Big waves wash the sand

Lin Qi's whole head was pressed into the ground, and his whole body was covered with blood, not only his, but also Kaye's.

Kaye has completely lost the ability to heal himself, but he is merciless at all, whether it is towards Lin Qi or himself.

"I gave you a chance," Kaye said almost gently, tasting his own blood, as if admiring something delicious, "You delivered it yourself."

After all, he pressed Lin Qi's palm and suddenly a strong white light erupted. Slowly, a red thing was pulled out by him. Lin Qi convulsed violently, recovered from his near-death, and grabbed the earth.

There were five bloodstains on the ground with his fingers, and he tried desperately to stand up, but his body was nailed by "Hanguang", and he felt like he was going to die even if he moved a little.

Speaking of which, he had been stabbed by two swords in his life, both of which were his own, and he didn't know what happened.

There was also a hole in Kaye's body, which was completely pierced by "Hanguang". He looked a little more embarrassed than Lin Qi, and his internal organs were brought out, and the believers next to him fainted from fright.

But Kaye didn't seem to be affected too much. Instead, he nailed Lin Qi to the ground in his own way.

The blue sword light dimmed, and the invisible sword body was traced by red blood. Lin Qi tried several times to recall the flying sword but to no avail. "Hanguang" has been welded to death by Kaye, like a monument Inserted on Lin Qi's body.

Lin Qi's soul was pulled out of his body bit by bit, the strength of his limbs was gradually receding, his fingers holding the soil gradually loosened, and he fell powerlessly to the ground.

Kaye didn't treat Lin Qi very well, but he was obsessed with seeing his soul, so he pulled away carefully, for fear of scaring him.

However, just when he thought he was going to be successful, a sudden change occurred——

The ground under his feet suddenly began to tremble, and the half-drawn soul in his hand seemed to be caught by something, constantly pulling him down.Kaye was a little careless, and the soul was already half pulled back by that force.

The soul returned to the body, Lin Qi's consciousness finally began to return slowly, and the complicated runes under his body broke through the ground, emitting a dark red light.

The ban on the "Hanguang" seemed to have dissipated, and the whole sword turned into a cloud of blue smoke, which disappeared.Lin Qi slowly got up from the ground, the wound was still bleeding, and the severe pain filled his whole brain, as if he was going to roll to see Wuliang Tianzun in the next moment.

However, when he saw the bloody hole next to him, he felt better.

Kaye fell to the ground with a pale face. The man-made soul seemed to be broken by the soul-binding net. When Lin Qi moved in front of him, he didn't respond. He just held his wound half dead.

The little curly hair next to him became strange, the soul-binding net pressed him to the ground, the blood net was like a steel wire, pressing into the little curly hair bit by bit, Kaye suddenly After recovering, he grabbed Lin Qi by the collar: "Let him go!"

Lin Qi's center of gravity was unstable, and Kaye himself was at the end of his strength, and the two of them fell to the ground as soon as they touched each other.

The soul-binding net only binds separated souls, so I don't know why the little curly-haired Lin Qi was found, but friends and enemies are different, and Lin Qi will not be kind enough to show mercy to the enemy.

Little Curly couldn't even scream, but his hand was broken. He stared blankly at his severed hand, and then looked at Kaye. Kaye pinched Lin Qi's neck, his eyes were red: " Withdraw!"

Lin Qi gritted his teeth and pushed him away, Kaye scrambled and ran over, but was a step too slow, the little curly hair had been divided into countless small parts, and finally blinked.

Immediately afterwards, something unexpected happened, every part of the little curly hair turned into common yellow mud, and even the color of the blood gradually faded, turning into colorless clear water.

A red afterimage gradually rose from the soil, condensing into a young man of twelve or thirteen years old. Surprisingly, the young man did not look like a curly hair at all, but more like a Kaye that hadn't grown out.

"..." Lin Qi suddenly had an unbelievable guess.

Under the suppression of the soul-binding net, the soul slowly approached Kaye, Lin Qi didn't even have time to think deeply, and made a seal with difficulty, trying to break the shackles of the soul-binding net.

But he is too weak now, and the tactic he has made has no strength, and he hits Soul's body softly, without even hurting a single hair.

It’s over.

He thought bleakly before passing out.

