Proton Queen Reborn

The thick black like splashed ink enveloped him tightly, and there was no light to be seen. The pain of splitting muscles and bones in his wrist seemed to seep into his soul, and it seemed to be whipping his soul, as if it was spreading into the bottom of his heart continuously. A soft moan finally couldn't help letting it out, but it was as silent as before, and then it seemed like the waves were rolling, and the tide was rising in the dark night, and the pain was becoming more and more real, something was taking root and sprouting inside his body, and he couldn't avoid it and couldn't escape The body seemed to be split from the inside, and the severed arm seemed to be gnawed by thousands of insects and ants. The itching from the bottom of his heart instantly swept through the whole body, trapping him in it airtightly. He wished that thousands of long arms could be born. Scratching without any scruples to relieve the endless itching.

But this can only be a delusion in the end, it seems that no one can save him, an uncontrollable low growl came out of his throat, rough and powerless like a generation of dragon bells in the twilight, intermittent howls came out of his mouth, "Hey, Ho, ho" like a wild ghost in the underworld, the pain and itching became more and more rampant, the cry was powerless, and the breath disappeared in his throat, Tan Yuan almost endured it in a daze, he wanted to know what was wrong with him?Isn't he already dead?Could it be that he was helping the evil to abuse the evil, so he was suffering the torture of purgatory at this time to atone for his mistakes...

If this is the case, everything is his own fault, even if Cheng benefactor goes to the underworld in a dignified manner, he will not be able to escape the poor merits of the palace of the king of hell, the restoration of the sky net is not leaking, Tan Yuan has a bitter smile on his face but there is a trace of relief, owe I have to pay it back, but I feel a little unwilling in my heart, yes!How can he be reconciled, after all, he is just a layman, he wants to avenge his death, he wants to see them live like rats in the street, in constant fear, he wants to see their dead bodies like rotten drums, Disliked by dogs and pigs...

He didn't make many mistakes in his life, but the only one step was enough to make him unrecoverable-if he didn't know people clearly, he would lose everything.

It seemed that the heat flowing around the tendons made him sigh comfortably, like soaking in a hot spring in the cold winter, the indescribable comfort permeated the eight meridians, Tan Yuan suddenly froze and felt that something was wrong, and the pain had disappeared at some point , and the unbearable itching also disappeared in the bursts of heat, replaced by the warm comfort of the mother, as if he was still an unborn baby, staying in the mother's abdomen, wrapped in waves of heat, comfortable and comfortable.

But God seemed to dislike his comfort, the temperature of the hot stream was getting higher and higher, he even heard the sound of boiling water, maybe it was not water but his blood that boiled?Who knows, he tasted the smell of blood but didn't feel the blood gurgling out. His body seemed to be a burning furnace, and it was getting more and more prosperous. He felt that his whole body had exploded, and something couldn't wait. galloping out.

His voice was hoarse, and he could imagine that if he was alive at this time, the blood vessels in his neck would have ruptured long ago, his eyes seemed to fly out of their sockets, and there was not a single bit of intact skin in his body. That appearance might be able to stop a child from crying at night, but luckily His body has long since disappeared, and no one has seen him in such an unbearable state. Thinking of this, he couldn't help curling his lips. Should he applaud himself?At this moment, I am still in the mood to joke...

"Well", Tan Yuan mumbled, biting his lower lip tightly, the heat in his body seemed to have reached its peak, his eyes, which had been unable to open before, suddenly brightened, and there seemed to be flames jumping in them, his white teeth were stained red with blood, his eyes Staring round, suddenly tilted his head and closed his eyes, he finally couldn't bear it and fainted. At that moment, the corners of his lips were raised, as if lamenting this hard-won relief.

And in a place he couldn't see, the sky and the earth were suddenly lit up. Although the shadow of the Golden Crow was not visible, it didn't hinder the warmth of the sky. Tan Yuan was floating in the mid-air, his whole body was transparent, blowing with the wind.

There was a sudden noise in the distance, "Hey! Hey! Hey! I'm not late, I blame you, a bad old man, for pulling me to play chess! I'm going to fight with you without my apprentice!"

This person is silver-haired and white-clothed, with a ruddy complexion, and his whole body is chubby, and he eats very well. His body is fat, and he is well-proportioned and not ugly. A baby face looks cute. Very, distressed all over his face at this time, "Oh, poor little thing, this is a serious crime!"

"Tsk, doesn't this soul look very stable? A kind master has many losers, understand? Don't blah blah blah, isn't this alive and well?" Impatient, but the softness in his eyes and slightly relieved expression betrayed him completely. He is tall and thin, a head taller than the person beside him.

