Late at night, the moon and stars are scarce.

Ning Que took advantage of Lin Xue's deep sleep to come to the courtyard and sit cross-legged, before accepting the inheritance of the Destruction Martial Soul, he must put his soul and body in a perfect state, reduce or avoid the repulsion between the two, and make it a whole.

To do this, there are two ways to do this.

The soul and the body itself.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Que and I quickly entered the mysterious state, trying to capture the breath of destruction in the depths of the soul, to copy, to delineate, to perceive.

Gradually, a black smoke appeared above Ning Que's head, black and faint, and dispersed with the wind.

An atmosphere of suppressed horror lingered throughout the courtyard.

In an instant, the insects and frogs near the courtyard all disappeared.

Quiet dropping a pin can be heard.

This situation remained like this for about an hour, and then Ning Que opened his eyes, his dark eyes were even deeper, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The hook of the breath of destruction at the soul was unexpectedly smooth.

Next is the body.

Ning Que stood up and put a boulder on his shoulder, and then began to jog around the courtyard.

It's an effective way to work on your coordination.

The pressure extends from the shoulders down to the waist, to the legs, and then to the feet.

And with the running, all aspects of the body react positively, to the extent that they are handy.

Of course, the most important thing is that Ning Que can feel that as he keeps running, the foreign soul and this body are getting more and more harmonious, and the feeling of weirdness and obstruction is getting lighter and lighter.

This is Ning Que's purpose, when the soul and body are completely and perfectly fused without distinguishing from each other, it is the time to inherit the Destruction Martial Soul.

Out of the stinky sweat, Ning Que took a cold shower directly.

Then go back to the house and rest.

Lin Xue's smaller and thin body curled up in the corner, frowning and snorting a few times from time to time, and Ning Que found that Lin Xue's eyelashes were very long, and when they blinked, they were like a fan, fluttering and fluttering, which was actually a little pleasing to the eye.

Quietly go to bed.

In the next half a month, Ning Que has been carrying out the above-mentioned repetitive exercises, the effect is very good, the spirit and spirit are perfectly integrated, and the whole person has a feeling of being as light as a swallow and handy.

And Lin Xue still goes out early and returns late to do laundry to make money.

During this period, he bought a few animal legs for Ning Que, and even a new set of clothes.

For Lin Xue, Ning Que went from the initial horror rejection, to pity, to habit.

There are even subtle changes that I haven't even felt.

Three days later, late at night, in the dense forest a few miles away from the Lin family.

Tonight, Ning Que plans to inherit the Destruction Martial Spirit, because the movement is too huge, and he must stay away from the Lin family, otherwise there will be unexpected trouble.

Kneeling cross-legged on the stone and taking a deep breath, Ning Que began to accept the inheritance of the Destruction Martial Soul.

First of all, I entered the state of inner vision, and after observing several times and finding no abnormalities, my mind began to sink slightly.

The black hair was fluttering, the robe was ancient, and two black gases appeared in a pair of dark eyes.

Black gas squirms.

Then the top of the head, the face, the arms, the palms.....

All of them have black gas spilling out.

Sou!

The night breeze blows.

The black gas rises against the storm.

Directly shrouded Ning Que and then drowned.

From the outside, Ning Que's figure was no longer visible.

And almost at the moment when the black gas appeared, all the birds, beasts, fish, and insects in the forest disappeared and quieted down.

And the range of radiation is expanding.

Three miles, five miles, ten miles.

The black is becoming richer, the breath is becoming stronger, the stars and silver moon above are obscured, and the heavens and the earth are shrouded in darkness.

A night breeze blew.

The wind seemed to carry a terrifying breath, blowing the lake water, blowing away the breath, and waking up countless powerhouses in Qingyang Town.

One by one, they were sweating profusely and their faces were shocked.

This scene lasted for several hours before it slowly ended, and when Xingyue reappeared, the warriors of Qingyang Town seemed to be reborn after the catastrophe.

