[Warm reminder: no knife]
This is where the spring breeze can't blow.
Under the gray sky, even the fertile black soil has been drained, and now it is dry and cracked as if it had been dry for several years.
Xia Qingqing's cry swayed in the wilderness, and it had a strong penetrating power like a vertebra.
puff-
Zhao Haiya was deeply stabbed.
He clenched his fists, and red blood appeared in his eyes.
He wanted to go up to comfort Junior Sister Xia, but in the end he was helpless and let go of his clenched fists.
"I can't do it, I can't do anything!"
What's the use of talking
Can he bring back his dead classmates, can he bring back the missing master
he can not.
He is trash!
Zhao Haiya wanted to cry too.
Depressed.
lost.
down to despair.
Various emotions lingered in Zhao Haiya's mind.
It was a ball of wool that was constantly being cut and untidy.
Zhao Haiya is not a cat, he is naturally not interested in wool balls.
He stood in the cold wind.
His past flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.
Before he met Bai Lian, he always stabbed around with a gun.
He delusionally thinks that he can bring the light back to this increasingly broken world by himself.
But he still thought more.
He only had a vague idea, and he never had a detailed plan for how to implement it.
He can't deceive others, not even himself.
He pokes in the east and pokes in the west.
Back and forth, often repeated, but in the end, I still can't find a doorway to enter.
It was this emotional turmoil that kept him stuck at the peak of Nascent Soul, unable to break through.
The Yin Fire Tribulation is the Heavenly Tribulation of Refining the Heart.
If you doubt yourself during the calamity, you will most likely be burned to ashes by the yin fire.
It was the encounter with Bai Lian that opened the door to a new world for Zhao Haiya.
That door is heavy.
The road behind that door, though rough and narrow, was inevitably stained with some dirt and blood.
But as long as he can get to the end of that road smoothly, he can feel happy and see a spacious world full of light.
This has a fatal attraction to him.
The small boats that are sailing in the dark on the Black Sea are in desperate need of a lighthouse that can illuminate the road ahead.
At that moment, Zhao Haiya's gun became more stable and sharper.
He is not light.
He also cannot produce light.
But he can be a porter of light!
Move, move out of a future!
His heart suddenly became clear.
The estrangement disappeared for many years, and it didn't take long for him to break through to the God Transformation stage as easily as it came naturally.
Degenerate God.
That year, Zhao Haiya was proud of his horse's hoof in the spring breeze. He felt that he had finally stepped into the top layer of this world and had the ability to show his ambitions.
He resolutely abandoned his master's training plan and went into the world alone.
Only by walking through the red dust in person can you know what the red dust needs and what the people in the red dust need.
Can…
fake.
all fake.
The God Transformation period is the top layer of a fart.
He was still the weak one he used to be.
Even if he finds the light, when the collapse comes, who can't even protect him, how can he have the ability to carry the light
Zhao Haiya's waist bent when he was hit.
His hands were trembling lightly, like an old man.
Bai Lian, who was always observing nearby, naturally noticed his abnormality.
But she couldn't care less about it now.
Compared with Zhao Haiya, Xia Qingqing's problem is more serious.
She tried to ask Xia Qingqing if she had any clues, but Xia Qingqing's mind was in a mess and couldn't figure out the logic at all.
"I don't know... I just heard cries... I was in retreat... and everyone died..."
"Bai Lian, what happened?"
She cried, her voice gradually hoarse.
"… "
Bai Lian also wanted to know what happened.
Originally, she found a remnant soul, but that remnant soul was too fragile.
If the person who was here just now was Master, the situation would be completely different.
Or she's too picky.
Those immortal powers can be calculated directly, or they can go back to the past...
[past]
correct!
Bai Lian's eyes lit up.
She can give it a try. Although her [Lord of the Past] field cannot really allow her to cross the river of time, it can reproduce the past in a small area.
Bai Lian is an activist.
Just do it!
The clone is equivalent to the extension of her body, the feeling of the clone can be transmitted to the main body, and the ability of her main body to control, the clone can also use.
Of course, not all avatars have this kind of power.
The main reason is that Daluo's 500 million Dharma Body is really powerful.
dripping...
now.
Yinhui shot san from Bailian's right eye.
Her waterfall-like three thousand blue silks turned into a snow-like crystal color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even her eyebrows seemed to be dyed with a layer of frost.
At this moment, the temperature of the deadly Tianjimen plummeted, turning from a dead gray-white to an ice-white color.
Winter is coming!
Although it is still a cool color, it has some vitality.
The severe cold made Zhao Haiya and Xia Qingqing seem to be frozen. They stopped shaking and stared blankly at Bai Lian, whose appearance had changed drastically.
This…