It's rare that the chubby baby face didn't refute him, and quickly stepped forward to hold Tan Yuan in his arms, and tapped his body with his right hand as if playing a piano, and the faint white light jumped into Tan Yuan's body, The other person didn't delay, the black light spots seemed to be impatient, the two phases intertwined, the brilliance was mottled, and silver lights flickered all over Tan Yuan's body.

The man in white held Tan Yuan's right hand, and his eyes turned red instantly, "This is really suffering! We have never been abused so badly, apprentice, Master can only help you so far. We have revenge for revenge, and revenge for revenge. Our backstage is strong enough, Master will support you!"

The corner of the man in black's mouth twitched, and he pulled him into his arms, "Can he know after you tell me? Can he know that you are his master? Besides, without your support, you will be afraid if you become him this time. Will be cowardly, will not take revenge?!"

The man in white scratched his head and smiled, really, without his disciples, he would not be able to spare those bastards, but he stared with big round eyes, "Isn't it better to have a backstage? Well, although I can't help him clearly , but, I heard that the drunken chicken in the Southwest Prince's Mansion is very good!"

The man in black rolled his eyes, "I can only eat one tonight, you just ate the sauced duck from the palace!"

"Three, how about three? Oh, one will wake me up from hunger at night!"

"Add a chicken leg to each one, no more!"

"Two, two is definitely enough, I guarantee that two will not eat anything else!"

"One and a half, I can't eat the others tonight, or I won't talk about it!"

"Then, what about the other half? I'll give them thanks..."

"Do you think I'm just a display? Talk nonsense, one!"

"No, no, one and a half, one and a half..." Hehe, there is half an extra.

The conversation between the two became farther and farther away and gradually disappeared. Tan Yuan frowned and didn't know where he was. Really? !I didn't expect to have such a blessing in the underworld.

He watched them one by one in admiration, his fingers trembling, and his lips were tightly pressed. At this moment, he found that there seemed to be air flowing through his whole body, and he had never lived comfortably, as if he had been washed from the inside out. He suddenly came back to his senses, raised his right wrist...transparent!

Tan Yuan swallowed, even if he was a calm and stable person, he couldn't calm down at this moment. This imagining and seeing it with his own eyes are completely different things. This - is this really what his soul looks like after leaving the body? !He lowered his head and looked around his body. It was all transparent, but he could clearly see the outline of his body. On his body, there was only one brocade cloak. Although he couldn't see the real thing, it seemed to accompany him like a shadow.

Before he could react to all this, he looked up and saw that everything around him began to change rapidly, as if the sky was spinning, and countless blue and blue ink paintings seemed to be guided and connected together, forming a whirlpool shape and gathering together at a high speed. Tan Yuan watched them change. After the children were piled up together, the picture album that formed the shape of a book, he blinked, his body swayed suddenly, and the picture album flew in front of him in a blink of an eye.

The picture book was turning mischievously, and Tan Yuan's eyeballs followed him back and forth. The speed of the picture book was so fast that he suspected that he was about to become cross-eyed. He wanted to cry but couldn't let go of this good thing. Just don't blame him for being rude!How to say his more than 20 years of kung fu is not in vain.

It seemed that he had really whetted his appetite. The album landed firmly in his hand. Tan Yuan's eyes lit up and he almost couldn't wait to read it. The gray-brown kraft paper cover looked very simple and solemn. When he opened the cover, the first A large page of four big characters "Xuan Mo Worshiping the Heaven" came into view, and the black font was particularly eye-catching against the gray-brown background.

Qin Yuan was taken aback, why...it looks a bit like fortune-telling and divination?Does calligraphy have anything to do with divination?Curiosity was aroused in an instant, and Tan Yuan became interested. He opened the page and took a closer look, his complexion became more and more complicated, and his face became more and more entangled. There were disbelief, surprise, sudden realization, and embarrassment in his eyes.

He thought that even if he wasn't well-educated, he could be regarded as quite accomplished. Even if his Danqing ink paintings could not be compared with those of the ancients, he still had his own style and interest. In addition to the painters, there is no suspicion of high or low interest in it. It depends on personal mentality and personal preferences. There is no right or wrong.

When the artistic conception is reached, even if the painters are not enough, it is better than those who are empty-handed and empty-minded, but... Tan Yuan frowned, and unconsciously lifted his chin with his fingers, but it was empty. He rubbed his forehead in embarrassment. Now that he is...transparent, as a result, how could he touch his forehead? !

Even though there was no one around, Tan Yuan still looked embarrassed, this, this state of soul was really inconvenient, he shook his head, put all these aside, and continued to think deeply, can paintings really be used like this? !