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Standing outside the window was a familiar snowbird, which often appeared around Yuan Qinqin, but could not say anything.

It tilted its head for a moment to look at the three girls inside.

Two of them sat facing each other on the bamboo bed, looking calm and peaceful, as if they had fallen asleep.

The other one in a blue dress also stared intently at the two little sisters in front of him, for fear of missing something or hurting someone.

The Snowbird didn't see the fame, but it remembered it all, flapped its wings and flew away, farther and farther.

The purple spiritual imprint finally formed in Yuan Qinqin's sea of knowledge, and it hit the middle of Huang Youyi's forehead with a pop.

Yuan Qinqin herself was not uncomfortable, but after she entered Huang Youyi's sea of knowledge, she clearly felt that Huang Youyi's mental power was shocked the moment she broke in.

Both of them had the feeling of being hit hard by something at this time, making people want to open their eyes immediately and repel each other.

Huang Jiayi looked worriedly at the two people who originally had a calm expression, and suddenly her face became a little sad and distorted.

"How are you?" She asked, and immediately swallowed her own voice.

At this time, it's better not to bother.

Seeing that the two of them did not make any further movements, she had to sit down again with trepidation, just a little shallow next to the edge of the bench.

Huang Youyi's voice sounded in Yuan Qinqin's mind.

"Quiet, relax, it's me."

"Ah Qin, you hurry up and finish, my head is so dizzy."

It was also the first time for Yuan Qinqin to run into the sea of consciousness of a sober person like this, and this feeling was like squeezing into a fully loaded bus.

There is nowhere to put your feet at all, and your face is against the door, and as soon as you open the door, you can be squeezed out in minutes.

She barely managed to stand on her feet.

The Divine Sense Mark was also refined by the psychic soul, a part of the soul, and she felt that she had appeared in a bright world in its entirety.

This is the ghost is using the Psionic Eye to create enough space for himself, right?

"Thank you. Are you better? She wasn't sure if she felt the same way as Huang Youyi, but she felt less dizzy and sad than she had just now.

She clearly knew that if Huang Youyi was unwilling at this time, her wisp of life soul would definitely be squeezed to death by the powerful soul of the original owner outside.

"It's better, this is where my spiritual eye is, you follow what is written in the book, don't make a mistake." Huang Youyi's voice is stable, and it seems that it should be fine.

The steps written in the book!

It's time to put your memory to the test.

She is usually very aggressive, sometimes childish, and she can play with precocious teenage girls like the Huang sisters in ancient society.

But in fact, she is already several generations older than them, and according to the rules here, the children are all older.

Originally, her memory was not so good, but fortunately, she played a role at this time, and clear patterns appeared in front of her.

After forming the seal, use it to channel your spiritual power into the world of spiritual eyes.

The current location of the person I wanted to connect with, then the place, then the face.

At last.......

With Yuan Qinqin's meditation, the originally bright space was mixed with fog and darkness little by little.

Yuan Qinqin only felt a cold aura emanating from her body: Is this the reaction you will have when you enter the demon realm?

A whirlpool appeared in front of a thick fog, sucking all the mist into it, and finally a circular door appeared.

The door seems to have a barrier as transparent as glass.

On the side blocked by the "glass", it was pitch black, somewhat similar to the door I had seen before, and there was a rumbling thunder rolling on it, and a thick electric flash like a giant python flashed.

Yuan Qinqin stretched out her hand first, and her palm touched the tumbling electric light, and the feeling of being struck by lightning instantly spread all over her body, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and her brain was numb.

...... you go out, you can see your children when you go out.

Yuan Qinqin trembled violently, and finally threw herself in, and the whole person did not enter the door.

In the Floating Slaughter Realm, Obsidian sat on the throne in the Demon Palace as usual to cultivate, and his heart was sometimes empty, sometimes filled with boundless anger.

From the outside, the old lord on the throne was wrapped in a black demonic fog at this time, and with a certain law, this demonic fog was constantly shrinking and letting go.

The human figure wrapped inside is constantly pulsing.

On this day, Dim Yao's spirit has been unable to concentrate, and there are distracting thoughts in his mind that continue to flash away, and even bring the consciousness in his mind to a drowsy and to different situations.

He suddenly thought of his childhood, suddenly thought of the ancestor Demon King Yue, and suddenly, he thought of some thoughts that would make him extremely sad and shaken, and almost tortured himself to the point of wanting to lose his mind.

The thoughts whispered in his ears in different voices:

"The only thing Demon King Yue did wrong was to treat Reifeng as a true friend."

"And what about Obsi, didn't he treat you Feng Liuli as the best brother if he did wrong in his life?"

"Obsidian hasn't done anything to hurt you."

These thoughts spread out like poison, and it took almost no effort to occupy his entire sea of consciousness, and the ethereal echoes reciprocated.

The demonic fog around the "Old Venerable Lord" became even thicker.

"No, it's what they deserve. The existence of obsia is my magic barrier. ”

"What about Qin Yutong? Should Yu Hitomi also have this "end"? ”

Feather Hitomi ....... The feather pupil was an accident. It was herself, and her own choices brought her misfortune.

A familiar voice suddenly sounded, it was a dark voice: "Feng Liuli, you don't even dare to admit it, what a coward, she died for you, she died because of you...... ”

The "Old Lord" shouted: "No! You are talking nonsense!! They all deserve it, and they all deserve to die! ”

Someone outside the hall was watching, whispering.

"Oh no, the old lord looks a little crazy."

"Shh......, what kind of person is the old lord, he will definitely be able to come out of the demonic barrier. Don't bother him at this time. ”

After a simple communication between the two demon attendants, they silently changed shifts.

The newcomer stood in the same place as before, and he didn't hear the roar coming from the temple behind him.

If you think you hear it, don't you seek your own death? The demon attendants in this demon palace trembled, fearing that the old lord would be wrong, and his eyes fell on him again.

The old lord on the throne was dark, no, it should be that Feng Liuli had completely fallen into some kind of crazy mood.

The first half of his life was echoing in front of him, in his mind, and in the space of his divine consciousness, reminding him all the time that it was not that person, but Feng Liuli.

His eyes opened instantly, and the blood red inside was red, and finally the demonic mist around his body was collected into his body, and the whole person exuded an unstoppable arrogance.

You're right, I'm not Obsidian, I'm Wind Glass.

But so what? (To be continued.) )