The Tooth Wound Dragon Ancestor looked at Mo Xuan with some distress.

This arrogant young man, who has been hit many times since he was born, has been promoted on the verge of collapse.

Unexpectedly, he finally lost to the young man.

When looking at Mo Xuan, the ancestor's eyes showed a rare look of compassion.

With a wave of his hand, Mo Xuanshi's memories were replenished, but only the memories of Lin Hao were missing.

The look of confusion in his eyes receded, and Mo Xuan regained his clarity.

"Ancestor, I don't know what caused me to be seriously injured this time, is there still such a strong person in this world?"

"That man has been killed by you, and he seriously wounded you before he died, and the name of the deceased is not worth remembering. ”

Although Mo Xuan had doubts, he could only accept this result.

"Then am I going to the sea to help Murphy again?"

"Well, let go of the jealousy in your heart and help him, so that you can continue to improve in your state of mind. ”

"You must know that you are the best in the younger generation, and you must not let down your talent. ”

Old Ancestor had already seen that what was bothering Mo Xuan was by no means the strength of his spiritual power, but the obstacle of his state of mind.

As long as he can let go of the many distractions in his heart and always pursue the most powerful power, then he is definitely much stronger than he is now.

The pitch-black spiritual power was dispersed and transformed into the most authentic color.

Thick spiritual power was poured down the top of Mo Xuan's head, replenishing his lost spiritual power.

When Mo Xuan opened his eyes again, except for the memory he had lost, he was no different from before the battle.

If you insist on talking about the changes, it may be that he is missing an obsession in his heart.

As Mo Xuan's figure disappeared in the darkness, his figure reappeared in the sea.

The Tribal Alliance, however, is in turmoil.

Since its inception, the Tribal Alliance has not been so badly hit.

Lin Dashen, the head of the twelve gods, was killed in battle, and Lin Hao was seriously injured and unconscious.

The person in charge naturally fell on Lin Xian's head, and without Lin Hao's advice behind his back, Lin Xian was powerless to do many things.

As a result, the rights of the entire alliance were transferred to Lin Lu.

The boy was already a leader at the age of ten, and the burden on his shoulders fell on his thin shoulders, which not only did not crush him, but made him more determined for the glory of the tribe.

After dealing with the tribe's affairs, according to the usual practice, he had to report to Lin Xian.

Gently pushing open the door, I was greeted by the face covered with tears.

He couldn't remember how many times Lin Xian had cried, although he had also persuaded him, but before he could say a few words, he would cry first.

"Take me to tell Lord Lin Hao that everything is fine in the tribe, and the Great Divine Envoy Lin has been buried on the back mountain of the tribal alliance, and when he wants to see it, he can watch us in the back mountain at any time. ”

"Lin Sishen made the other side normal, although he tore his face with the Canglong tribe, but the other party has not reacted otherwise. ”

"There is still no news from the Twelve Divine Envoys of Lin, presumably he is training himself somewhere, right?"

"That's it, I'll quit first. ”

Lin Xian's eyes were silent, and he just said his hard work mechanically.

"Do you hear that, under the protection of you and Lin Da, the tribal alliance has survived, you should wake up early, I miss you." ”

This is the eighth day of Lin Hao's coma.

The news of Lin Hao's coma had already reached Mo Fei's ears, and without Lin Xian's surveillance, Mu Yu was finally able to let go of his hands and feet to investigate.

Mo Fei found it hard to believe that Lin Hao could actually kill Mo Xuan.

You must know that Mo Xuan has just broken through, and his strength is not comparable to the original one.

Despite this, Mo Xuan actually failed.

For a moment, Murphy wanted to go to the Tribal Alliance to find out.

But now he didn't dare to fully believe Mu Yu's news, and the mecha matter was a big loophole.

So he wasn't sure now whether Lin Hao was seducing him so that he could attack and kill him.

Suppressing the desire to kill Lin Hao, Mo Fei continued to lurk in Lin Si's mecha detachment.

He wants to take the opportunity to break through in turn, completely pull out Lin Hao's power in the sea area, and grasp all the power of faith in the sea area in his hands.

