You can't move your hands, you can't run if you have legs.

This time's stiffness is even more heart-wrenching than the last one.

Last time, I still had a sense of touch, but this time I don't even feel like a touch anymore.

The reason why his body became like this was because of a sudden stabbing pain in the back of his neck, and at this time there was only one person behind him, which made people not doubt that he couldn't do it.

Once again, the three souls in the Sea of Illusion were cut off from contact, but thankfully, the mind was still there.

The mind returns to the soul, through which it begins to investigate the situation of the sea of delusion.

This exploration sinks the soul.

Nothingness!

The vast land of the Void Sea turned into nothingness.

The three doctors and souls were all gone, and in the vast void darkness, only their own thorough soul shimmered.

What the hell is going on?

What kind of spell did Lonely Forget Dust cast on himself?

The last time he invaded himself, the shiver conveyed by the touch of his skin made his mind chaotic, and he finally woke up and forgot to investigate.

Encountering this situation again at this moment, although it is much more serious than the last time, but at least the mind is clear.

Since the mind is clear, it is bound to find out.

Ignore the strange changes in the Void Sea, and go to the Purple Sea of that person to inquire about the situation while your mind is sober.

Thoughts travel at the speed of light.

In less than a blink of an eye, they had reached the purple sea.

The purple sea is vast, the sea surface is silent and waveless, and the destructive power contained in it can only be felt after entering the purple sea.

I still remember the first time I came here, it was to visit the soul life at that time, and he said that he would go into the purple sea to find him when he needed help, but the consequences were not as easy as he said.

The second time he came here was deliberately lured by him, and he couldn't figure out how to enter the purple sea at that time.

Now this is the third time I've come.

Looking at the silent sea, his mind reflexively folded together, and that person was trapped in the middle of the purple sea, as long as he went in and asked, maybe the physical symptoms could get the answer to the problem.

Fixed, his mind rushed down towards the purple sea.

In the blink of an eye, the idea of sprinting directly hit a diaphragm.

I can't see it, I can't touch it, I can't feel it with my mind, but it is under the appearance that there is nothing that rushes out a force of rebound.

The thought probed to nothing, but the thought rush was violently bounced back.

Once, twice, three times......

After rushing ten times in a row, the result still remained the same, not only that, but with the collision again and again, the rebound power was also increasing step by step.

The purple sea was sealed by a layer of invisible power, was it done by that person himself or by the formation that imprisoned him?

No one can give an explanation at the moment.

Waiting for a long time will not lead to anything, and the key is to give up this path and find another way out.

The mind returns to the soul, and the sea of vanity outside the soul is still a dark and swarthy piece.

I took the opportunity to observe the outside world, and the picture that entered the mind was not much different from what I thought.

Gu Wangchen was holding his body and kissing, it turned out that he really liked this shade.

What is the difference between a body that has no ability to resist and a dead body?

Unwilling to look any further, the mind returns to the soul again.

Solution、At this moment, you need to think of a way calmly。

The soul is clear and clear, and the light above it carries a faint and colorless flame.

Soul of the Burning Sky.

What is the purpose of this colorless fire that burns forever in the soul?

Burning the sky, can this flame really burn the sky?

Possess but don't know what the use is, fire possession of the soul, how to burn the sky?

In this way, the mind entered a dead end.

However, inside the carriage.

Gu Wangchen actually didn't make a move on Meng Xiaopao.

When Meng Xiaopao was about to leave, he did have a desire to keep it in his heart, but the stinging pain in the back of Meng Xiaopaw's neck was not caused by him.

Seeing Meng Xiaopao leave, her heart was already like ashes, but her violent figure suddenly stopped.

Her pause regenerated hope in Gu Wangchen's heart, and she sat quietly and waited for her next move, but unfortunately she didn't move a little more than halfway through the road.

The long wait made people unwilling to wait any longer, and when the patience reached the limit, he was defeated and asked, but the inquiry turned into a stone sinking into the sea, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong and got up to check.

This look shocked my heart.

The golden brown of the pupils is faintly dissipating, and the pupils are dilated and disappearing, which is a sign before death.

The dilation of the pupil is a phenomenon of simultaneous expression of the human soul and the physical body when it is extinguished.

At this time, where did he still take care of the competition, hugged her into his arms and quickly rescued her.

All kinds of rescue methods have been used, but unfortunately the effect has not been seen in the slightest.

In a hurry, she used a kiss to stimulate her, she hated herself so much, if she kissed her, would she subconsciously resist.

Under the lame method of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, everything was misunderstood by a small splash.

Lonely Dust is still trying to use a kiss to stimulate Meng Xiaopao to wake up, but the main owner has already figured out a way.

The soul is still there, the mind is still there, no matter which transmission is familiar, it can't be more familiar.

The soul converging voice is transmitted directly to the lonely dust that violates himself:

"Can you put away your movements, you like this kind of atmosphere that can be called corpse annihilation?"

The soul transmission voice is not as thick as the mouth voice, the voice is light and floating, but the coldness in it is very strong.

Gu Wangchen was stabbed in the heart by the sudden soul sound, he obviously wanted to save her, but in her words, he became so dirty.

Closing her mouth and raising her head, her eyes staring at her still dilated pupils:

"That's what you miss me in your heart?"

Meng Xiaopao can be called the separation of soul and body, her eyes can't see Lonely Forgotten Dust at all, all the fluctuations of Lonely Forgotten Dust can only be interpreted by her mind, and the same is true of her voice.

I already understood what he meant in my heart, and reason wanted to defend him, but the long-hidden desire kept kicking off.

The naked picture of him and the woman is like an indelible filth that keeps surging, and selfish desires make the heart unbearable for this person who has been defiled.

The clear heart began to become cloudy and unclear, and the answer of the soul voice became mean because of the cloudy and unclear heart:

"If you want me not to think like this, you can do it, untie the control of me, and give me back my freedom."

Meng Xiaopao had already decided that Lonely Dust had imprisoned him, but all this was not done by Lonely Dust.

Gu Wangchen's worried heart became better because of her first sentence, but at this moment, listening to her words, the meaning was that all the changes were pinned on her head, did she really not have the slightest trust in herself?

How did the past relationships come about?

It's ridiculous.

I gave my heart away in a daze, but what I got in exchange for my sincerity was this heart-rending result.

Her previous feelings for herself have become good and fake at this moment, and she doesn't even have a trace of trust in herself.

The false feelings are punctured, what is left between each other?

Immortal envoy?

Rajah?

Thinking about it at the moment, there are only these two unfamiliar names.

Once these two titles fall, then there will be only interests left between her and her.

Love and joy may just be a joke made together.

My heart doesn't seem to hurt anymore, and something is quietly permeating.

It's silence... It's cold... It is a dust that will never see the light of day......