Although the words came out of Lingxi's mouth like this, things were not so simple. She saw with her own eyes that the woman was on her cheek, and the next drop of blood on the scar, Huang suddenly saw her own separated soul, falling to the ground, her fingers crawling forward, and she didn't know what she was groping.

There was a variety of laughter swirling in his ears, and there was always a hint of sarcasm in his voice. A lot of things have become useless, making people feel that life is so boring and uncolorful.

"Beilan family..... I'll take your blood unceremoniously, but don't forget how you talked to me in the first place. Even for that little bit of a pitiful dream, you'll live well, but for you it's all a dream. May you continue to live in this humble soil, waiting to burst and die, this is what I want to see. ”

Lingxi walked to Beilan Laiye's side, and she squatted down.

"You! .... What are you going to do! ”

Beilan Laiye looked at the figure nearby, her face gradually became larger, the soul power on her body fell into a deep sleep again, and her vision gradually blurred.

I felt a little sluggish in my heart, and I was a little exhausted, and I turned over and lay down in the middle of the road, the withered flowers and vegetation were fading their luster little by little, and the petals fell all over the body, as if they were filled with spells, and there was always a hollowness in my heart.

The feeling of fragmentation in the body became heavier and heavier, and I inadvertently felt a familiar stimulating sensation, in this boundless long timeline, the blood and spiritual veins began to automatically shatter, break, and expand, and when they reached a critical point, they began to re-stitch and reconnect, until the body continued to coincide in this repetition until it was perfect.

Unconsciously, there are many other situations near Lingquan, in that constant yearning, like the hidden fragrance of the path, among the sea of snow, Youyi Chong hope is always waiting for himself, and that hope has also done everything for himself.

"The broken body is really not beautiful at all, I finally came out of this ghost gate, but I didn't expect to float in the air and see my body, lying on the ground, it's really hard to say!"

Beilan Laiye's soul wandered outside the body, her eyes were full of sadness, constantly covering her head, constantly thinking about the impossible, she was able to see some things that should not exist in this world, and those memories that did not belong to her were slowly reviving and waking up.

At this moment, it was very clear and clear, and those memories that had been sealed for more than ten years were like a spiritual vein being opened, and gradually surfaced.

"Who is it, gently pushed yourself!"

Describing his current situation lightly, Beilan Laiye sighed slightly, and clearly felt that someone behind him was pushing him with his hand, as if he wanted to push himself back.

His expression was indifferent, and he didn't panic at all.

Life that has become commonplace, boring but interesting and eternal.

The gates of hell opened and closed, and the veins were repaired in an instant, and the soul gradually returned to the body, as if it had slept like a nightmare, slowly waking up from the ground.