Suddenly, his eyes were blood-colored, Mo Fei only felt that countless sharp blades were added to his body, his body was dismembered inch by inch, piece by piece, in addition to the unbearable pain, there was endless fear, countless shadows around him, cutting with knives in his hands, and the words in their mouths converged into a buzzing sound, but the meaning was very clear:" Your life is incomparably low, your existence is meaningless, but you are lucky, and there is still a little beauty in the whole ugliness, and now you are going to die and be part of a great creation, and you should feel honored. ”

He screamed, hundreds of sounds came out of his mouth, and instead of dying immediately after cutting off a piece of his body, he was thrown into a pool of blood, and countless tendrils wrapped around him, pierced into his body, planted in muscles, and the whiskers sucked his flesh and sent it into a huge lotus flower in the center.

"Help Me ......"

"It hurts so much......"

"Help!"

"It's scary......"

"Who's going to save me......"

In pain, fear, despair, and countless shouts, Mo Fei suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had just woken up from drowning, took a deep breath, his eyes widened, and stared directly at the woman in front of him.

The method of soul refining!

Mo Fei suddenly remembered the word mentioned by Shao Minghui, turning all the essence and spirit of the whole body into nutrients to provide for that organ, so that it can keep it alive, and even better than the incomparably evil, but incomparably strange secret method in the past!

It turned out that not only the eyes, but every piece of flesh and blood in this body was gathered by the essence of its original owner.

At this moment, he finally knew where the crying sound he had heard before came from, and it was clear that there were hundreds of unjust souls living in this body.

"I'm sorry, I can't save you, but I can get you revenge!"

Murphy pulled a dagger from his storage ring and slashed it at his wrist and the woman's wrist, dripping a few drops of blood into her wound.

These drops of blood contain a large number of intelligent group machinery, which circulate along the blood vessels under the drive of the control center, and finally deposit a large amount in their brains, infiltrate the brainstem and other parts, and then combine with nerves.

In Mo Fei's mind, a three-dimensional schematic diagram showed the progress of the combination of Zhiqun machinery and the woman's cranial nerves, and after more than ten minutes, sixty percent of the scheduled progress, Mo Fei gave an order: "Restart the respiratory system!"

Located in the medulla oblongata, the Zhiqun machine immediately adjusts the nerve fiber signals, artificially generates nerve impulses, transmits them to the respiratory center, and immediately, like dominoes, a series of conduction reactions occur, and a second later, with a "hiss", the woman takes a long breath, and then exhales suddenly, and then the chest rises and falls, and she has resumed spontaneous breathing.

At this point, cardiopulmonary resuscitation has been completed. In a few minutes, the body warmed up like the earth, and in a few moments, a series of changes followed, as if a machine that had been left for a long time was gradually restarted, and one component after another was activated, and after a few minutes, the body had a normal body temperature, breathing stabilized, and its eyelids were lifted, and the reaction to light could already be seen.

She's already alive.

but not yet fully resurrected.

Zhiqun detected that the cerebral cortex was still not very active, and that the body was missing a soul.

There were hundreds of remnants of unjust souls in her body, but none of them were complete, and most of their souls were crushed, decomposed, and turned into nourishment, and no matter who provided the woman's brain, the method of soul refining also destroyed her.

Mo Fei couldn't create a soul either, a realm that Pangu level couldn't get started with, but he knew that there was something that could have the effect of a false soul.

Stretching out his finger a little between his forehead, in the soul space, Mo Fei wrapped the entire purple planet, pulled it out of his mind, and then pressed it into the woman's eyebrows.

In another day, it's the Great Classics Exam, and this demon seed is supposed to be taken out, anyway, he controls it through the quantum channel that exists in that demon seed, and he doesn't need to be in his own head.

After doing all this, Murphy cleaned up the woman's clothes, along with the wounds on her wrists, and hid them in his sleeves, so that it was nothing if they were found, as long as they were necessary steps for resurrection.

Then, he came to the door of the study, pretending to be happy: "Childe, fortunately, I am not dishonored!" Just now he had actually been observing the changes in the spiritual power layer and the divine soul space, but he had not found any signs of being probed by the divine thoughts, it seemed that Shao Minghui was either very patient, or he was really concerned about this matter, and he had been holding back and did not dare to disturb.

Shao Minghui was looking at the book absentmindedly, and rushed to Mo Fei like a whirlwind when he heard the words, "Really?"

"Childe went and took a look. ”

Shao Minghui came to the side of the bed in three or two steps, and saw that the woman's breathing was steady, her face was already bloody, and she looked many times more charming than before, and she was overjoyed, "Okay! Well done! This son will definitely have a heavy reward!" and then asked, "Why hasn't she woken up yet?"

"Don't worry, Childe, she has just come back to life, she is like a serious illness has just recovered, and she still needs to recuperate for a few days to recover, maybe she will wake up in two or three days. ”

"Good!good!Great!" Shao Minghui's wish for several years was fulfilled, and he was very excited, "You will go out and tell Lu Qingyan later, I will allow you to choose any high-grade magic weapon in my treasure house!"

This reward is not not rich, but Mo Fei really has no shortage of magic weapons on his body, he can't use many magic weapons, and he has dealt with a batch before, but he is not excited when he hears the words, "So, thank you Childe." ”

Shao Minghui listened to his lack of interest, and thought about it, this person is not a casual cultivator who has not seen the market, the descendant of the Thousand Machines Sect is from a background, and a puppet armor he stole from there has been sold for 30,000 crystals, and a high-grade magic weapon is only about 1,000 crystals, so he is really not surprised.

"I also asked someone to find out what you want to know," Shao Minghui said, pulling out a booklet from his sleeve, "Your master, Master Zhuo Yan, should still be alive, someone saw him in the southern Xinjiang countries a few years ago, and the specific information is here." ”

Mo Fei's face was happy, "Great! Thank you, Childe!" This joy is not all disguise, Pei Haoran's master, Master Zhuo Yan, has the secret of the Divine Puppet Armor, which may be related to the fire, and Mo Fei is really happy to get his message.

I didn't expect such an unexpected joy, and after accepting the booklet, Mo Fei immediately said goodbye. The disguise he made on the phoenix crown was not very clever, and Shao Minghui might find out that the shark emperor pearl had been stolen at any time, so he had to leave quickly.

Fortunately, Shao Minghui was immersed in the excitement of getting his long-cherished wish fulfilled, and there was no obstruction, Mo Fei's footsteps seemed leisurely, but in fact he was fast, and when he passed by the study, he saw that no one was paying attention, and came to the bookshelf and grabbed a few books and stuffed them into the storage ring, he had no time to distinguish what kind of book it was, so he smoked twenty or thirty copies with his hand and came to the living room.

opened the bluestone door, walked out of the secret room along the Yongdao, and came to Shao Minghui's bedroom. After closing the entrance, he breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Shao Minghui was happy to patronize, and probably didn't realize the loss so quickly.

He didn't look for anything Lu Qingyan, although it was estimated that it should be that Jiedan monk, but he couldn't avoid such a guy, how could he ask for trouble, leave with a steady step, and after leaving the range of that person's divine thoughts, he took a hidden talisman on his body and ran straight away.