MTL - So What If You’ve Been Reborn?-Chapter 336 Third crack

It is a landslide, and there is no pressure from the flame at this time. . .

People who have been thinking hard for many years, just in front of their own eyes, can be close to themselves, just - completely different from the imagination!

"Don't be afraid."

The soft, low-pitched voice was repeated in his ear and repeated, and the cool palm of his hand covered his eyes again.

- Can't see, but can feel it.

If it is difficult to accept such a thing from the flame, then it is better to look at it than to look at it.

The flames of the flames wanted to avoid, but the temperature of the palm made him somewhat unwilling to push away. He took a deep breath and said that he didn't have to relieve his troubles, and he adjusted his interest for the real yuan.

Spiked tingling.

For the flame, it is nothing but a frown.

Closed-minded Vipassana, I saw the centrifugation of the fairy nucleus, another crack is emerging.

"Well."

The pain is even more than a hundred times. This time, I was snorted from the flames.

This kind of hard life is smashed by the beginning of the skull!

Chen He was still ahead of the promotion of Daluo Jinxian. The strength of repairing the savings in the Liuyan Mountain was only able to make the two cracks appear in the fairy nucleus. It was all right. The ordinary immortals were the first crack in the fairy nucleus. Head, Chen He only needs to continue to practice, step by step, in time, will become a golden fairy.

However, the situation of the unidentified body from the flames used the power of the sense of the ground in the robbery, prompting the second crack to appear.

After that, it is neglecting the abnormality of the fairy nucleus. Now the third crack appears along the trajectory of the two cracks in front, and it is already too late to suppress.

Within three days, Jinxian will break open the fairy nucleus and reborn.

The body is completely blended with the fairy tales, and since then, it has the ability to touch the aura of the fairy world. It does not require a mount, a void can stand, and even in the Tianhe can come and go freely, even after the tempered soul re-enters the turbid little world. In the six rounds of reincarnation, it can also be condensed and does not stick to cause and effect.

There is a saying in the fairy world. Above the golden fairy, it is the real immortal. The other ones are just chickens and dogs. It is no different from the Lingmu flowers on the fairyland.

There are not many, no more and no less.

Jin Xian, thousands of years and even tens of thousands of years of hard work, must be used to break through and smelt the fairy nucleus. Now Chen Wo does not have enough real elements, the nucleus has cracks, and naturally counters itself.

"Teacher?"

The vague shouts appear in the ear and sound very far away.

From the flames, I want to stay awake, but under the pain, there is a white mist floating in the cracks of the fairy nucleus.

——The young boy who took out a few bottles of nectar and jade liquid from the release, drunk and squatted to go to bathe, then squatted in the tub and couldn’t get up, or released it to the screen and fished it.

Juvenile wet hands and feet, the release of clothes tossed and drenched.

The dizzy teenager, full of bed and touch, insisted on finding clothes to change the wet clothes to the brothers, and when he couldn’t touch it, he muttered where the storage bag was, and climbed and rolled on the soft bedding without hesitation. I completely forgot that he had finished bathing and had not worn any clothes!

It’s impossible to say that the flame has been so stupid.

The headache is even worse, the memory of the white mist is not over:

The eyes were fascinated, and the young boy who was screaming was going back to the tub and kept saying that he was hiding in the water. Someone at sea was waiting to catch him. After a while, he touched the empty neck, and his face was grievances and said that Yu Pei was lost. The brothers gave him his self-defense artifacts, and he was not good at how to release them.

There is a heart that bleeds from the flame.

The next scene, even if the flames can not restrain the real yuan flowing to the heart of the fairy core, the blood is more and more turbulent, the cracks are infiltrated with golden blood, and the heart is broken.

A stream of blood spouted.

From the flames, it is like falling into the sea of ​​knives and mountains, involuntarily tossing.

In fact, he did not move when he was lying down. He himself in the consciousness, like falling down from the steep cliff, could not tell where it was at the end, all over the body, and the spirit was shaken.

At this time, a familiar force caught him and pulled the flame away from the faint edge.

"..."

Everything is a ghost, and I can't see anything. I lifted my arm from the flames and then I felt a clear touch on my eyebrows. I pressed myself and rushed into the purple house.

The soul is wrapped in that thing.

Because of this barrier, the pain gradually weakened, and when the flame came back, I found that my soul was curling up, like drawing strength from the other side.

The pale flames, along with the real yuan, flow endlessly.

The fusion of spirits and souls is the ultimate enjoyment, but because the body is forcibly torn by the apocalyptic celestial nucleus, the pain has taken up all consciousness, and the only thing that can alleviate this kind of torture is the soul that continues to approach each other.

I did not know that the flames, his body also unconsciously obeyed this instinct.

The sharp tingling of the body meridians was torn and crushed, and suddenly there was a piece missing. It was clearly distinguished from the flames. He felt that the palm of his hand was pressed on several acupoints on his back, and the input of the real yuan diluted the pain.

