"What can I do......

Qinglian sat on the ground in a daze, and the pain in her heart made her feel painful.

However, the despair in the bottom of my heart is the most terrible.

She was going to be trapped in this place.

Suddenly, Qinglian had an idea, and she remembered the Eight Wonder Beads.

Han Yun's eight beads are ever-changing, it seems that they can still drain the vitality, right?

Since it can be extracted, it must have vitality.

Qinglian hurriedly took out the Eight Wonder Beads from her pocket and held them tightly in her hand, wanting to absorb the vitality, however, she rubbed it for a long time, and the Eight Wonder Beads were about to rub out the sparks, and there was no trace of vitality coming out.

It must be the wrong way to use them, every time Han Yun uses them, he arranges them into the shape of eight corners to be able to use them.

Then I can swing too!

Qinglian's spirits were greatly lifted, and she immediately placed the Eight Wonder Beads in eight directions on her and Han Yun's side.

Dry on the left, Kun on the bottom left, and off on the top......

Soon, Qinglian set up the Eight Wonder Beads.

It can't be said to be completely correct, it can only be said to be a mess.

None of them are right.

Qinglian also thought that it might be wrong, so she picked it up again and put it again.

It wasn't until after a dozen attempts that Baqizhu still didn't have any reaction, and Qinglian finally collapsed.

She didn't know that the eight beads, a total of forty thousand three hundred and twenty arrangements, the odds of her being right were one in forty thousand and three hundred and twenty.

And she has only tried a dozen times, how can she possibly set up the gossip array.

Qinglian collapsed and threw the Eight Wonder Beads to the ground, and then leaned against the wall of the cave, sitting weakly.

She is a powerful woman who has lived for more than a thousand years and has been in charge of the Wa Palace for nearly a thousand years.

In the entire martial arts world, anyone who saw her trembled and respected, reverent as if they were a god.

She is holy, she is majestic, and she can decide the life and death of countless people with a single thought.

It is said that when the Son of Heaven is angry, blood flows thousands of miles.

But compared to her, the ordinary emperor was as small as an ant.

She's the most powerful person in the world!

But such a powerful person, sitting in a dilapidated cave at this time, desperately waiting for death.

No one will know that she is dead, and no one will come to collect her body and give her a funeral.

Maybe when she dies, she will slowly rot and become a pile of dry bones, and eventually turn into loess.

It may be eaten by wild wolves and become a meal on a plate.

Maybe he will be met by the woodcutter who chops wood, and in the sigh of the well-wisher, he will be buried in the earth.

It's just that...... She's not reconciled.

She picked up the broken stick in her hand and murmured,

"Master, I don't want to die, I don't want to die...... If I die at the hands of the Celestials, that's fine, and it's okay to die in the turbulence of space.

But why let me live, after I survive, you don't give me hope of life, don't give me hope of recovering and leaving here, let me suffer here and wait for death, why torture me so much?

Since I'm not dead, I want to go back to our world and continue to fight the Celestials.

I want to kill more Celestials and avenge you, or, it is better to die in the hands of the Celestials than to turn into a dry skeleton in such an unknown place.

Master, as long as I can recover my vitality and recover from my injuries, I can do anything, I can't move now......

Qinglian didn't look like a high-powered Martial Emperor powerhouse at this time, but like a fragile child who missed his parents.

In this strange world, her only companion is unconscious, she herself is seriously injured, and she can only watch as the vitality of herself and her companions continues to drain, and then goes to death.

When you are lonely and desperate, your nerves are the most sensitive and fragile.

Now, she really wants to have someone with her

It's good to talk.

"Really?"

An abrupt sound came from the broken wooden stick in her hand.

Seeing this, Qinglian's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said,

"Master, are you awake?"

"Wake up, wake up, alas, it's becoming more and more useless, once beaten to death by the Celestial Clan, and the soul luckily entered this branch of the world, and has survived to this day, becoming a machine spirit-like existence.

It's just that the branches of the World Tree can only slow down the dissipation of my soul, and it can't be completely protected.

I spent more and more time asleep, less and less time awake, and I thought that in a few years, my soul would completely dissipate......

"Master, don't worry, I've found a way to resurrect you.

As I told you last time, there is a man named Han Yun over there who can re-enter a person's soul into the body and resurrect it, and he succeeded once to resurrect the soul into another body......

"Forget it, you also said it, that Han Yun is your enemy, don't beg the enemy, besides, in order to resurrect me, but kill an innocent life, is this fair to that person?

People cannot be resurrected after death, this is the rule of heaven, and resurrection from the dead is against the sky, and it is not advisable......

"Don't say that, we can find a death row inmate. And I'm not enemies with Han Yun now, if you look behind, this person is Han Yun.

It's just that...... It's just that we're all in a desperate situation now, and we're all dying."

In the previous battle to rob Xin'er, Han Yun asked Diao to perform an out-of-body performance, and at that time, Qinglian wanted to ask for this magical power, but Han Yun disagreed.

Qinglian left thoughtfully, and since then, Qinglian has never made a move against Han Yun again.

At that time, she thought about asking Han Yun to help resurrect his master.

She wanted to have a good relationship with Han Yun and let Han Yun call her aunt, firstly because Han Yun was very strong and had to get along well, and secondly, she thought that when she had a chance, she would find a way to make Han Yun owe her a personal favor, and then use this favor in exchange for the resurrection of the master. Look at the book

"Death? What's going on? Tell me about it."

Qinglian nodded, and then told the master what happened and what happened after coming here.

Now that she is in a better mood, with Master here, she can finally have someone to tell her distress.

After hearing this, her master was silent for a moment and said,

"Is it true that you just said that you would do anything as long as it can restore you to your injuries and life?"

"Of course it's true, even if it costs anything, it's better than waiting here to die slowly, right?

Master, do you have a way?"

"Yes."

Hearing this, Qinglian's eyes lit up, and she immediately lifted her spirits and asked,

"What's the solution? Master, speak quickly."

"The method is hidden in your cultivation of the Supreme Forgetfulness, specifically, I won't say much, I'll just talk about the method.

That's double cultivation!

Use the method of double cultivation to stimulate the body and force out a trace of vitality!"