Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

Aunt's admiration for Ren Yi obviously aroused the dissatisfaction of the other man, who stepped forward and picked him up arrogantly.

"The baby in the womb is tired, you need to go back to the house to rest."

Auntie looked at the bodyguard and said angrily: "Phantom, what kind of madness are you doing? Let me down, how bad is it for others to see?"

Phantom still went his own way: "I don't care whether others can see it or not, you are my woman, you should listen to me. I say now that you should rest, you have to go."

He definitely doesn't admit that he has some taste. The way my aunt looked at the projection of the void just now, such worship is simply outrageous.

She can only worship him alone, and no one else is allowed.

My aunt can't get angry now. She is already six months pregnant. If she is angry with this man, she will not die of anger.

"Hum...you wait for me, and I'll take care of you when I "unload" one day."

The aunt didn't resist any more, and the resistance was ineffective anyway, but she was doing nothing.

Lan Ling looked at the two aunts who were far away, but did not continue to cry.

Even if it's not for herself or her children, she can't let herself be too sad. She has to live a good life and can't let anyone worry about it.

The only thing she can do now is to silently pray for either, hoping he can get through this.

At the same time, the people who were originally watching also discovered a rule. Whenever any of them could not hold on, their world would gradually become weaker, and even some cultivators with a high level of cultivation felt that this world would have Possibility of crashing.

That is to say, at any moment, the relationship writes the fate of all people, he lives, and all of them can touch his light.

If they die, then unfortunately, everyone will become any funeral objects.

If you want to gain something, you have to hold the idea of ​​losing.

Mr. Management is the most authoritative among the people present. He immediately stood up and raised his arms and shouted, "Everyone, listen to me, the world master is being reborn in the mud, and needs our support for him. Let's do it with me and help him. To get through the difficulties, remember, saving him is equivalent to saving ourselves, so we need to pray very sincerely, understand?"

All the people heard the words, did not say a word of nonsense, sat down with their legs crossed, and began to pray with words, hoping that any one could receive the power of their thoughts and let him get through this difficult time.

The power of one's prayer is weak and negligible.

However, when hundreds, thousands, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of people are all doing the same thing, the power of the mind generated by the trickle slowly gathers together, thus twisting into a powerful mind, Breaking through the barriers of the Guiling World, surrounded by the depths of the endless sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, any one is really going to be unable to hold on anymore. His bones, blood and muscles have been replaced almost, and now it is his turn to undergo a purgatory transformation.

The level of the pain was already unbelievable, he thought, at least it had reached the ceiling of pain.

Unexpectedly, the mental transformation would suddenly increase the pain tenfold, almost not giving him a schizophrenia.

After going through wave after wave, he finally reached a situation of collapse, the whole person was trembling and contracting, and a strong rejection reaction occurred.

He... this is the rhythm of wanting to give up.

In an antique room, three men and two women are looking at a mirror intently.

If Little Beibei knew about it, he would definitely shout that something was wrong. The artifact spirit in the mirror turned out to be the little boy who had disappeared for a long time.

I don't know how he couldn't think about it, and ran into another mirror.

At this moment, the three men and two women looked at the person in the mirror who had a great rejection reaction, and all shook their heads.

"Hehe... We made a bet with that Wuyazi. It seems that we won. This new little doll is a waste, and he will die in the sea of ​​clouds in a while."

"Tsk tsk tsk... It's a pity, he looks so handsome."

The speaker was a seductive woman with long nails.

While playing with her ten fingers, she kept shaking her head as if she was really sorry.

The rest of the people joined in the fun and said,

"Humph... It's hard to come here for a newcomer, and you've been spoiled by your group of animals. What will we do in the future?"

"Oh...isn't it just a man, there are enough men in this world, I want a beautiful sister, don't be a stinky man, just die if you die."

"Go, go... I know all day long that men don't leave their mouths. I suspect that you just want a man. This little doll is so graceful and matches you very well."

"You're courting death, you dare to talk nonsense, believe it or not I turned you into a sister?"

The scene was chaotic, and the mirror was distorted for a while. After a long pause, the picture returned to normal.

However, I don't know what happened, the person in the mirror has disappeared.

"Aiya...Look at you guys, it's noisy, now it's alright, I don't know where that person went, and I don't know if he's dead or not."

"Ah this... Since I can't see it, it must be dead. What else do I need to say? In order to express our condolences, let's observe a collective silence for two seconds!"

After speaking, a few really closed their eyes and muttered words in their mouths, basically to let the other party go well, don't blame the world for being too cruel, let him cast a good baby in his next life.

The little boy stayed in the mirror and kept silent all the time. He was like an unknown artifact who just wanted to exist in obscurity.

Suddenly unable to hold back at this moment, he said decisively: "That person will not die, all of you are dead, and he must still be alive."

"Hi... who? Who's talking?"

Everyone was terrified and jumped up in unison, moving away from the magical looking mirror.

"You can actually talk, what the **** are you? When did you run in?"

In the face of everyone's questioning, the little boy remained silent.

"Speaking of which, this mirror belongs to Lord Wuyazi. We stole it out. I didn't expect that there was an artifact inside, what should I do? If he finds out that something like this is gone, will he be furious? Give us all..."

Someone trembled and made a gesture of wiping their necks. It seemed that they were really afraid of revenge by that person named Wuyazi.

"No... We can't let him find out that the mirror was taken by us. We can't let him find evidence."

Several people nodded in agreement.

"This artifact will betray us. For now, we can only destroy this mirror."

In a blink of an eye, the idea of ​​destroying the corpse and destroying the traces has already sprung up.

The little boy can no longer keep silent, otherwise he will not know how he died. There are very few people who can stand here. It is easy to stretch his little finger at will, even if he is a magic weapon against the sky, in their eyes Also vulnerable.

