Picking the pale green Yuan fruit, it can just be put into the palm of the hand, and the small appearance makes Lin Luowen feel cute and kind. The mind moves, and returns. When Lin Luowen opened his eyes, he looked at the fragrance and glimmer of the Yuan Fruit in his palm, and thought silently for a while.

After two bites, he ate the Yuan Yuan Fruit, forming a light green liquid into Lin Luowen's body, transforming it into a pure energy adapted to Lin Luowen, and he didn't feel any indocility. Compared to the previous feeling of being about to be overwhelmed by the huge energy, it is much better now.

Sit cross-legged, fingers together, palms up and down, fit and hook. Began to visualize and guide that energy with spiritual power, and after more than half an hour passed, all the energy was exhausted, and Lin Luowen could feel that only about one-fifth of the bottom of the second yuan point had not been polished.

He had pondered why he was polishing the Ignite Yuan so quickly, and in his understanding, there were many differences in the subtleties of each person's body structure. The energy required for their meta-point polishing is different, their physical strength is different, and their spiritual power qualifications are also superior, and these three will affect the polishing speed of the meta-point, of course, the replenishment of energy is a basic and indispensable.

For example, Fat Horo has plenty of energy to support, but his talent is so low that he can't ignite the first meta point, or maybe he is too shrewd, maybe he knows that gaining power also brings some threats to his life.

Maybe his talent is not bad, and the Yuan Fruit and Ning Yuan Fruit provided by Xiao Shu have also improved his body.

After a while, he ate the light blue Ning Yuan Fruit, compared to the more huge energy in the Yuan Fruit, the unique effect of the Ning Yuan Fruit made Lin Luowen's muscles and the whole body feel soothed and relaxed.

Half an hour later, the second element point in Lin Luowen's heart had been ignited, and he could feel that his heart was glowing, and a little red was exposed. A large amount of energy entered the body at the second element point, improving Lin Luowen's physical body and yuan power, and he could clearly feel that his strength was even stronger, almost twice as powerful as before.

It's really refreshing to ignite the meta point. A happy smile appeared on Lin Luowen's face.

Lin Luowen looked at an emerald green mortal-level tree spirit fruit with green lines in his hand, in the introduction of the golden information flow, the formation of this fruit will attract the attack of snakes, but just a mortal-level snake is a sword matter for Lin Luowen now. When I ate it, the taste of this fruit was very clear and refreshing, unlike the two fruits I had eaten before, like drinking chilled mint sweet water in the middle of summer.

As he digested, he could feel a strange energy swimming around in his body.

There is a shadow line between the two meta points, which seems to be enlarged a little bit. After a while, Lin Luowen came back to his senses, and the feeling of being uncontrollable because of the increase in body strength quietly disappeared, he clenched his fists slightly, and a huge force emerged, he picked up the broken glass piece, and the broken glass piece did not shatter.

Is this the ability of the mortal-grade tree spirit fruit, so does that miraculous slight increase in the width and breadth of life mean to prolong life? It's also amazing.

The boy was secretly lamenting the wonders of these fruits when there was a rumbling sound in his stomach, and his face changed, and he rushed into the toilet as fast as he could.

Lying on the bed, thinking about the introduction of the mortal-level snake power fruit, eating the snake power fruit will generate a killing shadow. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to eat it!

Because he knows that great risks bring great rewards, and the Killing Illusion, if used well, will provide very rich experience in his own life-and-death struggle.

He looked at the pale gray fruit in his hand, which looked like a chubby snake body wrapped around the surface, and swallowed it in three or two bites, and it actually had a little salty taste, which was the most unpalatable fruit he had ever tasted.

He was very curious about the changes that the mortal-level snake power fruit had brought to him, improving flexibility, improving the strength of a mortal-level mature snake, and improving anti-toxicity and perception, all of which were very practical effects.

After a while, Lin Luowen finished digesting, his strength had indeed improved again, and he felt that his waist was stronger and more flexible. Anti-toxicity could not be tested, and he was afraid of poisoning himself.

After resting for a while, I drank two more small high-energy nutrient potions, because I also consumed a lot of energy when digesting the fruit.

Lin Luowen looked at a blood-red fruit the size of an adult's fist in front of him, with staggered lines on it. That's right, this is the fruit of killing, and he wants to enter the killing illusion to see it.

With the touch of consciousness, Lin Luowen felt that he had come to a small space, and the sky was blood red. And in front of his eyes, there was a hideous long snake with a length of about three meters, staring at him tightly at this time, the cold and tyrannical in his eyes seemed to overflow, and the snake's head stood tall. Is this a shadow virtual body, but it makes Lin Luowen feel very real, because he still smells a foul smell.

