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Seeing that Zeng Yi's injuries were so serious, Xue Qinghe suggested that Bone Douluo take Zeng Yi to her Tiandou team's residence. There was Jiuxin Begonia soul master Ye Lingling, who could heal Zeng Yi's injuries.
Hearing this, Gu Rong nodded. He had also heard about the horror of Jiuxin Haitang, the martial spirit. Thinking that Zeng Yi and Xue Qinghe were also friends, he rushed to Tiandou with Zeng Yi and Xue Qinghe who were seriously injured. city.
When he returned to his residence, Xue Qinghe immediately ordered someone to call Ye Lingling. When Ye Lingling arrived, he was so frightened that he covered his mouth when he saw Zeng Yi's miserable appearance.
She couldn't understand why Zeng Yi was so seriously injured in just half a day.
Ye Lingling didn't ask any questions, and immediately released his martial spirit. The elegant crabapple flower swayed gently, and the petals fell on Zeng Yi's body and blended into it.
Ye Lingling, who was already in the Soul Sect realm, had a martial soul with even more abnormal healing abilities. Moistened by the soft, vitality-filled soul power, Zeng Yi's chest was torn and fleshy, and even his ribs that could be seen began to grow flesh. .
A few minutes later, under Gu Rong's surprised gaze, Zeng Yi's chest had returned to its original state, the bruises and swelling on his face had dissipated, and rosiness appeared on his pale cheeks.
"Zeng Yi, how do you feel? Can you open your eyes?" Seeing that Zeng Yi's injuries had been healed, Xue Qinghe asked eagerly.
Hearing this, Zeng Yi slowly opened his eyes, and his blurred vision began to become clearer. Three figures were reflected in his eyes. They were Xue Qinghe, Ye Lingling and Gu Rong.
Zeng Yi nodded and said nothing happened.
Seeing Zeng Yi's restored vision, the worries in Xue Qinghe's heart also dissipated. However, before she could ask him the reason for the incident, she heard such a sentence.
"Sorry, leave me alone for a while..."
Zeng Yi's voice was very low, and the three of them couldn't help but be stunned. They could tell that Zeng Yi's current emotional state was a bit low, as if something very sad had happened.
After saying that, Zeng Yi ignored the three people, stood up silently, turned and left.
The three of them did not chase after him. They knew that Zeng Yizhi had just experienced an exciting life-and-death battle and was already exhausted physically and mentally. Now he needed to take a good rest alone.
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At night, the wind gradually became a little cooler.
Xue Qinghe came to Zeng Yi's door, reached out and knocked gently.
"Zeng Yi, are you asleep?"
After a few seconds, a voice came from inside the house.
"No, what's the matter?"
Xue Qinghe heard Zeng Yi's voice and felt relieved.
"As for tomorrow's game, as soon as your body recovers, don't play. I'll let the rest of the second team play."
There was silence in the room for a long time before one word came out.
"good."
However, there was no figure of Zeng Yi in the room.
Under the night sky, with the cool breeze blowing, a figure was lying on the sloping roof, resting his head on his hands, looking at the bright full moon in the sky.
The cool breeze blew, and the strand of hair on Zeng Yi's forehead was gently swaying. The eyes reflecting the full moon were filled with lovesickness and sadness.
"The moon is so round tonight~"
"I wonder at this moment, Dad, Mom, and Xiao Xi, will you look up at the bright moon together?"
Looking at the moon, Zeng Yi sighed sadly.
A purple bamboo flute appeared in his hand. Zeng Yi changed into a sitting position, holding the bamboo flute with both hands, and played the melodious flute music.
The sound of the flute is melodious, desolate, lonely, as if weeping as if complaining, if empty and unreal, subtle and deep. In this night, it is melodious and melodious. It makes you feel sad and emotional when you hear it, as if you are in it.
Not long after Xue Qinghe left Zeng Yi's room, he heard the flute music playing in the corridor. He couldn't help but stopped, turned to look in the direction where the flute music came from, and disappeared in a flash. .
On the roof, Zeng Yi sat facing the moon, holding a bamboo flute with both hands and playing this distant sound. Under the night wind, his clothes and long hair moved with the wind.
Xue Qinghe stood not far behind Zeng Yi, staring blankly at his back playing the flute, feeling the world that belonged to him, which was filled with endless sadness, melancholy, and loneliness.
