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Less than a day apart, she used the Force to save Dongfang Xiaoshu, causing her to be injured and injured, and it was impossible to recover without a month.

The small oriental tree lying on the jade bed looked dead on the surface, and it couldn't die anymore, and it had no breath.

The flesh and blood of the eyes were blurred, and the eyelids were sunken;

A white dagger pierced deep into the heart, revealing only the handle.

Even such an outstanding figure as Thousand Faces already thought that he had no power to return to the sky, and then said cruel words such as warming the bed, which shows that Dongfang Xiaoshu is indeed dead and can no longer die.

However, at this time, the Oriental tree is very special, belonging to a state that is neither dead nor alive.

As early as when the eyes of the small tree in the east were dug out, the flames and lapis electric sparks in the ancestral root cave were about to overflow from the ancestral root.

Unexpectedly, the Enlightenment Chapter, which had been occupying the land of the heart, suddenly shook, and a vast power was immediately released, pressing the long flat flames and blue-gold electric sparks in the ancestral root acupuncture points that did not dare to move.

When the half-foot-long white dagger pierced the heart of the Oriental tree, the heart stopped beating.

The silent Enlightenment Chapter seemed to be revived, and the sound of dong dong began to come out of it,

The black scroll seemed to be pregnant with life inside, undulating back and forth with the sound of knocking,

The surface of the black scroll undulated back and forth.

The life inside is like a bird about to break out of its shell, and as the undulations increase, the force of the impact increases.

If Qianmian hadn't entered the state of meditation at this time, seeing such a scene, he would definitely think that there were ghosts in Dongfang Xiaoshu's body, otherwise the person was dead, how could there be such a powerful heartbeat.

The blood in Dongfang Xiaoshu's whole body boiled instantly as if it had been summoned in the sound of a bang, turning Dongfang Xiaoshu's blood-stained green cloth robe into ash in the blink of an eye.

The strange thing is that his body did not spontaneously combust in such a high temperature, except for being extremely pale.

The boiling blood gathered little by little towards the heart with the rhythm of the thumping sound, and the slowly gathered boiling blood surrounded the black scroll and slowly soaked it.

When the last drop of boiling blood poured into the heart, with a dull thud, Dongfang Xiaoshu's heart shattered instantly, and the black scroll opened almost at the same time.

At the same time, the little girl who had been sleeping since she entered the soul suddenly woke up, rubbed her eyes in confusion, and looked at the quiet space in front of her a little blankly.

Suddenly raised his face, sniffed with his little nose, and said with a little puzzlement:

"How can there be the breath of life and the breath of death, it's so strange!"

"No, I won't move again, people have just slept for a while, and they haven't slept enough!"

"I don't move, don't move!"

The little girl with her little fist pursed her little mouth and said extremely angrily, while her big eyes widened and she began to look carefully.

At the shattered heart of the Eastern Tree, a fist-sized vortex leaped out of the black scroll.

The blood that had originally infested the black scroll was instantly sucked away by the whirlpool, and the whirlpool began to spin rapidly, making a regular thumping sound.

After a long time, the whirlpool suddenly trembled, and a bright red heart jumped out of the whirlpool and appeared in the broken heart of the small tree in the east.

The bright red heart is like giving birth to antennae, quickly connecting the five organs and meridians.

Like the original heart, it began to beat, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out of it, very slowly, very slowly.

The fist-sized vortex still didn't stop, and the speed of rotation was even faster than before.

In the secret room, a large river with no end in sight appeared above the small eastern tree without warning.

Accompanied by the rippling river, streams of life and death gushed out of the river, converging to the heart of the small trees in the east, and finally pouring into the whirlpool.

As the vitality and death were constantly withdrawn, the original reverberating river gradually became still.

It's just the middle of the river, a mysterious and unknown place that doesn't know how deep it is.

The dark palace gate opened, and countless vitality and death surged out frantically as if they had suddenly seen their relatives.

Gradually, the dark palace began to collapse as if it had lost its support, and finally turned into life and death.

The whirlpool, which was still spinning rapidly, suddenly froze, two balls the size of eggs, and still compressed and entangled gases jumped out of the whirlpool.

Each mass of gas contains infinite vitality and death, and the strange thing is that vitality and death are perfectly blended together, without a trace of rejection.

With the complete disappearance of the dark palace, a steady stream of vitality and death was finally injected into the whirlpool.

The strange thing is that the whirlpool did not run fast, but began to beat slowly and rhythmically with the rhythm of the bright red heart.

Finally, a fist-sized vortex instantly enveloped the bright red heart, slowly fused together, and finally disappeared.

On the surface of the bright red heart, as if it had been tattooed, there was suddenly an imprint in the shape of a river with no end in sight.

As the heart kept beating, the imprint of the shape of the river rippled endlessly.

The black scroll that had been hanging aside suddenly opened automatically, and a page of black paper flew out of it, turning into a black shadow and instantly submerging into the bright red heart.

On the frontispiece of the black ancient scroll, the four big characters "Heart of Tianhe" slowly disappeared and returned to a blank space.

With the integration of a page of black paper, the black scroll of the Enlightenment Chapter that was opened also flew to the heart, and when the scroll was flipped, several black and red flashed, and the overflowing aura was not only surging and vast, but also making people tremble.

The two egg-sized air masses are still entangled with each other and constantly compressed, although the size has not changed, but the color has gradually tended to black and white, constantly transforming back and forth.

Flipping back and forth near the heart, but without any intention of approaching it.

In the secret room, the Tianhe that appeared again above the small tree in the east, with the beating of the heart, actually made a little waves, splashing towards the thousand faces sitting and meditating next to the jade bed.

As if the mission had been accomplished, Tianhe slowly disappeared.

The splashed waves covered Qianmian in the breath, and it did not have the same effect as a soup chicken, but was absorbed by Qianmian little by little, and the original pale and sallow face actually rose a trace of ruddy.