The destruction of some things is only a matter of moments.

The unimaginable aura of silence entered Zhu Luan's body from through Song Huaizhu's palm, penetrated from her heart, flooded from head to feet, and penetrated throughout her body.

In an instant, the twelve main meridians and countless broken small meridians in Zhu Luan's body were completely destroyed and turned into powder, the points were wiped out, the bones in the body made a creaking and rubbing sound, and the waves in the girl's body were turbulent, and everything became chaotic and came to an end.

A sound of pain rose from the bottom of her throat, as if it was about to burst through the raging wind.

In this short moment, this girl endured unimaginable pain in this world, which is unbearable pain for even iron-clad men, and it is such a huge pain that squeezes out her first voice from beginning to end.

But this sound, a second before it rushed out of her throat, she didn't know what kind of force was forcibly choked, and it only turned into a faint roar at the bottom of her throat.

The voice was low and forbearing, but it seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

It is like the mournful cry of a bird of prey with folded wings, and it is like a dying whimper, and it is painful to hear.

Princess Jinyang, who was on the side, was struck by lightning, and her face became extremely pale.

She clutched her ears, tears rolling down her eyes.

Even in such pain, the girl still bit her lip and did not say a word.

"Ambitious." Song Huaizhu glanced at Zhu Luan and said.

After he said this, the wind that raged through the chamber suddenly stopped.

The majestic internal force that made it difficult to breathe also disappeared abruptly.

The whole chamber fell silent.

The silence was so unusual, as if it was not this room that was quiet, but the whole world, and the sounds of the world were gone.

There was no sound, so quiet that everything was gone.

It's silent.

Princess Jinyang's gasping sound broke the dead silence of the secret room, and she stood in front of the Tao female official, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Your Highness!" The corners of the Tao woman's eyes were red, and large tears flowed.

Princess Jinyang wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth rudely with her sleeve, and eagerly looked in the direction where Zhu Luan was.

The girl lay quietly on the bed, sweaty and heavy, her breath was gone, and she did not move.

Princess Jinyang's heart gave birth to a lot of fear, recalling the terrifying aura just now that seemed to be able to destroy the world, and she felt cold and piercing.

Did you lose her again?

Princess Jinyang's eyes were blood-red, and she stared at the man standing in front of Zhu Luan's bed like a statue, and her heart was full of remorse.

Song Huaizhu's hand had already been picked up from Zhu Luan's heart.

He stood in front of her bed, his thin body blocking most of her body, and also blocking the stormy past.

"I'll take care of the rest." Song Huaizhu's voice was a little tired, and he slowly turned around with a long knife in his left hand.

"What?" There were only two sober people here, and Princess Jinyang thought he was talking to herself.

She glared at Song Huaizhu hatefully. I was trying to mobilize the true qi of my whole body and give him a heavy blow when he was a little weak.

Ever since he first struck, she knew she wasn't his match, but she couldn't accept the murder he had just done.

Princess Jinyang raised her arm and was about to start.

"I see, leave it to me."

It was at this time.

A third man's voice rang out in the silent room.

The third person.

Behind him came the voice she was already familiar with.

Princess Jinyang's hand paused.

Behind him, a woman propped herself up with one hand on the bed.

Princess Jinyang had never opened her eyes so wide in her life.

The girl woke up.

The girl who was lying on the bed, with no breath at all.

Zhu Luan opened his eyes and woke up again.

Her face was pale, she still looked weak, and she gasped slightly.

Zhu Luan looked at Song Huaizhu's back with a long knife, and pursed his lips, as if he didn't know what to say.

After a moment of silence, he whispered, "Thank you." ”

Song Huaizhu didn't look back, and said in a flat voice: "No thanks." ”

In his life so far, Zhu Luan has rarely had the opportunity to feel that he is going to die.

Even though she had been seriously injured and near-dead several times, she felt that it was not a desperate situation.

Of course, it's a bit of a shame to say this, after all, she is a person who has died twice.

In the previous life, in the previous life, just when she felt that she couldn't die, she died inexplicably, and in this life, just when she felt that she was sure to die, she didn't die.

Even though her chest still hurts, she is still wheezing, but she is not dead.

The Grandmaster tried his best to the heart of an ordinary cultivator who had no realm, as if from the palm of the hand that destroyed the world and destroyed the earth, judging from various circumstances, he was putting people to death.

Or even murder with a knife.

But Zhu Luan knew.

None of this is so.

……

In the moment of turbulence in the secret room, the whole world in Zhu Luan's eyes became blurred.

She is Princess Yingluan, and she will not give up her dominance over her body regardless of whether she is dead or alive.

So her ** was unconscious, but her consciousness remained awake.

So she knew what was going on.

Just now, Song Huaizhu's man's hand screen thundered and injected the world's largest storm into her. The aura of silence that belonged to the grandmaster and the true element that had been compressed to the extreme were injected into this body that was already covered in bruises.

And then.

No then after that.

Just for a moment.

Her meridians were shattered.

Everything in the body.

Powder.

How can it not be broken? Zhu Luan smiled bitterly, it was the grandmaster's palm.

And her meridians were almost broken, her five organs were damaged, and the blood flow was reversed. But now that I think about it, compared to Song Huaizhu's injury, this injury is nothing at all.

This time, whether it is a blocked main meridian, a broken secondary meridian, or a disordered blood vessel...... All is gone.

I don't know if there is anyone like her, who feels the whole process of internal destruction of her body in an extremely conscious state.

Every inch of muscle and bone was decomposed, every meridian was shattered, and the blood flowed backwards, as if ten thousand arrows pierced the heart, piercing not only the heart, but everything she had, even the hair was soaked in blood, tears and pain, leaving no room for her to be completely destroyed and painful.

This is the destruction of all, but not the end of everything.

For most people, such pain is the call of death, and no matter how painful it is, after that death will not be felt.

But she's not.

It was more painful than death, but it was her life.

Put it to death, and then live.

After everything had been destroyed, and in the time compressed to the limit, a new life began to arise within her.

For some reason, Zhu Luan's eyes appeared in front of him, and the process of the birth of life on this planet that he had seen in his previous life appeared.

It's obviously a different world, but Zhu Luan can't speak, because in front of her eyes is such a magnificent picture.

Niangniang said that all life comes from the ocean.

And in her body, there is a sea of blood at this time. Flesh and blood are blurred, billowing oceans.

And in the sea of blood, a fresh breeze suddenly blew.

It was the breath of life, and the breeze blew, life was born in the ocean, and something gradually stretched, showing her form.

Some are long, some are round, and gradually the branches are luxuriant, and the flowers are in full bloom.

The new meridians stretch like branches and leaves, smooth and perfect, with vigorous power.

Everything is destroyed, and everything is reshaped.

She survived death and came to life.

It was a moment of extreme pain, the world being destroyed in the body of a young girl, reshaped in the body of a young girl.

What a horrible process it was, and no one who had not experienced it could have imagined it.

Reshape the meridians.

I don't know how many cultivators have experienced this process in the process of preparing for everything, but only a very few people succeed, because the process is too painful, it will directly destroy people's spirits, and countless strong men are preparing for everything and can't survive this process.

And this girl, who is not yet fifteen years old, endured all this with a body full of holes.

Surely death.

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