Before death, people will have countless memories of the past before birth, and when all the memories of this life are dissipated, that is when people enter the cycle of life and death.

Memories of the past kept reappearing in Fang Yuan's mind, and they kept turning into bubbles, and his body and consciousness became heavier and heavier.

Endless weariness welled up in his heart like tidal waters, ready to swallow him.

Eternal night swept in, and he was like a drowning man, about to fall into the infinite darkness......

"Awake?"

A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness, and the dark world around him collapsed instantly, and the slightly dazzling light made it difficult for Fang Yuan to open his eyes for a while.

After his eyes adjusted, Fang Yuan realized that he was in a dim room at the moment.

The whole person lay weakly on the hard and cold bed, his hands were covered in plaster, his whole body was wrapped in bandages, and in the corner of the room, a stiff body was standing in front of the table, not knowing what he was doing.

"What the hell is this ......"

As if he felt Fang Yuan wake up, the stiff old man turned around, and the old and familiar face suddenly made Fang Yuan tremble.

"Yes, it's you!"

"I see despair in your eyes, and it seems that you don't want to see me."

Mo Shen sneered and continued to tinker with the things in his hands.

It was a clay pot, and the jar was full of red inexplicable substance, like flesh and blood, and like medicinal juice.

"Indeed, after all, I saw my own enemy of life and death, and it was normal to show such a look."

"But you don't have to look like that to me, don't worry, the bishop isn't dead, you're not dead, I'm the one who really loses, right?"

Mo Shen stopped the stuff in his hand, walked in front of Fang Yuan with a pestle, and under Fang Yuan's resistant eyes, opened Fang Yuan's mouth and forcibly poured the contents of the clay pot into Fang Yuan's mouth.

"It's a mixture of Red Blood Flower and Yellow Spring Dew (Bloody Mary), which is a rare good thing for repairing injuries."

Huangquan dew?

The mixture was a little salty and a little sour, and almost as soon as it was eaten, the strong smell of blood was already permeating the taste and smell of Fang Yuandi.

But when Fang Yuan heard the name of what he was drinking, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he wanted to vomit!

"I advise you not to vomit, after all, your hands and bones are broken now, and your legs and feet are inconvenient, if you vomit yourself, I won't wipe it for you."

"And looking at you, you seem to know what Huangquanlu is."

Mo Shen put down the empty can, and looked at Fang Yuan, whose face was pale and kept retching, with interest: "But what I'm more curious about is how you solved the Blood Tiger?" ”

"The Blood Tiger was cultivated by me with the Millennial Shadow Black Tiger, although it is only a Millennial Soul Beast, but the Shadow Black Tiger's special talent skills, even if it is the Soul Venerable and the Soul Sect, it is not necessarily its opponent."

"And you, on the other hand, survived from its hands."

"No, you didn't just survive, you killed it!"

Mo Shen suddenly approached Fang Yuan, his old and ugly face almost touching Fang Yuan's face, and his dim eyes were full of undisguised greed.

The left hand, which was like a demonic beast, grabbed Fang Yuan's arm tied to the plaster, and his tone was firm.

"You're a twin martial spirit, aren't you?"

“！！！”

Fang Yuan's pupils contracted, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, trying his best to stay calm.

But seeing Fang Yuan like this, Mo Shen laughed directly.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

"It's really heaven and heaven, heaven and earth!"

"I originally thought that you just had a pair of ontological martial soul eyes, which was given to me by heaven and gave me the key to breaking through the Soul Emperor, but I didn't expect you to be a twin martial soul!"

"To be able to defeat the Blood Tiger, your second martial soul must be extremely powerful. Innate soul power, twin martial souls, hahahahaha, soon, all this will be mine, all will be mine! ”

Mo Shen glanced at Fang Yuan, whose face was pale, laughed and turned to leave.

With a clang, the dark door slammed shut, blowing out the only candle flame in the room, causing it to flicker.

The dim space was filled with the smell of rot, Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, trying to struggle, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, he felt as if his body had a high fever, his whole body was weak, and except for a pair of eyes, other organs could not move at all.

However, although his physical body was seriously injured, fortunately, his depleted mental power was replenished by a long period of coma.

"Writing Wheels!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and opened the Writing Wheel Eye, gaining insight into the surrounding situation.

It was an almost completely enclosed room, with only a small table in the upper right corner, except for a small window in the upper right corner to let in the air.

The scarlet eyes were so conspicuous in the darkness, but unexpectedly, his soul ring did not appear with the opening of the writing wheel.

Not only that, but the only 'Spiritual Impact' soul skill he had had seemed to have disappeared at this moment, completely useless.

Fang Yuan was shocked, but soon, he calmed down.

His martial soul is still there, and after that evil soul master found out that he was a twin martial soul, it was obviously not just as simple as wanting to seize his writing wheel.

Most likely, what he wants is his whole person!

Devouring, snatching, or whatever......

However, for now, Fang Yuan's state is okay.

When the martial soul is still there, what can invalidate one's soul ring soul skill is nothing more than two situations.

One: I was hit by a seal-type soul skill.

Two: external force limitation!

Fang Yuan was very aware of his current state, his body was seriously injured and he couldn't move, but he didn't have too many problems in terms of mental power, so the probability of sealing soul skills in his body was not high.

And if the external force is limited......

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, he remembered that in the Douluo Continent, there was really a place where the soul ring soul technique could be restricted.

Moreover, the guys who live in that place happen to be crazy and violent guys like the Evil Soul Master.

The most chaotic and bloody area in the Douluo Continent is also the inheritance place of the Shura God, one of the five god kings of the Divine Realm Committee and the head of the three law enforcement gods!

Killing Capital!

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, his current situation could already be regarded as the worst start.

When his strength was at its weakest, he was seriously injured and captured, and he was captured by the evil soul master who coveted his body.

But.

This situation, which was almost certain to die, has become a little better because of the unique geographical environment at this moment......