Can you feel that feeling from the body of this stone statue?

Or is it a stone statue that has been dead for an unknown number of years?

The hand that wanted to go down paused for a moment, "What if I put it on it, you?" ”

"Me?" The stone statue was a little stunned by Fenghua's question, and then said, "I'm right here." ”

"What are you doing here?" stared at the eyes of this stone statue seriously, I don't know why, at the moment when I really started, my hand just couldn't put it down. It was pitch black, there was no sound and no people, and all that was left was the barren loneliness.

Although she didn't know why the stone statue existed, she didn't want to take away its eyes just because she had turned herself into a genius.

"I ......" the stone statue hesitated, he was naturally ...... here

"You can attach to this, you should be able to attach to other things, come out with me." patted the stone statue, Fenghua found that his understanding of the world was really not enough, how did the human soul go up?

"What are you going out with?" The voice of the stone statue had a hint of hesitation.

"Exploit all the value you have left." Fenghua said casually, this ancestor who doesn't know how long he has been in it should be a good existence to answer questions.

“…… Caring about people, you can really be tactful. There was a hint of helplessness in the stone statue's voice, and finally he sighed leisurely as if he had made some decision, "Okay, put your hand up, put another drop of blood in it, and I'll go out with you." ”

"Okay." Putting his hand on the eye, a drop of blood dropped on the center of the eyebrow, looking at the handsome stone statue, although it was vivid because of the blood, Fenghua still felt weird, but he didn't have much time to think, so he closed his eyes.

At the moment when he closed his eyes, Fenghua suddenly remembered where the strange place was, there were still six beards on the face of this stone statue that were drawn by himself with a brush, no wonder there was a lot less sense of sacredness.

Airplanes!

From the eyes of the stone statue, there were two strange fluctuations, so that Fenghua came back from the moment of distraction, at that moment she felt that the two energies in her body began to beat and become active, and the two peaceful energies began to invade her meridians and other places, the kind of energy that had been blocked was slightly opened, although it still existed, but Fenghua felt that the blocked energy was gradually getting smaller, and finally it was blocked somewhere in the body, but it could not stop her cultivation.

So, easily?

Although that power only broke through the shackles of the body, the feeling it brought to Fenghua was excellent, and that kind of power was extremely gentle, although it did not make her directly become a high-level warrior or magician, but Fenghua knew that her body had all been improved.

The feeling of being sick for a long time finally left, which made Fenghua feel a lot more comfortable.

However, Fenghua glanced down at himself and began to grind his teeth fiercely, "What do you mean by that?" ”

"What's wrong?" The voice of the stone statue came from Fenghua's neck a little weakly, and when he heard the voice, Fenghua jumped to his feet even more depressedly, what the hell is this! He wore a black collar wider than his palm from an unknown material, and he had strange things on his arms.