Chapter Ninety-One: The Little Gray Ball
After finishing speaking, Wang Yan asked the two female classmates to carry Wu Feng to the infirmary, and then looked at Huo Yuhan's state, feeling that it was not appropriate, and added, "Why don't you three go back to the dormitory first, and I'll look for you later."
After finishing speaking, he dispersed the surrounding classmates, and Lu Ming controlled the airflow and threw Huo Yuhan back into the dormitory and put it on her own bed.
At this time, it was not calm in Huo Yuhan's spiritual sea, and that gray ball suddenly occupied her body, even the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm could not do anything about it.
Until the gray light was swallowed up by the spell, the gray light gradually dissipated, and finally condensed into the gray ball, but the light was a little dimmer than before.
"Who the hell are you, old fellow? Why are you grabbing land with me? Heavenly Ice Silkworm said angrily.
"The old lady grabbed land with you? What are you? It's just a meat worm. If it weren't for the fact that the old lady only had a wisp of consciousness left, she would turn you into nourishment in minutes", a cold voice came from the gray ball.
The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm said angrily, "You fart." Do you have the ability to come? Let's see which of us kills whom. Don't think I didn't see it, you just have this wisp of consciousness left, and you don't even have any energy. Even you, you want to fight with me? ”
The cold voice said disdainfully: "Yes, I only have a wisp of divine consciousness left, but my divine consciousness level does not know how many times higher than yours." Can you help me again? My consciousness is shattered, and you can't deal with me if you have a little left. Think about it, what would happen if I gradually restored my shattered consciousness and regained all my memories? I will pinch your fat body and slowly push hard. Smack, crush you. Gravy splashes. ”
"You ......" The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm obviously couldn't say anything about this little ball with a cold voice, and the ten golden rays of qi were constantly surging.
"What's going on?" Huo Yuhan asked dumbfounded. Why did it take so much time to become so lively in my spiritual sea?
The voice was obviously much gentler when facing Huo Yuhan, "Little girl, I should not belong to this world originally. I just remember that I felt like I was going to die. But maybe it's because my soul power is too strong, and at the moment of death, the space was broken, and this wisp of divine consciousness remained. The result is your world. At that time, the big bug fused with you, and it produced a very strong energy fluctuation, which attracted me too. So, this wisp of my divine consciousness dwells in your spiritual sea. Rest assured, I have no ill will towards you. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave you here in the future. ”
"I only have a wisp of consciousness left, and I'm very fragile. It takes time to gradually repair and slowly regain all the memories. The energy of the things you used just now was strange and mysterious, and it woke me from my slumber, though I don't remember what happened.
"Do you have any extra stuff like that, lend me to study it," Gray Ball asked.
Huo Yuhan was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while, and replied, "No."
The gray ball shook twice, not knowing what it was thinking, and finally everything fell silent, with a faint sigh.
The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm angrily scolded, "Bastard, bastard." This little thing dares to ignore me and scold me. I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill her. ”
Huo Yuhan was awakened by its voice, and said a little helplessly: "Sister Tianmeng, you calm down." That young lady really doesn't seem to have malicious intent, not to mention that even you can't do anything to him, what can I do?"
Huo Yuhan looked at the silent appearance of the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and continued: "Sister Tianmeng, since this young lady has no malicious intentions, we can't do anything to him. From then on, let's live together peacefully. ”
"Humph!" The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm snorted angrily, obviously very unwilling.
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"You read it wrong, the ontological martial soul has not awakened twice." Xuan Lao withdrew the greasy hand that was pressed on Huo Yuhan's chest.
Wang Yan said suspiciously: "Impossible." If it wasn't for the second awakening of the ontological martial soul, how could his spiritual eyes turn gray? Moreover, at that time, I clearly felt that his breath was different! He also defeated a two-ring strong attack soul master. Xuan Lao, why don't you wait for him to wake up and try again? ”
After sending Wu Feng for treatment and making sure that everything was fine, Wang Yan went to the inner courtyard to find Xuan Lao again, and told Huo Yuhan that Huo Yuhan might be the second awakening of the ontological martial soul.
This time, Xuan Lao was also a little shocked, and among the advantages of the ontological martial soul over other martial souls was this second awakening. The ontological martial souls that can awaken for the second time are all the top-level ontological martial souls. The level of the martial soul can immediately be raised to another level. Therefore, he hurriedly followed Wang Yan to the dormitory of several people and probed Huo Yuhan's physical condition.
Xuan Lao said impatiently: "No need to try." Xiao Wang! I know you've been researching ontological martial spirits, but you can't help but find out. What will happen if the ontological martial soul awakens for the second time? He didn't reach the basics. His soul power is still level nineteen, and there is no change.
If it was really a second awakening, then his soul power would at least rush to the twenty-level bottleneck. Although this kid is still quite talented, after all, he is older, and it is completely impossible to reach level thirty before the age of twelve. There is still a gap between them and the best ones. Don't waste my time for him in the future. After speaking, he picked up the wine gourd, poured a sip, turned around and left.
Wang Yan looked disappointed, and told the two to take good care of Huo Yuhan and then went out.
When Huo Yuhan woke up from his coma, it was already late at night. Most of the pain on his body had disappeared, and Wang Yan also brought the elixir to restore his mental strength when he brought Xuan Lao to visit him.
It was quiet in the dormitory, Wang Dong and Lu Ming had already fallen asleep, and Huo Yuhan got up and looked at the moonlight outside the window.
The silver-white veil wrapped in an unknown fragrance, covering up the old wall skin and the unsightly floor, and next to his pillow, there was the beautiful pendant, which was exquisitely transparent, and could not hang a trace of clear light.
Huo Yuhan looked at this pendant with a complicated face, and then leaned over to look at the sleeping Lu Ming, and the sound of the girl's thoughts slowly sounded in the silent dormitory, messy and tangled, like pulling a messy yarn.
Until I don't know how long, the girl finally fell asleep under Qinghui, and a touch of bright silver floated on her forehead, through her eyelids, to soothe the girl's chaotic and irritable thoughts.
Until Qinghui slowly thinned and became translucent, the doping points inside were gradually completely different, with the thin sunlight of the night's fragrance, mixed together, silver and gold blended, bright and cool spots.
Lu Ming was still the first to wake up, today he unusually didn't wake up the two of them, found his toiletries, pushed open the creaky door, and took advantage of the fact that the weather was still early, there were not many people, and he occupied the two washbasins alone.
The rushing water swirled in the taupe-polished sink, splashing the thin dust that had fallen from the previous night into the dark pipe.
The cool water stimulates every inch of pores, muscle contractions, nerve movements, and signal transmission, but the coolness of the water cannot completely wash away his own entanglements and difficulties.
It wasn't until there were more people around him that Lu Ming left the small water platform and slowly walked to the familiar door.
For some reason, he didn't want to push the door open, and his hand stayed in the air, as if it was blocked by something.
It wasn't until a familiar squeak came that consciousness was re-attached to the muscles, Lu Ming looked at the figure in front of him, and his lips squirmed for a long time before he came to a word.
"Good morning"