"The book of life prompts again, 10 points against the sky."

The old-fashioned voice of the Book of Destiny came again.

"You! Say! ”

Xin Lin gritted his teeth.

She decided, next time, she will never use any fate-breaking book prompts, this is simply a trick prompt, bargain for half, and it will tell half of the answer!

"Corpse King. The strength of the life lord's physical body is not enough, and the first few times, when Fuxi's qi erupted, it was the corpse king who came to help. ”

After the anti-heaven book pit Xin Lin by 20 points, he was silent.

The hooligan corpse came to help, and Xin Lin was like being struck by lightning.

Could it be that the Fuxi Qi in her body has always been very unstable, and the reason why she didn't have an attack earlier was because of the presence of a hooligan corpse?

The rogue corpse will actually help her, how is this possible, that guy has been talking coldly to himself, looking cold, where does he look like someone who will help.

Xin Lin recalled, indeed, since she got the Fu Tian Dan, Fu Tian Dan and the Book of Destiny Against Heaven were integrated, Fu Xi's qi never attacked.

But she didn't have any impression at all.

Xin Lin recalled that under the severe pain, in the depths of her mind, a scene flashed extremely quickly.

That scene was like a dream, she had never really noticed it before, but tonight, under the stimulation of the same scene and the Fuxi Qi in her body, she actually remembered something.

At night, on the bed, she was rampage in her body because of Fuxi's qi, and she unconsciously curled up into a ball.

The tall figure of a man appeared in front of the bed.

He looked at her with a low brow, his eyes cold.

He reached out and untied her clothes, his long, cold fingers gently caressing her body, and although the fingers were cold to the bone, they had a mysterious power.

Under the influence of that force, the Fuxi Qi in her body slowly tame and regained calm.

The memory regressed like a tide, Xin Lin was full of excitement, and the roots of his ears turned red.

This memory, when Xin Lin woke up, he had a vague impression.

But she always thought it was just a spring dream.

It's just that the protagonist of Chunmeng is a hooligan corpse, which Xin Lin absolutely can't accept, so she takes it for granted that she thinks it's a dream.

It's not a dream, it's all true!

"So, the rogue corpse is really ...... Looks like I'm wrong about him......"

Thinking of Xiao Xin Zhuo's words earlier, Xin Lin couldn't help but regret it, she was already in a cold sweat in pain, and gradually, she lost consciousness.

It's dawning, and it's a new day.

In a tavern in Zixiao City, a drunkard was drunk and hazy, grabbed the guy who was about to deliver the wine, and nagged.

"Man, have you heard, there's something big going on in the city."

"I heard it early in the morning, saying that it was Taoyao Pavilion that abolished a few people last night, tsk, but they are all ruffians in the city, and they have done all the bad things on weekdays, but now there is retribution, which is really happy."

"Who told you about Taoyao Pavilion, I'm talking about the Taiyi Mansion, and the Taiyi Mansion died last night."

"Something happened to the Imperial Doctor's Mansion?"

When the man heard this, he came to the spirit.

In the corner of the tavern, someone who was drinking froze for a moment.

"How can it be, the one who died was the steward of the Imperial Doctor's Mansion, named Chu Yuan."

"That guy isn't a good guy, how did he die?"

"He who was burned by fire was said to be for the Savior......"

The scourge has been left for thousands of years, and the little one is really fine.

Someone put down the cup, but the unhappiness in his heart dissipated.

"Guest, your wine."

The man came back to his senses and brought the wine, but there was still someone at the table.