while chewing, the head was crooked, and it took more than ten minutes for Lerald's soul to descend.

"I... I really want to continue to live" was the last sentence left in the body.

Tears swirled in his eyes and flowed out.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Laiard doesn't cry" gently hugged Lailard's body, and Rosa stroked his head like a child.

"He seems to be sick..... Didn't you say that stupid people don't have a fever? ”

Touching Leillard's head, Lula jerked it back. It's hot, and you can't touch it at all.

"He's fighting goblins outside these days, is he poisoned?" Leah looked at Leillard's pained expression lovingly.

"He's a fool, he said to be careful, but he still got hit. In this way, he has been hit by strong negative energy, let him sleep well, say that he wants to save others, and finally even fall into himself! No one blames you for the selfishness of the performance, and said don't kill yourself" Akua frowned and pinched her nose as she walked over, probing for Leillard's physical signs, and waved her hand, as if she had encountered something very bad.

"Go back, it's okay, this little thing can't hurt your life, at most before you can dissolve the negative energy, it's just a downgrade, believe me, with his optimistic attitude, it's not a thing, I can finally sleep well today" commanded the others to carry Lillard out of the crypt, it was already the middle of the moon.

After disappearing for a few days, Lillard was finally found, and everyone was relieved.

"What is negative energy? Isn't Lillard always with us? How could it be hit by such a thing?? Emily thought of the devastated expression on Lillard's face in front of the idol that morning, and suddenly felt a little trepidation in her heart, if this guy felt guilty, it was completely believable to play suicide.

"Negative energy is not only used by spells, but also the negative emotions of many people are one of this energy. Demons, devils, and advanced abyssal species like to eat it, and it is said that some dragons are too. Maybe Lillard used some kind of spell to absorb the negative emotions of those girls to become like this.

If it is to be solved, it is generally forcibly resolved with the power of faith, or it is to make those girls feel the meaning of life, and through faith to retract this pain into their bodies, and use the present satisfaction to dissolve the past suffering, so that Laiard can absorb the pure light of faith, something better than the power of faith, which is generally only available to fanatics. ”

Mebis said as she touched Lillard's head, but it was really hot.

"Is the root still in them?"

With Lillard on her back, Lothar and the group returned to the ground, looking at the worried expressions of the girls looking around, and the fact that they tried to escape and were caught in the past few days, their heads inevitably grew a little bigger.

Lillard always likes to mess with these troubles.