42. The catastrophe of annihilation
"But you never felt bad...... I think maybe it's time for the wedding feast before you show your sadness and get drunk. But you, no one is more sober than you, no one cares less than you, and no one is calmer than you......"
The voice gradually became sad and sorrowful, with a slight cry, "Later, I thought, maybe the first marriage didn't stimulate you, so I kept marrying others, and kept asking you to draw a marriage fan, just to let you see me, even if you can see you unhappy once in these dozens of weddings, but ...... None of them, not once......"
As my heart gradually calmed down, I suddenly felt like laughing. If you really like me, how can you bear to stab me three times; If you really want to be nice to me, how can you use such means to kidnap me here? You said that you really wanted to be with me, why did you leave me like that 10,000 years ago? I can't figure it out, and I don't want to think about it anymore, the only thing I hope for at the moment is to wake up.
I forced myself to compose myself and carefully searched for the direction of each needle, and my whole body was no longer moving, but the blood was still flowing. Well, there is a way.
Master once said that if you feel pain and suffering, then you should be glad that you are alive and can still feel this pain and suffering. Although I don't know how much Yin damage this Xihua Mountain's Soul Breaker Needle has, maybe, I can regulate the blood and water, and repeatedly rush those three silver needles, and the pain it brings may be able to wake me up...... This is not a good way, at this moment, the direction of the silver needle does not harm my life, if it is a hard rush, the silver needle swims away, directly stabbing the vital point, so that the old lady's soul may not be broken today.
Even so, you have to give it a try.
I could even see the tip of the icy silver needle that had been washed away in the blood water through a silver arc, and the pain was like thunder hitting my head, and I wanted to explode the thing on it, but in an instant, the pain stopped, and my limbs stiffened.
I am afraid that this needle is useless, and just as I was about to rush down the needle, Meng Ze's voice sounded in my ears again.
"In those thirty-seven years, you never came to me once. I went to you, and I lay down for ten years under the thousands of fans you painted. During this period, you never thought about me, but your senior brother told me that you were not in the Great Brahma Yin Hall and coaxed me out. Where were you then, you never wanted to meet me......"
He put his palm on the center of my eyebrows, and I wanted to sit up and ask him back: When my mother's right heart was broken and almost hung up, where were you, Xuanjun?
At this moment, I didn't care about him anymore, I gathered my blood and rushed the silver needle in the center of my eyebrows, but I was shocked to find that this silver needle was very tricky, firmly rooted in the Yintang acupoint, and sealed the soul, and the blood could not be rushed for half a minute, even though it was painful when it was stabbed, but at this moment it was not half a point of pain.
You have to try all three needles to compare them to know which one hurts the most, so that you can concentrate on this one and wake up faster. So, when the blood and water rushed to the last socket, I didn't even think much about it, but tried half my strength to stimulate it.
But I just forgot that I still have seven silver threads sealed in my right heart. So I saw the scene of blood and water impact, silver needles running around, and sharp needle tips even piercing a few silver threads!
That pain is probably a little worse than ten thousand arrows piercing the heart!
I thought that the rupture of my right heart was the most painful 10,000 years ago, but I never expected that today, this pain is almost gone.
The dense pain was wanton, and the disrupted blood and water could not stop spasming with the whole body. I was finally awakened by this pain! The pain that erupted from the heart socket knocked Meng Ze away from him, and with a miserable and devastating cry, he hit his head on the bed rail, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood.
"Ah——!!!h