In Song Xiao's mind, the cosmic primordial crystal erupted with an unusually brilliant and magnificent light, and the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple alternately flowed, and its brilliance could faintly replace the sun as dazzling as the sky.

In an instant, a stream of mystical power poured into Song Xiao's lifeless body, turned into hundreds of limbs, and penetrated deep into the internal organs, causing Song Xiao's originally dead body to have a wonderful change.

In the visible changes, Song Xiao's original pale and stiff face gradually turned into ruddy and soft, and the original scars all over his body were healed, and even the fatal blood hole in his chest that was deep and visible was slowly healing.

Inside Song Xiao's body, those places that cannot be observed by the outside world have even more amazing changes.

His muscles, which had been nourished by the Force after breaking through the tenth-level mark at the Force level, became more refined and strong, and he was faintly able to burst out with more powerful power; His five internal organs, which had not been involved in his cultivation, were also nourished by the power of the mysteries, and more powerful vitality emerged, able to withstand more powerful physical impacts; Even his bones became stronger, as if they had been polished, emitting a mellow light, as if they had been turned into weapons, and the powerful power of the Dao emerged.

There is no doubt that the mystical power that emerged from the cosmic primordial crystal was strengthening Song Xiao's body, making it even more powerful, and allowing his body to burst out with more powerful power without being damaged.

"Hmm-" Song Xiao's eyebrows, which had been quiet because of death, suddenly moved, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and even his eye sockets moved slightly, as if he was about to wake up in the next moment.

Song Xiao clearly felt the brilliant light burst out of the cosmic primordial crystal in his mind, and then pulled his consciousness that had fallen into a dead silence back from the ghost gate, and the power of the Dao Mystic was like a trickle, exuding a comfortable warmth throughout his body, making his originally tired and painful body gradually regain its vitality.

"It can't be!" Li Xiaoman, who was far away, noticed this amazing scene and exclaimed inexplicably.

She clearly saw the bloody hole that penetrated Song Xiao's chest, and the deep wound that saw the bone left a deep impression on her, it was clearly an immediate mortal injury, how could Song Xiao survive?

On that day, Li Xiaoman also clearly remembered that he stabbed Song Xiao to death with a knife, and the touch of the blade piercing into the flesh and blood was clearly not wrong, and the impression of the pool of blood on the ground should not be biased.

Li Xiaoman looked at Song Xiao, who was gradually rejuvenating, in disbelief, and a trace of astonishing possibility flashed in his mind, as shocking as thunder and lightning that pierced the sky in the dark night.

Unless Song Xiao has some secrets?

"Turn off the live broadcast." Zhao Yuanfeng's voice was filled with inexplicable emotion.

"Huh?" Li Xiaoman was slightly stunned, obviously not understanding what Zhao Yuanfeng meant.

"I said turn off the live broadcast, immediately, immediately." Zhao Yuanfeng's eyes were inexplicably intimidating, and he looked at Li Xiaoman with an unquestionable order.

At that moment, Li Xiaoman had an illusion that if she didn't do it, the inheritance jade pendant would not be able to protect her, and Zhao Yuanfeng would obviously kill her at all costs.

It was clearly not a deliberative look, but a warning of the violator's death.

"Got it." Li Xiaoman took a deep breath, picked up the intelligent light brain, and used his authority to turn off the live broadcast.

The three-foot light screen silently disappeared into the Ability Battle Hall, leaving countless students watching confused and unaware of what was going on.

"Why did it suddenly turn off?" Some students wondered.

"Who knows, maybe it's over, so it's closed." Someone was unsure.

All the students of Imperial High School were talking about this.

At the same time as the light screen dissipated, Song Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, with an astonishing look in his eyes, and even more with a flash of colorful brilliance in his eyes.

Song Xiao got up gently, only to feel that there was an inexplicable vitality all over his body, it was clearly not the tired and painful body before he fell, and there seemed to be the strength of not vomiting and unhappy brewing all over his body, which made him want to find someone to try his strength.

Song Xiao subconsciously reached out and touched his chest, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, he remembered that he was clearly dead, how could he come back to life as if nothing happened.

"It was the Cosmic Crystal that saved me." Eventually, he thought of this possibility, just like the way he felt when he came to life in the alley, with the indescribable power of the cosmic primordial crystal.

"Great, you're not dead." A weak voice came from beside him, with Yan Wuluo's clear voice, but it was languishing.

Song Xiao turned his head and suddenly looked at Yan Wuluo, who had climbed to his side, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Yan Wuluo in front of him was no longer as beautiful as before, and the whole person was wearing a blood-stained red dress under the bruises, smiling at Song Xiao with inexplicable peace of mind in his eyes.