After knowing Zeng Yi for so long, she had never seen Zeng Yi show such emotions. The loneliness and sadness that permeated the surrounding space inadvertently infected her emotions.
Listening to the feelings expressed by Xiao Le and looking at Zeng Yi's back, Xue Qinghe couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
Suddenly, she discovered that a crystal teardrop streaked across her cheek, dripped from her delicate chin, and splashed on the porcelain tiles of the roof.
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The next day was another continent-wide high-level soul master elite competition that everyone was looking forward to.
Especially when it was the Tiandou 2nd Team's turn to play, the audience's voices suddenly became louder.
However, when they saw that there were actually seven members of Tiandou Team 2 participating in the battle this time, and Zeng Yi was not among them, the faces of the audience were filled with doubts.
"This... there are such powerful players, and they are not scheduled to play, but these rotten fish and shrimps are allowed to come up and perform openly?"
"Do these capitalists think we are fools?"
... Zeng Yi didn't appear on the stage, and there was a lot of abuse in the audience, everyone talking about the Tiandou team being unworthy and daring to bury a talented soul master with such a powerful talent.
For a moment, the audience's enthusiasm for this game dissipated.
The original seven-member Tiandou Second Team was pretty good, and could be considered mid-range among the thirty participating teams. The teams they faced today were not much different from them in strength, and were all composed of soul masters.
After experiencing being crushed by the Shrek team and being criticized and educated by the team leader, the arrogant temperament of the seven members of the Tiandou Second Team has also restrained a lot. After a hard fight, Tiandou Team 2 reluctantly won the game.
At night, Zeng Yi was in the room and took out the soul bone obtained from the soul saint.
The gorgeous soul bone appears in the hand, and the crystal-like surface shines with colorful light, making people's consciousness sink into it and unable to extricate themselves.
Just looking at this soul bone, Zeng Yi felt the strange fluctuations emitted by it, which made people dizzy and had an indescribable strange feeling.
It seems that as long as he uses his soul power to pull it, the head soul bone will integrate into his body and become a part of his body.
However, Zeng Yi still restrained the impulse in his heart.
This soul bone was like an ordinary stone. Zeng Yi held it in his hand and kept throwing it upwards to catch it. Playing with this soul bone, Zeng Yi was also thinking about whether to fuse this soul bone.
Ever since the battle with the Soul Saint that day, Zeng Yi had been very interested in the soul skill that could control his five senses, but he didn't know if the soul skill that could control the five senses was the soul bone skill of this soul bone?
Zeng Yi was thinking, should he take a gamble on this soul bone?
As a Soul Saint, seven soul rings, plus a soul bone, equals eight skills.
First of all, excluding the seventh soul skill martial soul avatar, and then the two yellow century-old soul rings, it is impossible for this person to have such a powerful and abnormal soul skill.
Then, there are only five soul skills left.
If you think about it again, that kind of soul skill that controls the five senses, this kind of soul skill must only be possessed by a ten-thousand-year soul ring, right? Therefore, two thousand-year soul rings are being removed.
Then, there are only three soul skills left.
With a one-third probability, I feel like I can take a gamble.
Zeng Yi looked at the soul bone in his hand and calculated in his mind the probability of obtaining that soul skill by fusing this soul bone.
Then let’s get started.
Zeng Yi made up his mind, and immediately sat cross-legged, pulling the soul bone with his soul power, and saw that the soul bone turned into a colorful stream of light and escaped into Zeng Yi's forehead.
In the early morning, the sun rises, and the warm light of the red sun spreads across the world like the spring breeze.
Everything revives, the moist soil squirms gently, and a bud emerges. The curled bud slowly unfolds, and a crystal dewdrop slides down from the bud leaf.
On the top of the cliff, there is a vast sea of clouds, no trace of them, and the cranes sing loudly, lingering in the lingering sound.
"Drunk and riding the wind, exploring flowers in the mist, playing swords and singing wildly, the sea of clouds is vast."
In the midst of the mist, a palm parted the clouds, and in an instant, ripples appeared throughout the world, still becoming hazy and distorted.
"Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water will eventually become an illusion!"
As this heavenly voice echoed, cracks began to appear in the space, the world collapsed, and the sky was covered with tiny cracks like spider webs.
Bang~
With a crisp cracking sound, the world shattered like a broken mirror.
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