Once again, I was possessed by alien energy! Little monkey, I'm not done with you!

He Xiangtian was frightened and angry, his body was snatched by others again and again, and each snatch pushed him to the brink of death, am I a good bully?

At this time, the humanoid ball of light released another figure, and the figure gradually enlarged, and it was about to reunite with He Xiangtian himself. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The previous figure had already made He Xiangtian fall asleep unconsciously, and with this one, he couldn't resist sleepiness, even if there was a Qiankun bag, I am afraid that it would not be able to escape its clutches.

Since I can't stop you, then I won't fight for this body, and I won't let you use my body to do evil.

A trace of resoluteness flashed in He Xiangtian's eyes, and he immediately urged the flesh-colored figure, and ignored its manic power, and directly pushed it into the flesh.

As soon as the new figure released by the humanoid light ball coincided with He Xiangtian's own body, the figure operated by He Xiangtian also happened to be embedded in the flesh and skin, which made him feel the pain of a knife. The figures increased and decreased, avoiding the spell of slumbering again.

The Qiankun bag on the side noticed the abnormality and wanted to ask what was going on, but it was afraid that such a question would destroy its well-informed image, and it was ashamed to say it. But curiosity is at work, and I really want to ask.

So it was very entangled, tangled for a long time, and finally decided to satisfy its curiosity and come forward to ask for clarification.

But at this time, He Xiangtian had already entered a state of meditation and couldn't be disturbed, which also made Qiankun Bag crazy.

Time passed little by little, He Xiangtian's whole body was red, sweating profusely, and there was still white smoke on his body, and the pain in it was self-evident.

The flesh-colored figure is like a high-temperature sharp knife, steaming, roasting and cutting in the flesh, sizzling.

And He Xiangtian's skin and flesh were like a swamp, sticking the flesh-colored figure in it, making the whole discharge process very long and painful.

The flesh-colored figure swelled little by little, burning the flesh around it red, burning the pores to the point that it was sweat or oil. The flesh and skin filtered by the flesh-colored figure became much more crystalline, with a little chaotic color in the crystal, but it was more transparent.

The skin and flesh seem to be very cool after this change, but it is difficult to hide the damage that the flesh-colored figure has done to He Xiangtian.

After a quarter of an hour of suffering, He Xiangtian had already lined up the first flesh-colored figure in the middle of the flesh, and there was still half the way to succeed.

But at this time, He Xiangtian was already miserable. In the billowing white smoke, his face was already distorted, and the left and right sides of his face struggled to become large and small, uneven, and his lips were chapped, his teeth were trembling, and the corners of his eyes were cracked due to excessive hideousness.

In addition, He Xiangtian's panting voice became weak, and his pulse beat quickly and weakly. This kind of torment is comparable to the pain before the explosion of the underworld.

If this continues, He Xiangtian will definitely pass out. Once unconscious, with the increase of flesh-colored figures, even if there is a spiritual cry of the Qiankun bag, it will not wake up again, after all, the sleepiness of the flesh-colored figure will be superimposed, and it is irresistible sleepiness.

He Xiangtian judged that as long as the humanoid light ball released another figure, it would be enough to make him sleep again.

Calculate the time, and it's time for the humanoid ball of light to release light and shadow again.

Sure enough, the humanoid ball of light trembled slightly, and with a "pop" sound, a fist-sized flesh-colored figure was released, and the figure grew slowly, without sadness or joy.

Possession will be more terrifying than death!

I'm fighting with you!

He Xiangtian held his scarred body and soul and continued to push the figure, even if there was a second of hope left, he would not give up.

The flesh-colored figure embedded in the flesh swelled at an accelerated pace, burning the next inch of He Xiangtian's skin.

He Xiangtian sweated like rain, smoke billowed out, and the doubling pain landed on He Xiangtian like a lightning strike.

Fortunately, He Xiangtian had suffered the pain of the explosion, and his body had already developed a certain resistance to the pain, otherwise he would have been unable to bear it under such a huge pain.

Suddenly, a drop of muddy sweat with a small black thread appeared at He Xiangtian's temple, and then, the pores of his whole body were overflowing with this kind of sweat with black threads, and the white smoke on his body gradually turned into black smoke.

The most amazing thing is that with the discharge of black substance, the color of the flesh-colored figure quickly fades. The faded figure is easy to operate, the speed of expansion becomes faster, and the pain caused is several times lighter.

This also made He Xiangtian see hope, there is really no way out of doubt, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Before the new figure coincided with the ontology, the figure controlled by He Xiangtian swelled with all his might, with the purpose of rushing out before the new figure coincident ontology to avoid a new round of sleep.

In the process of the expansion of the figure, the black substance in He Xiangtian's body also bubbled out, which made him feel indescribably refreshing and comfortable, in addition, he felt that his body had become much lighter, very elegant, as if he was much closer to the world, it was really a wonderful feeling.

Born in sorrow and dying in peace, He Xiangtian's mind was sober in this wonderful feeling, maybe this is the trick of the humanoid light fan to confuse himself, so He Xiangtian can't be careless, can't relax, bite a breath, and desperately push the flesh-colored figure out.

Call......

He Xiangtian accidentally took a breath, originally wanted to save this breath to push the figure to swell, but the figure disappeared in an instant, which was similar to the feeling of suddenly stepping on the air when going down the stairs, which made people feel excited.

It was difficult to move an inch just now, and I was ready to make a heroic sacrifice, and now it is so easy to solve, it is indeed an unexpected and huge surprise.

He Xiangtian suppressed the fluctuation of his mood, immediately manipulated other figures, and embedded them in the flesh.

