268.Chapter 268: No More Memorials

Chapter 264

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Just when he was starting to feel bored, he heard a voice, and he vaguely remembered that this voice was the will of the Qinglan Demon Lord.

"If you still have a lot of nostalgia for the world, then just follow your feelings. ”

Feel?

Wan Tingjun was stunned in his heart, and unconsciously thought, does he still feel himself now? He clearly remembered that he couldn't feel where his arms and body were, and that he was dead, so he couldn't feel anything.

But at this moment, he clearly saw a black light in front of him, very dazzling, although he didn't know if his eyes were still his own, but he still felt that the black light was very dazzling.

So, he hesitated for a moment, and then drifted towards the black light.

And for him, this road seems to be too long, long and can't find a end at all, he wanders day and night, and the black light never seems to give him a chance to get closer, but he will always feel that the black light is not far in front of him, as long as he works harder, he can touch it.

In fact, he had been trying to run towards the black light, and at some point, he suddenly realized that he seemed to feel the presence of his legs, which shocked him greatly, and he knew that he was clearly running, and there was a feeling of being in a trance.

Gradually, he felt his arms, his hands cruising in the endless void as if they were in the ocean, and he could even hear the flapping sound of his arms waving desperately.

"It's close, it's right in front of you. ”

I couldn't tell whether it was the voice of Qinglan Demon Lord's will or the cry from the depths of his soul, in short, this thought in Wan Tingjun's heart was getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, he felt the presence of his body, and his body seemed to be immersed in a state of misery, and the constant tumbling flames seemed to scorch him at any moment.

He even smelled the habitual smell of barbecue!

He could clearly think that there was no game barbecue here at all, and the smell of the barbecue was clearly the result of his own body being burned.

But he still didn't feel the pain, but a lazy and comfortable feeling.

What Wan Tingjun didn't know at all was that although his heart and soul had drifted almost the entire world, his body was still paralyzed in place, not moving even a fraction of a distance at all. He was still unconscious, the silent pin drop could be heard all around him, and the howling sea breeze whined at the crumbling buildings and broken vegetation of the island.

And on Wan Tingjun's forehead, a black magic pattern was quietly rising, and it was constantly shining with the light of the demon.

The black light, getting closer and closer, seemed to be close at hand.

Wan Tingjun just thought so, so he quickened his pace, almost running towards the black light at a crazy running speed. After a seemingly long and boundless period of time, he clearly realized that only the black light made him feel close, and only the black light should be his home.

In a sea of chaotic divine consciousness.

"Qinglan, you actually activated the demon's breath, you are simply crazy!"

The will of the Huangquan battle suit howled angrily, but at this time, its will had been suppressed to a small point, and it could not be exerted at all.

"Hehe, I said, I've gambled all my life, and this time I'm taking the last hope to gamble, and when he comes back to life, it will be the time for him to fulfill the gambling contract. ”

With the breath of the demon, the Qinglan Demon Lord used all the mysterious power of his remaining will to urge, and it seemed that Wan Tingjun was inevitably pulled onto the path of the demon.

"When the time comes, the will of you and me will be completely eliminated, then I will definitely be the one who wins the bet in the end, hehe. ”

"You lunatic!"

This moment, for Wan Tingjun, will be a moment of destruction and rebirth.

The real time did not pass much, when the time was close to midnight, on the small island where Wan Tingjun was, a figure suddenly flew in, and after a short stay in the air, the figure quickly landed on the ground and came to Wan Tingjun's side.

This is a woman, with a gentle and lovely face and a pair of bottomless eyes like the abyssal sea. She wears a black gown and black gloves made of the skin of an unknown beast.

I saw this girl walking to Wan Tingjun's side, and when she saw the almost completely formed magic pattern on Wan Tingjun's head, she couldn't help but exclaim, and an unprecedented solemn color suddenly appeared on her face.

"Enchanted?" she muttered to herself, her murderous eyebrows twisted together, as if thinking about something very serious.

After a while, the girl seemed to have made up her mind, and stretched out her hands and began to untie Wan Tingjun's clothes.

As the clothes fell one by one, the symbol of the male appeared, and the girl reached out and held it unnaturally, constantly rubbing it.

