how to kill a dragon

Chapter 108
The pure golden fairy bone slowly took shape in Wang Xiaotai's body, supporting countless powers of faith to flow endlessly in her body, repairing her body, perfecting her root bones, and shaping her godhead.

The half-godhead that was once not perfect gradually became complete.

Today, the fairy has become a god in a hundred cases.

Feeling the unprecedented change in her body, no amount of money can buy it, and no amount of elixir can achieve it, Wang Xiaotai still cried wildly and shook her head, desperately avoiding the overwhelming light-colored human souls.

Dodging the enviable heaven-sent opportunity.

"Go away, go away, go away..."

"Go away..."

She was still full of anger at the beginning, and she emphasized every word, but she repeated this sentence over and over again, and her voice became softer and softer, as if all her strength had been drained.

The world was shaking, Wang Xiaotai got up from the ground staggeringly, turned around and ran away, staggered, fell into the soil, and continued to get up and run away.

Fall, run again, fall again, run again.

In a trance, she returned to the eight hundred li Jinghe many years ago, but at this time she was even more desperate than before, she just murmured in a low voice, get out, get out, I don't want you, I don't want you.

"Father, mother, look, look! I have the power of faith, a lot of power of faith, and I am rich, very rich."

"Look at my blood, it's golden, I'm Fuyao Empress! I'll soon, soon have my own godhead, do you believe in me, I will become a god by myself, I don't want you, I don't want You sacrificed to me..."

Wang Xiaotai cut her own wrist without hesitation, but only a drop of golden blood remained from the huge wound, which fell to the ground and turned into a small piece of gold.

Wang Xiaotai murmured, "I am Mistress Fuyao, Mistress Fuyao with thousands of believers..."

A light-colored ghost who has been by Wang Xiaotai's side touched Wang Xiaotai's head. It was the breath of her father. Wang Xiaotai seemed to have heard her father say, "You are Xiaotai."

Wang Xiaotai shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face, "I'm not Xiaotai, I'm not, I'm Fuyao Mistress, I can save you, I'm Fuyao Mistress, I have strength, you see, I have power!"

"I have grown up, I can save you... I can!"

"You guys...go to the next life!"

Why don't you go!

Why should you stay by my side!Why can't I die!

Why!

go, go!
I don't want you guys anymore!

You go to reincarnation, to the afterlife!

Don't follow me, don't follow me!
let me die!die!

But no matter where she was hiding, no matter what she said, these light-colored souls rushed into her body like moths to a flame.

The world is vast, there is no way to escape, nowhere to hide.

She could only passively accept this huge sacrifice.

Wang Xiaotai tried to kill herself, tried to bite off her own tongue, bit her own wrist, and smashed her head, but she has become a godhead, no matter how much she hurt her body, the power of faith can quickly repair her body.

Wang Xiaotai stumbled and even took the initiative to run in the direction where Ao Shun was, and opened her arms to Ao Shun who had been quiet.

"Ao Shun!"

"Ao Shun!"

"Ao Shun!"

Wang Xiaotai desperately yelled Ao Shun's name, calling him to kill herself, she had never expected Ao Shun so much.

Don't you hate me!Aren't you going to eat me!Don't you want revenge!
come!

come!

come!

eat me!kill me!

come!

But Ao Shun's soul has long been devoured by countless light-colored soul shadows, and after those light-colored soul shadows ate Ao Shun's dragon soul, they rushed towards him with red dragon soul fragments without looking back. Wang Xiaotai's direction melted into her body, adding luster to her godhead.

Spiritual fusion.

Even Ao Ren couldn't find fault this time.

Wang Xiaotai's godhead deeply exudes Ao Shun's dragon flavor, and only the deep fusion of godhead, spirit and soul can have such fusion.

She is indeed Ao Shun's surviving widow.

There are countless points of light in the sky, gentle and vast, rushing toward Wang Xiaotai irresistibly, like meteors, like the Milky Way, like all the vast, peaceful and eternal existences.

That is the expectation and sustenance of countless people.

They gave up the hope of reincarnation, no longer reincarnated, and voluntarily offered sacrifices to help her get rid of the entanglement of Ao Shun's dragon soul and help her leave Wenxin Jing. Thousands of souls paved a way for Wang Xiaotai to become a god.

Wang Xiaotai fell to the ground again, choked on a mouthful of dirt, and her face and body were covered with muddy water.

Since the beginning of the world, there has never been such a miserable god in this world.

The tip of Wang Xiaotai's nose felt sore and hot, her brain was numb, and the piercing pain spread from her chest. She gave up running and fell to the ground, crying like a child.

Isn't everything going to get better?

It's all deceptive!
deceitful...

They say I can protect you if I have power, why is everything getting worse and worse?

What did i do wrong?Why
Why!