She is like a red butterfly dancing in the fire, with an inexplicable sense of poignancy.

Song Xiao just wanted to speak, but Yan Wuluo fainted, as if the big stone in his heart had suddenly fallen, and his consciousness lost the support of his last belief, and he fell into the darkness of a coma.

Song Xiao's lips moved slightly, and she didn't speak after all, but gently picked up Yan Wuluo, who fell to the ground, and gently placed it on her knees, brushing the messy hair that covered her face, revealing her tired face.

"Fool." After a while, Song Xiao looked at Yan Wuluo and said softly, with guilt in his words that only he knew.

The girl in front of her was like a pearl covered with dust, not at all the proud daughter of the sky who was in the eyes of the Imperial Gao Nei on weekdays, but more like a patient who had lived in the ward for a long time, haggard and languishing with an inexplicable ugly meaning.

Song Xiao was unmoved, reaching out and gently brushing Yan Wuluo's hair, letting the dry and split hair run through his palm, gently combing it neatly.

He deeply understands the psychology of girls who love beauty, and he can see that Yan Wuluo's dark and thick hair must have undergone a lot of salon-level maintenance, just like a conjuring pan.

But Yan Wuluo under her eyes is so ugly, her hair is dry and split, her skin is old and dark yellow, and her eyebrows and eyes are even more tired.

But in Song Xiao's eyes, she is the best-looking.

That woman doesn't love beauty, but only Yan Wuluo is willing to give up everything for Song Xiao and fight herself to the ground.

This is clearly an amazing emotion that Song Xiao had to be moved.

"What do you like about me?" Song Xiao muttered, he hugged the weak Yan Wuluo, slowly incorporated her shrunken body into his chest, and brought her cold body the warmth of his own.

Song Xiao knew that the girl in her arms was very different, her emotions were as resolute as herself, and she did not contain the slightest secular girl's view of money worship, and she fell in love with Song Xiao, a poor boy who had nothing.

This is clearly the opposite of Li Xiaoman, whom Song Xiao once loved.

Song Xiao thought that after experiencing Li Xiaoman's betrayal, he would no longer believe in love, but who knew that fate had played a big joke with him, Yan Wuluo, a young girl, broke into her heart without saying anything, with a lonely courage that moved Song Xiao.

They have clearly only met a few times, and the time they have spent together together is less than a day, and they seem to have come to this point today as if they have been entangled for a long time.

It seems that there is really a love at first sight existence in this world, which made Yan Wuluo fall in love with Song Xiao for the first time he met, and he can't let go of it in his heart anymore.

Yan Wuluo obviously deserves better, and there will be more powerful and well-established boys pursuing her, but she only values herself.

What an honor.

Holding Yan Wuluo in his arms, Song Xiao only felt that his long-wandering heart had a home and received some rare comfort.

"I was trapped by you." Song Xiao sighed deeply in his heart, and gently brushed Yan Wuluo's cheeks, as if he had made a lifelong promise, with an inexplicable solemn look.

In the end, Song Xiao gently placed Yan Wuluo in his arms on the ground, stood up and looked around, with inexplicable sadness in his eyes, and slowly swept over Saleng, Zhao Xiaoliang and Gu Yuan who were lying aside.

The vivid faces of the past jumped in his mind, but now they are all lying unconscious in a pool of blood, that scene quite stimulated Song Xiao's mind, making him subconsciously clench his fists.

"Angry?" A voice said lightly, it was Zhao Yuanfeng with strange eyes on the side, with an incomprehensible meaning.

Song Xiao smiled, his eyes surging with undisguised killing intent, and said coldly: "I will kill you today." ”

"Buzz."

With the light sound of the ability activation, Song Xiao's mind suddenly brightened, and the nine-colored elf with the golden crown suddenly appeared, and the six wings as thin as cicada wings flashed in his mind, with inexplicable excitement in his eyes, as if he was eager to try.

"Huh?" Song Xiao was surprised to feel the call of the nine-colored elves, and actually had a premonition that his body, enhanced by the cosmic primordial crystal, could withstand the negative effects of tearing his body after activating the second ability.

Song Xiao's gaze was strangely still, flashing with an astonishing nine-colored brilliance, and the whole person seemed to have broken through the boundary between reality and consciousness, and suddenly connected with the nine-colored elves.

"You're kidding." Zhao Yuanfeng's voice with ridicule spread throughout the audience.

Song Xiao didn't answer, but just used the Force of his whole body as the source of the activation ability, and summoned his second ability through his consciousness.

"Huh."

The next moment, Song Xiao only felt that the Force of his whole body had been absorbed by nearly thirty percent, and an astonishing nine-colored light flashed in front of him, and the nine-colored elf broke directly into reality from his mind.