"Hey, I understand..." Ying Zheng was already frustrated, but he heard the voice of the Hongmeng Spirit.↗Ding Dian Novel,.
The battle of souls is a pure battle of souls, and any other power is useless and cannot help in the slightest.
But Ying Zheng suddenly found that his soul was wrapped in the colorful original glow, and the soul power of the Hongmeng Spirit could not do anything to him.
At this moment, Ying Zheng deeply felt the joy of surviving the disaster. He did not dare to be careless at that moment. With the help of Qicai Origin, his soul quickly regained the air control of the soul sea, and expelled and surrounded the soul of Hongmeng Spirit in a corner. .
Kill them all, Ying Zheng doesn't want to do this, the Hongmeng spirit is kind to him no matter what, and has made too many sacrifices to protect the Hongmeng clan.
He can indeed get unimaginable benefits by devouring the Hongmeng Spirit, but Ying Zheng is not such an ungrateful, cold-blooded person.
Although he killed many people, he did it all for the sake of the overall situation and had no choice but to do so. Since coming to this world, Ying Zheng has never killed anyone indiscriminately because of his personal relationship. Except for feeling sorry for Concubine Feng, Ying Zheng has never used his power to do anything. Bullying.
Naturally, he is not a saint, but a man has clear grievances and grievances. Ying Zheng is not a person without principles. He has his own code of conduct.
"Senior, you have completely failed. Leave!" After Ying Zheng figured it out, he immediately said to the spirit of Hongmeng.
"Oh? Don't you know how much benefit you will get from swallowing my soul? Not to mention the origin of Hongmeng, as long as you fuse my soul, you will have gained my realm understanding. From then on, you will not reach the peak of reincarnation realm. There will be another bottleneck." Hongmeng Spirit was a little surprised when he heard Ying Zheng's words, and then seduced Ying Zheng without caring.
Although Ying Zheng knew that he would get huge benefits by swallowing the Hongmeng Spirit, it was still beyond his imagination. To say that he was not moved would undoubtedly be hypocritical. But he is a principled person.
A heartbeat does not necessarily lead to action. Ying Zheng believed that what he got in vain would definitely not be as good as what he had worked hard for, so he refused: "Senior, please leave! From now on, we will no longer have the slightest friendship, and our grudges will be wiped out."
"You are very good..." Hongmeng Spirit praised, and the huge soul power left Ying Zheng's soul sea.
Ying Zheng's soul breathed a sigh of relief, and then regained control of his physical body. He looked at the Hongmeng spirit who was still standing on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky.
After thinking for a while, Ying Zheng bowed to the figure of the Hongmeng Spirit. He did not want to have any entanglement with the Hongmeng Spirit and just wanted to leave.
"I don't need this anymore, so I'll let you do it!" Hongmeng Spirit knew at all that Ying Zheng wanted to leave, so she didn't turn around, and directly threw a ball of light with her right hand and flew towards Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng was startled for a moment, and then he saw the fist-sized Hongmeng Origin in his hand, and he was very moved. Although he had seven great origins, in terms of measurement, they were not as big as the Hongmeng Origin given by the Hongmeng Spirit.
It's just that there is no meaning in thanking you. The power of the source is what Ying Zheng needs most, and he did not refuse. He secretly made up his mind to repay the spirit of Hongmeng if he had the opportunity.
So Ying Zheng no longer hesitated, bent down again to worship the Hongmeng Spirit, and then disappeared.
Just when Ying Zheng left, the figure of the Hongmeng Spirit became increasingly faint, as if it was about to disappear into nothingness.
"Master..." Xiao Hei's figure slowly appeared on the top of the mountain. He looked at the Hongmeng Spirit with concern, his face full of sadness.
"Xiao Hei, I'm tired..." Hongmeng Spirit's voice was very soft, and her flawless face looked into the void with fascination.
