Roaming Collector

Zuo Ci!If this lightning can't kill me, I will definitely peel you off to vent my hatred!

This is the most real thought in my heart at the moment when I knocked Shana into the air and was pierced by the sky thunder.

Yes, I didn't get struck by lightning for no reason.In other words, the natural thunder and lightning in this world will not attack me on its own initiative no matter what.

Zuo Ci!

At the moment when I felt the hostility and crisis from the sky, the scarlet letter given by Brother Pan let me know who was behind the scenes.

This lingering Taoist actually took advantage of the celestial phenomena to attract the thunder of nature to attack Lao Tzu!

The heavenly power of nature belongs to the power of the world itself, although Zuo Ci can barely attract a small wave, it is not something that I can bear now.

With a strength value of more than 3 and a strength of nearly [-], under the bombardment of the sky thunder, it is as fragile as a piece of thin paper.

Easily destroying my body armor, without giving me a chance to curse the power of the sky thunder, it brought my consciousness into darkness.

Hope, don't just hang up like this...

……

The moment he regained consciousness was due to the warm current in his body and Brother Pan's prompt.

The warm current flowing through all parts of the body like a massage is very comfortable. If it is expected, it should contain terrifying life energy.

[Drinking a large amount of [Immortal Blood], the physique degenerates, and the upper limit of physique +100]

Immortal blood?It's not good...

Brother Pan’s reminder gave me a bad premonition. After a careful feeling, there is indeed a feeling of liquid flowing in the esophagus.

The warm current has not yet swam through the necrotic eyes, and I, who cannot open them, have the spiritual power to do it for me.

The mental power stretched out, and the scene that was generally imprinted in the depths of my mind like a scan was You who kept tearing open the wound on my wrist and pouring my own blood into my mouth.

stop now!Don't you silly girl know it hurts? !

I really wanted to yell out these words, but this hateful body was half cooked by Tianlei, and I couldn't move or speak the words at all.

A large amount of vitality contained in You's blood is constantly repairing my body, but this kind of comfort is a kind of torment and torture to my heart.

Just some blood poured into the mouth can repair most of the ripe body. It is conceivable that You's blood has a strong effect on wound healing and repairing ability. Similarly, You used his other intact hand to die. One can imagine the pain I endured when I opened my wound that was constantly healing.

Very heartbroken.

How could such a delicate and soft wrist withstand such bloody torture?

Also very shocking.

Shocked by this bloody, undisguised emotion.

Yu's feelings flowed into my body through the blood and poured into my heart.

Can't help but think of the first scene, that demure but lonely figure sitting quietly in front of the supermarket.

I can't forget the pair of eyes that left a deep impression on me, blue, deep, and clear, like the most perfect sapphires in the world.

I can't forget the beauty that broke my heart for the first time, and I can't forget the loneliness, loneliness and helplessness portrayed by those clear eyes.

You are kind, different from those hypocrites, but the most genuine kindness from the bottom of your heart.

Even if he was forcibly given such an unfair fate, he couldn't read even the slightest bit of resentment from those clear eyes.

She is this kind of person, she does not turn kindness into actions, but kindness in her heart, kindness is like clear water.

Maybe it was because of her clear water nature that that world forced this fate on her?

Yu is different from me, I don't have any concept of good and evil.In other words, whether good or bad, they are all a part of my reality, mixed together, indistinguishable from each other.

If You's heart is a pool of clear water, then my heart is a big dye vat that mixes dyes of various colors and perfectly blends all the dyes into one.

The color of the same amount of pigment mixed together is pure black, as black as ink, but it is an extraordinarily pure color.Therefore, it is the true self, the most authentic basic color.

Black can accommodate all colors, because pure black represents the acme of color.

Pure white cannot dilute pure black, it will only be polluted by pure black.The only thing that can dilute pure black is colorless that is as clear as water.

Diluted pure black is still pure black, but it is still different from undiluted black.

You's blood, with her feelings and her "kindness" to me, is like the clear and pure water, infused with my truth and my pure blackness.

Thus, the first throbbing occurred.

I was fascinated by You, obsessed with her clarity, her beauty, and her black-bellied pranks from time to time.

Because when you come into contact with my "black", will you be stained black?That's why those black bellies always come to me alone, and I enjoy it.

Because that is the "black" that belongs to me, the "black" that I dyed You.

It turned out that there was already my color in You's clarity, but I didn't realize it because she was too clear.

While my thoughts were tumbling, I finally figured out everything, Yu's feelings for me, and myself who was gradually being diluted.

The blood of immortality gradually replaced my original blood, poured into my heart, and poured into my limbs from the heart.

At the moment when my hands regained control, I blocked the "source of life" that made my heart ache with the fastest speed and the most gentle way.

Similarly, I also made up my mind - to tell Yu without any concealment, what I feel at the moment.

Because I am domineering and also purely "black".

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As I write this, I have to mention Zuo Ci who hasn't shown up for a long time.

No, in fact, Zuo Ci made a brief appearance after the Daoist competition incident.

Do you remember what was mentioned in the previous article, when Tianyin appeared, on an unknown mountain in Lujiang, that white-haired, wrinkled face was muttering: "Although the Canglong is bound, But the book of misfortune was lost! After fourteen years, the troubled times are coming to an end, is it time?" The old man?

That's right, this old man is Zuo Ci who Hua Zhen didn't stab to death.

Logically speaking, Zuo Ci, who had not seen him for the first time in 14 years, should be a middle-aged man in his thirties, but how did he become such an image of an old man who is about to die in his 80s and [-]s now?

Speaking of Zuo Ci's current image as an old man, it can be regarded as completely thanks to Hua Zhen.

It was said in the previous article that if Hua Zhen pierced his heart with a knife, even Zuo Ci, who was a half-immortal, would have to pay a huge price to save his life.The so-called price is to extract most of the vitality from his body to repair the wound in his heart.

To put it bluntly, it is a stupid way to tear down the east wall and make up for the west wall.

In order to save his life at this time, he had to spend a lot of life energy to repair the wounds, and Zuo Ci also poured out a mouthful of painstaking efforts to use a forbidden technique - Tianyuan Locking God Formation!

There was a lot of tossing here and there, and when Zuo Ci saved his life, he looked no different from an old man in his seventies and eighties.