Mixed Miners

In the memory of the growth of the black boy, Yang Ling’s consciousness is constantly moving through it.

With repeated questions, Yang Ling’s consciousness broke free.

The time of the collapse was absorbed by the golden compass and turned into a rune.

As time passed, hundreds of characters appeared on the outermost rim of the compass.

However, the golden liquid in the sea of ​​God does not seem to be reduced at all, but Yang Ling has completely immersed in it, shutting down the five senses without waves, and the soul is stable as the ancient well does not wave, constantly refining the water of this time.

Time is long and I don’t know what to expect.

Among the gods of Yang Ling, the eyes of the gods and gods in the eyes of the statues of gold and silver are constantly flashing, and the layers of time and time are endless. The countless pictures and light shadows pass through Yang Ling’s consciousness like streamers, and the pieces collapse. The ray of light merges into the compass and turns into a rune. On the outermost rim, millions of characters have appeared in a dense pattern, forming a strange pattern.

In the world of big fish, in the body of this big shell, Yang Ling can't feel the change and the passage of time at any time. Because of the tumultuous time, he has already integrated his consciousness into the growth of the black boy. Although the time is chaotic, following his footsteps has slowly witnessed a magnificent legendary life.

Until one day, the golden liquid suspended in the center of the heavenly octagonal array disappeared completely, and the last time was reduced to the last character falling on the golden compass.

“Boom~” The whole space swayed violently, and a huge shell fell into the deep sea. Yang Ling suddenly felt that he and this huge shell instantly blended into one, and a huge force poured into him. In the sea of ​​God, the vast expanse of the sea was presented in his mind, and a huge World of Warcraft swam in the waves of the sky.

But Yang Ling was dull at this time, and there was no focus in the eyes that opened, just like a wooden statue.

Because of the last shackles, Yang Ling and the black people's consciousness almost merged into one. In order to save Xiaoqing, in order to get rid of the world that has never been able to break free from the fate, and destroy the world, Yang Ling saw a moment. A scene that is completely unimaginable, although the scene is like a glimpse of light, it is completely submerged in the glare, but Yang Ling is like a thunder.

“How is this? What is it on the table?”

Yang Ling has been sitting still, mourning in his mouth, even when he is awake.

The golden electric awns that roll around the body are still at this moment. These electric awns are all the spiritual power of this big shell. The big shell has been controlled by Yang Ling after Yangling refining.

"Snow!" Yang Ling completely left the last picture he saw in his mind. No matter which scene is true or false, he must first face the reality at hand, even if it is really just a dream. I have to wake up to know the result.

Yang Ling wrinkled his face with long hair like a snow, and he couldn’t stand the Oda Snow, and his heart was moving. The big shell lying on the bottom of the sea rose into the sky. The eyes pierced the tens of thousands of kilometers of the sea and floated out of the sea. Then the light flashed. The large shells are included in the sea of ​​gods.

At this time, the raging sea surface was densely populated with the bodies of dozens of giant Warcraft. Yang Ling’s powerful power of the soul was released. When he turned into a streamer, the sea surface was clean. .

This experience can be said to be really a life of nine deaths. If it is not Xuanwu Shengjun, if it is not the guardian of Oda Snow, the consequences of Yang Ling some can not imagine.

Back in the compass space, Yang Ling discovered that the entire compass space has become quite strange, and there are golden shackles everywhere. If you accidentally fall into it, you will enter the world where the Promise of the Promise once lived. These were originally stored in time. The memory fragments in the water are now completely integrated into the compass space.

Everything in the world is like a real existence. Once you enter it, you live in another completely different world like a cross. There are adventures and dangers in it, and once you break into it, people will be inexplicably popped up when they are in danger. So, there are a lot of adventurous guys chasing these times every day. The hordes of rushing in like a copy, but most of them will be abused into dogs, and the most surprising thing is that once you get in, come out, There is no change in time, that is to say, there is no connection between the time in the world of conscious memory of the Promise and the time of the compass space.

Of course, Yang Ling does not have time to care about this. Now his first thing to do is to help Oda Snowy to recover his body. So after he enters the compass, he throws a lot of Warcraft directly outside the magic experiment base, and then goes directly to Linghu. Retreat.

Over the past 100 years, in the Yangling's massive extraction of the life energy of the large shells, Oda Snow's body has recovered more than half of it, but because of the burning of life, this action consumes not only the life energy, but also the life and vitality. All the essence of the body is a kind of all-round violent consumption of the body. Just like the demon sorcerer Gao Wenkai burned the spirit and the life to release the super curse of life light, this is almost an irreversible process, using Once, it means that the future development potential will be greatly reduced, and the height reached in the future will be greatly reduced, unless there is a big opportunity for the air transport to complement this consumption.

"Master, does the snow look old and ugly?"

Although Oda Snow has recovered more than half, a strong Xuanjing has a long life of billions of years, but it is almost burned in just over ten minutes, so Yangling helps to supplement it, but Oda Snow is still looking like it is still Like a middle-aged woman of forty or fifty years old, at this moment, she touched her vicissitudes and looked at Yang Ling.

Yang Ling pity her in her arms, gently stroking her pale hair and said: "Snow is always my most beautiful little maid ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ rest assured, I will re-turn you into the same Pretty, watching you wear a beautiful dress, so that all the men look like you are like the uncle of the food street, you can not move your legs, I want all men to see you with me, envy and hate, Hate the teeth itchy!"

"Master, Xuezi is so happy! Snow must be the happiest woman in the world!" Oda Snow Arch was crying in the arms of Yang Ling. The grievances, pains, torture and loneliness suffered in the past are like ice and snow melting at this moment. She is tearful and tears, and she tries her best to switch to the master's approval, so that she can no longer control her own emotions that have been suppressed for a long time.

"Snow, I am sorry for you! Let you suffer with me! Marry me, you will be my wife in the future! Let me protect you later!" Yang Ling held her face and looked at the wrinkles. Feeling that the heart is a little tingling, it hurts to squat, he does not know what causes this woman to be so desperate, willing to endure such painful suffering and follow himself.

"No~" Oda Snow grabbed Yang Ling's hand and shook his head, tears. "Master, you are the greatest man between heaven and earth. Snow is so ugly now, not worthy of you!"

"Reassured, I will let you change back to the most beautiful you, be my most beautiful wife, let you be a real happy woman!" Yang Ling bowed her head on her chapped lips.

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