"Inheritor, kill the old enemy, cut the fate, and leave my mastery in the world!"

"Inheritor, kill the enemy, shatter the destiny of heaven, and reveal my divine skills to the mortal dust!"

Two divine consciousnesses came out of nowhere, as if desperate shouts, as if prayers of hope, as if screams in the dark night, as if prayers at dawn, another illusion rumbled in Yinchen's head, the shame and fear when the whip fell, the pride and pride when the silver dollar was harvested, the exhaustion and joy when the magic weapon was refined, the relaxation and warmth when he was with Zhang Mengmeng, all the joys and sorrows in the short period of less than five years in the other world, all the unforgettable moments that made him come to his heart together, silently interpreting the wonderfulness of this life。 In the end, the illusion in his mind was frozen in a faint blue light curtain, and the six big characters of "Introduction to Quantum Magic" seemed to be a warning to the world, waking up the heart that was close to sinking.

"It turns out that there are so many wonderful things in my life, and there are so many responsibilities. Silver Dust thought, struggling to open his eyes, his pure silver pupils, a clear void.

The first thing that catches my eye is the face of a slightly foxy little girl, the girl looks thirteen or fourteen years old, melon seed face, thin eyebrows, slightly narrow eyes, no matter how you look at it, she is a lovely sweet Lori, but her dark eyes, always shining pink, unsettling light.

"Wake up?" she said in a peculiar, sweet tone, not at all like the voice of a thirteen-year-old girl, too soft, too charming, too enchanting, and in any case full of a strange tone that made Silver Dust tense.

Silver Dust ignored her, instead quickly taking a look around her.

He was now lying on his back in a damp, cold cavern with four chains, not the cracked wall that Silver Dust had had before he fell unconscious. Silver Dust saw that about five feet above his turban, a bunch of not very strong bonfires were burning weakly, as if they were perfunctorily dissipating the moisture in the cave, and on the rock wall on Silver Dust's left, there was a Rising Sun Venerable in chains, well, that decadent old man was the Rising Sun Venerable. In other parts of the cave, there are also all kinds of men who are chained up, these people are different in height, short, fat and thin, and there are few of the same robes on their bodies, they seem to be disciples of many different sects, most of them are relatively young, some of them are described as withered, their eyes are blank, as if they are corrupt officials who have been bankrupt overnight and sentenced to decades in prison, and others are drunk, their cheeks are flushed, their lips are blue, and there are even several of them flowing out of the harazi, which makes Yinchen very puzzled. Of course, what made Yinchen even more puzzled and alarming was that among these people, including the Venerable Ascending Sun who almost slapped him to death with two slaps, none of them had divine cultivation.

This is really inconsistent.

The roof of the cave is covered with green fluorescent stalactites, each one crystal clear, looking like straightened ivory. Drops of water fell from the tips of the stalactites and dripped all around, several of which landed on the face of Silver Dust. The cave was not big, only twice the size of the fighting room when it inherited the two fist styles, but it was crowded with ten people, ten poor men locked with iron lotus seeds.

In the first few seconds when Silver Dust woke up, he couldn't feel his own domain, he couldn't feel his magic power, and he couldn't even feel the existence of the arcane space, as if he had lost all his strength and became an ordinary person, except for the sore muscles all over his body, weak hands and feet, and the cold iron chains that bound his hands and feet, only his body was still burning slightly, from the front chest to the back of the waist, every place was exuding a faint pain after burning from the inside out, Silver Dust slowly took two deep breaths, concentrating the mental power that was still a little muddy, like probing the past in his body。

For the first moment, all Silver Dust got was a sense of emptiness that made him frightened and desperate, there seemed to be no element in his body, no water, no fire, no light, no darkness, the meridians were empty, as if his entire body was heading towards death. However, a second later, he felt a faint spot of red and blue light, which was known as elemental power.

Silver Dust was a little relieved, and at this time his body did not have any irreversible bad condition. His body was not as seriously injured or damaged as he had expected, and his condition at this time was only that his mana was exhausted.

"Need a break. He was looking, but reality didn't give him a chance.

Beside Yinchen, at this time, there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl wearing a wide and complicated robe in the style of a pink palace dress, she pouted her ass very sultryly, leaned down and looked at Yinchen's face seriously.

"Wow! that's so cute!" the girl snorted exaggeratedly, and then asked a question that Silver Dust was already feeling numb.

"You're a boy or a girl?"

"Boy!" Yinchen replied angrily, and then he said before the girl's next question came, "Don't keep asking me this and that, let's talk about who you are!"

"Yo, little brother is angry?" said the girl, reaching out a hand and pinching Yinchen's nose vigorously.

Her hands were soft, and she didn't know why they were always wet, but they weren't small at all, and she screamed in pain when she pinched them.

"It hurt!!!" he shouted, his voice mixed with coquettishness and banter, in fact, until this time, he lacked vigilance against the girl in front of him.

The girl in front of her does look like a lack of vigilance. Her cheeks were crimson, the corners of her eyes were slightly narrow with something like deep eyeliner, her lips were red like blood, and even her neck was covered with a thick layer of powder. The jet-black hair was combed into a complex sideburn that looked a little old-fashioned, and a brass-colored or presumably brown-bronze hairpin was inserted. Compared to her mature hairstyle and clothing, her facial features look very young, and she looks as if she has not been weaned yet.

She was wearing a very quaint, mature, cumbersome and very sultry thick cotton robe similar to the pink court costume, with large sleeves that could easily cover her hands, and a deep V-shaped front placket revealed a large snow-white delicate breasts with a hint of ruddy, compared to her young age, her front breasts were particularly large, and the two huge balls were almost about to burst out of her clothes, which was not at all coordinated with her delicate body. Her whole body is constantly exuding a very mysterious fragrance, colorless and intangible, but it is intoxicating, like a drunken dragon incense. Yinchen smelled the fragrance on her body, and somehow wanted to jump up and nibble on her. (To be continued.) )