To deal with a person like Lin Hao with a whimsical strategy, Mo Fei firmly believes that the only way to do it step by step and eat him away little by little is the safest way.

Mo Fei was right, he had an advantage now, and he didn't have to worry at all, but this also made him lose the easiest opportunity to kill Lin Hao.

Lin Hao, who he was thinking about, was on the verge of life and death at this time.

Lin Hao's spirit was greatly traumatized, which was also the reason why he fell into a coma.

It's a place as pale as snow, and you don't feel a trace of weight here.

The soul is as if it is separated from the body.

He didn't even know if he was alive or dead, where he came from, or where he was going.

My brain is empty, and I can't take any interest in anything.

Lin Hao was wandering in this void, like a lonely ghost.

"Tick!"

The sound of water droplets could be heard in the distance, and it was as harsh as thunder in this silent space.

Lin Hao lost his soul and walked towards the sound of water droplets, the sound of water droplets sounded very close, but the actual distance was far and terrifying.

Finally having a goal, the sound of water drops seems to have become Lin Hao's spiritual pillar.

With heavy steps, he walked forward step by step.

Coming closer, there was a milky white liquid from here, and the sound came from here.

The body squatted down uncontrollably, looking at the milky white liquid, Lin Hao's eyes gradually had a glimmer of light.

He saw the figure reflected in the liquid,

It was a bloodless, lifeless young man, and there was no vitality in his face.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's the walking dead.

Lin Xian instilled all his spiritual power into Lin Hao's mind, carefully looking for his autonomous consciousness.

The more he searched, the more desperate he became, and even Lin Xian's spiritual power was immersed in sadness.

As far as she knew, the only elixir that could heal the soul was the Seven Star Grass, but where to find it now?

Most of the Seven Star Grass had been absorbed by him, and the rest was given to Xiao Qi.

Tears dripped from his soul and fell on Lin Hao's mind.

The sound of ticking water that Lin Hao found was Lin Xian's tears.

Looking at the puddle of clear water in front of him, Lin Hao sensed a familiar feeling.

It was an indelible mark engraved on my heart, very familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.

He only knew that this pool of clear water could be compared to his life.

The figure in Qing Shui became clearer and clearer, and he gradually saw his face clearly.

A name came to his mind.

Lin Hao!

The person in the water is Lin Hao, so who am I?

Then, another girl appeared in the clear water.

Lin Hao blurted out, "Lin Xian!"

After finishing speaking, he was also stunned for a moment.

Lin Xian?

Is it the girl in front of you?

Why is she so sad?

Has she lost her beloved?

Lin Hao touched the reflection in the clear water distressedly, but as soon as he touched the water, the figures of the two were destroyed into layers of ripples.

The more he tried to catch him, the farther and farther the girl named Lin Xian got farther and farther away from him.

Gradually, Lin Hao's emotions were also infected with some sadness.

When the water was calm, he stared at the reflection in the water in a lonely daze.

Suddenly, there was a smile on the corner of Lin Hao's mouth, and it seemed that just by looking at Lin Xian like this, he could get great satisfaction.

Maybe it's thousands of years, maybe it's just a short moment.

With the sound of dripping water, Lin Hao had more and more mood swings.

Lin Xian's hand trembled, and she found that Lin Hao's soul had fluctuated slightly.

Although it is almost impossible to check, compared to the previous days, this is a big improvement.

With this glimmer of hope, Lin Xian mobilized his soul power and began to repair Lin Hao's broken soul.

This time, when the broken souls were close together, they did not repel each other, but only leaned together, although they could not heal, but finally they were no longer separated.

Regardless of the prostration of his spirit, Lin Xian released his strength with all his might, and the yin and yang points behind him bloomed with brilliant brilliance.

"How is Lin Hao, can you wake up?"

Lin Xian turned his head and looked at Mu Yu vigilantly.

"Just wait, and I'll call you when he wakes up." ”

"Oh, then I'll go and wait. ”

However, Mu Yu was still walking towards Lin Xian step by step.

Suddenly, a small room next to them exploded with layers of sawdust, and a graceful figure walked out of the sawdust.

When she sensed Lin Hao's shattered soul, she rushed over like crazy.

"Seventh Sister!"