The dazzling purple-gold light was like the dawn bursting out in the darkness, dazzling and compelling. At this moment, Xiaoyao once felt that he was about to return to the academy completely, and the terrifying burnt smell filled the air around him, no matter what the building objects were.
It turned into nothingness in the purple-gold light, a large area was burned, and the smell was soaring to the sky.
"It hurts! Numb!"
Thousands of purple-gold electric currents were wandering crazily on his body. Xiaoyao felt that his whole body no longer belonged to him. Every trace of water and blood was constantly dissipating in the purple-gold electric current that permeated his body. His body became thinner and thinner, even the bones inside
They all became extremely soft and crumbling in an instant.
This feeling.
It's simply worse than death.
Wisps of invisible power continued to escape from Xiaoyao's body. This power seemed to gradually merge with the purple-gold lightning in the air. Part of it returned to Xiaoyao's body, and part of it disappeared into the body of the little purple-gold beast.
Xiaoyao's eyes widened. The long experience made his nerves remain active at this moment. He could clearly feel the pain and changes coming from his whole body bit by bit, but he was unable to change it.
"ah!!!"
A silent cry burst out from his throat.
But he still couldn't send out a single word, and it couldn't relieve her pain at all.
In the golden glow.
The little thing seemed to have consumed too much energy and had fallen asleep. Its whole body was covered in this purple-gold electric light, but it was not disturbed by the electric light at all. It was quiet and snoring softly from time to time. Xiaoyao had mixed feelings, his hands
He desperately tried to support his limp body and walk out of this area.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
"No matter what, even if I face a desperate situation, I am not willing to die like this!"
Anger, unwillingness, humiliation.
All the emotions seemed to sweep from the depths of his heart and spread throughout his body in an instant. He was breathing heavily, his eyes were not focused, and even everything in front of him seemed to be invisible. He could only rely on instinct to crawl towards the outside. Although
Every time he moves, he needs to expend a lot of physical strength and energy, but he never gives up.
Giving up means death.
And hard work means that there may be a glimmer of hope. Although it is slim, there is obsession in the heart.
in the body.
Amidst Xiaoyao's unwilling roar, there seemed to be an inexplicable thunder that resounded, majestic and majestic.
…
Jiuxiao Peak.
Sitting in front of hundreds of ancient and vast stone monuments, the old man guarding the tomb with an indifferent expression suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, his eyes looked towards the distant direction, where wisps of brilliant light shone.
"It's the breath of thunder!"
"Did it show up again?"
There was anger, desolation, and unwillingness in his quiet murmur. He flashed and disappeared in front of the Jiuxiao Dian Hall.
Xiaoyao Xiaozhu.
Looking down from the air, the entire Xiaoyao Xiaozhu is fragrant and peaceful, with the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds. However, there is a scene on the side outside the study that greatly ruins the scene. I can see wisps of purple-gold lightning within a radius of about 100 meters.
It was flashing, and the whole ground was pitch black and filled with an unpleasant burning smell. A man was staggering, his whole body was also black, but he still had vitality. He pressed his hands on the black ground and climbed outwards.
Move away.
the other side.
The unknown little purple gold beast snored softly.
Whoosh!
The figure of the old man guarding the tomb suddenly appeared. When he saw the scene in front of him, his expression changed and his body disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared at the same place, a happy figure appeared in his hands.
Chichi~
The body is supported by gentle force.
A jade bottle appeared in the hand of the old man guarding the tomb. He looked at Xiaoyao's black and scorched body, with a flash of coldness in his eyes. He opened the bottle cap and dropped the water droplets from the jade bottle. The moment the water drops flowed out of the bottle mouth, the surroundings were surrounded by
The extremely rich profound energy swept in crazily, and the profound energy became stronger and stronger, until the water droplets submerged into Xiaoyao's body, but did not disperse but merged into the inside of his body even more excitedly.
"Fortunately it's you, if it were anyone else..."
The water drops dripped, and a large amount of mysterious energy and vitality rushed through Xiaoyao's body over and over again. Like soft water, the blood, bones, and skin were quickly restored in just a few breaths. The blood became solid again, and the bones
It is extremely tough, the meridians are full and powerful, and the skin gradually transforms from black to bronze again.
In just five or six breaths, Xiaoyao was completely pulled back from the edge of death, and the strength of his whole body increased instead of decreasing!
See this.
The old man guarding the tomb gently put down Xiaoyao and appeared in front of the little purple gold beast in a flash.
The little beast snored lightly and slept very peacefully.
It looks extremely cute at this moment. If it hadn't been for the terrifying purple-gold lightning that burst out from its body before, no one would have thought it was such a terrifying existence.
"Forty years ago."
"You ruined him. Today, you smell the breath of freedom, are you here again?"
The old man guarding the tomb looked cold.
He stared at the little snoring beast and murmured: "I didn't want him to come to Xiaoyao Peak, but I didn't expect that his own choice would still be here. Is this fate and cannot be changed?"
"Thunder Source!"
"Why did you appear in our Jiuxiao Sword Sect? Why?!"
"Hate it!!"
In the silent roar, hundreds of stone tablets standing in front of the main hall seemed to appear in front of the old man guarding the tomb. In his heart, they were not stone tablets, but individual souls, each with their own thoughts, brilliant years, and magnificent stories.
What a tombstone! How many ancestors of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect are buried there? The old man guarding the tomb can clearly remember them.
In the midst of roaring.
The old man guarding the tomb took a deep look at Xiaoyao and shouted lowly.
In the dark.
"Xiaoyao disciple, wake up!"
Xiaoyao, who was in a coma and sleeping, suddenly heard a low and indifferent voice. The familiar yet unfamiliar breath made him confused for a moment, and then he immediately realized that it was the voice of the old man guarding the grave of his master.
He suddenly woke up.
His upper body suddenly exerted force, and his whole body bounced. He looked around, and there was no sign of Master at all. But he found that his body was extremely powerful at this moment, and it seemed that there was endless strength hidden in his body. He remembered before
Scenes of the scene, I think of the shocking purple-gold lightning that enveloped me, and I think of the little purple-gold beast.
His eyes turned.
He just stared at the little beast that was snoring softly.
Fear flashed in his eyes.
"Huh."
"What's going on? Looking at it, I actually feel an inexplicable fondness for it, as if I feel that it is part of my body and will never hurt me!"
"How is this going?!"
Xiaoyao was greatly confused.
But the intuition in his heart was extremely clear and strong, so strong that he couldn't even think of being defensive when facing the little beast.
He couldn't help but slowly walked towards the little beast.
Huhu~
The little beast was snoring slightly, like a sleeping child, and looked extremely cute. His heart was already cold, but at this moment, he couldn't resist the instinctive closeness. He came to the little beast's side gently and hugged it gently.
, the original 'mousetrap' that imprisoned it has long since turned into a piece of charred black powder.
In confusion, Xiaoyao hugged the little beast and looked at him suddenly.
"Master!"
He even looked in the direction of Jiuxiao Peak in the distance: "Maybe Master can help me clarify my doubts!"
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PS: When I saw the millions of RMB reward from the readers of Shenji Dashen, I immediately became jealous and jealous. I was thinking... I don’t want to say millions for this one, but a deacon and a helmsman, then I will give more.
How many updates have there been? The future is beckoning to me... The revolution still requires hard work!
