Chapter 64, Voice

It's a bit of a pity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info hadn't seen her all night, and he missed her so much. I wondered if I should be cheeky to bother, but I thought that if she was practicing, it would not be good.

He took a turn outside the side hall with luck, and the doors and windows were still closed. I had to walk back to the main hall in a daze. After thinking about it, he also closed the doors and windows. took out the jade slip of "Punishing God".

The thing was rolled into a cylinder with a silver seal on it.

He penetrated with his soul sense, and the seal immediately disintegrated and melted! Is it really his soul sense? It made his heart skip a beat.

The latch opens automatically. "Brush" and unfold more than three feet long. Before he could take a closer look, he shrank and turned into a golden light, flying into his eyebrows.

In my head, it's like falling into a piece of ice. An absolute cold, slowly descending. It is like a large silver character condensed by ice and snow, occupying the sky above the sea of knowledge.

Zhu Shen: At the beginning of the Taishi, Hongmeng was not enlightened, and there was a series of dark ones, gathering the power of things to punish the gods in a moment......

Looking at it for a moment, my soul was frozen.

This set of exercises is not like the general secret book of the Immortal Sect, there are mental methods, spells, and formulas for various stages such as foundation building, body refining, knotting, and Yuan Infant.

Among the "punishing gods", there are only eight major moves. The changes are endless, the subtlety is profound, like the ocean of depth. This ocean, filled with darkness and murderous power, was born to destroy everything.

According to the annotation in the big silver characters, the real "Zhu Shen" has been practiced, and it can confront all the gods, destroy the universe, and shatter the universe!

Above the sea, there is a white phantom cast by ice and snow, deducing one move and one style. His appearance is blurred, but the evolution of his movements is extremely clear.

If you look at it carefully, you can't help but be frightened. In his life, the three forms of punishing the gods that he created by himself seemed to refer to a little bit of it.

Although he only had a little fur, he was chased by the major immortal sects and escaped repeatedly. If you practice the whole exercise, you won't really be able to punish the gods, right?

When I think about it, my heart almost froze. Good and dignified, what does he do to punish God? He has no enmity with the gods!

Besides, when they got married, how did they congratulate them?

Someone won't dig a trap for him to jump on, right?

He is used to being calculated, and he is more suspicious than a fox who is chased all day long. But if there is a clue that is wrong, we will be careful to wait and see, and never rush forward.

As soon as his mind turned, the great temptation that the Divine Punishment Exercise had for him suddenly receded like a tide. A lot of doubts came to mind.

First, such a powerful anti-heaven exercise, doesn't Jin Xuan covet it at all? When he delivered the exercises, he mentioned the word "punishing the gods"!

Even if he is open-minded, he has no interest in the exercises. However, as a friend in his previous life, Jin Xuan didn't mind that he practiced this skill at all, and he might do something rebellious?

Second, this exercise does not appear sooner or later, just when he is in internal and external difficulties, and on the eve of foreseeing a large-scale war, it suddenly falls from the sky, is this too coincidental?

Third, the soul consciousness sealed on the jade slip, although it has the same origin as him, is surprisingly cold.

Is he that ruthless? He's obviously a gentle and quiet beautiful man! Could it be that someone has done something to seal the soul consciousness that is used to seal it is not his at all?

The so-called power of matter is clearly a kind of power that is opposed to the aura of heaven and earth and is hidden deep in the darkness. After practicing such exercises, he had no idea what kind of path he would take.

Perhaps, it will turn into a demon!

If you are cold and hot in the hollow, you can't make up your mind.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to put the "Zhu Shen" on the shelf first. Wait until you're calm, and then think about it!

If you are not completely sure, you will never practice this exercise!

He looked at the blue mirror stone on the bracelet. The heart that goes up and down slowly settles.

It's amazing. He was wary of everyone. Only for the goblins, there has never been a trace of suspicion.

Perhaps, this can only be explained by fate?

Yu Ruokong silently unscrewed the blue lens the size of a fingernail and looked at the round bean-sized stone inside for a while. I wanted to ask her how she was, but I was afraid of disturbing her, so I turned around for a while, and I was quietly distracted.

