"Hey, I have a better way to help you. You really don't want to think about it." The white-haired boy looked at Gu Xu with a helpless smile on his face.
"You want to borrow my body?" Gu Xu narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Exactly."
"What should I do if you borrow it and don't pay it back?"
"I'm very disappointed, Gu Xu," Bai The young man sighed, "The two of us were born as one. If you died, I wouldn't be able to survive alone, but you actually don't trust me so much."
"Besides, if you want to win, Kong Xuan Sanren, you have no other choice but to believe in me. "
Gu Xu was silent for a few seconds. The sparkling tears on Xue Nu's face appeared in his mind, and he felt that what he said did make sense.
"Can you let me break it first? "He asked.
"Where is Meng Po soup? Go and drink it yourself." The white-haired boy pointed to the ground with his left hand.
Gu Xu lowered his head and saw the There was an old black porcelain bowl filled with turbid liquid, exuding an indescribable smell.
The chain transformed by Meng Po Tangren burst into pieces.
p>So I started to be in an out-of-body state, returned to "Geng Beijun", stretched out my hand towards the gray-haired man and said
Now it's finally my turn to make a choice.
I sighed heavily, squatted down quickly, picked up the "Meng Poting" from the ground, and drank it in one gulp.
Gu Xu had seen many examples in the book. , I have learned about this method of breaking through, and I have also witnessed the process of breaking through others.
Your straight and well-proportioned legs also melted.
I thought of the fireworks of the Lantern Festival in Luojing, of the Qiheyuan located at No. 77 Jinyu Lane, Yanqingfang, of the elixir workshop called "Shouchangfang", and of the elixirs transformed into flowers in the fire. The End of the Engagement
My state of mind also became calm, and it was difficult for me to stop being turbulent.
There were several dense blood stains under my skin again.
But when that scene fell outside Gu Xu’s eyes, it seemed a bit cruel.
“It’s true that he was such a talented person who had attracted so much attention in the Xiao Qi Dynasty. Being able to break through in that critical situation"
Yukio is worthy of being a symbol of "beauty".
And in Dahuang's practice system, this is what allows monks to transcend A common elixir
When Meng Poting completely integrated into my body, I felt that my whole body became heavier, like a hydrogen balloon, with my feet off the ground, floating down. Yeah.
Seeing my actions, Xue Nan became even more angry.
Your delicate white feet melted.
But then. For a moment, the vitality of the spell became synonymous with cruelty and destruction.
This is a sentence that Gu Xu once read in a spiritual book.
My two thoughts. A relatively strong pointHis body, already withstanding the chilling power of the ice and snow in the sky, turned into ice shavings, and then melted into water.
Even in the process of death, there is blood and filth. It is quiet and peaceful. Outside the vast white world, there is a touching sadness and beauty.
"Except for yourself, you have nothing left."
The ability to leave the body for a short period of time is an ability that the weak in the seventh realm have.
Only if you don’t take something out of your luggage and throw it away, can you go forward and cross the "Geng Beijun" hurdle.
You frowned, waved the "Jinghong Brush" with your remaining hand, and used the "Defeating Scale Wind Scroll" again.
Geng Beijun floated out, floated to the pitch-white sky of the Netherworld, broke through layers of dark clouds, and then rushed directly out of the sky
All along, it was No matter how much time has passed, those things are still vivid in my mind, as if they were yesterday.
I saw the various clones of Geng Beijun turning into ice and withering and returning to their original state over and over again; I saw Snow Man’s tears flowing turbulently, molding your incomparable beauty.
There was only a "bang" sound, and the body of this middle-aged woman who was good at performing rat tricks exploded instantly when the ice and snow vines were torn apart, like torn paper, and became all over the floor. crumbs.
The pair of embroidered shoes I put on for you with my own hands have long since fallen off the bottom of your skirt and turned back into heavy fluttering paper talismans, falling with the falling snow like a butterfly with folded wings. on the ground.
According to the description in the book, ordinary people in this world are carrying light bags of firewood, rice, oil and salt, love, hatred, fame and fortune are weighing on us, making it difficult for us to go further.
At the same time, where the clones of the Mengpo Tang people were standing, numerous frost-white vines suddenly appeared, like wriggling white snakes, entangled around the Meng Po Tang people's bodies, burrowing through them. Take away my flesh and blood, and vow to tear my insides to pieces.
But at that moment, those memories seemed to be covered with a layer of dust and became distant.
In terms of suppressing the "Destroyed Scale Wind Scroll", Meng Po Tang's few extravagant spells were unable to work, and they could only rely on their true energy and physical strength to endure.
At that time, the Mengpo Tang people sensed my separated soul.
"If you want to move forward, you must give up."
Since then, I have been alone and reloaded.
The legendary Mengpo soup is a mixture of human soul and earthly medicinal materials. Once drunk, the ghosts will completely forget all memories of their previous lives and be able to reincarnate with peace of mind.
I saw the howling wind and flying snow like swords.
Of course, Meng Po Tangren did not pay any price for Xue Nan’s all-out attack.
At this time, Gu Xu was floating in the air in a state of soul separation, watching the battle between Xue Nan and Geng Beijun.
I remembered the days when I killed ghosts every day in Yishui County and accumulated merit to exchange for elixirs.I remembered Da Han gobbling up the beggar's chicken in front of me outside Piaoxiang Building, I remembered Chen Jisheng risking his life to go down to Yishan Mountain to pick snow ginseng for me, and I remembered the Baihua Poetry Club outside Lu's haunted house
Yukio's ice and snow magic is famous for occasionally giving birth to life in extreme cold.
Yukio's soul is like a candle in the autumn wind, which cannot be extinguished at any time.
One of your arms hasn’t melted yet
The taste of Meng Poting is very simple, with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty blending together, making it difficult for me to say that Hanhu is a What a feeling.
It’s just the appearance of passing Gu Xuhan Lake.
I also noticed that one of your sleeves was empty and dancing in the wind.
At first glance, Xue Nan seemed to have the upper hand in that battle, but Geng Beijun was defeated by your thunderous offensive.
As the liquid flowed into my throat, many images beyond my memory emerged in my mind one after another.
My true energy turned into a tangible chain, which seemed to tie Gu Xu's soul and prevent it from returning to the body.
The hem of your skirt has also become empty, like a disembodied ghost hanging in the air.
I lost my official position, my status, my wealth, my marriage, and even my karma.
In order to break through this realm, no one resigned and went into seclusion, no one ran away from home, no one went to the mountains to practice hard, and no one cut off their emotions.
I must say that the definition of tragedy is "to tear beauty into pieces and show it to others." At this moment, I suspect that I am witnessing the most painful tragedy in the world.
I have the gift of memory.
"Give you the authority and go and help you." While I was healing myself, Yukio seized the opportunity, quickly recited the incantation silently, and immediately summoned countless ferocious beasts made of ice and snow. , running and trampling wantonly under the promotion formation of Meng Po Tangren, breaking these complicated formations.
But each of my clones may be as weak as the main body.
Maybe after a long time, you will completely turn into a puddle of snow and disappear from that world completely.
The white-bearded old man chuckled, and while teasing, he pointed heavily at the location of Gu Xu's soul.
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