"Grunt, grunt" The faint sound of bubbles was coming from the cracks in the back of the ink toad, among the falling objects. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The thing fell straight in front of the Yang Essence Primordial God.

The object seemed to be moving, and the sound of swallowing could be faintly heard. But what's even more bizarre is that something seems to be trying to break free from the translucent gelatinous film.

The egg with red and white viscous filaments seemed to be constantly wriggling, like an alien that was about to fission, attracting all the attention of Yang Pi and Yuesheng. At this time, Yuesheng seemed to have forgotten his dirty appearance, and whispered, "It's not wrong, I, I know, there's something in there." ”

"What is that? Do you see clearly? It seems to be a living thing!" Yang Pi said the last sentence and immediately denied his own thoughts, what is there in this underworld called the destination of death that is considered a real living thing? This is the world of death! Yang Pi has never escaped the residual human emotions.

"Puff" Yang Pi clearly saw a pale and somewhat puffy arm, and finally tore a hole in the membrane and stretched it out with difficulty. After a while, the other arm also rushed out eagerly, and the arm was alive and well, like something that only exists on a corpse that had been soaked for a long time, and the red blood water at the crack could not stop overflowing, winding into a stream, turning into a puddle of water.

"Hey, you're going to see what that thing is?" Yuesheng's sudden commanding tone made Yang Xuan very dissatisfied, but when he saw Yuesheng's dejected look, he finally drove the ball-like spirit forward with a hard head.

Yuesheng's gaze always followed the movement of the Yang Pian, and he clearly saw that the Yang Piano's soul suddenly stopped, as if he had seen something that shocked him.

"Yang Pi, what the hell is that?" asked Yuesheng impatiently.

"Actually, no, sure enough, sure enough...... It's really George's little ghost" Yang Marrow never expected that the face that looked like George on the toad's back turned out to be Fat George himself.

I didn't have time to question it, but I saw that Fat George's round head was laboriously squeezing out of the gap, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was blue, his nostrils were closed and released to the sky, and his wide mouth was deformed.

Today's yang marrow is more like a dung ball, only for the sake of being slaughtered, and even the soul can't be saved if you are not careful. I thought that I could rest easy with Yuesheng's powerful nobleman, but I didn't expect this noble boy to be a useless master.

The restlessness of the soul made his self-consciousness unable to calm his anxious emotions, so he couldn't help but yell at Fat George's swollen face, "Hey, I said little fat man, little fat man, wake me up quickly, you fat pig, what the hell is going on with this TMD?"

Yue Sheng saw that the words of the Yang Marrow were full of vulgarity, so she had to remind him loudly, "I think you should stimulate him with your courage, his soul and self-consciousness have been blocked for too long, and it is necessary to reawaken." ”

Yang Ji felt that what Yuesheng said was too profound and too vague. He said impatiently, "Then what should I do? Senior brother, I have only been in the Academy of the Dead for a year, please do a good job and explain it concisely and clearly! You are a nobleman, I am a low-level undead from the human world, where do you have that ability!"

Yang marrow choked back Yuesheng's words that insulted him at the beginning, and Yuesheng, who was stunned, couldn't open his mouth for a long time, as a nobleman, he actually made such a ghost, which really insulted his family's name and the honor of being a guardian of the Dead Academy.

Yuesheng secretly moved his gaze down, looked around at his soft and collapsed limbs, and responded in a small voice, "You need to control the form of self-consciousness in the soul, peel off the shell of the soul layer by layer, and at the same time keep your consciousness awake, and bombard the opponent's courage with the most primordial soul power to awaken it." ”

For Yuesheng, who suddenly lowered his posture, the yang marrow was a little uncomfortable. He guessed that this aristocratic boy might be the first time he had been humiliated so much, and he was also shown in front of him, a low-level undead, and he was also a good-looking guy, and perhaps his previous judgment of the other party was even more childish and ridiculous.

After thinking about it, Yang Ji spoke again, "I'll try it! I hope Pan's Yuan Shen can give a little more force. ”

Yue Sheng was so excited by the unprecedented gentle attitude of the Yang Pith that he raised his head suddenly, and he watched as the Yuan Shen possessed by the Yang Pith suddenly spun around, and a circle of ring-like halos emanated from the inside out, instantly illuminating everything. It is as bright as day, and sweeps away all darkness.

Talent!Yuesheng's unwilling consciousness appeared in the glittering font of these two ghost runes. He didn't expect that Yang Marrow would think of using his own consciousness to manipulate Pan's Yuan Shen and then liberate his power without the power of the Law Body Circulation. On the premise of preserving his soul, he used Pan's power to replace his unformed self, such a bold move, is he really not afraid of being devoured? Or is his self-consciousness strong enough to despise everything?

How could it be? How could it be? How could it be? What is this when a mere human undead has such self-control?

Yang Pi didn't know that Yuesheng thought so about him. And he was just afraid of trouble. His soul was broken and pitiful, and he could clearly feel the warmth and comfort of Pan Yuanshen. Wouldn't it be a pity not to use such a convenient energy source, so I thought about it. Of course, he also clearly discovered an incredible fact.

Pan's power is being controlled in his own meditation, and his soul is like an iron chain, binding Pan and moving freely in the opponent's primordial spirit.

