I didn't breathe for seven days, and in the eyes of ordinary people, I was dead.

Seven days have passed the day of resurrection, and even if the soul is alive, it cannot merge with the body.

Gu Wangchen can wait with the mentality that Meng Xiaosplash is not dead, it is all because of his different perception of Meng Xiaopao.

Treating Meng Xiaopao can't be understood in the same way as treating others, although it is said that he has returned to his soul after seven days, he still firmly believes that Meng Xiaopao will come back to life.

In addition to him, there is another person who is also as he thinks, and this person is a lone skillful hand.

Lonely Forgotten Dust is not alone, and his skillful hand is an absolute instigation.

Duskillful hand told Gu Wuchen a very important clue, that is, Meng Xiaopao's body has not changed for seven days.

It's been seven days, and she looks like she's asleep except for not breathing.

Ordinary people will have some signs of decay after seven days of death, even if the protection is good, the dead body will have all kinds of small changes in the dead body, the most common is cold and dehydrated.

However, although she was not breathing, her body temperature was still as warm as ever, and her body did not show any signs of dehydration.

It's like she's pressed the pause button, she's just paused, and as soon as the start button is turned on, she'll probably be back up immediately.

It was this clue that convinced the two of them that Meng Xiaopao was not dead.

However, Meng Xiaopao did not die.

At the core of the purple sea, Meng Xiaopao saw all the imprisoned things clearly through soul perception.

With Thunder all the way here, when the person who was wrapped in chains into zongzi entered the senses, his heart was shocked.

He didn't give himself a chance to speak, and under the cold eyes and majesty, he explained the reason why he was here.

Everything was like a long story, and through his eyes he saw everything clearly.

The story is far away, and the last thing he mentions is only powerless.

But in the face of potential danger, he had to respond to his words.

Everything about himself has become a game in his mouth, and he has been in the game since then.

In this game, he has been sentenced to death, and if he doesn't want to die in the bureau in a daze, the only way to live is the way he gave.

A way to survive that is both in line with the situation and in secret.

It's like when you harvest life with the Scythe of Death, the scythe is secretly sucking your blood, and you have become a sharp weapon at the same time.

In the end, it will only be who takes advantage of whom and gains more.

Since he has become the blade in the hands of others, he also has to earn a little of his own interests, so when the dust settles in this situation, he will not have a chance to refute.

Who would have thought that a small soul thorn would hide a shocking secret.

If he hadn't learned all this, he might have really died in vain under this conspiracy in the future.

Everything originates from the human heart.

It's terrible, people's hearts are terrible.

I stand on a road that is blocked even by death, there is no back road, there is no dead end, some are just a way to live...

A path from life to a planned dead end, the middle of the life path is the only way at present, without experiencing this life path, death will become a luxury.

The heart that has no concentration has sunk into the abyss because of this truth, and if you want to return again, you must climb the distance from which you fell into the abyss.

How far away is this distance, do you really have the strength to climb up?

The soul is wavering, where should it go?

There is no one to talk to, only to ponder silently.

The purple sea has been silent for 10,000 years, and today it is the most turbulent.

The man who is firmly bound in chains utters his last words of caution:

"The human heart is unpredictable, don't be deceived by superficial illusions, you must see everything with your heart, heart for heart, heart for heart, heart to heart."

The voice was still cold and warm, and the light in his eyes was still threatening.

He was like this from the first time he saw him, he didn't have any expression from beginning to end, except for cold, it was still cold, colder than the secluded purple sea he was in.

Although what he said seemed to be true, there were still some things to say, whether it was to cover himself up or to doubt him.

The soul voice fluttered out to him:

"The human heart is indeed unpredictable, and the story you told me is very good, but the truth remains to be witnessed.

'Die' is your slave, then please take it back, there are too many secrets in the soul, I am afraid that I will be too stressed and leaked out of control.

A secret is a secret, the fewer people who know, the better, I should go out, if you want to prove that what you say is true, then send me back and don't kidnap me again by the way. ”

After Meng Xiaopao finished speaking, he ushered in his cold voice:

"No one has ever challenged my authority, you are the first.

Very good......

I'll give you three more things before I send you back.

One is the heart of destruction.

The second is the soul of the burning sky.

The third is the faithful slave.

You've put it away. ”

As soon as his cold words fell, two beams of light suddenly came from the chains.

The two are a fire and a thunder contained in the chain.

The fire light directly wrapped the soul, the thunder cover went straight to the soul heart, and the two pains came together, and the soul instantly languished and fainted.

After Meng Xiaopao's soul fainted, the man who was imprisoned in chains took a strand of his own dark hair in his mouth, bit it off, and forced a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue into his hair.

The mouth opened, and the dark hair that had spread out when it fell a meter began to squirm.

The hair strands are connected to each other to form a pair of meridians, and the meridians are formed, and pieces of blood clouds float out of the meridians, and the blood clouds converge and begin to form blood vessels and flesh.

The flesh was still growing, and the imprisoned man suddenly spat out a tooth and sank into the flesh-generated skull.

As soon as the teeth enter the human head, they begin to flourish, the skull, cervical vertebrae, shoulder blades, backbones, ribs, all the way down......

A tooth grows into the skeleton of an adult man.

It wasn't all over yet, and the man used the blood from the tooth removal to shape the formed body again.

The wait is over, and a beautiful man is born, which seems to be a long time, but in fact it is only half a quarter of an hour.

The man was defenseless, his eyes closed as if he were asleep.

At this moment, a soul shadow came from overseas, and the soul shadow did not stop, he rushed all the way to the body with his eyes closed.

The soul enters the body, and the soul shell is one.

'To die' from a soul to a flesh-and-blood person.

Kneeling naked, he looked at the man in chains and said:

"There is no way to repay the master's kindness, and it is imperative for me to save the master from the sea of suffering."

The man only had his head left, his entire body was wrapped in chains, his cold eyes were the same for everyone, and his voice did not change at all, except for cold, it was still cold:

"There is only one person in your master, and that is her." As he spoke, he looked at Meng Xiaopao's sea urchin-like soul wrapped in flames.

Then he said coldly again:

"You should know best my temperament, that to give flesh is to give freedom, and that I have nothing to do with you anymore.

Take her back, I don't care if you design her this time, if there is a next time, you should know what the consequences will be.

Next time I wake up, I hope you don't do anything stupid again, step down. ”