Chapter 900: Recovery?
Na Ran smiled, and his cold heart suddenly became angry, all because of her, this woman!
The angry heart wanted to kill Su Sese.
In his ears, Su Sese whispered:
"Jing Hao ......"
Light Feather's eyes flickered!
When he saw Su Sese's empty and almost desperate eyes, the sorrow in his heart instantly turned into a cold coldness.
I can't see the light feathers, I can't see the leaf breathing wind, I can't see anything.
There was only a firelight in front of him, a dazzling firelight, and in the firelight, the man in the firelight was faintly visible.
Looking at those gentle watery eyes, my heart finally became torn apart at that moment.
It turns out that the pain of Wuji will not even know what to say about the pain in the end.
"Hahaha, I killed him! Along with the thousand-year-old demons, they were killed!"
Su Sese let out a desolate cry at the sky.
"Feng Jinghao!"
"Feng Jinghao!" …………。
Feng Jinghao seemed to hear a familiar shout, but now that he was in the illusion, how could he hear Su Sese's voice from outside the illusion.
Auditory hallucinations!
Feng Jinghao laughed self-deprecatingly, missing it so much, but helpless goodbye, endless lovesickness, infinite reluctance!
The chaotic mind unconsciously imprinted all kinds of expressions of Su Sese.
She narrowed her eyes with a smile, she pouted in anger, her eyes widened and purred, and she grinned at two cute little dimples.
All this is vivid, it turns out that he is so reluctant.
Lust, lust, you must live well, you must be happy.
Close your eyes and wait for the moment when this life ends, it is not terrible to be annihilated, it is terrible to never see it again.
At this point, he seemed to be able to appreciate the pain of Black Rock losing his fire condensation amnestics.
Even if he dies, he hopes to live forever, just because of her.
Thankfully, he remembers! Thankfully, he remembers!
On the verge of decomposition, he felt that his body seemed to be slowly disappearing, and no matter how unwilling Feng Jinghao was, he still couldn't stop it.
His soul-destroying technique had hollowed out what little of his remaining ability was.
At this moment, a golden bead leaped out of his body, and the golden light enveloped his whole body, which was the spirit of the dragon god hidden in his body.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Jinghao's body suddenly shook, and a cool feeling suddenly spread out from any crevice in his body, and a trace of comfort gushed out like spring water, dousing the layers and layers, and one after another unburied heat flow, forming an inaccessible bottleneck around him.
Suddenly, Feng Jinghao felt that his mind had merged between heaven and earth.
The spring breeze is blowing, and the warmth is like a clear stream flowing through the heart, which is very comfortable.
It's more like the wind blowing through the clouds, and the mind and mood suddenly open up and brighten, as if walking to the exit in a long dark passage.
Feng Jinghao's whole person seemed to explode, and the pulse of the two forces in his body naturally emerged from his body.
Above his head, a stream of dyed gold rose, and a strong golden light spread around his body, and in an instant, the golden light stirred, setting off gusts of wind, making the surrounding air like boiling waves, producing a momentum of thousands of horses galloping.
I saw the phantom of a golden divine dragon appearing, his golden dragon scales glowing with a thick golden light, and each golden light projected into Feng Jinghao's body.
The golden dragon god wrapped around him tightly, and in an instant, a dazzling beam of light flashed on him, directly into his body.
As if suddenly, Feng Jinghao's originally quiet mind slowly woke up.
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