"Master, without the origin of Hongmeng..." Xiao Hei's tone was helpless, his face extremely anxious.
"The strong have the dignity of the strong. To linger without hope is the greatest insult to me." Hongmeng Spirit turned around, but her body became more transparent.
"But..." Xiao Hei saw the Hongmeng Spirit staring straight at him, and he did not dare to look into the bright eyes of the Hongmeng Spirit.
"It must have been tens of billions of years, right? Xiaohei, I understand your intention, and I feel wronged to you. Alas, I think you were also the number one supreme of the demon clan at the time, but it was the only one in my heart, I'm sorry..." Hongmeng's spirit seemed to
It brought back long-lasting memories, and his bright eyes were a little sad.
"No, Master, you will always be an unattainable goddess in Xiao Hei's heart. Xiao Hei has never had the slightest thought." There was a trace of nervousness on Xiao Hei's face, as if a child who had been seen through by an adult had made a mistake.
, panicked and at a loss.
"You just lack confidence, alas! But under its invincible brilliance, no genius will have confidence anymore." The Hongmeng Spirit said with a very complicated expression.
Thinking of that invincible and glorious figure that suppressed the past and present, Xiao Hei showed a look of respect and fear on his face. He never belittled himself, but after meeting it, Xiao Hei understood that he would live in the shadow of its glory for the rest of his life.
"Xiao Hei, please leave! Go find the sky that belongs to you!" Hongmeng Spirit has said these words countless times. Although she knew it was useless, she still couldn't help but persuade her again.
"Haha, the master is right. To linger is the greatest insult to a strong man. I will go with the master." Xiao Hei said firmly with a look of relief on his face.
"Alas! Why are you doing this? You are different from me. Your soul is good at playing and can recreate the body." Hongmeng Spirit sighed, his voice full of guilt.
"You..." Hongmeng Spirit had just finished speaking, his bright eyes showed a sad look, pointing at Xiao Hei, and found that he was speechless.
"Master, you said it was too late, just let Xiao Hei accompany you through the last part of the journey!" Xiao Hei looked calm, and his body was quickly fading and dissipating.
"I've been sorry to you all my life. I know that you destroyed your body just to prevent me from feeling a little miserable. Why are you so stupid? You know that I only have it in my heart, and you are just my best friend." Hongmeng Spirit.
Although she didn't want to say it, she didn't want to deceive Xiao Hei, her best friend.
"As long as I can accompany the master all the time, no matter what my identity is, I think it's worth it." Xiao Hei didn't seem to be surprised by Hongmeng Spirit's words. He smiled slightly. His face at this time no longer looked old, but
He turned into a strange and handsome young man, just for the last time, so that the spirit of Hongmeng could see him at his best.
"Okay, then let us spend the last days of our lives together." Hongmeng Spirit turned around and looked up into the void. She closed her bright eyes, and cold tears pierced her flawless face.
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Xiao Hei just stood quietly behind her, looking at her desolate and lonely figure, his eyes full of love and tenderness.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but the mountain is still a mountain, the sky is still blue, the flowers are still enchanting, but the old friend is missing...
True love lasts forever in heaven and earth, and true love is buried deep in the heart. Waiting for thousands of years is just for a moment of persistence.
Blood is spilled at the end of the wasteland, souls are scattered at the end of the universe, even if the body is broken into pieces and the soul is scattered, it is just for that moment of looking back...
The dead tree smiles when spring comes,
All things wither and mourn their appearance.
The beautiful shadow of the solitary mountain gradually becomes hazy,
The peerless beauty has been covered in dust.
[In fact, I don’t really want to talk nonsense. I would like to declare that this book is not a historical subject, but a fantasy. Don’t talk about the history of the Qin State. The emperor of the Qin State knows the history very well, but the emperor does not write history books! If you like to criticize, just continue! Tomorrow is the 10th
I have resigned. There will be more updates. I hope everyone will support the emperor!] (To be continued...)