Shen Shiyu's martial arts soul exploded into an ice-blue fireworks in full bloom.
The powerful shock wave spread rapidly to the surroundings, and the unfolding form of the realm shook violently under the impact of the explosion, and the light shining from the revolving lantern of life in the sky was suddenly interrupted.
Liang De's miscellaneous soul was seriously injured by the explosion. A mouthful of old blood spat out in the air and slowly fell. He clutched his chest and leaned against the vending machine behind him with a painful expression.
"Fu Di Mo, you are so powerful that you actually exploded your soul. I really can't predict the next step of this woman like you... Rua!"
Liang De's physical body collapsed directly into a puddle of mud. His miscellaneous soul was in pain under the impact of Shen Shiyu's self-destruction. The gray-black soul was full of cracks, and he had to use all his extraordinary power to repair and repair it. Nourish the soul.
At this time, the countless icy blue soul fragments flying in the sky, led by Shen Shiyu's soul that was about to disappear after self-destruction, crashed into the revolving door of life floating in the sky!
This revolving door of life is the manifestation of Liang De's own martial arts soul. The collision of Shen Shiyu is equivalent to knocking the fragments of her own soul into Liang De's martial arts soul.
The ice-blue Yuanshen fragments penetrated into the cracks of Liang De's miscellaneous Yuanshen. The Yuanshen in Liang Dezi's mansion quickly became half black and half blue!
"What are you going to do!"
Liang De's martial arts soul was infiltrated by a foreign object, causing his soul to twitch in pain.
What's even more frightening is that the extraordinary power he used to nourish his soul was inevitably absorbed by Shen Shiyu's broken soul when the soul was intertwined. The ice-blue soul fragments quickly stabilized and began to form. Fight against the black local soul.
But Liang De's miscellaneous soul was unable to resist at all.
Liang De was so angry that his soul shook violently, and he tried to squeeze Shen Shiyu's soul out of his body.
Fu Di Mo got into my body and I was penetrated by her? !
"What are you going to do! Help me, Dimo, to get out!"
I don’t want to grow another face on the back of my head in the future!
"What did you say I wanted to do? Didn't you say in the letter that you are sincere to me? Then how about we stay together forever?"
The words of trial made a cold voice in Liang De's heart.
Her soul was nourished by the basically formed martial arts soul, and her consciousness quickly stabilized. Now all her thinking and language abilities have been restored.
But she was just drinking poison to quench her thirst. She and Liang De's soul were incompatible with each other. If she transfused too much abnormal blood, she would die. Not to mention using her soul to absorb other people's extraordinary power. She wouldn't be able to hold on like this for long before her soul collapsed. .
But she only needed to hold on until the two souls began to deeply integrate.
Instead of two martial arts souls who practiced specialized skills merged and merged with each other, the final outcome was that their souls were scattered to pieces. Moreover, the pain the two souls suffered before disintegrating was unimaginable. It could be said to be more painful than being stabbed with a blunt knife.
"Ayan, sister is here to accompany you."
Shen Shiyu closed her eyes with a calm expression, as if the pain of Lingchi that was violently erupting in her soul was just an illusion.
She just wanted to spend the last time of her life quietly in the past memories with her brother.
At that time, they lived in a small mountainous city. She was in sixth grade and her brother was in third grade. They both studied in the same elementary school.
She rides a bicycle with her brother to and from school every day. Although she has to ride more than ten kilometers and pass through many uphill sections, as long as she hears her brother talking and laughing with her behind her, she doesn't remember any hard work.
Shen Shiyu's consciousness entered her memory. She put on an ordinary skirt, sat on a bench on the side of the street in the small mountain city, and looked at a pair of boys and girls not far away.
The recording angle of soul memory is like an aerial camera, except that mortals cannot interpret the memory form in the soul. After a warrior condenses his martial soul, he can use his soul to retrieve soul memories and see himself from the perspective of a bystander.
Shen Shiyu sat quietly on the bench, watching the boy and girl on the bicycle not far away slowly closing the distance.
