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The muddy water flowing over his waist exuded a strong fishy smell, and the insects and snakes in the sewage bit his legs, and the splashes were turbid with mud.

For 14 years, I don't know how the lower limbs have rotted. My stiff legs are soaked in filth, and now even flexing my joints is a luxury.Even if the puppets can still bend their joints freely, but he has no human body, look at what he has become now.

Suddenly there was a sharp stabbing pain.

His wrists, neck, and waist and abdomen immersed in the water hurt as if he had been trampled on, and the barbs were buried in his flesh and bones. Although he opened his mouth to breathe, he still couldn't make a sound. It turned out that he didn't even have a tongue. used it.

The pain lasted for a whole stick of incense, followed by intense oppression, the dull pain under the oppression went straight to the internal organs, forcefully forcing his spiritual consciousness to operate to control the spirit.

"Oh, for 14 years, I have been so greedy day and night, it can be said that I am diligent and tireless..."

There is no fire in the water prison, and the cramped space can only accommodate the bound man.

The man couldn't lower his head at all, he kept his head up slightly, the thorns wrapped around his neck and wrists were soaked with fuzzy flesh and blood, layers of blood rippled on the surface of the water, but only stayed for a moment, and instantly covered himself in the dark muddy water.

Probably because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, his skin was so pale that it seemed to glow with fluorescence, and the tiny blood vessels on his cheeks were clearly visible, reflecting the scabbed blood on his neck, which was extraordinarily coquettish.

Sand, gravel and dust fell on his long hair, curling the long black hair into dry knots, and his chapped lips could no longer see their original appearance.

Like an evil ghost returning from the dark, its eyes are empty and without a little light.

Staying here, in fact, there are countless days and months, and 14 years are nothing more than his stubborn waiting. He wants to give himself an answer.

Shi Xun's ears trembled slightly, he swallowed with difficulty, and someone came.

The sound of the narrow boat breaking through the water was heard not far away, and the hopeless joy that was dragging in my heart appeared again.

How long has it been since he heard a sound? After 14 years of suffering, the fading expectations in his heart were rekindled, and he was like a dying fish on land. When he opened his mouth and tried his best to breathe, a ladle of water splashed over with vitality. .

Soon, the narrow boat stopped in front of Shi Xun. He turned his neck and saw a bright light, and then a pair of black tea soap boots caught his eyes. The coal bamboo color robe was as heavy as this water prison, without any angry.

Shi Xun swallowed again to moisten his throat, and finally opened his lips with great difficulty, his breath wandering between opening and closing, but in this eerily quiet water prison, he was very clear: "What? What else can I ask you for?" Come here again in person?"

The owner of the charcoal-colored robe had deep eye sockets, and his long eyebrows slanted into his temples, but there was no trace of beauty. His thin lips were dark, and he had a heroic and unrestrained face.

This man stood on the tip of the narrow boat, even though Shi Xun raised his head, he was only under his gaze.

"I want your Yuanshen to revive Shang Yun."

No matter how heroic he was, the words he said pierced his heart, but from what Shi Xun heard, it was only a matter of time for him to say these words.

He hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled heart-stirringly, but his heart was full of arrows, which really didn't match his delicate appearance.

He opened his eyelids upwards the most, wanting to see the face of the person in front of him again, but the sudden firelight in the dim water prison only made him dizzy.

Shi Xun closed his eyes, and replied lightly and delicately, but there seemed to be thousands of knives and axes between the words, ruthlessly piercing his sincerity over and over again.

"14 years ago, if you asked me for this, I might not give it to you, but now, why do you?"

"Based on your heart and soul for Shang Yun? Or your deep affection for Shi Xun's pond water? You just borrowed my soul to nourish his body, and now you are torturing me day and night and persecuting me! A play is done After 14 years, are you disgusting!" Enduring 24 years of darkness, [-] years of raising a little sincerity, this is the only response, he is just a person, not a puppet, how can he control this situation? Controlling his emotions, "Guo Mo! You ask with your heart, why do you have it? Are you worthy?"

The voice was hoarse like a sharp knife grinding against a wall, full of desolate heaviness and unwillingness.

But the man in front of him still stood firm, without moving a centimeter, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and suddenly he relaxed: "There is nothing to argue about whether you give or not, what I want Things, I will naturally take them, and I will not let Shang Yun's corpse guard and your soul be spared."

As if thinking of something pleasant, his usually calm face softened, "I borrowed your aura to cultivate for 14 years, and I didn't do it out of thin air. The primordial spirit of the co-lord of heaven and earth will definitely help me become a god. I have found a new body for Shang Yun, and as long as his corpse-guarding soul cultivates well, it will be just around the corner to find the main soul and primordial spirit."

"What about me? The generous Guo Mo Shangxian, what kind of back road did you think of for me? No primordial spirit, lost the physical body, the living soul will perish, and the soul will leave the body. Tell me, only the master will be left. What can I do if I am a soul?" Shi Xun's voice was deeper than a water prison, like a lonely boat in the boundless night, submerged by solitude beyond sparks and moonlight, and would sink at any time.It's really a good plan, take away what you want, and keep what you don't want to fend for yourself.

He asked lightly and delicately, without any emotional fluctuations, but every word was indeed the last bit of tolerance.

It's a pity that he can't count the other party's deep obsession, nor can he count the other party's deep affection.

"What do you have to do with me?"

After saying this, Guo Mo's eyes revealed a strange light, and traces of black energy gradually surrounded him, powerful spiritual power gathered in his palm, and the narrow water prison was like daylight under the dazzling spiritual power.

Shi Xun had finally shattered his little expectations until now, and suddenly realized that he was a good co-lord of the world, what kind of death did he do to end up in this end.Now, he has already been imprisoned by the trifoliate thorn, and he has no strength to contend with Guo Mo at all.