The second figure was discharged three breaths earlier than the first, and successfully avoided another slumber.

He Xiangtian breathed a sigh of relief and stopped to rest for a while.

Inadvertently, He Xiangtian wiped a handful of sweat and found that the sweat was an oily black substance, with a pungent smell, which was very disgusting.

Could it be my body dirt? He Xiangtian sensed the situation in his body again, and he was surprised to find that the external pressure of the inflated figure had been reduced a lot, and the difficulty and pain of arranging the figure had been reduced several times. In addition, the new figure causes much less sleepiness than the previous one.

Could it be that the body scale prevents the discharge of the figure and causes drowsiness?

If this is the case, He Xiangtian is very willing to expel the dirt in his body, because after discharge, his skin and flesh will become crystal clear, his body will be comfortable, and his senses will be much closer to the whole world.

In addition, the pain caused by the burning and scraping of the figures on his body is also slowing down.

In a word, the body and soul are baptized and sublimated, and this feeling is wonderful.

After resting, He Xiangtian continued to arrange people, black sweat was dripping, black smoke was billowing out, and a pungent smell quickly spread throughout the secret room.

The time it took for the third figure to be two-thirds of the time of the first one, was shortened by nearly a quarter of an hour, and the position where it disappeared was only slightly earlier than the first, not much changed.

The pain caused is also less than half of the first, although there are still some difficult to suffer, but He Xiangtian believes that as more and more people are discharged, the pain will continue to decrease.

The discharge of the third figure also pressed a large amount of body dirt out of He Xiangtian's body, and his body and soul were further baptized and sublimated.

Since the pain can be bearable, He Xiangtian does not rest, and after finishing the third, he ranks the fourth and fifth...... In this way, a day and a night passed, He Xiangtian was surrounded by body dirt into a chrysalis, and the body scale on the periphery had already been air-dried due to time, and it no longer flowed down, it was really like a lump of slightly air-dried cow shit, which was unsightly.

In addition, He Xiangtian's body is no longer smoking, and the secret room is no longer stinky, and there is a faint smell of body.

Although the Qiankun bag has thousands of years, it is actually a frog at the bottom of the well, because it is restricted, it is only a bag for thousands of years, so it does not understand the changes in He Xiangtian very well, and it can't help, so it has to watch with a blank eye.

Grasp the essence in the phenomenon, so as to know the rules of the phenomenon change.

Qiankun Bag was born in the laws of heaven and earth, and its ability to capture the rules of nature is naturally unparalleled. To be honest, if you practice a martial art, you only need to practice it once, and it will know what laws the martial arts use, and if you have difficulty cultivating, it can point out the mistakes with a sharp point, and this is its advantage.

If it is exposed to enough of the world, it will definitely be able to know astronomy and geography.

After a long period of contact, Qiankun Bag gradually understood the reason for He Xiangtian's change. In the thought of blessing and misfortune, if there is no perseverance inside, it is difficult to transform the resolute outside.

I hope He Xiangtian will have a great transformation from now on!

After waiting for a day and a night, Qiankun Bag was tired of it, and ran to the door to bask in the sun.

Qiankun Bag was also surprised that he would have such elegance, if it had been in the past, how could it be bored.

A thousand years as a bag and a thousand years of slavery, like going to prison, there is no tired of saying it at all. Now it is different, there is freedom, respect, and emotions are naturally enriched, and at the same time, there is also the right to indulge emotions, and boredom is one of them.

For He Xiangtian, Qiankun Bag naturally will not ignore it, it has already understood He Xiangtian's situation after several insights.

He Xiangtian was affected by the little monkey's "vomiting" substance, and produced a power in his body that could destroy his physical body, this power is very special, and at the same time of destruction, it will regenerate on the original basis and become more high-quality.

To put it simply, it is to wash the muscles and cut the marrow, there will be no danger to life, this is a great creation, and it depends on himself to what extent he can do it.

Qiankun Bag happily ran outside, the sun outside was very warm, it was quietly lying on the steps and enjoying, very comfortable.

The breeze blew, and the fallen leaves and bones tumbled, gently burying the palm-sized bag. Qiankun Bag thought it was very interesting, and it rolled back and forth under the pile of leaves, pressing the leaves "sizzling".

Hee-hee......

Qiankun enjoyed it very much, stealing Yu and laughing, as if it was playing tricks on the leaves, looking like he was entertaining himself.

Then, the Qiankun bag stood up, opened the mouth of the bag, and let the sunlight shine into the bag.

Qiankun Bag: (intoxicated) Wow! Collect the sunshine and bask your belly, yes! (Another light breeze blows) Wow, don't run my wind, come to my stomach (the mouth of the bag is tilted against the wind), little yellow leaves, you come too, hehe......

In this way, the Qiankun bag was bathed in the sun and breeze, playing happily, and this was the first time it enjoyed the right to freedom.

What a feeling!

When there is a master, the master occupies its consciousness, controls its actions, uses it to pretend to be whatever it wants, and when it is not used, it is tied up and lives a puppet-like life.

When there is no master, every day is robbed by swords and swords, the grass and trees are soldiers, and the panic cannot be all day, and if this is the case for a long time, it will be physically and mentally exhausted.

Now, it has followed He Xiangtian, a "fool", and unexpectedly got free. You can pretend to be whatever you like, go wherever you want, talk and be happy...... It's up to itself, that's how it wants to be.

Qiankun bag can have this kind of change, mainly thanks to He Xiangtian, without He Xiangtian's innocence, sincerity and friendliness, it would not be possible to find freedom.