It seemed that there was only a gust of wind, and it stood proudly.

The girl stood up, and gracefully pulled up her skirt, and in the face of the sword-like pride, she still hesitated, but only a moment later, she turned her body at the sword as if she were at home, slowly lowered her body, and then closed her eyes.

It was undoubtedly a painful process for her. However, how can the pain of the skin be compared to the rules of the mission?

It was an intimacy with the devil.

The low ** kept coming out of the throat, rippling up ripples, and the wallowing posture and charm were intertwined, deducing the fate of the shackles that could not jump out of this world.

The arrival of this moment made her completely understand that fate is similar to **, whether you accept it or not, it has become a fact.

Time passes, and the lingering fades. When the girl in black stood up tremblingly, she found that Wan Tingjun's forehead had never faded from the magic pattern, and all she did was to make the magic pattern dim and fall into a deep sleep, but it could not be removed at all.

In the endless void, Wan Tingjun is like a big dream.

In this dream, Wan Tingjun finally touched the black light as he wished, and the moment he touched the black light, an unprecedented real germination erupted from between his bodies.

He found himself in the midst of a war in which he was fighting, and he could feel every cell in his body cheering and throbbing from the depths of his soul. In other words, this is simply a catharsis of desire, there is no victory or defeat in the war, only the afterglow after the peak.

So he opened his eyes a little confused, although his eyelids were so sore that he could barely open them, and his limbs seemed to be numb and painful after being pressed for years, but he still barely opened his eyes, and he was eager to see if this was a dream or not, and whether he was still alive.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the girl in black, and at this time, the girl's bright eyes were staring at him.

Seeing Wan Tingjun open her eyes, the girl sighed and said, "Even if it is the combination of yin and yang, it can only pull your life back, but it can't stop you from falling into the devil." ”

And the moment he saw the girl, Wan Tingjun didn't know where the strength came from, so he sat up suddenly, staring at this girl he had never seen before.

In his heart, he was even more in a trance, there was really a woman, could it be that the joy in his dream was real? And what she said just now seemed to be the best proof!

"Why!"

Wan Tingjun pressed his nerves, which were almost disordered, and asked.

The girl's gloved hand naturally pulled up a strand of hair on her forehead, and said, "There is no reason, you are the future fourth generation of the Spirit King, and I am your eternal servant." ”

At this time, Wan Tingjun had quickly sorted out his clothes and stood up, but when he heard the fourth generation of Spirit King, his face suddenly became shocked, and he remembered what the little princess of the Dragon Emperor who he met not long ago said.

Immediately he understood that the woman in front of him must be the sister of the little princess, that is, the eldest princess of the Dragon Emperor!

Fateful man!

With his thoughts through, Wan Tingjun knew that this unexpected trip had gained something, but when he recalled the entanglement of love that was dreamlike and real just now, he couldn't help but have a burst of doubts.

"Then why are you ..... with me?"

The girl turned her head, looked at him, and said, "Why did I have sex with you?"

The corners of Wan Tingjun's mouth twitched, feeling that it was better to say such words a little more implicitly, but she had already said it, and he could only nod subconsciously.

The girl looked up at the starry sky and said faintly: "As a spiritual light apocalypse, my soul has been imprinted with the highest divine power of the spiritual world and the responsibility of guarding the spiritual world, the third generation of the spirit king has fallen, and you are the one who inherited the will of the third generation of the spirit king, so through the method of yin and yang, you can use the divine power in my body to gather your soul, so that you will not die, only by ensuring that you do not die, can it be possible to restore the order of the spirit world." ”

Wan Tingjun nodded, the girl was right, he clearly felt that his soul had begun to wander around, but in the end, it was back in place, it must be the credit of the girl.

For Wan Tingjun, the appearance of the girl is equivalent to bringing Wan Tingjun back to life.

Under the faint moonlight, the girl's figure was infinitely swaying, Wan Tingjun stared at her tightly, but he didn't know what to say, or what to ask.

However, damn it, the afterglow just now has not completely faded, and the feeling that the girl gave him is so real that he is a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that Wan Tingjun's expression changed continuously, and there was a trace of embarrassment in the process of changing, the girl smiled and said, "What, do you still want to do it?"