"Seniors, please hold your hands high. The boy swears that he will never tell the master about this. If he violates this oath, he will die without a place to be buried, and his bones will be thrown into reincarnation."

The little boy spoke with sincerity, and at the same time cursed in his heart that any one was a calamity. He was far, far away from him, and there was still time to meet again.

At the same time, he also wished he could slap himself. He had no relationship with Ren Ren for a dime. If he was no longer a master and servant, why would he still speak for him?

If it wasn't for his talkativeness, he would be well hidden in this world, and no one would know of his existence at all.

He can continue to be his invisible man in that broken mirror.

Yes, the mirror he is living in now is actually just a very ordinary magic weapon, and it is the difference between heaven and earth like the Qianshijing mirror.

When he was in the Thousand World Mirror, he was staying well. Who knew that Ren Yi would go to the bounty building to do the quest, and he didn't know what went wrong. He made a mistake when using the quest panel, which caused him now. The owner, that is, Wu Yazi's attention.

This person found out that there were actually two artifact spirits in the Qianshijingjing. He felt that it was a waste, and he would go to catch Xiao Beibei regardless.

Yes, people in this world are extremely welcome to all maternal existence, even if it is an artifact, it also wants a mother.

He was Qian Shijing's No. 1 Item Spirit at that time, and his perception and control of Qian Shijing was stronger than that of Xiao Beibei.

It was also at the first moment that the invasion of foreign hostile forces was detected.

He knew that the other party was not good, and after forcing Xiao Beibei away, he let himself be taken away.

Then, when the other party found out that he had made the wrong object, he seemed to be a little annoyed, lazy and unwilling to do any more work. In order to punish the little boy, he threw him into this ordinary magic weapon and made a magic weapon.

He was barely satisfied with this kind of treatment, after all, the other party did not maliciously kill him.

It's just that sometimes, when I was sleeping, I recalled the days when I was bullied by Little Beibei from time to time.

Although she was noisy, and sometimes she even maliciously took pleasure in bullying him, but more often, she just accompanied him quietly, and occasionally danced a dance unique to the Sea Clan for him , tells many legends and stories of the Hai people.

In his quiet years, it was a particularly lively day, and there were many warm moments amid the hustle and bustle.

He doesn't regret coming to this unfamiliar world in place of Xiao Beibei now. She cares too much about any master, so she definitely doesn't want to be separated from him.

Then... let him bear it all.

It's just now that these people are hostile to him. He doesn't know if there will be a chance to see Xiao Beibei again. Maybe, the next moment he will...

Sure enough, even though he was willing to make a poisonous oath, the group of people was still unwilling to let him go. They took out their most powerful magic weapons and faced the mirror where he lived, which was a heavy blow.

With regret and reluctance, the little boy quickly lost consciousness.

The mirror was not unexpected. Under such a blow, it shattered into several pieces. Each of these people snatched a piece and threw it towards different places in all directions.

This is the way to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces. There are no traces of this mirror left at the scene. These people pretended to be nothing and dispersed, as if nothing had happened just now.

At this time, in the endless sea of ​​clouds, in a corner that no one could perceive, a **** skeleton frame was lying quietly there, and he was the one who disappeared in the mirror.

At this time, on his bones, those flesh and blood are still being destroyed and reborn.

And what brought him this motivation were those who were praying for him in the spiritual world.

The more dangerous the situation is, the more unstable the world inside is. Everyone can see that they can only stabilize everything if they survive.

They are a grasshopper in a suit, and either is the boat that crosses the river. If this boat fails, their fate will have no other way out than to perish in that river.

With the sincere prayers of hundreds of millions of living beings, they converged into an invisible torrent, heading towards anyone in the sea of ​​clouds, forming a golden halo around him.

The speed of the flesh-and-blood growth slowly increased, reaching the back, steadily surpassing the damaged part.

Seeing that this scene was useful, the people present were greatly encouraged and prayed harder.

This is the power of belief in the heavens and the world, and it is difficult for the supreme and holy people to find it. At this moment, in any soul world, it condenses the power as deep as the sea.

After being nurtured and nourished by this power of faith, any sea of ​​spiritual consciousness that had already lost consciousness finally opened his eyes again.

Those are a pair of ordinary eyes that are different from the mortal monks. It seems to contain thousands of stars and countless avenues, and it seems that there is only the light of hope.

He opened his eyes just like that, and all sentient beings were redeemed.

Raising his hand gently, he pointed at the endless sea of ​​clouds in the void.

The originally heavy cloud, without a trace of oppression, was shattered into a mist of water and dissipated in the void.

Perhaps, after a year or two, or a decade or two, these water mists will once again condense into clouds that weigh thousands of pounds.

With a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, he was extremely happy that he was still alive to see this world.

Next, he didn't move, the severe pain was long gone, and he let a tingling feeling wrap himself from head to toe.

It was the feeling of flesh and blood growing rapidly, a new life he didn't know about, and contained a strange power.

He was extremely fortunate that when he became like this, the huge monster hiding in the sea of ​​clouds didn't come to hurt him, which gave him a chance to breathe.

He needs time to rest slowly. He is really afraid. If he suddenly encounters danger now, he will be able to get up and fight.

Will the uncoagulated muscle mass fall from his arm piece by piece?

Just imagining such a picture makes me shudder.

Closing his eyes, he was ready to carefully perceive this somewhat unfamiliar body.

He suddenly wanted to see his face. He didn't know what his face would look like after remodeling his body. Was it his original beggar face, or the peerless handsome face of Tian Ji's handsome man and god?

While struggling with this issue, a deafening roar suddenly came, which made him sigh secretly.