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Chapter 165: When the wind blows and the sky turns cold, if you don’t die, good luck will come.
"Savage people, how can you understand my immortal family's way of formation? My place is no longer restricted by the fourth layer of space, but there is still half a layer!" Su Ming's vision was blurred, and when it became clear, he appeared in front of him. A dark place, here is a cave, there is no light around, only a little bit can be seen clearly.
"Hurry up and send me home. I was seriously injured back then and have never healed. Now I have given up on this deity. Now I only have this avatar. It won't be too long. Once the deity dies, if I haven't left, I will perish with it!
Only when the clone leaves the barbarian tribe and can cut off the connection with the original body under the different laws of the Immortal Family can he survive. "The sound of heavy breathing came from beside Su Ming. Handong grabbed Su Ming's shoulders tightly. His face was only seven inches away from Su Ming. He stared into Su Ming's eyes, which revealed madness and anxiety. , at this moment, he was almost desperate, and he no longer had the peace he had before.
"I have no way to send you back." Su Ming was silent for a moment and then spoke slowly.
"I'll say it again, send me back!!" Hankong roared, grabbing Su Ming's shoulders with a murderous look on his face.
"If you don't believe it, you can seize it and look through my memories to see if I lied to you..." Su Ming looked calmly and looked at Handong. This was his purpose!
At the end of the passage, outside the stone wall, he realized a lot of things, and he hesitated about whether he really lost some memories. He couldn't ignore these things, and he wanted to figure it out.
But Su Ming knew that with his own cultivation, he couldn't know what happened to him, so he thought of the ancestors of Hanshan and what He Feng said... seizing the body!
There is one thing in this Duoshe, that is, you can forcibly look through the memory during the process!
What He Feng couldn't do, Su Ming believed that the Hanshan ancestor in front of him could do it.
"I want to know why there is pity in Han Cangzi's eyes... I want to know why there is no mention of the fire barbarian clan being slaughtered by the barbarian gods in Nan Tian's words... I want to know the difference between the indifferent eyes that appeared on that red road and that In a word, why makes me nervous and scared...
I want to know, if my memory really disappears, when did this disappeared memory happen...
I want to know what happened in the lost memory...
I want to know if everything about grandpa and Wushan is just a dream of mine..." Su Ming closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, looking at the panting and ferocious Hankong.
"Help me, tell me, what is missing in my memory, and tell yourself why I don't have a way to send you back to your hometown, and prove whether I have lied to you.
Help me...tell me...who I am..." Su Ming spoke softly, with persistence in his eyes.
Handong stared at Su Ming. Under Su Ming's gaze, for some reason, he felt an unexplainable fear in his heart. What he feared was Su Ming's calmness at this moment. What he feared was that he had never encountered anyone like him in his life. Let others help you seize your own things.
"Simply seizing the house and searching for the soul, you can't see the complete memory, only scattered fragments... If you don't send me back, and you take the initiative to ask me to seize the house, then I will help you once!
This clone of mine was made from a barbarian. This person already had the cultivation of the barbarian bone sacrifice realm. If you really want me to help you, I can only make you into my clone!
If I die, you will die with me. If you don't die, it is fate. If I fulfill my wish, it doesn't matter to you! "Hankong has lived for a long time, how can he not see the mystery here, but he has no time... There is a trace of resentment in Hankong's eyes. He has waited for 8000 years, but what he got in exchange is this result. He can't Go home, unable to return to your hometown.
Even at this moment, he can die at any time. Once the real person outside dies, he will not survive. Instead of dying like this, it is better to make the fate in front of him that gave him hope and shattered his hope into his own clone, and die together, no matter what. No matter what, you can indeed see all the other party's memories.
Before Su Ming could nod in agreement, Hankong raised his right hand fiercely and pressed his palm on his abdomen. His whole body suddenly shook, and with a bang in front of Su Ming, his whole body turned into a ball of blood mist.
This blood mist stained Su Ming's body. A golden light flashed in the mist, and a palm-sized golden figure rushed out of the mist and headed straight for Su Ming's eyebrows. The figure looked like Han Kong, but Its strength is far from comparable to that of Feng.
This little person has solidified, not a spiritual body, but the soul above the spiritual infant!There is a golden spine in its body!
Although this spine is dim in color, it still exudes a wild atmosphere. This object is the first ancestral bone in the body that was cultivated by a strong person in the bone sacrifice realm!
Things were a little different from Su Ming's prediction, but the end result was still the same. He didn't resist, and closed his eyes as he looked at the approaching Handong Soul.
"There are very few things in this world that can cover everything. Because there is a mistake, there will be a right. I bet!"
The moment his eyes closed, the soul of Handong touched Su Ming's eyebrows, instantly penetrated into it, and disappeared. The moment he disappeared, Su Ming's body trembled violently, and the face hidden under the mask , showing the pain.
This kind of pain is countless times more intense than when He Feng seized the body before, and it is even impossible to compare at all. It is as different as heaven and earth. It is not only a severe physical pain, but also a feeling of countless bone needles drilling into the pores, but also a mental pain. It's like the mountains are pressing down, as if they are going to shatter into pieces.
Under this severe pain, Su Ming's masked face had blood dripping down the mask. This was the blood flowing out of his seven orifices at this moment!
The pain was indescribable, but Su Ming did not roar or go crazy. He sat cross-legged and his eyes revealed the calmness of Gujing Bubo.
Silently enduring the pain, silently feeling Han Kong's seizure of the body, whether it is refining the avatar, everything is endured calmly.
Until his vision blurred, until he once again came to the place he had been before, the only empty space of more than ten feet in a world covered by the vast mist.
Su Ming was still the weak cloud floating here. The familiar feeling and the thought of making plans made Su Ming neither shiver nor afraid. He looked at the dazzling golden light beside him, which made him feel as if he was about to melt.
His soul was so big that it was several feet tall. Compared with Su Ming, the other party was like a giant of heaven and earth. When it came, Su Ming's empty space of more than ten feet was shaken. It seemed that it could not bear it and was about to collapse.
That dazzling golden light and that tall figure made Su Ming feel like he was in the midst of raging wolves before he got close to him, ready to be extinguished at any time.
"What kind of sea of ​​consciousness is this... there is so much fog!" After Hankong saw his surroundings clearly, his soul face immediately showed a look of shock. He understood what this meant, and looked at Su Ming fiercely, eyes filled with confusion. With complexity.
"I, I will fulfill you!" As soon as Hankong's words came out, his huge primordial spirit opened his mouth fiercely, and sucked towards Su Ming, and immediately the ghost group formed by Su Ming went straight to Hankong.
Although it was swallowed up, this was Su Ming's sea of ​​consciousness. He could still see that the mist in front of him was quickly thinning, and the memory of coming to the land of Nanchen was quickly passing away...
"This time, can I see..." Su Ming murmured.
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It's the end of the month, and in the last few hours, the amount of monthly tickets no longer matters. Yue Ergen is very quiet this month. It's good to write my own book and clarify my own way.
This chapter has 2000 words. Sorry, it will break out tomorrow. There will be a first update in the early morning.
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