Then he hurried out and gave orders to investigate the origin of this breath.

Whew......!

Ning Que slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, his face was a little tired, but his eyes were happy, the destruction of the martial soul was successfully inherited, and with a movement of his heart, a falling leaf fell into his hand.

The fallen leaves turned gray and black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the night breeze blew the ashes and disappeared.

"This is the power of destruction, finally back!"

Ning Que whispered, losing Fang to know that it was precious, and the weakness of more than a month made him restless.

Thankfully, it's starting to get better.

Straighten out and stride.

Bang la blah.

The wind blew before the people went far, and all the trees and flowers that were originally intact were reduced to ashes.

........

The next day, in the evening.

Ning Que was still lying on the bed, inheriting the martial soul was very draining, and he slept all day.

Bang la blah.

It's raining.

The raindrops made a "rustling" sound on the screen window and on the branches and leaves in front of the door, accompanied by the "bang-bang" sound of Lin Xue washing and chopping wood and vegetables.

It was truly a great harmony and comfort.

Ning Que closed his eyes and enjoyed quietly.

Suddenly, there was a commotion and the sound of crying.

Ning Que stood up from the bed suddenly, because the owner of the crying voice was Lin Xue.

Step out quickly.

"You ugly bastard, can you not walk around in the Lin family, I thought I saw a ghost at night!"

"That's it, Ma De, you look so ugly, if you weren't with me, I wouldn't dare to pass through here alone, I'm afraid of being scared to death!"

"Hurry up and roll the Lin family, you ugly bastard might as well die!"

Two or three disciples of the Lin family sneered at Lin Xue with umbrellas.

Lin Xue was already soaked, her head was lowered and she was trembling, and her face had a scarlet slap print, which looked extremely pitiful.

The basket had been shattered, and the firewood inside was scattered all over the ground.

The rain poured on the body was cold, but there was far from the despair in her heart, Lin Xue didn't understand why others were born with their parents' love, but she didn't.

Why is it that others are as beautiful as flowers and cherished, but she is as feared as a ghost.

Why is his life so bitter?

Perhaps, she really shouldn't have lived, she should have died.

Suddenly, Lin Xue felt that her hands had fallen into a warm place.

My heart trembled and I couldn't help but look up, but when I saw Ning Que's still dull gaze, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and a little lonely in my heart!

There is always poetry in the girl's heart, who doesn't want her husband to be a hero of the world, to be able to protect herself, give herself a sense of security, and stand up when she is bullied!

"Hey, I'll go, this big fool still knows how to protect his daughter-in-law, but he can also understand it, with his current IQ, I'm afraid he can only distinguish between male and female, and he can't see beauty and ugliness!"

Lin Song said loudly with a strange smile.

"Hey, the genius who once dazzled us and looked up to has turned into a mentally retarded, it's really embarrassing, the eldest lady and others have made a lot of money, and they may have a chance to enter the sect at the end of the year!"

Lin Song was very envious.

"Yes, the high-level fire martial soul of the character, a good thing!"

"Hey, do you think the children they gave birth to are stupid or ugly, ahhahaha!"

Listening to the ridicule in her ears, Lin Xue was bitter and angry in her heart, her hands clenched tighter and tighter, and her nails poked into Ning Que's flesh.

Smack!

A few drops of blood dripped on the ground, rippling along the rain, Lin Xue reacted and quickly let go, but saw that Ning Que's face did not change and his brows did not wrinkle.

The next moment.

The palm of his hand was held by Ning Que again, and Lin Xue was surprised to find that Ning Que's Mu Ran's eyes fluctuated for the first time.

Pity, anger, gentleness.....

Lin Xuerou felt that her heart was touched fiercely, and Ning Que's immovable and unsparkling gaze seemed to be filled with endless magic power in her eyes at this time, and it stabbed into his heart fiercely.

A sense of security that I had never felt before swept through my body.