Being in tension for a long time, people will always fall into exhaustion unconsciously, and Chang Ling doesn't know when, the two voices in his head stopped arguing.

By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already bright.

In her current situation, she is obviously no longer able to explore other places in the secret realm, but fortunately, there are still many points of light that have turned into the Xuan Soul Grass in her sea of consciousness, and she can warm up her soul here first.

The top priority is to complete the second soul split as soon as possible.

She didn't know how long she could hold on with such madness and confusion of consciousness.

Human resilience is probably constantly showing in pain, and on the third day of staying here, she can already move as usual, and when her body is moving, one of the consciousnesses has tacitly relinquished control.

On the seventh day, the last point of light in the sea of consciousness melted into her soul, and she opened her eyes, her gaze sharp.

The steps of each soul division are the same, but this time the soul is divided, because the two divine souls are hers, and they both have independent consciousness, and no one wants to be the one who is 'divided'.

After a few days of calm, the two consciousnesses began to quarrel in her mind again.

Chang Ling sat there in a daze, trying to control his body and ask for help from Luoyue, but he couldn't speak.

She didn't know what state the moon had recovered to now, and she hadn't heard a response from him for days since she attacked the snake last time.

The Falling Moon never let her down.

"Chang Ling, relax. ”

The black mist invaded her sea of knowledge, and it fused perfectly with the original black fog in the sea of knowledge.

Suddenly, a spirit was immobilized.

The divine soul in the sea of consciousness was the same as Chang Ling's appearance, and at this time, 'she' stood there stiffly, looking at the figure of her other self shrouded in black mist.

"Now, I'm the one who was given up, I'm really sad. She raised her hand softly and wiped away her empty tears.

"Chang Ling, go on, you have to become a very powerful person. ”

After she said this, her whole body began to gradually melt into a huge ball of light.

The hustle and bustle in his mind all faded, and sobriety and severe pain hit Chang Ling together.

The ball of light was split from the center, tearing apart little by little.

The second consciousness had disappeared, and all the pain of that light cluster had been transmitted to Chang Ling's divine soul.

............

Wisps of black mist came out of the unconscious Chang Ling, condensing into an extraordinarily thin figure of the falling moon.

His body was a little more transparent as before, and he looked at Chang Ling who was unconscious, the expression on his face was obscure.

They are different people.

Two identical spirits competing for the body, obviously it is already an incompatible situation, but no one wants to fight to the death.

Originally, he had other methods, such as cutting off the connection between the soul that was about to be split and the body, so that the consciousness would suffer and then lose it.

But he understood that if Chang Ling had a choice, she would rather bear it all by 'herself'.

She had a lot of persistence and persistence that he couldn't understand, and there were occasional moments when he liked these traits very much.

Maybe he was the same innocent and enthusiastic when he was young, with a clear distinction between good and evil, and always thought that he could save the common people and protect the world, but the vast majority of people can't even live their own lives.

He wasn't immune.

I don't know how long Chang Ling can last.