In Yuanshen, no one understands holy relics better than me

"This wretched world... is corrupt and should be ruled by the Dark Sea...."

"Compared to that stupid thing, this body is much stronger!"

Xia Tian couldn't help feeling flustered, saying words that didn't belong to his consciousness at all.

These two sentences are on the side of the ear, with different tones and different souls.

Apparently, the filth was taking control of the body, and he was stuck in those memories, powerless.

Could it be that he was trapped like this and handed over his body to the evil spirits?

Eh?

The memory is still flickering, the picture of the past... is the only memory of the seven rulers of the world.

The story of the water god of Fontaine who died under this magic gun.

……

……

Enough to shatter Xia Tian's world view, enough to shatter all his thoughts, and even deny his own existence.

This memory does not belong to him, but it is so clear, as if he was born again and experienced it again.

This long spear called killing the gods, did it kill the water god?

There seems to be an activity recently, please ask for some blades...

Chapter 230 Kiss

The god I met in the clean water of the clear water source, the god who is so loving as to exist like a mother.

Once in Mond, the god who met the maintainer of heaven and gave him help, the god who told himself that as long as he stood on the ground and had courage, he would be omnipotent.

Did he die at the hand of this spear?

Is the memory just now her memory?Then the last scene... At the end of her life, the inhuman being condensed with divine power...

Am I... from Tevat?

I'm not traveling...but returning?

This disordered memory cannot be taken seriously.

He understood that this was tampered with by the monster, and it was a means to let him experience those tragic experiences to amplify the darkness in his heart.

But...it's too clear, so clear that even if you know it's fake, it still makes you sad.

When he is trapped in these overflowing emotions, it is the best opportunity for evil spirits.

The filth poured into the body, driving away Xianli, trying to occupy every inch of the body.

boom!

Xianli, black mist, and elements, in the gap between the three kinds of power, a new power was born, which came from the spear that had become a filthy homeland.

It's a bit like praying mantis catching cicada and the oriole behind.

Attacking the filth of Xia Tian's body, he lost his original position, and that blue pure force occupied the long spear.

"You...you actually have consciousness!"

……

Yaoxie communicated in that blue consciousness, Xia Tian couldn't hear the words clearly, and couldn't judge who it was.

The pure power of blue is so strong that the filth can't resist, but the filth did not escape, and waited quietly, as if knowing that this power could not last.

Sure enough...it was the familiar warmth, the invisible arms carried the warmth of mother, embracing Xia Tian.

The lost god of water meets again.

She loved the world selflessly, and when she died, there was no trace of hatred left in the magic gun.

The divine sense she left in the magic gun seemed to be for today's moment, to meet Xia Tian.

"This is the third time we have met..." Xia Tian looked at the blurred figure in his consciousness, and opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Those memories overlapped with him, as if he was the son of the water god...

There seemed to be tears falling down, and finally asked stupidly: "You must be in pain, right?"

The spear pierced the chest, and the blood flowed into the river of Fontaine. The scene seemed to be right in front of my eyes, and I felt the pain.

Still blurred to the point where she couldn't see her face clearly, as if she was caring for some treasure, holding Xia Tian in her arms: "Don't feel sad, death is not painful."

"But the one who killed you..." Xia Tian wanted to recall, but that memory never came back, leaving only overflowing sadness.

She kissed Xia Tian's forehead, without touching it but more devoted than anyone else: "No one killed me, it was just needed, so I left."

The voice is ethereal, as if in the ear: "I'm sorry, I can't talk to you anymore, and I can't stay with you longer... But there must be more and better people around you. I believe that the love they bring to you will be better than mine. More……"

"Can we meet again?" I asked the same silly question last time.

"Well, we will definitely meet again."

The sound disappeared, and the brilliance that finally bloomed dispelled all the filth on Xia Tian's body.

In the end, Filth chose to return to the magic gun, and seemed to have entered a period of backlash, weakening a lot.

Xia Tian regained the control of the body, leaving only black ashes on the scarred face of the host.

The magic gun was thrown aside, and it looked like an ordinary old gun with mottled rust.

In front of Xia Tian, ​​the illusory figure of the water god dissipated, replaced by another clear and palpable face.

Gan Yu.

With worried mood and moist eyes, he stood in front of Xia Tian.

Just now that the black mist dissipated, Xia Tian held a spear and stood on the spot painfully.

I don't understand what happened, but the pain made Gan Yu suffer.

Regardless of the abnormality of her body, she stepped over the collapsed mine and ran to where he was.

The body is more impulsive than thought, there is no reason, no reason, Gan Yu hugs Xia Tian in her arms distressedly.