When Kaye's three souls return to their positions, everything will be over.

The soul walked up to Kaye and stood face to face with him. One was a bright young man and the other was in a state of embarrassment. They greeted each other as if hundreds of years had passed.

The young man looked at the mess around him, spread his hands at him, tilted his head and smiled, as if asking, "Is this the freedom you want?"

Kaye stared numbly at the yellow mud under his feet, as if a dream had finally come to an end.

Legend has it that Nu Wa created man out of loess, and since then man has flesh and blood.

But why did the mud in his hand turn out to be a puddle of mud?

The young man melted into Kaye's body bit by bit, and the wounds on his body immediately began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. With a slight wave of his hand, the soul-binding net immediately shattered and fell down profusely.

Xiao Tu, who had just rushed over, was counterattacked and spit out a big mouthful of blood. He didn't dare to stop, and he let go of the flying sword in his hand, and rushed over first.

Immediately afterwards, several swords flew from the sky from all directions, shooting towards the earth with the first ray of sunlight in the morning. Kaye didn't realize that the soul-binding net was broken, half of the soul was inside his body, and half was outside his body.

Suddenly, nine swords pierced his body, and he didn't even groan, he just drew his soul out little by little.

He made a palm-sized puppet out of the mud on the ground.

He poured his soul into the puppet.

He turned to ashes.

Xiao Tu pulled out Lin Qi, who was covered in blood, and his heart stopped beating: "Heavenly! Help!"

The banner of Cangya was planted all over Sanqingtian, and the northern barbarians retreated beyond Beihai, disarmed and surrendered.

The uncle said: "Little girl, I have to go."

Su Yi remembered that he said that he was expelled from the school, so she said: "Master, what sect did you study under? You have made great achievements this time, how about I help you talk about it? Our family is still in the Xianmeng. Speaking."

The uncle has already made his wish, and he didn't want to hide it: "Qingsong doesn't understand the meaning of the world, and Yunhe Xianxiang asks Changsheng."

Su Yi thought it sounded familiar, but before he could figure it out, the tuberculosis ghost in front of him suddenly fell down, Su Yi was startled: "Master!"

The uncle turned into a pile of bones.

Su Yi was too scared to touch it again, feeling extremely evil.

At this moment, a soul rose from the pile of bones, about 30 or [-] years old. He first chanted "Blessings of Infinite Life" to the pile of bones, and then said to Su Yi, "Can you help me bury him respectfully? Master If you know that I have tormented the old man for so many years, you should blame me again."

Su Yi: "..."

She called out tentatively: "Little Master?"

Meng Yangzhou patted Su Yi's head, and said with a smile: "Yangping's apprentices are more promising than each other, junior nephew, please send my greetings to your grand master, and say that the unfilial apprentice owes him a life, and he will pay it back in the next life. "

After years of lingering in the body of a tuberculosis ghost, Meng Yangzhou finally regained his original appearance.

His physical body had already been destroyed by Vizley, only his soul returned to Daluotian.

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postscript

This should be my first full-length article, but I dare not say it is finished, and I dare not even publish the last chapter.It's not because of anything else, it's just that I think it's too perfunctory.

This article has no outline. Even though I said that if I don’t write an outline, I won’t open a hole, but I just can’t write an outline, so I have been running naked without outline. In the end, I don’t know what I wrote.Because I have been single-player all the time, the more I write, the more tired I get. Calvin and self-loathing make me give up all the time. Even if a little angel accompanied me through the last period of time, I am sorry, but I couldn’t persevere.

The original intention of this article was to write something about belief and anti-cult. Unfortunately, I didn’t write it well. What is presented now and what was in my mind at the beginning are almost two stories. How to put it, it’s a pity. The first time I saw a little angel's comment, I felt very guilty. I didn't know how to reply, and I often thought about it for a long time, because I felt that the spicy shit I wrote failed the little angel's kindness.But here, I still want to solemnly thank every little angel who has supported me, without you I would not even be able to complete the formality, thank you!

There will be two extras in this article, one about Kaye and Xiao Curly, and one about Jiangyu. They are not long, just to explain things that are not covered in the main text.

I'm really sorry that I didn't stick to the end, but the past can't be warned. If there is a next time, I will definitely stick to the beginning and end.Thank you guys for your support!