Reborn, being taken care of by the enemy Empress blocking the resurrection point

Lin Xiaoke: (?o?)?

"What effect can this recording have?"

Fifteenth day rolled his eyes dissatisfied, "If you have a way, just think of it, don't order me around here, okay?"

Lin Xiaoke said nothing and stepped aside.

On the 15th, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lin Xiaoke who was retreating to the side, only to find a long sword stuck on the ground.

A shimmering cold light shrouded his back.

He couldn't help but shuddered, but he pressed down the carrot recorder first.

The girl's clear and melodious voice came out. There was nothing dull about that voice, it was full of emotional excitement and joy, just like the joy of a girl when she was pregnant with spring.

"Today is the year 942. Gao Yunjing and I met for the first time at Qingjiang People's Hospital. We are so happy~"

That's Luo Baiyue's voice!

Lin Xiaoke recognized the owner of this voice without any hesitation!

The recorder continues to broadcast.

"Gao Yunjing took a mock exam today and an accident suddenly happened. I was a little worried, but I still chose to listen to him and wait for him here."

……

This time the voice was no longer sweet or worrying, but rather heavy, revealing endless confusion and hardship.

It can be said that those who hear it are sad, those who hear it cry, they don’t know what to do, and they fall into an illusory state.

"Gao Yunjing is reborn, what should I do? Who can tell me?"

"He keeps coming back. He keeps hiding it from me. What should I do? What can I do? I seem to have been tricked by him again."

The girl's voice came back a thousand times, either happy or worried, telling every little thing and detail about living with the boy.

A flawless state.

The soft and melodious voices of girls passed through countless obstacles and swayed into this flawless realm.

Hua Yan looked back with some vigilance. Luo Baiyue had just digested the soul fragments. The girl looked at him coldly without any emotion.

But the man who made him feel like a formidable enemy had never appeared in this world. In the quiet space, there were only those melodious and melodious voices.

To make this place more silent.

Hua Yan didn't dare to wait any longer. No one knew how this voice came down. No one knows what chain reaction the sound will trigger.

If the distance reaches tens of millions of miles, then even a slight flutter of a butterfly's wings can cause a tornado and tsunami thousands of miles away.

Hua Yan was not sure what this strange sound would bring.

He waited for him to rush forward. The power of his soul turned into a sharp blade in his hands, and he slashed towards the girl.

The long sword in Luo Baiyue's hand instantly came out and moved upward.

The forces collided, brilliant brilliance bloomed, and the girl's slender figure flew away like this.

The willpower seems to be a little weak when facing the gods.

The soul body will not vomit blood, nor will it suffer any major damage. It will only continue to weaken and weaken until it finally disappears.

Luo Baiyue, however, didn't care as she stood up and charged forward again with her sword in hand.

This was the first time she took the initiative to fight against the gods, taking the initiative with an air of not caring about death.

I no longer cherish this life, I just kill for the sake of killing.

The girl's delicate body seemed to burst out with endless power, and the long sword in her hand clanked, bringing with it the turbulent sound of swords in the world.

It was an endless edge, an edge that would never give up until it cut through the sky or tore apart the earth.

With only a drive to never admit defeat, with endless killing intent, with a will to never retreat, and with the highest respect in human history.

Luo Baiyue handed out the sword with the strongest murderous intention that humans faced against the supreme god.

There are no distracting thoughts, only purity. Such a sword connects all the breaths in the world and plummets from above.

Hua Yan's face was solemn, he was afraid of the purest sword from mankind.

His soul power stirred crazily, like a hunting wind, and thunder and flames suddenly appeared in this flawless situation.

A long spear swept across all directions, emerging with a terrifying aura that swept across the world and pacified Kyushu.

Hua Yan burst into a burst of crazy laughter. He laughed wantonly and wildly, he smiled casually, and he laughed without caring about anything.

It didn't mean anything, he just suddenly felt happy and happy, imagining that he simply wanted to laugh, and he simply felt that he had been liberated from the dust for who knows how long.

He reached out his hand and held the gun.

At this moment, the thunder became his, the golden flames of his cloak became his armor, and the cyan wind became the weapons in his hands.

The unceasing flood became a mount beneath Him.

He became a real god, a god who conformed to the fantasies of all people, tall, mighty, and noble.

"Come on, let me see what you, a human, can do!"

The powerful force spread from one point to all directions, sweeping like a tsunami, destroying all the scenes that didn't exist along the way.

The flawless state is still like this, with white clouds disturbing it, quiet and indifferent.

But the soul power that waves back and forth is like a long shock wave. It has nowhere to vent here and can only wander around.

The sound they produce is like a ghost crying, which makes people shudder.

Hua Yan's armor was shattered, and the spear in his hand was in pieces. He knelt on one knee on the ground, breathing heavily, and his soul and body were about to fall off one by one.

Luo Baiyue's sword finally caused serious damage to the following gods.

But the situation of the girl on the side became more and more ugly. Luo Baiyue, no trace of completeness could be seen in her body. She was like a broken glass cup. As soon as she raised her hand, the soul body that formed the hand fell off and shattered.

She seemed to have really reached her end.

Humans really don't seem to be able to defeat the gods.

"It's very good. As a human being, you hurt me like this." Hua Yan stood up staggeringly, applauded, and walked step by step in praise.

"It's a pity that you are going to die!"

With a ferocious appearance, Hua Yan raised the sharp blade in his hand and stabbed it fiercely!

The shock wave rippling back and forth in the space calmed down at this moment, and the sharp blade in Hua Yan's hand could not move even an inch.

The young and cheerful voice of the young man came slowly. His life was full of disdain and indifference, but underneath it was as cold as an eternal glacier.

"Hua Yan, you seem to be very confident in yourself!"

Hua Yan trembled all over, as if facing a formidable enemy, he looked around hurriedly.

All he saw was that he was wearing a black windbreaker that was buttoned up rigorously and meticulously.

The young man is tall and straight, his body is like a sharp blade thrust into the sky, his momentum is overwhelming.

The young man wore gold-rimmed glasses on his face, which alleviated the sharp aura on his body.

Gao Yunjing!

The man who makes countless people and gods fear is walking slowly with a smile!