She uses the ice element, and her skin is always cold, so she knows that she can be so warm.

Mr. Xia...

Even after another 3000 years, she doesn't want to let go.

It's a terrible idea, like those criminals who are being tracked down on weekdays.

Physically and mentally exhausted, but healed by this gentleness.

Xia Tian's face was buried in the soft chest, embracing the fleshy waist, feeling the emotion from Gan Yu.

"Ah, as you said, there are people around me who I love and who love me, so please don't worry about me."

"Their love and kindness keep me from being confused."

"I want to protect them, so I will become stronger, I will bear all the pain, and I will dispel all disasters."

Just, too tired.

Frivolously wanting to enjoy it for a while longer, he deliberately hugged her hands tighter.

"Hmm." Gan Yu noticed something, from her hugging someone to being hugged hard.

His face was reddish, and his voice was weak and whispered: "Mr. Xia."

Seeing that there was no response, he called out again: "Mr. Xia, are you awake?"

Being exposed, he had no choice but to give up pretending to be asleep.

The cheeky one didn't let go, and continued to hug.

Resting his head completely on that plump chest, Xia Tian raised his head and smiled as brightly as possible: "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

The blush on her face extended to her neck, it turned out that Gan Yu is such a girl who blushes easily.

"Mr. Xia is fine, that's more important than anything else." She lowered her eyes and looked at Xia in her arms.

The brilliance in the eyes, covered with the dew of the dawn, is full and shining.

"Miss Gan Yu..."

"Mr. Xia..."

Very close, close enough to kiss at any time, will she refuse?

It's very close, so close that you can kiss her anytime, will he refuse?

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The plot of these two chapters is a bit of a stream of consciousness, so I will explain it.

The original god has two areas, namely the "Tivat Continent" and the "Dark Sea" that surrounds it.

The sea in the dark is the source of pollution and the circle of poison, which can only be stopped by the power of the world's seven rulers.

Without the authority of the Seven Consuls, if one comes into contact with the dark sea, one will be degenerated and turned into a murderous evil god.

The Whirlpool Demon God is the evil god.

This spear was a weapon used during the Demon War 3000 years ago. The original owner of the spear was polluted by the "Dark Sea" and degenerated into an evil god, while his subordinates turned into evil spirits and brought disaster to the world.

When the demon gods fell and the evil spirits were eliminated, their sins and remnants remained on the spears.

The magic gun will devour the memory of every victim and collect the negative emotions related to hatred and desire.

Every host will empathize with these memories, and fall into a demon in pain.

Gods will not die easily and will not be injured by conventional weapons, and this long spear polluted by the dark sea is one of the few weapons that can kill gods.

The bodies of evil gods and demons can be killed, and their consciousness can be defeated, but their painful memory is like a curse, which will never die.

This is the case with Yasha's demon elimination. The evil spirit can be eliminated, but the hatred in the memory of the evil spirit will never disappear. In order to prevent finding a new host and harming others, Yasha can only choose to bear it.

Corresponding to the recent official Yasha story, if you can't bear it, you will be trapped by karma and degenerate into a demon.

In order to prevent it from being incompatible with the follow-up official plot, some stories are not written out now, so be a riddler and tell them slowly in the future.

Finally, the plot of the magic gun has not been played yet, so we have to continue playing.

This evil spirit will attract a lot of people... Zhenjun Jiefengliuyun, Mona, Ying, Paimeng, Mandrill, Young Master, all come to form a group!

Chapter 230 What is the taste of Gan Yu's lips?

Unable to understand the current situation, my mind stopped spinning, as if I went back to the time when I was a child who would roll down the mountain 3000 years ago.

Just relying on a girl's intuition, Gan Yu felt that she should close her eyes now, and wait for some kind of "unbreathable thing" to come.

She closed her eyes forcefully, even frowned, and held her breath before anything happened.

1、2、3……11、12……

She likes to count her heartbeats to judge how long she has not slept, but maybe the speed of counting for the first time cannot keep up with her own heartbeat frequency.

All I remember is the "plop" in my head.

My heartbeat was so fast that I couldn't even control my breathing... I couldn't hold it anymore, I exhaled a small breath from the tip of my nose, it was so hot that it formed a water mist, adding a gloss to the lips.

The red lips, which are close at hand, are light pink, like ripe peaches.

I really want to have a taste.

What will it taste like?Cold ice cream?Or a sweet flower with warmth?

The face is getting closer and closer, no matter from which angle, whether you look at it from a distance, it is so perfect.

Xia Tian also forgot to breathe, as tense as a first kiss, his palms were full of sweat.

The cheeks were raised slowly, but time did not stop.

Couldn't go any further.