The so-called time is like sand, fleeting. Before you know it, how many times has the sun risen from the sea level in the east and disappeared from the mountains in the west.

"Why hasn't Na Yan woken up yet?" Zhang Xu, who was standing diagonally at the door, watched Xing Ling wipe the other party's forehead, and asked Cai Ling on the side, his eyes were full of envy, because of his cultivation of poisonous attacks, taking care of Na Yan's beauty naturally fell on his head.

"Are you bothered, I don't know how many times I've asked in the past month. Cai Ling, who was questioned, obviously looked a little impatient, paced the room, and looked at the young man lying on the bed, except for his ruddy face, it seemed that there was no turnaround.

"Let me see," Cai Ling sat gently at the head of the bed. Seeing this, the star spirit nodded slightly, got up and stood aside. smiled at the latter, stretched out his hand to wave the other's eyelids, and a pair of pitch-black eyes like night looked bright.

"How's it going, how is it, is it getting better?" Zhang Xu asked tirelessly, as if he didn't feel that the other party was almost dying.

Turning his head slightly, he looked at Zhang Xu with a nervous face, his eyes moved, and he slipped on Xingling's pretty face, and the other party was also quite nervous. With a coquettish sigh, Cai Ling stood up, stroked Xing Ling's fragrant shoulder, shook his head, and walked straight to the door.

"Hey, hey, you talk. How can this be?" Zhang Xu saw that the other party did not speak, anxiously asked, and followed out.

When both of them walked out, Xing Ling's strong tears could no longer be hidden, and they all brushed down. Returning to the bedside again, he arranged the sideburns on the other party's forehead, and there seemed to be some regret in his eyes.

At the beginning, it was not his own decision, please take out the color spirit, help Nayan take out the demon spirit in his body, since he was a child, the other party is still vibrant, but at this moment, the other party is lying there quietly, except for breathing, it is as if he has lost his life.

The jade hand gently brushed away the tears in the corners of his eyes, and there was more blur in the corners of his eyes, squeezing out the last drop of his eyeballs, and he was strong, but his eyes were more determined, "Nayan, no matter how long it takes, I will wait for you." “

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When time flows in the gorgeous and colorful time outside, in the world of Nayan's heart, time is frozen or does not exist, and here the master seems to have no time to pay attention to time.

Of course, it is not the master who has fallen and sunk.

In the depths of his heart, a slightly fiery red flame slowly wandered, that flame, in this heart full of countless meridians, in fact, it was not alone, a purple flame has always accompanied him.

For the cyclonic flame, there is no concept of time, wandering the meridians tirelessly, and returning to the heart position after the left and left, I don't know how many times it has passed, it seems that the goal has not been achieved, but it is also quite patient, and repeats this action without hesitation.

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This is a pitch-black space, the darkness seems to be everything here, there is not even a trace of light, a vague consciousness is like a dream, slowly wandering in it, aimless, without beginning, without end......

I don't know how long this darkness has lasted, a day, a year, or a few decades, and no one cares about it here, no one reckons with it. It's just that, at a certain point in time, a fiery red flame suddenly flashed in the dark world, and under the guidance of this flame, the vague spiritual consciousness gradually approached.

Just as the vague spiritual sense approached, another purple flame also wandered over, only to realize that this was the power of the two most primordial cyclones.

Although the power of these two cyclones was not so majestic, they exuded a gentle feeling that cleared the soul. Under the light of this gentle light, the vague spiritual consciousness finally found the direction. After a moment's hesitation, he swam towards his mind under the guidance of two flames.

Just as the vague spiritual sense wandered into his mind, the confused consciousness seemed to slowly regain clarity, and the tide of memories quickly emerged, so that the owner of the spiritual mind finally found what belonged to him.

"I... What's wrong with me. ”

In his mind, a weak mosquito whispered to herself, and suddenly sounded in the dark world. Immediately, the whole dark time was filled with violent chains, and after making this chain, the two flames gradually grew larger, piercing through the darkness, and under the light of this light, the master of Delingsi slowly opened the eyes of his heart.

The fluttering flames, seeing that the master's mind was finally fully opened, it seemed extremely excited. After a moment of breathing, the meridians of the whole body completely sprinted with the figure of the flame cyclone.

Under Lingsi's glance, he was slightly surprised, "What happened?" Every piece of skin and every cell in the body, without exception, has a lot of damage.

In the pitch-black black pupils, those solemnity and confusion swept away. Slowly close your eyes again, mobilize the power of the cyclone, and march through every meridian of the body, repairing those damaged cells.

After repeating more than how many stools, under the scan of consciousness aura, the meridians that had become a little distorted and shriveled were like high-speed passages at this moment, smooth and spiritual, exuding a faint light in the body, although the owner did not have any action, but at this moment it can be clearly felt that the meridians at this moment are incomparable before regardless of tenacity and tolerance.

The mind moved away from the meridians, slowly scanning the whole body, and suddenly felt happy in my heart, there was no damage. Following this passage, the mind wandered to the heart, and for a moment, the shriveled cyclone sac seemed to have nothing in it.

"No, what about the power of the cyclone?"

His heart trembled suddenly, his face became solemn again, and he looked at the shriveled cyclone sac, which was completely empty, and the whole person was petrified and at a loss.

The cheeks that had just become blood-colored suddenly turned pale at this moment, and the past days had deeply realized that without the power of a cyclone, it was no different from ordinary people. He knows very well that as an ordinary person in this desolate world, life is so difficult, and he has no ability to protect his friends.

Just when this mind was in a trance because of the strange disappearance of the cyclone power, there was a sudden rumbling sound in the body, and immediately, I was surprised to find that there was constantly a majestic cyclone power circulating from every cell in the body to tighten the meridians.

A flood of abundant cyclones suddenly drained from every cell of the body, and finally flowed into the cyclone sac. In less than a few minutes, the originally shriveled cyclone sac began to fill up again. Just as the cyclone was constantly rushing in, the originally calm cyclone sac rose again. His face was overjoyed, and he let out an exclamation.

"Is this a prelude to a breakthrough?"