This memory happened when I was going to school in the early morning. A black-haired girl wearing a blue and white sportswear-style school uniform was riding a bicycle hard on a long slope. Behind her sat a handsome young man whose face was half or sixty percent similar to hers. , the two people on the bicycle were talking and laughing in the morning breeze, their innocent smiling faces filled with golden sunshine...
"Ms. Shen, do you know that carrying people on a bicycle violates the Implementation Regulations of the Road Traffic Safety Law? If you are carrying a minor, the crime will be increased to one level. It is recommended that you be severely criticized and educated and the bicycle confiscated.
Moreover, it’s just two people walking down this long slope to push the cart. Look at you, you are gritting your teeth and riding up with a sullen face. Your cheeks are bulging out. You have such a stubborn temper at a young age. You are really asking for trouble. eat. "
An annoying voice that made Shen Shiyu hate her to the core sounded in her consciousness.
Shen Shiyu, who was wearing a light blue dress, turned her head angrily and saw Liang De, who was wearing a gray and black sports sweater, squatting on the curb with a cigarette in his mouth, watching this memory with her.
"Get out of here!"
"I should say this to you. If you weren't lying on your back to play in such a position where the soul and spirit overlap, could I see your memory?
Old girl, I really don’t want to see your girlhood, and I really don’t want to play with you in such an exciting way. Is it comfortable to have your body and mind destroyed? We are both almost thirty years old, so we still have to maintain our health. Lord.
Can you sit down and have a nice chat? We are all adults, what should we not say openly?
After your soul self-destructed, you were nourished by your natural divine power in time. You took a breath and could not die after a while.
Now you go out in a flash, and I will use your cells to rebuild a new body for you, guaranteed to be exactly the same as the original one.
It’s okay if you want to be different, just ask me, old girl, and move wherever you want. Brother, I have covered a wide range of subjects over the years, and my aesthetics are not bad, from ancient and modern times to Chinese and foreign countries, Europe, Japan, the United States, and Africa. I can fly in the sky and on the ground, no matter what you want. I can give you any type of good figure.
Then our accounts will be written off and we can each live our own lives, okay?
Old girl, you also said that you know that I sincerely want to be with you, but two martial arts souls are squeezed into the same room and can't move their elbows apart. How can I let you live in such a humble life?
And there is an old saying outside the customs that passionate people will always be hurt without mercy, and baskets will always hit guns. If these two people are too close, they will inevitably bump into each other, which is not conducive to maintaining the relationship in the long run.
Old girl, take a good look at yourself. She has a beautiful body, slim waist, and long legs. She looks like a stand-out beauty wherever she is. Look at me again. I don’t think I’m too ugly. She’s not too bad. .
Life is still very long. A man like me is not worth your while. You will live a Top 5 life in the future. Don’t delay yourself because of the impulse of your youth. Don’t risk your life for a scumbag like me, okay? .
It's easy to get carried away with emotional matters, but you also have to consider reality.
Where is this? This is Sheng Wuxu Private High School, a place where people kill people every day.
You are not some White Lotus who has never killed anyone. Your record is quite high. Is it your brother who is the only one who is the younger brother? I am also often the younger brother. Do I have to be willing to be killed by him?
We have to compare our minds and think in each other's shoes. "
Liang De stood up and walked to the edge of the bench to sit down. He took out a thin cigarette and handed it to Shen Shiyu.
"Old girl, let's have a cigarette to calm down. Today is a rare opportunity. Let's chat and talk to each other and talk about it. How about it?"
As soon as Shen Shiyu saw Liang De's face, she felt a painful feeling in her chest. She stood up from the bench suddenly, and her figure instantly disappeared from this young memory.
Liang De followed closely and traveled to another memory with her.
Liang De stood firm in this memory, and his eyes gradually widened as he looked at the scene around him.
"Wait a minute, this street, this building, this tree, this shoe repair shop, this cold noodle stall... isn't this the downstairs of my house!"