He forgot that this magical mirror stone could use soul sense to communicate.

At this time, Hua Xilie was meditating and healing, but he heard his fluttering voice in his hand: "I don't know what happened to her...... That guy has a thin face, and he would rather die than be beautiful, and he won't admit that he was injured. But I don't know that I know it, and I'm so worried that I can't live in peace...... Hey, I haven't seen her all night, it's like three autumns, if I leave her in the future, won't I die? No, how can you leave? She is my wife, my man in life, and my ghost in death. Heaven and earth, this thing can't change. What am I worried about......"

Hua Xilie was dumbfounded. The voice was weird, like talking to himself.

Her head has not been cleverly encountered once in a hundred years: this guy is missing her in front of the mirror stone!

There were scattered thoughts in her head, but she didn't know that they had all reached her. At the beginning, hearing him say that she wanted to save face, Hua Xilie wanted to scold him; After hearing it, I was stupid.

What does it mean that life is your person, and death is your ghost! It should be the other way around!

She lowered her eyes and let every fragment of his words reach her ears. My heart is quiet, as if it is empty, and it seems to be stuffed with people, and I can't tell what it feels like.

According to her previous stubbornness, listening to his words, she should have been smug and replied to him, "If you are afraid of leaving me, you will obediently obey ......", but at this moment, when she listened to his unintentional confession, her head was empty and she couldn't say a word.

I almost forgot to breathe.

After a while, I heard him sigh softly and close the mirror stone. The soul consciousness never came again.

Hua Xilie sat quietly in the closed room, as if someone had cast a spell, and felt fascinated and demonic power surged. The heart is like being burned by a soldering iron.

You can't do a good cultivation.

She lifted her hands and looked at them. Nourished by demonic power, the burning sensation has been relieved. The traces also faded, and if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't be able to tell that she had been injured. It's just that a large part of the body is missing, and that emptiness and pain cannot be eliminated.

In a short period of time, no matter how much cultivation is to no avail.

Hua Xilie sighed and got off his seat. I changed into a cherry red dress. Opened the door and walked out.

Yu Qiao rushed to his face, "Niangniang! ā€

As if he didn't see it, Hua Xilie walked straight over. Yu Qiao is like a puppy, with small broken steps, not far and not close behind.

Outside the main hall, another Lin Fengnian pounced. It was as if she was carrying flesh and bones, and her eyes were full of watery pity.

"Sister...... No, sissy! ā€

Hua Xilie said coldly, "Go aside." ā€

Lin Fengnian and Yu Qiao immediately obediently shrank aside, and watched her walk into the emperor's study reverently and infatuatedly.

A surprised and gentle voice came from inside, "You're here?" ā€

Hua Xilie is inexplicably weak-hearted. Pretending to be leisurely, he looked at the calligraphy and paintings in the study. Acting a little cold.

Yu Ruokong stepped forward and took her hand and asked east and west. She cherished words like gold, and replied "impatiently". It's just that for the sake of his crazy thoughts, "reluctantly" chattered with him.

Speaking of which, it is also the responsibility of the wife.

"Are you healed?" Hua Xilie asked lightly, "Do you have dizziness?" "I'm the one who should ask this!" How do you feel? ā€

"I'm fine." Hua Xilie looked directly at him and said, "Look at me, do you look like I'm hurt?" ā€

Looking at her face, her complexion is indeed bright and compelling. Could it be that he was overthinking? If so, it couldn't be better. Couldn't be better!

The big stone in his heart fell, and he swelled up, and suddenly leaned close to her ear and asked, "That...... Who helped me change my clothes last night? "Maybe I'm not very good at this flirting, and I forgot to call myself "I".

Hua Xilie glanced at him, "Who else but me?" ā€

Empty: "......"

He wanted to play with her, but he didn't expect that her frank face couldn't be more natural.

He himself was unproductive, and his face was flushed. After glaring at her for a long time, he was a little annoyed and angry, and said leisurely, "Since this is the case, there will be all Queen Lao in the future." ā€