Feng Xiaoxiao said: "What if the squeezing force is not enough? ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to his head, and said: "The spirit comes from the human head, and the human brain is the most mysterious. ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Of course." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "That's it, if the strength is enough, such as Ximen blowing snow, talent and understanding, it will naturally come naturally, but if the strength is not enough, you can only keep pressuring, again and again, is it easy to make people lose their souls?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his head and said, "Yes." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "So when the strength is not enough, you can only seek other methods and strive for a success." ”

Lu Xiaofeng's heart suddenly beat a few times.

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at his discolored face, and said lightly: "You think well, the essence of the 'Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa' is to use the skills and realms of two people to ultimately help one person achieve consummation." ”

Lu Xiaofeng shouted a few times in his heart, "Evil Gate"! What's the difference between this and cannibalism?

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "No matter how high Ximen's talent for blowing snow is, there will eventually be an end, but this set of exercises can theoretically make people's spirit infinitely increased and compressed. ”

He suddenly smiled again and said, "Do you know the difference between humans and gods? ”

Lu Xiaofeng's head was a little dazed, and he shook his head unconsciously.

Feng Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "The difference between people and gods is only in the level of spiritual fluctuations, if one day, a person's spirit is infinitely large and infinitely small, then this person is no longer a person, but a god." ”

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him blankly, as if he had really seen a god.

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled dumbly and said, "Of course." This is only theoretical, but in practice, the most difficult thing to guarantee is the continuation of the physical body, and no one should live to the day of becoming a god. ”

Lu Xiaofeng felt that his throat was a little dry, and said hoarsely: "Is there really a god in the world?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "Maybe there is, maybe not, who knows?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng froze. Said: "Wu Ming said that he himself went astray, and he had no choice but to choose the holy relics as the demon seed, but dead things are dead things after all, even if the essence in them is abundant, there will be no real people's understanding, and after all, he has embarked on a road of no return." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes froze, and he said, "How can I not be the same......"

He took out the "jellyfish essence" and held it up in front of his eyes. looked at it carefully and said: "I know what Wu Ming wants to do, he wants me to understand this truth between life and death, I had a lot of miscellaneous things at the time, and I didn't understand his kindness." ”

"Good intentions? Do you think he has good intentions? ”

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Feng Xiaoxiao in a daze, and he found that Feng Xiaoxiao had suddenly changed.

Although the original Feng Xiaoxiao is not compassionate and compassionate, at least there is still some kindness in his heart, although he kills people ruthlessly. But he never kills people for no reason, which shows that he still regards human life as one thing in his heart.

You can listen to his indifferent tone now. It seems to be exactly the same as the little old man Wu Ming, can he really regard the common people as dogs?

You know, for this "good intention", how many people have died, and how many people are worse than dead!

Feng Xiaoxiao turned his head to look at Lu Xiaofeng and said with a smile: "Don't worry! I'm not Wu Ming...... I now know his purpose. After I finish all this, no one who is not dead will die again. ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled reluctantly: "This is the best." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao raised his head, looked at the vast sea, and felt the sea breeze. "I can't wait, when can I go to sea?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "The old fox said that the fresh water needs to be replenished, the crew needs to rest, and it will take three days at the earliest to set sail again." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao shook off the big flank, turned around and strode away, and said, "Three days, okay, I'll wait for another three days." ”

The three days should pass in a flash, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't think anything would happen, but it happened when he didn't expect it.

Gong Jiu was standing quietly in the fox's den, his hair was black, his clothes were snow-white, his handsome face was calm to cold, and his eyes were still as sharp as a blade, even worse than a blade.

Because this look has turned into substance, it makes Feng Xiaoxiao's face hurt.

Gong Jiu said: "I want to thank you. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao was silent.

Gong Jiu said: "You don't want to ask why?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "No, I guessed." ”

In terms of endurance, Gong Jiu, who is proficient in yoga, can be regarded as the best in the world, and "Hundred Flavors of Life" did not conquer him in the end, but helped him reach a higher level.

Gong Jiu smiled: "I know, you must be able to guess." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said coldly: "You can be abused out of such a realm if you are abused, and you can be regarded as someone who has never been before or since." ”

Gong Jiu didn't have any shame on his face at all, but instead showed a strange expression, stared at Feng Xiaoxiao, and said slowly: "I can kill you now, but I won't kill you." ”

Seeing him show this strange expression, Feng Xiaoxiao's stomach began to cramp again, and said, "You think you have the chance to win?" In fact, it is not known who killed the deer. ”

Gong Jiu smiled and said softly, "Whatever you say, I don't want to argue with you." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao had already rushed out like a whirlwind, holding on to the pillar outside the door, retching.

At some point, Sharman stepped out, holding him by the shoulders and patting his quilt gently, with a look of worry in his eyes.

Feng Xiaoxiao took the handkerchief she handed out, wiped his mouth, and smiled reluctantly: "Don't worry!" I still have a killer feature that has been kept useless, he ...... He's just wishful thinking. ”

Shaman hugged his waist from behind and said, "I tried, he is completely unafraid of the whip, he has no flaws. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao reflexively hugged her and said softly: "My killer weapon is not a whip, although it is not cost-effective to use, but it will definitely be able to beat him." ”

Shaman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao whispered a few words of comfort and pulled her back to the room.

It's just that when passing by Gong Jiu's room, Feng Xiaoxiao's face changed again.

There was the sound of whipping in the room, and the breath of beef broth, and...... Gong Jiu gasped/shouted ......

After only listening to a few words, Feng Xiaoxiao's head was about to explode, he kicked the door open, drew his sword and rushed in.

Gong Jiu was naked/curled up on the ground, with blood marks on his body, looking messy and terrifying.

And the beef soup held the whip and looked at Feng Xiaoxiao in amazement, and his expression was so strange.

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, and he almost lost his mind, and the sword was used as a kitchen knife, and his head was cut off.

Naturally, it was cut empty, not to mention Gong Jiu, and even the beef soup was easily passed.

Fortunately, Feng Xiaoxiao came back to his senses quickly after all, and with a lightning-like flying kick, Gong Jiu was directly kicked into the corner.

At the same time, he reached out and grabbed the neck of the beef soup at once, and picked her up directly.

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said, "What the hell are you doing?" (To be continued......)