A black scurry came quickly, and Lin Luowen felt that the speed of this snake should be comparable to his own speed, this was definitely a first-level demon snake. Lin Luowen didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he could only quickly dodge the attack of the snake head, and punched the snake's waist, the snake body sank a little, and the speed of the snake head suddenly doubled, and bit Lin Luowen's neck.

After a while, the last sight Lin Luowen saw when he felt dizzy was a blood-red sky. Some palpitations looked at the blood-red fruit in front of the small tree.

The second time I entered the Killing Illusion, it was still the long snake, and it was still the blood-red sky. Lin Luowen's death also increased, and his head was suddenly blown out by the tail of the snake, and he was wrapped in the snake body and suffocated to death, so after five times.

The fight between life and death has greatly improved Lin Luowen's fighting skills. For the sixth time, Lin Luowen skillfully dodged all the snake's attacks, calmly looking for its flaws. Right now! Lin Luowen's face was expressionless, one hand was like an eagle's claw grasping under the snake's head, and his right hand picked up his fist and punched it underneath it, hitting the three-meter-long snake body and wanted to roll around but couldn't. After more than ten punches, Lin Luowen tore the snake into two pieces, and blood and internal organs were scattered all over the ground. After a while, the snake corpse in front of him slowly dissipated, and Lin Luowen's body slowly stood up.

In his consciousness, a golden stream of information appeared, congratulating the host, defeating the shadow void in the Killing Illusion, and no longer being troubled by the Killing Shadow. After the next Killing Illusion is formed, ask the host to keep up the good work.

There was another burst of emptiness in his stomach, and Lin Luowen drank two small high-energy nutrient potions in a row, and he felt a little more comfortable. In his right hand, he held the half-shrunken Yuanshi and fell into a deep sleep.

That was many years ago. In the winter of the small northwestern city of Rhine, heavy snow falls one after another, and the entire Rhine city is covered with heavy snow. A thin body with a bowed head and a windshield hat walked foot deep and shallow in the snow, and from time to time he looked up and looked around, surveying the buildings around him. He stopped in front of the protective gate of a luxurious-looking architectural villa, through which he could see some bare trees standing inside the huge villa estate.

The man, who had been wandering for ten years, was twenty-six years old, and he presented his collection of poems to the mistress of the manor house, Countess Iss-Gérard. Like all the wandering poets of the past who were poor and powerless, they could only attach themselves to the princes and nobles, the wealthy merchants, and present them with their own poetry collections, and write a sentence at the beginning of the poetry collection - dedicated to the respected earl of so-and-so, duke so-and-so, minister so-and-so, and so on, and so on. The Gérard family of the Rhine was a powerful and aristocratic family, and they were not only successful in business, but also in official affairs.

Countess Gérard was a very capable noblewoman, she was the wife of the original Comte de Gérard, but the Count Gérard himself was addicted to alcohol, and fell into the river while boating down the Diana River and fell into the river while getting drunk and died. The beauty of Iss Gérard was famous in Verona, including the twelve cities of the Rhine, and many prominent people sought to visit this woman with a flower-like beauty, and she was also from a noble family, as for why she chose the prodigal son of the Count Gérard, it was only because of the marriage of the family. No matter how beautiful a woman is and how full of wisdom she is, she has no decisive right in the face of the huge family power. And the strong nature of Iss Gérard is in stark contrast to the weak temperament of the Count Gérard, which may be one of the reasons why Gérard died of alcohol.

Countess Ise Gérard looked through the book of poems in her hand, and the smokeless pine wood beside her burned quietly in the fireplace, warming the room. She was already thirty years old, in charge of the power and wealth of the Gérard family, and she had never seen any scenes, and what delicacies of the mountains and seas seemed to be worth mentioning before her, but when she was immersed in the wonderful words, she was moved by the poetry of the wandering poet. Because, she remembered the throbbing and hazy of her youth, the vague pursuit of ideals and love, and some wetness made her exude a charming charm.

She met the wandering poet, whose snow had melted and turned into drops of cloudy liquid that had fallen down, and a messy beard on the man's face. Petrarch bathed, shaved his beard, straightened his hair, and dressed neatly and comfortably.

In Petrarch's wandering life, the poet's heart's desire did not make him a vagabond. He spoke elegantly and wittily, and often talked to Countess Eth Gérard. Derian's maturity and the childlike innocence he displayed from time to time made him a poet of great achievement, and the praise of the poets proved that he was indeed a genius in poetry.

The long-term love and mutual admiration between the two also made them friends in bed. Soon after, the Countess of Iss Gérard became pregnant, and illegitimate children were not too unusual among the nobility. For example, the haughty man Cyrus was the illegitimate son of a noble lord. And the story is not over, just like thousands of people, their lives are so different, but they live in the same world.