As if anticipating the ending, Shi Xun's breathing gradually slowed down, as if he really gave up resistance.

At this moment, Guo Mo's spiritual power had already gathered and formed, and he rushed into the thorns of hovenia thorns wrapped around Shi Xun's body.

Shi Xun's primordial spirit overflowed from his spiritual consciousness uncontrollably, and a warm white soft light gradually emerged from the spikes on his wrist, and the spikes echoed with it in a flash.

With Guo Mo's absorption, the soft light melted into a faint baby shape. When he peeled off the sharp thorns with force, Shi Xun only felt the tingling sensation pouring into every part of his body from all directions. There was also a piercing pain in the lower limbs that had rotted for a long time.

With his last bit of strength, he broke off the useless trifoliate thorns, struggled to hold on to the protruding rocks on the rock wall, barely stood in the water, his eyes were slow and dark, his expression seemed to be restrained, and there was a little bit of blood The tyranny, but only for a moment, returned to the empty appearance before.

Guo Mo had already gathered Shi Xun's unconscious primordial spirit, and made a quick decision to integrate it into his spiritual consciousness.

The primordial spirit that left the master was fragile and easy to handle, and disappeared into Guo Mo's suction with a snap of his fingers.

Shi Xun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, pointing straight at your heart like the tip of a knife.

For some reason, Guo Mo, who had absorbed Shi Xun's primordial spirit, realized that he didn't need to bother refining it at all. The soft light immediately filled his whole body, and a high-pitched deep chant came from his spiritual consciousness, full of power.

It is a sign of turning into a god, and the next step is the calamity of the gods.

However, something happened suddenly, a ray of light from the sky penetrated into the sky from Guo Mo's sea of ​​consciousness, and the thunder and fire calamity of Huashen immediately smashed down from the nine heavens, the stone wall shook, and the loose gravel fell into the muddy water, swaying The narrow boat barely stopped under Guo Mo's painstaking control.

God Tribulation is like this, its heaven-shattering power can be felt even thirty feet underground, but all this makes Guo Mo frowned, his whole body is only anxious, and thunder and fire from his spiritual consciousness are falling non-stop.

It shouldn't be like this, since he has fused with the immortal body of the master of heaven and earth, it is impossible for him to have such a strong divine calamity.

Shi Xun grabbed the rock wall, the first smile in many years finally appeared on his face, the smile was full of cruelty, carrying his natural honor, what he said made Guo Mo lose all his composure in panic.

"Guo Mo, do you think that the divine catastrophe is that easy after merging my primordial spirit? What did the beast say, did it say, 'As long as you fused the primordial spirit of the co-lord of heaven and earth, you can easily transform into a god? To you at that time, the catastrophe of thunder and fire was nothing more than mediocrity.'" Ten years of getting along with each other is not for nothing, Shi Xun naturally knows how to hit Guo Mo is the most cruel, when he said this, the corner of his eye Full of banter, as if returning to the original self, wanton publicity.

"What do you know!?" Guo Mo seemed to have been pinched to death, a little sweat dripped from his forehead, his veins were tense due to rage, and he really didn't look good.

"What are you so surprised for? You are as smart as you, why do you believe it so easily? Oh, probably the temptation of Shang Yun's resurrection is too great. It's a pity, I'm afraid you can't take care of yourself now, because your thunder and fire catastrophe is very serious. It’s hard to get through. Didn’t the beast tell you? It absorbs the primordial spirit of the co-lord of heaven and earth, and the thunder and fire calamity will directly hit your spiritual consciousness, and its power will increase by seven points. What capital do you have to resist it? .”

"Oh, you can deal with it well, because I will crush Shang Yun's corpse guard in front of you later? Are you afraid? But don't worry, you will die soon. Ten years of humility, 14 Nian Qin kept rooting, and finally made wedding dresses for it, are you satisfied? Are you satisfied? Hahaha..." Shi Xun smiled, but very gently, as if what he said were just the most normal chatter.

Without waiting for Guo Mo to react, Shi Xun immediately separated the three souls from Shang Yun's physical body, with irresistible determination and bloody cruelty in his eyes.Exhausting the last bit of strength also means that his own oil is exhausted, but in his eyes, death now is obviously better than any time in these years.

The living soul perishes on its own, and Shang Yun's corpse-guarding soul is crushed before Guo Mo's eyes, and when the soul is annihilated, not even the dregs are left.

"Shixun!" Guo Mo was already furious, his eyes were red, and the spiritual energy in his body immediately became disordered, and his spiritual consciousness was distracted by the thunder and fire of the divine tribulation. As expected, he was so angry that he spit out a big mouthful of blood, which was stained red placket.

Shi Xun, who only had the main soul left behind, sent Shang Yun's body to him with a smile, his smile was like hell, but his words were as cold as ice: "Well, you have missed him for so long, how about doing it?" If you have a fateful mandarin duck, you will be hacked to death together, huh."

After saying this, Shi Xun's main soul became even weaker, gathered the last scattered soul, and sat floating under the beam of light in the cave, not paying any attention to Guo Mo's vicious eyes holding Shang Yun, just quietly wait.

"I used to be alone, and I wanted to gain popularity after being lonely for a long time. In the end, I ended up where I am now. It's my own suffering. Now nothing can last long. I think about the old days. Guo Mo, when I met You are the most regrettable thing in my life."

How could he not regret it when his blood was exchanged for his soul to fly to annihilation.

As if waiting for him to finish these last words, the bolt of thunder and fire hanging above the thick soil finally fell down, piercing through the thick soil of thirty feet, and blasted everything in the water prison to nothing with just one blow. .

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