The whole spiritual world suddenly became clear, it was a whole snowy world, and all existence was submerged in pure white. Bowing his head, stretching out his hand, clenching his fists, Yang Pi was surprised to find that he had returned to his human form in his spiritual world. Having hands and feet is a physical being. The white clouds under his feet were like white horses, and the gap was the color of the blue sky. He was standing in the sky, between the clouds, and every step he took drove the clouds to dance with him, and the fluttering clouds shyly embraced him.

Although it is **** all over the body, the yang marrow is unashamed and abnormally open, without shackles and shackles, and the feeling of fluttering immortals makes him feel that his soul instantly becomes free and free of worries.

The clouds behind him rolled up slightly, and little by little they coalesced and formed. The moment he turned around, Yang Pi saw that the slowly piled up of clouds was tightly wrapped in foamy flowing clouds. Yang Pi subconsciously stretched out his arms, and his hands naturally helped open the layers of clouds, and the outer contours that gradually revealed and appeared were so familiar.

"Pan!" Yang Marrow spoke softly, and when he called out that name, he was unusually gentle, and changed the style of the past, Yang Marrow knew that Pan must like to call her like this, and when would he start to use his sister's tricks.

"I love the way you call me by name, but I like the sound you make when you call me by name. "Pan's entire image is transparent, slightly against the streamer of the air, so that you can vaguely peek into her perfect silhouette. I can't see where the hair is flying up, and I can't see where it stretches down.

The dreamlike Pan is like a glass bottle statue, but it is not stiff and gently shakes his body, like a willow breeze.

Crystal liquid dripped and splashed on the arm of the penalty, and he looked up blankly but found nothing. Looking at Pan intently, I don't know if it was a long-lost tear or something else.

"I'm sorry" Yang Pian didn't know what to say, so he had to apologize first, showing a sincere low posture in front of the lady, which was also a kind of gentlemanly etiquette for the students of the College of the Dead.

"Why apologize?" Pan stretched his body, little by little, to the face of the penis pulp, and finally attached to the face of the penis pulp.

It was not as cold as I imagined, but it was like a warm jade-like texture, and Pan's slightly resentful voice came from my ears, "Your spiritual world is so pure and beautiful, this is a beautiful scene I have never seen." ”

"This is my spiritual world?" Yang Pi was a little incredulous, and he seemed panicked in his astonishment, he never knew that there would be such a peaceful spiritual world in the depths of his soul.

Pan shook his body slightly, and the flowing clouds also rolled up, seeing Yang Pi's panicked expression, Pan comfortingly stretched out his hands and dragged Yang Pi's jaw bone, and looked at him in this clear and clear sky. But in the next second, he was so ashamed that he said to himself, "It should be me who should apologize, I really want to put you to death, let your soul fly away, and try to pollute your spiritual realm." ”

"But you didn't do that, did you?" Yang Ji reluctantly grabbed Pan's arm and asked again, maybe he could knock out some valuable information, "When you abolished my Dharma Body, it was the best time to start, but you didn't do that. Tell me, who's who's threatening you? What are you afraid of?"

Pan was deeply moved by Yang Mian's words, and even more moved by the other party's focused gaze, and there was a moment of intoxication, maybe this man could really save his weakness.

Shaking his head, Pan seemed to relax, and said, "Yang marrow, thank you for devouring my primordial spirit, you saved me so that I can stay in this beautiful world forever." I was a water spirit in the Sapphire Forest. But from now on I belong to your soul, and my power will be at your disposal, and I will wait here for your redemption. As soon as the words fell, Pan's forehead hit the forehead of the Yang Pi, and before the Yang Pi could understand the meaning of Pan's words, he actually fell out of the spiritual realm under his control, and he was still an unformed spherical undead when he returned to his original self.

But at the same time, he realized that his soul seemed to have grown a lot. Tried to separate Pan's primordial spirit, but it was immediately successful. From the depths of his soul, a small fist-sized primordial god was gradually squeezed out, and his consciousness drove the primordial god to approach Fat George little by little.

Yue Sheng was shocked when he saw it, he couldn't imagine that the Yang Marrow could be separated from Pan's Xiao Yuan Shen so easily, it seemed that the Yang Marrow's will could control everything. Although he is a nobleman and will not be affected by the spirit of ordinary people, but at this moment, the spirit of the yang marrow is subtly fluctuating in the space, so that his law body can't move, is he still too incompetent?

For a moment, Yue Sheng seemed to see the spiritual realm of the Yang Marrow, and he had already heard rumors that this undead spirit called the Yang Marrow had already reached a contract with the Book of Life and Death before entering the Dead Academy, and was the existence of the appointed human official.

He had paid more or less attention to this person in the Academy of the Dead before, but he had never noticed how strong the other party's strength was, and contempt was his usual posture. But at this moment, he also had a longing, a desire to enter the spiritual realm of the yang marrow to swim freely.

The longing diluted Yue Sheng's strong rejection of filth, and the corrupted red Dharma Body actually stopped melting first.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that he was confused at this time.

Many years ago, perhaps a hundred years ago, the person he respected the most, the idol he worshipped, his elder brother, the Confused Star, once said to him, "Yuesheng, learn to be strong! We are the saints who guard the underworld!" But what happened to his brother?

It was the fact that it had ever existed, and at that moment he was confused, he was confused, and the more he admonished himself to be loyal to the underworld, the more he denied himself in the whirlpool of self-consciousness.

So when he saw that Yang had such a strong self-control, he couldn't deny it, he couldn't escape the fact that he was defeated and completely defeated. And the depths of my soul are thirsting for that ridiculous plan.