"Prevent the crack on the fairy nucleus from expanding."

The voices that came from the soul of the soul shook away from the flame consciousness.

Needless to say, he also knows where the problem is, but the crack has an opening, and it is hard to climb the sky if you want it to stop cracking.

"Teacher..."

When I explained this, I couldn’t tell the difference from the flame.

There is still a white mist in the gap, which is a scene that makes the flames more inconspicuous...

"Be calm and calm, hold the yuan and keep one."

"..."

The flame of the flame almost collapsed - at this time let him meditate? ! How did you think about it?

"Uncomfortable, or a headache?" The release of the suffocating white mist, asked Chen Wo.

"...headache!" The young man in the phantom memory squats on his shoulders.

I heard the words of the release again, and I realized that I was awakened from the flame. In addition to her anger, I explained the same words.

Uncomfortable is affirmation. He has cultivated for many years. How has he been close to people? But the physical discomfort is not important at all. The trouble is the fairy nucleus still in the attack.

From the flames, he said: "Headache."

"Take a little more."

This is nonsense. What can I do now? Leaving from the flames, one day...

He was stunned at the bottom, and he seemed to have the idea of ​​giving birth to a haze, but forcing him to take the real core to destroy the heart of the fairy nucleus, so that he could not think of a complete thing, but only concentrate on the crack.

I don't know how long the past is, it may be counting interest, or half a moment, because in the consciousness of the flame, every interest is very long.

The crack has moved from the top of the fairy nucleus to half of the position...

At this time, the flame suddenly appeared black.

Lifting up and grasping the right hand of the release, the consciousness slowly sinks down, suddenly squatting in the white flame of Chen Wo, following the meridians, forming a path, and driving Chen He’s original real yuan, forcing to calm down. It’s down.

This share of interest has gradually expanded, and all the scattered real elements have been absorbed.

On the upper lip, the lower will be yin.

Closely connected, no gaps.

The anger from the flame heart, with the rising temperature of the rising heat, and the return to the consciousness of waking, scattered a lot, just clenched his teeth, not giving a little 呻 / 吟.

The soul of the soul is covered by the release, even...

Annoyed from the flames of the anger, he relaxed, and the crack of the fairy nucleus spread again immediately.

"what!"

The broken sound that blurted out was quickly gone.

It is not a sense of frustration that is powerless, and the true element of forcible circulation, which gathers the aura of chaos and chaos over and over again, forming a strong support, is a gentle but irresistible guide.

"Sister brother..."

After a meal, some horror looked at the younger brother who was calling for him.

He used the soul of the soul to share the pain of the fairy nucleus draining the meridians, pale, sweaty, and to appease when the flame consciousness was chaotic.

Just called him, is Chen Wo?

When he screamed at him, he did not rely on it. He always took a cold look and was determined to be calm. This tone is not like him.

"Brother, I am wrong..."

A sulky person, and a low proverb.

Chen He wanted to curl up, but he was crushed by his hands and feet and could not move.

"Brother, Heaven can't go with me."

Release the slow movement and caress the younger brother's back.

Suddenly, Chen He opened his eyes, and the chaotic still sharp eyes, it was the consciousness to re-awake, leaving the flames with depression and unwillingness: "...enough!"

Can you be so shameful?

Everything depends on the release, is this like? He has been in love for many years, but not so naive!

"I know..." I thought about it. I followed the idea of ​​the flame and divided the flames and Chen He into two people. "He also knows everything. Chen He, I regret it, I met in the red wind desert. When you arrive, give your life to you."

A sharp contraction from the flame hole, the killing is coming.

Regret? What is the excuse to say, regretting that he is entangled with him? Regret they are brothers? regret…

"If I can take you back to Heiyuan Valley, Tiandao will not go back to the time, we will not rob the immortal. After the end of the life, we will be on the other side of the yellow spring of the Forgotten River, and keep the cause and effect of your burning in Yunzhou."

Interpretation will bring the younger brother closer, saying: "If you want to reincarnate for redemption, I will practice with the world and join you in the world."

This is not only from the mouth, but also the two people's souls, the ideas conveyed in part.

"When Chen Wo has your memory, he often has nightmares. When he wakes up, he can't tell which one is his own."

"Like you think this is a fantasy, Chen He will treat every day he spends as a fantasy."

"If the red wind desert..."

He couldn’t help but tremble. He never thought about it. For many years, he would be easily broken by a sentence.

Once he was relieved, he only left him with a sentence. Even if he looks like he, he does not know from the flame.

He screamed and asked: "You told me not to be fatal, why don't you live alive?"

"Because I didn't meet you early, this time I used to be..."

After the release of the words, I felt that I had tightened my arms from the flames. From the waist to the entire shoulder, I was hurt by the flames. He wanted to say something, but he found that the younger brother had been comatose.

The soul of the soul re-explored, the gap between Chen He’s heart and the nucleus cracked, slowly ending...