Chapter 204

"I can't wait long." in that voice, there were endless sad vicissitudes of life, and despair poured in like a tide, as if to swallow her. His ten thousand years of solitude and his despair can resonate with Su Hanjin, but they can't erode her guarded heart.

She had tears in her eyes, but her eyes were especially firm. It was this firmness that made Yemin Jun gradually restrain his emotions. He looked at her quietly and looked at her with all his remaining strength.

After a long time, he reluctantly raised the rusty sword, pointed to the black hole pulled out by the sword and said, "you can go out from there."

The last light spot entered the long life lock. Su Hanjin felt that the long life lock was slightly hot. It was a peace of mind close to her skin. When the negative mood of despair hit, she couldn't even take a step forward and get close to the skeleton. However, at this time, she woke up from the emotional resonance, and joy grew in her heart and bloomed on her face.

She smiled and took a step forward.

That smile is the light blooming in the night, the rainbow in the sky after a rainy day, and a wisp of breeze to dispel the haze.

"Someone will come to save you, or do you think I can save you?" there was an indifferent smile on her face, the flying sword was freely held in her hand, and the free and easy in her eyebrows and eyes covered her face, and the smile was in this lifeless destruction array, in this darkness and dead silence, the beautiful flowers slowly blooming and the crystal dew on the flowers.

Yemin Jun glanced at the bones around him, then looked at the beauty in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

"You go, go out from here, where you come from, where you go back..."

He has been waiting for a person to find the one who can wake him up, and then reach a deal with him. Of course, no matter how reasonable and cost-effective the deal appears, it is actually a deception. He is a dead soul and naturally wants to choose the most appropriate body. And it is the best choice to see through all the people who come to him.

The man who came up to him was a woman. And this woman has a firm heart. Most importantly, the woman will not agree to make a deal with him. She knows everything. Unlike those who came here by mistake, she knows everything. She knows everything.

Those people, those who entered by mistake, those who were ecstatic and those who were vigilant, all became part of the realm of death, became dead bones and turned into dead souls. Few people could find that this was a situation, let alone find the eye of the array.

Of course, this is also because there are too few people entering by mistake. Who would have expected that this array would have such great power to turn here into an independent interface? With a sigh, ye Minjun turned and sat with his back to Su Hanjin, his spine bent into a bow, and his fingers poked the bones under him.

This action is a bit like a child squatting in the corner of the wall to draw a circle. Although he didn't speak anymore and the skeleton shelf was still a little black, sitting with his back to poke the bone would make people feel cute. Su Hanjin smiled and then saw that the black hole was gradually expanding.

Is that really an exit?

Just as she hesitated, the voice of Qiu Qianlin in her mind came again. The voice was urgent and authoritative, which made Su Hanjin slightly stunned.

"Cut off his head to find a real way out. This is a scam. Don't be deceived by his actions. Cut off his head and take away his head. His head is the essence of the real spirit and can help me recover. I need a lot of spirit nourishment and a pure..."

what?

That sentence didn't finish. It was like being forcibly cut off by someone. Su Hanjin frowned and reached out to grasp the long life lock, but at this time, he found that countless lights flew out of the long life lock and merged into a faint human shape in front of her.

It was a very faint light, not even a face, just an outline.

"He" stretched out his hand as if to caress her cheek.

The finger passed through her cheek and moved back an inch, like gently sticking to her, gently stroking her eyebrows and eyes, stroking her wet corners of her eyes. Obviously, there was no touch, but in her eyes and in her heart, there was a storm.

"Qiu Qianlin!" that was Qiu Qianlin. There was only one human figure, but she felt that it was him.

"It's me." the voice was very light and very weak, as if it could be dispersed by the wind; The voice was not directly transmitted to her mind, but listened with her ears. Even the skeleton turned around again. Every time he spoke before, the skeleton didn't move. However, at the moment, his mandible opened and looked very surprised.

"Live for yourself." Qiu Qianlin said slowly. His fingers touched her face, but passed through her face. He had been sleeping. However, this time, he knew too much. At a glance, he knew what she had experienced.

The remnant soul has no intention. He will feel unbearable pain. His fingers just happened to be next to her. It was an empty touch. However, he could imagine the temperature on her. He still remembered the softness under the palm of his hand.

