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Lingzhen quietly looks at Linglian who is getting closer and closer to him. His small face is round and his smile is peaceful. He gently opens his hand and hugs the last Linglian. With the black awn wrapped up, his body turns into a little bit of Linglian. His smile is full of satisfaction and happiness. He slowly closes his eyes and Lingzhen's figure disappears completely.

When the last ray of aura is completely submerged in the Linglian, there is only a white jade like stone suspended under the Linglian, holding up the Linglian.

In the distance, there seems to be an ethereal song, with sadness and endless melancholy.

"On the top of the sky, there is a beautiful flame burning. A streamer comes and falls on the flame. The flame cracks and endless flames fall, giving birth to countless lives. On the top of the sky, there is a dark stone waiting for the beautiful flame. When the streamer falls on the flame, the stone begins to cry, and he loses his beautiful flame..."

Xuanye listened quietly for a while and looked up. The spring, which had lost its aura, began to flow slowly. Although it was very slow, it had begun to breed the birth opportunity.

The white jade stone slowly carried the lotus into the deepest part of the spring. It was the place where the spirit of the spring was the most abundant. It was also the place where the lotus was nourished before the spirit. There, the spirit was extracted from the water of the spring and injected into the lotus. A little slender roots came out from the bottom of the lotus and took root in the stone to absorb vitality.

As the vitality is absorbed, the white jade stone gradually becomes dim.

Is this what Lingyu wants? Xuanye seemed to know a little bit. He thought maybe he should do something. He raised his hand and put his index finger in the air. With powerful black awn, Sisi went to the white stone.

Xuanye picked up the ink treasure and left the spring without looking back. As his figure goes far away, countless fluorescent stones appear, paving the world behind him.

The black awn breaks the void with twinkling, and the dark night steps in. The black awn falls and completely covers his figure and disappears in the secluded spring. The slowly flowing water of the secluded spring ripples in circles, and a figure slowly swims under the water.

Why can't you open your eyes? Mo Bao has tried countless times, but her consciousness is still tied up. In the vast world of consciousness, Mo Bao wants to roar and roar. This feeling is too collapsed. She can only feel that she is held by Xuanye. This feeling that the body initiative is not in her control is really bad.

Suddenly, a sigh came into the consciousness of Mo Bao. She looked around alertly. Except for the vast expanse of white, she didn't see any figure.

"Who? Come out and hide the head and tail. "

"It's me."

As the familiar voice sounded, the figure of Van Gogh appeared in the consciousness of Mo Bao. His pale and weak face was full of morbid beauty. He stood there in a long gown, looking at Mo Bao quietly.

"Vatican!" Mo Bao cried out, and she immediately thought of the shell fragment. If it wasn't for this guy in front of her, she might not have come to the secluded spring at all: "what the hell are you doing, FANA? Why do I see fragments of shells? "

"Nothing. It's just something wrong." Van Gogh said that the cloud is light and the wind is light, the eyes are looking at Mo Bao gently, the eyes are sentimental and gentle, and even the voice is soft: "you are trapped in your own body, aren't you?"

"Well, how do you know?"

"Because I know it in your body." FANA watched Mo Bao's face become unfriendly. He broke into a smile, which made his face look more vivid.

Well, Mo Bao admits that she's a bit stupid. The main reason is that there are so many brain burning things recently that she can't cope with them. Looking at Van Gogh, she always feels that something's wrong, and what did they just say?

"What's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." FANA obviously didn't want to say more. He approached Mo Bao and looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to imprint her in his mind. Mo Bao was a little creepy when he saw him. She suddenly thought of something in her mind. She immediately stepped back to distance herself from Van Gogh.

"Do you want my blood again?"

Last time, Van Gogh tried his best to get Mo Bao's blood, but he didn't succeed. This time, he suddenly appeared. Mo Bao felt that it was because of this again. She said, "three drops, no more."

"No longer needed." FANA's voice was misty. At last, he took a deep look at Mo Bao. He raised his hand. A little fluorescence fell into Mo Bao's consciousness. His voice became more and more misty: "it's not my wish that you come to the secluded spring. Everything is destiny. Mo Bao, take care."

Take care!

No matter how Mo Bao shouts or looks for him, he is not responding to her. Again, Mo Bao always feels uneasy. Something must have happened to him.

"Brahma, come out. Why do you say that it's not your wish to let me come to the secluded spring? Do you know what you need? I'll give you my blood. Come out."

Mo Bao cries hard, her lips squirm, and her consciousness begins to struggle: FANA, FANA...

holding Mo Bao out of the dark night, he feels the movement in his arms. He steps down and looks at Mo Bao. Mo Bao's lips tremble and seems to be saying something. His pale little face is also full of struggle. He bends down and wants to hear her voice clearly."Fa, FANA."

Van Gogh! A certain beast's murderous spirit flashed away, and it was the guy of van'a again. It seems that he needs to find van'a to have a good heart talk and abuse van'a's muscles and bones.

Pan Ge, who is squinting and dozing, is startled by the sudden murderous spirit. When he sees that it's a fierce animal of Taotie, he directly kneels down, his head is low on the ground, and his body is shivering. Is he found lazy by Taotie? Pan Ge is afraid that his head and body will be separated in the next second.

"Taotie fierce beast, I have been seriously guarding here, never a bit lazy and lax."

"Well, are you really lazy and lax?" Xuanye took a cold look, swept the corner of Pan GE's eyes, and squinted in disgust: "your eye excrement is going to fall to the ground."

"Ah

Pan Ge went to wipe his eyes in a hurry. He cried in his heart. It's over, it's over. He was found by the gluttonous beast. Is he going to be eaten and turned into excrement.

Xuanye ignores pan Ge. He sends out the ancient fierce beast '.

With the fierce momentum of destroying the sky and the earth, the black awn swept past the strange animals and went straight to the direction of the drought.

Holding the ink treasure, Xuanye turns her head slightly, and her eyes follow the direction of the black awn. The big beast, the Silver Pheasant, runs fast enough.