The heavenly ladder that can walk out of the Mirror of Inquisition shifted to Wang Xiaotai's feet at some point, and countless souls stood behind her, supporting their little gods, and walked up the infinitely vibrant heavenly ladder.

With the support of countless light-colored souls, Wang Xiaotai was forced to move forward step by step.

"Little Moss, go forward, keep walking, go out, everything will be fine, Dad will always push you behind you, don't be afraid."

A big rough hand was placed behind Wang Xiaotai, gently pushing her forward.

"Auntie is here too."

"Little Moss, don't look back, go straight ahead, be good."

A warm hand was placed behind Wang Xiaotai, gently pushing her forward.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaotai, Xiaotai is the bravest, isn't she! Cowards are the only ones who cry all day long! Xiaotai is not a counselor, is she?"

A small and immature hand was also placed behind Wang Xiaotai, gently pushing her up.

Wang Xiaotai suddenly stopped, this voice, this hand...
It turned out that Dandan was also behind her.

Inadvertently, her palm was already bigger than Dandan's.

She has grown up.

Her dry eyes could still shed tears of blood. Golden blood flowed out from her eye sockets. Wang Xiaotai couldn't help crying, trembling all over. She was pushed forward by countless invisible hands behind her, leaving mottled spots on the steps. gold seal.

Go forward.

Go forward.

Go forward.

live.

everything will be fine.

Sure, it will be fine.

Countless light-colored souls stretched out their hands to Wang Xiaotai who was walking up the steps step by step, and gently pushed her forward.

Among these people were the village head, Wang Xiaotai's former neighbors, uncles and aunts whom Wang Xiaotai couldn't name, and her long-dead loved ones, relatives and friends.

Wang Xiaotai finally knew why there was no resentment and a large number of resentment crystals in the 60-mile Jinghe River where [-] people suffered such a tragic death.

It is none other than the souls of the 60 people living in Jinghe, eight hundred miles away, who help Wang Xiaotai in the Mirror of Questioning Heart.

They had been following behind Wang Xiaotai.

Watching this little girl step up to Jiuzhongtian to complain for them, watching her erect a monument for them, and revenge for their dragon slaying.

They have always been her strongest backing, they watched her, waiting for her revenge, or her joining.

Success or failure, they welcome her.

There are countless pairs of gentle and firm hands behind her, supporting and lifting Wang Xiaotai when she was about to fall countless times.

Supporting her step by step, slowly and firmly, she walked up the steps of the sky and walked out of this bright world step by step.

Wang Xiaotai's lips were bleeding from her bite, she wanted to go back and look at their faces, she wanted to tell them that she missed them very much.

She wanted to turn around and look at her old friend's face again.

She was afraid that she would forget their faces, and that they would never be together forever.

But those light-colored souls seemed to be able to sense her thoughts, and stroked the back of her head gently but firmly, preventing her from turning around.

You can't look back, if you look back, you won't be able to go, and everything will fall short.

Can't turn back.

If you want to leave Wenxinjing, you can't look back!

Wang Xiaotai abruptly stopped turning her head, and walked stiffly to the highest point of the sky step by step.

In Wen Xinjing's sky, snowflakes slowly began to fall.

Wang Xiaotai caught a snowflake that floated in front of her. This kind of snowflake was a rare gray color, thinner than confetti and gold leaf, and it scattered with the wind without blowing.

This is soul ashes.

Ashes of the soul.

People can reincarnate after death, and the soul will not turn into such gray ashes.

The death of a single person will not cause such a large area of ​​ashes.

This kind of soul ashes can only be produced if the soul is not reborn and the soul is broken.

I don't know how many souls passed away to cause this overwhelming soul ashes.

Gray snowflakes floated lightly from the air, and soon, a layer of gray frost covered the ground.

Amidst the ashes of the soul, Wang Xiaotai's pale lips were stained with bright golden blood, and she looked even more magical and gorgeous than before.

The golden blood dripped from the high sky steps to the ground, and the frivolous soul ash was quickly dyed, looking like dazzling golden hibiscus blooming in winter, with a thrilling beauty.

The world mourns frost.

　(Should be) the last abuse! !After this, Xiaomo should not suffer anymore!

　　sorry!
　　sorry!
　　sorry!
　　Even if what happened to Xiaomo is placed on a dog and a chicken, that dog and that chicken will stand up and rebel against fate!

　　Also please understand Xiaotai's series of crazy batch operations later!

　　Thank you Athland students for your monthly ticket support!

　　Thank you for the lost memories, I will never remember my classmate's barefoot little moss!
　　You have pinched so much and are so gorgeous, I am going to watch those videos carefully and make some clothes for Xiaomo.

　　At present, the most gorgeous and valuable setting is the priest's uniform after Xiaomo officially became a god. I am going to make a crown for her. According to the information, the gods with a relatively large coffee position can wear this kind of hat

　　
　
(End of this chapter)