Chapter 765: Coexistence of Gains and Losses [3]
People who are afraid of pain are always the most protective of themselves.
I don't want to hurt myself a little bit.
Taste the pain.
But when you suffer, you will become stronger, and you will be compared with life and death.
The pain will no longer be unbearable.
Xiao Yumiao, who has always been afraid of pain, secretly told herself that although she was a mortal.
Although the muscles and bones are far inferior to the ancient dragons.
But Dragon Ball won't hurt her, right?
Cultivators who accept the power of the Ancient Divine Dragon Clan will have accidents and failures.
It must be because I can't bear the pain of washing my muscles and bones.
It comes from the pain of the skin of the body.
As long as the mind is tenacious and unyielding.
No matter how much pain and endurance it is, it will pass.
Xiao Yumiao knew very well how she was afraid of pain.
It's like knowing that her heart is indestructible.
As long as it is a vision of the future and the unknown.
The answer is not 100% accurate.
Xiao Yumiao, who never likes to overestimate herself.
Perhaps she never dreamed that the tenacity of which she had always been proud would be defeated by the pain she feared.
When the drowsiness is getting stronger and stronger, the idea of knowing the sea in the brain is getting weaker and weaker.
Xiao Yumiao's eyes were closed, and her brows furrowed a little sadly.
She seemed to have forgotten that there was one more important thing to do.
What's important?
Xiao Yumiao thought about it again with her increasingly faint thoughts, but as a result, not only did she not remember what the important thing was, but on the contrary, she became more sleepy.
Never mind.
No matter how big it is, wait until you wake up from sleep.
This was the last thought that Xiao Yumiao had left in his mind before his consciousness fell asleep.
As this last wisp of sober thought dissipated, Xiao Yumiao's little face, which had already been wrinkled in pain, slowly stretched...... There was even a faint sweet smile on the little face with the eyes closed, as if the sleeping princess was having a very beautiful dream, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
This is a sign that the demons in the heart are secretly born and are about to go mad.
But Xiao Yumiao, who was already in a deep sleep, didn't realize it, her little face smiled lightly, and she was in a dream......
A brilliant seven-colored dazzling fire rose from Xiao Yumiao's palm, followed the connected meridians in the palm of his hand, crossed the power of the ancient divine dragon that was like a chaotic flood and fierce beast, and came to Xiao Yumiao's heart that was entangled by countless black gas.
The seven-colored dazzling fire seemed to be the nemesis of the sworn enemy of the black gas, burning the black gas that was entangled in Xiao Yumiao's heart little by little, and then protecting Xiao Yumiao's entire atrium like a lover in love.
"Fish...... Wake up...... ......Wake up and wake up" The call of a low heart is not known because the affection and love contained in it are too heavy, or because the distance between them is too far, and the interruption is slow.
Who is so annoying to disturb yourself to sleep?
"Fish...... Wake up......"
What a familiar voice, but who is it? Xiao Yumiao, who was noisy and dreamy, hated, and sleepy, didn't open her eyes, but her originally stretched brows wrinkled.
"My fish...... Wake up......"
The call in Xiao Yumiao's ears became more and more urgent, but it was also getting lighter and lighter, ethereal, as if it had dispersed like smoke and dust.
With the disappearance of this voice, the seven-colored dazzling fire that had been protecting Xiao Yumiao's heart just now suddenly lit up, and then I saw that the seven-colored dazzling dazzling fire rushed into Xiao Yumiao's atrium and dissolved with his entire heart......
In the depths of the clouds on the other side, which was as far away as the Nine Heavens Hanging Ladder, the man in white who was as handsome as the Nine Heavens Immortal seemed to have exhausted his cultivation......