2 With the words of the fish spirit, her right hand exerted force there, and around her right hand there gathered a cloud of purple gas,

The purple qi gathered there more and more concentrated, and gradually it gathered into a purple air mass there. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white fox's spirit had no choice but to turn around and run backwards, running as hard as he could.

"Suffer death! You can't run! The spirit of the fish spirit flew there as fast as a gust of wind, and followed,

"Let you live one more day, it will make me worry for one more day, why should I leave you as a bane?

You have to do things cleanly and beautifully, and it's not good to drag mud and water, right? ”

The fish spirit quickly flew in front of the white fox's spirit, and looked at the white fox's spirit with a vicious smile, just laughing there,

"I see where you're running today! I'm not going to let you be the pimple in my heart that has always been unsteady, you have to make it disappear for me. ”

As soon as the words fell, the purple air mass smashed into the white fox's spirit.

Sometimes, the gap between friend and foe is so great there, but it feels like it's completely impossible.

It's as if everything is completely impossible there, a kind of despair, and some kind of loss and disappointment in the face of that difficulty and difficulty,

It's a kind of thing that doesn't struggle, and it can't struggle at all, it seems that if you struggle, it's just going to be there to suffer.

So there is no way to choose what to do no longer struggle, and there to choose not to hide and fear something,

Because of the evasion and fear, there is no way to do it there.

The purple air mass smashed into the white fox's spirit, like a bomb.

The whole body of the white fox's soul was there and exploded to pieces in an instant,

There the white fox's limbs were completely shattered, shattered like pieces of paper floating in the air.

And in the air filled with the debris and blood of the white fox spirit's body, the fish spirit's spirit only hooked the corners of his mouth with contempt and disdain.

It seems to be a smile of victory, but I can't tell how much joy or joy there is.

But it's just indifferent there, a kind of indifference, so indifferent or something.

"Damn, that's the end!" The spirit of the fish spirit is still there and seems to be venting some kind of resentment,

She was just there, not knowing what kind of effort she was giving birth to, she just shook off her gorgeous robe,

Then, turning around, she returned all the way to her original path, with her subordinates by her side, and also pressed Guan Yunyu and Zhang Zige, and returned all the way.

When all the people are gone away there, when everything is there and feels incredible,

It's just that she vomits blood there, and she's really separated there.

She didn't know if she was going to be happy and celebrate her first doppelganger, or if she felt a sense of happiness that she hadn't escaped?

Glad she was there to survive, does she need to be glad?

She didn't have time to rejoice there at all, she was already there and vomiting blood.

Although the purple air mass only shattered a doppelganger she had conjured up in time at that moment,

However, she herself was affected by the explosion there, and her teleportation was quite slow.

Although he escaped the eyes of the fish spirit, he still did not chop off the attack and damage of the explosion there.

I have to say that the strength of the fish essence is very strong. I also have to say that I am really weak there, very weak.

At that moment, she escaped the eyes of the fish spirit because her true body became transparent there, but was everything really so hidden?

Did she really dodge a disaster?

The white fox's spirit was vomiting blood, still coughing there, still feeling pain and itching in his throat,

Very, very uncomfortable, she just looked around blankly and weakly, looking at the white sunlight in the sky,

Looking around at the wooded surroundings, she only felt a strong sense of confusion and confusion there, where was she now?

Where is she and where is she going?

Where is the place she is going to find and find? She was already feeling homeless there.

And the confusion about where she was was made even more painful by her confusion and infallibility.

It's just that I feel like all my internal organs are completely rotten there.

It's just looking at the sun that is a little westerly, and the sun is about to set there, right? But where should she go now?

She didn't know where she was going, she felt like her limbs were barely able to weigh her body.

Although she was not killed, she was about to lose half her life there.

She was just powerless there, and she was just there feeling a very, very painful thing, a very helpless and helpless thing in the midst of that pain and pain.

It's just in vain in that place, and it's just that I feel very, very confused and miserable there.

She was just confused and uneasy in that place, a pain, a hardship, a struggle,

But he is still struggling hard in it, and he is still trying hard to not give up and never slack off.

It's just that I feel a little blurry in it, as if my vision is a little blurry, and it seems like my hearing is a little blurry.

It was as if her body was shaking from side to side, and she wanted to take that step, and she wanted to take another step forward.

It would have been nice to go the extra mile, because she wanted to go a little further so that she could discover the scenery a little farther and farther away, and she wanted to make out some of the places that were here.

She didn't quite want where she was, she didn't know yet. She didn't want to be too dizzy and dizzy, without any goals or directions.

Just feel the difficulties of life there, just feel the difficulties and hardships of going one step further there,

It's just that in the middle of it, I almost feel as if I'm going to die there. Is she really dying?

No, she didn't want to die yet, she didn't want to die so soon. But every part of the body is there to suffer,

It's as if the body is always suffering and tormenting there, it's the pain and torment of the body,

It's also a kind of pain and suffering that seems to be fainting and fainting in that place. Hurt?

She didn't know how many injuries she had suffered, but she felt the blood sticky there. His own blood stuck to himself there.

Just felt the wetness of her whole body there, and she fainted there, and it seemed that for a while,

She was very tired and tired, but she still didn't want to give up like this, but she felt that she still couldn't stop so easily.

The main thing was that she was worried that she had stopped. If she didn't walk forward, if she really fell, she might have to fall forever.

Before she knew what was in front of her, she would collapse.

It was a struggle, struggling in the midst of that powerlessness and injury, and she knew the wounds in her body.

It was still bleeding there, and even if it was dry, she didn't care about anything.

But there she just felt the pain and pain of the wound, the wound was cracking there, the wound was cracking there painful and helpless.

What kind of troubles did she feel in that place, and what kind of forgetfulness and remoteness she felt in that place, what was unknown?

Or reluctant what? Or was it something she hadn't understood and didn't know all along?

Still feeling some kind of anger and irritation there?

And the spirit of the fish spirit, do you still want to resent it? She's dying, she's running out of strength to walk, where does she get her heart to resent?

Everything is no longer important there, it's completely unimportant in that place.

It's just pain there, it's hurt there, it's just a heavy and tired unknown and unrealization,

It's always there, as if there's something you can't find, as if you can't find something, and then, for a long time, it's like it's forgotten and forgotten in that place.

It is as if there you will forget your own existence, and it seems that you will forget your own bloodshed, and you will forget your own injuries.

Let yourself get used to those wounds, let yourself try to get used to those injuries and pains,

Perhaps, in the habit and paralysis of the wound, everything will be healed there, right?

Maybe it's going to get better in the middle of that?

The white fox's spirit just looked ahead in a daze, but suddenly felt a faintness there,

And then, right there, I lost all of my consciousness and passed out.

It turns out that many times, the white fox's spirit is not as strong and stoic as he imagined.

She was still not strong enough, she was still so fragile and weak that she fell, in that pool of blood,

The white face was glued with large patches of bright red blood, some of which were due to long-term weathering and sun exposure.

And it dried, and it became black, and an animal covered in red blood and black blood fell in the weeds,

I can't see that it's still like a living thing, so I have to fall there still,

Even the white fluff on the body is not easy to see.

It can be summed up by just one word "miserable".