"Live for yourself..." he repeated again in a low voice, and his voice was still there. His light and shadow quickly dispersed and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Only a few entered the long life lock again. Su Hanjin wanted to catch those light and shadow, but everything was in vain.

Yemin Jun's mandible could hardly close. He reluctantly connected the bone, "It's not easy to wake up and gather so many souls, but it's so scattered to say a word. The situation of the person in your long-life lock is worse than me. This time, he came out and exhausted his soul power. If there is no spiritual nourishment, I'm afraid he will sleep for thousands of years, but what can keep his last soul?"

……

Live for yourself? Qiu Qianlin told her that to live for yourself, those previous words? Cut off the skull of the skeleton and nourish a lot of spirits. Did he say that? What kept his soul? If there was no spiritual nourishment, would he sleep for thousands of years?

Those messages churned in Su Hanjin's mind. She tasted them all over in a short time, mixed them together, and let her fall into a kind of meditation.

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Outside the territory, when night falls, the dark blue sky is covered with stars, and the light from the stars shines on the tower. The man covered in black robes holds a lamp in his hand. He holds the lamp in his left hand and spreads out his right hand. There is a scald on his finger, which has been charred and scarred.

The black robed man made a low gasp because he consumed too much, and the sound fell into the ears of the kneeling man at the side of his body. The man couldn't help looking up and worried, "Wang..."

This is outside the three thousand boundaries. Although the living world has also separated from the original interface and formed its own boundary, it also belongs to the extraterritorial boundary, the communication with the living world still consumes Wang's heart and strength. However, he suddenly thought that just passing the words to the living world would have such a great loss. How did the original high priest break through the power of rules one after another, fight to destroy the flesh and soul Big loss, what about entering the lowest interface?

He has always admired the high priest. He is like the God of the extraterritorial demons. However, at this moment, he realized how powerful the high priest was in the past, how strong and tenacious the high priest's spirit was, and how much sacrifice he made.

He looked up and looked at the soul lamp in the king's hand. As a result, his face changed greatly and shouted recklessly, "king, king, soul lamp, soul lamp..."

Before, although the light of the soul lamp was weak, it had not been extinguished. However, at this time, the light disappeared. Just when he was frightened, he saw the king dial the wick, and the voice was gentle: "it hasn't been extinguished yet."

A little shimmer, only a little shimmer left.

"Why?" he murmured, but saw the king reach out and hurt his hand.

"Chenyan, he's warning me." he noticed Chenyan's resistance, so he wanted to finish the words at once, but he still didn't succeed. His hand never left the soul lamp. At that moment, the sudden power burned his hand. "High priest, try your best just to warn me, just to say a word with the variable."

The man in black smiled. His hand picked a sunspot from the nearby chessboard and took the sunspot to his fingertips to play. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "the chess pieces are in the game. He can't help it."

After that, he laughed and threw the sunspot into the air. The sunspot crossed the sky like a meteor. Finally, it turned into a star in the sky and became a star chess on the huge chessboard of the sky.

This is the power of extraterritorial demons.

After the man in black threw out the chess pieces, he stroked the soul lamp again. He murmured in a low voice, "the falling son has no regrets. You can't stop it. Do you think you have a choice?"

The next moment, the man in black stood at the edge of the tower. He threw the soul lamp high in his hand and threw it into the desert in the distance with all his strength.

The soul lamp drew an arc in the air, disappeared into the sky, shot down birds, finally landed in the sand, and was buried by yellow sand in an instant.

"Soul lamp..."

"Don't worry, his spirit will never go out, and the soul lamp will never go out anywhere." the man in black robe was faint at first, but suddenly his voice suddenly raised and screamed, "let him see how barren and barren this land is. Let him see how many people die every day. Let him see where there is vitality!"

He waved a palm and shot down a strange bird circling in the sky with strength. "If this is the so-called punishment from God, I will kill God against the sky!"

The song of strange birds is hoarse and unpleasant, because their throats are parched by the scorching sun. Like them, they have great power, but here, it is so barren and desolate. Even so, they can't get rid of it.

The destruction of the whole nation is the prophecy of the high priest. He will not let that prophecy come true.

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