Shen Moli was in the convergence of the powerful forces in his body, and his whole body was sore. The feeling of unhappiness made her tense veins irresistible.

She couldn't see when the pain of her liver and gallbladder was over, and she couldn't find out if she could still live under that pain.

Earlier, she was just strange in her heart, she had gone through all kinds of things, and the martial arts realm somehow showed no signs of improvement, and she was still stuck in the middle-level Seventh Heaven for a long time. Unexpectedly, this upgrade again gave her a test of life and death.

In the pain full of pits and valleys, Shen Moli's sea of consciousness flashed thousands of figures.

Those faces, familiar or unfamiliar, indescribable figures gradually converged, washed into her sea of knowledge, and forcibly became a part of her memory. The people and things that suddenly broke into her sea of knowledge made Shen Moli's head swell and painful.

She covered her head and closed her eyes as if in an infinite nightmare. The pink and seductive lip flap is constantly changing its color due to the alternation of hot and cold under such torture. Sometimes it has snow-white lips, with a frosty cold that can be frozen to the fingers, and sometimes it is hot and blood-red, like roasting everything that comes close.

The blood flower clothes that had not had time to be replaced, because they were close to Shen Moli's ice muscles and jade skin, were affected by the cold and fiery in his body, the east side was frozen and the west side was scorched black, and they didn't have the slightest appearance of the original.

Among the people and things that squeezed into his memory, Shen Mo suddenly felt in a trance, and for a while he couldn't distinguish those memory fragments, what was himself and what was others.

Multiple voices were calling out to her in her head, and the voices were so chaotic that she couldn't hear every word clearly.

The chaos of imposing memories made her fall into the mire like a cloud, even though she couldn't remember who she was or what she was doing.

All the memories that belong to oneself and do not belong to oneself are mixed and combined in Shen Moli's brain.

Different cognitions are confused into Shen Moli's memory, mutually exclusive, and intersecting. Wrong and right have no answer in diametrically opposed perceptions.

There are all kinds of things in the world, right and wrong are unbounded, but people's cognition feels that it is right, it is right, and it is wrong to determine that it is wrong. However, the most terrible thing is that in the collision of cognitions, people can no longer recognize the right and wrong of everything. Shen Moli was in such a state at the moment.

If she lived in the sea of immortals, Buddhas and evil spirits, the disparity between heaven and earth made her cut off all her thoughts for a while. In the vast darkness, Shen Moli walked forward helplessly in the sea of knowledge, unable to find any way out.

In the darkness of the world, suddenly a fiery red fox shadow suddenly ignited and stood in front of Shen Moli. With the halo of the fox shadow itself, Shen Moli couldn't see its face clearly, but felt that the fox shadow was extremely familiar, as if it had been connected with him for thousands of years.

A pleasant voice came from the fox shadow: "Mo Li, I'm still roasting spirit fruit waiting for you to return safely." You can't make an accident and swish me away. ”

"Spirit Fruit ......" Shen Moli followed the fox shadow's words, and his mind was picking up something in the sea of knowledge. After only a tea time, she found a similar fox shadow in the sea of knowledge, she called her Yuehu, in the past and present life, she and Yuehu were in countless dangers of life and death. It was only later that she suddenly couldn't remember why she couldn't find any trace of Yuehu again......

The fox shadow lingered around Shen Moli's body and disappeared again.

Returning to the dark sea of consciousness, the overflowing silence changed again after a few quarters of an hour. However, this time the sound scene, Shen Mo felt extremely unfamiliar.

I saw that in a force that seemed to be extremely powerful, there was a very small group of demonic energy, and under the fierce squeeze of the force, not only did it survive, but it was also constantly trying to steal the power of the Zhou Groove and assimilate it.

That demonic energy looked at it from a distance, and compared to that powerful force, it was like a drop in the ocean. But it was that demonic qi, like a bloody mouth, that kept depriving itself of that super power.

It was only after discovering Shen Moli that the demonic qi paused faintly, and said with a smile: "The emperor's soul is powerful, but I will take away its consciousness for you." The ants can break a dike in a thousand days, and the demonic energy can collect the emperor's soul in a hundred days. Mo Li, trust me. ”

Looking at the demonic aura that seemed familiar and categorically unfamiliar, Shen Moli asked, "Have you and I ever met?"

But he shook his head and said: "We know each other in the future, Mo Li, live well......" The demonic voice was still floating in the sea of knowledge, but the figure disappeared again.

Seeing no more people and shadows around him, Shen Moli walked forward in the empty and dark sea of knowledge. If this is an eternal darkness, she will never give up the idea of finding light in the darkness.

Countless memories that didn't belong to her were squeezed into her sea of consciousness, making her still unable to remember most things about herself at the moment. But she vaguely felt that she still had a lot of things to do, and countless bonds waiting for her to find them. At this moment, if she stays here, there may be no way out.

With the support of tenacity, Shen Moli endured the indescribable cold pain and hot pain, and kept moving forward.

I can't count the hour, Shen Moli struggled in the darkness for a long time, and a light suddenly pierced his eyes from the darkness, pulling Shen Moli out of the dark and boundless sea of knowledge.

Ying Ying's cold sweat soaked through the clothes all over her body, and when Shen Moli opened her eyes again, she saw an eight-foot man in front of her, and there was no intact skin and flesh on her body.

The man turned his back to her, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but hearing that he was panting, Ruo Shi had just consumed a lot of demonic energy.

At his feet were countless broken chains.

Looking around, iron chains and iron balls are densely wrapped, and as far as the eye can see, it looks like a grove of iron casting. It's just that the iron chains and iron balls don't move at all, as if they are artificially carved.

Hearing the movement behind him, Shi Thief happily looked back, and happened to look at Shen Moli's clear and blank eyes. His happy expression gradually became stunned in Shen Moli's eyes.

couldn't tell if it was an illusion, Shi Thief only felt that the current Shen Moli was like seeing a stranger. From Shen Moli's eyes, Shi Thief couldn't read her former wisdom and agility.

Like the stone thief, Shen Moli was also stunned when he looked at the face that was more beautiful than a woman. From the stone thief's expression, she clearly read a sense of familiarity between the other party and herself. But the man in front of her, no matter what, she couldn't remember who he was or whether they knew each other or not.

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Moli tentatively said, "Childe, do we know each other?"

A word like thunder made the stone thief almost stunned in place.

The spiritual power in her body swelled suddenly after forcing out the blood in her heart. When she was forced to ascend, the excess spiritual power suppressed her memory of the sea of consciousness, so she couldn't think of anyone for the time being. Ironstone's voice came from behind him.

When the stone thief was fighting against thousands of iron chains, the iron stone was not idle. On the one hand, it felt that the opportunity was rare, and manipulated countless chains to experience the stone thief, and on the other hand, it carried two drops of Shen Moli's heart's blood, which quickly dripped into his eyes when Mo Jia had just sneaked into the ice lake.