The young man's face was full of despair, and he lowered his head and muttered to himself, but he couldn't help but have red eyes, and bean-sized tears "snapped" and dripped on the man's clothes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No one knows that he has overdrawn too much, and even tears are cold at the moment. He was covered in a body, and he had long since lost his temperature.

The young man's thin white fingers rubbed down the lines of the clothes, and finally touched the fingertips of the middle-aged man.

After so many years, his body is still soft, and his flesh and blood seem to be still alive and full of elasticity. But the young man's expression was not reassured, but with a slight fear.

-- Many days ago, he had discovered that on the "sleeping" body of his father-in-law, the finger of the longest middle finger of his right hand, there was a faint green aura.

That green qi is really very light, if you don't observe it carefully, you won't be able to detect the slightest change. However, the young man's eyesight is so outstanding, he loves this only relative every day, and he does everything he can to wait for him to wake up, and this trace of green energy that only appears on the dead man is enough to wake him up.

"Could it be...... Is there not enough time?"

He panicked, his heart growing more and more anxious.

In fact, in a place that He Qing didn't know, the seven emotions and six desires had already been collected, but they did not succeed. In desperation, he used those things, together with the buttons he treasured, to temper them into a pair of soul-shifting stud earrings. Trying to use this method, on the premise of not harming people's lives, extract the escaped soul fire from the three souls and seven spirits leaked when transferring souls to each other, and provide them as nourishment for the body.

But by now, he could already understand - it was still a failure.

No matter what kind of plan you plan, you will inevitably fail in the end. Doesn't Heaven allow the resurrection of the Father?

However, he is obviously so good......

If you want to use it as nourishment, even if the soul fire supply of a person's whole body is supplied, it will take thousands of people. Now that his strength has been suppressed to the limit, he has not been able to use more means after years of planning. What's more, my father-in-law once told me thousands of times: Don't hurt people's lives. He had made several exceptions before, and he was already very frightened in his heart.

Time is running out these days.

He stretched out his cold fingers and grabbed the fingers of the equally cold middle-aged man, only to find that it was not what he expected. The top joint of the finger has begun to stiffen.

It's only been a month!

The boy's fingers trembled, and he struggled to put the cold palm back in place.

"Time is running out...... What should I do?What should I do if I don't have enough time?What should I do if I don't have enough time?!!!"

He stood in the middle of the courtyard and circled back and forth, like a trapped beast at a loss, clever and pitiful.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands, and said to himself, "Then I'll steal some more......

The teachings of the stepfather seemed to be still in front of him, and the man's expression was soft, and his eyes were always very loving: "Mingjue, of course it is good that you have such a talent, but I hope that you will never use it." Stealing people's time, even if it is only half a pillar of incense, is like stealing life. ”

"And I just want you to be safe and never have to bear this sin. ”

The illusion in front of him disappeared in an instant, but even if he wanted to do it, the suppressed palm that could not exert any ability trembled and could not be stolen.

The world says that the fairest thing in the world is time, and there are only 24 hours in a person's day.

These 24 hours are equal for everyone, although they feel very fast when they are in a good mood and very slow when they are in a bad mood. But in any case, there is plenty of time.

But on the contrary, the ability of the teenager is to steal. ：

He could take a second out of the twenty-four hours of the target.

It's just a second.

For this second, he has to pay a very big price. The punishment of stealing his life was suppressed in his heart, and he practiced penance day and night, and he couldn't even catch up with the loss of spiritual power.

However, it was all worth it.

Those stolen time carved out a world of seclusion and seclusion. No one could walk in, and he couldn't get out.

How careful this stolen time was, once he walked out and broke the absolute stillness of the time barrier, the time in it would quickly drain away, and from a near-static state, he would begin to follow the flow of time outside.

And now, what he can't afford the most is the time in this small world. If there is not enough time, the body of the stepfather will gradually lose its vitality, and finally slowly decay and die.

However, a lot of time that has been stolen has also been consumed in the past 100 years. Now the middle-aged man's fingers are stiff, which is already indicating to him that it will not be long before the time he has stolen will run out.

Clearly...... It's only been a month!

The young man muttered to himself again, and suddenly snapped his fingers: "One month, two months, three months...... In another seven months, as long as we can survive seven months, we will ...... next year."

He was obviously very excited, but there was no blood on his cheeks except for a gesture of ecstasy.

The boy took a deep breath, trying to stabilize his excitement. His face suddenly improved, and his eyes revealed a strong hope: "It doesn't matter, there will be a chance next year, the last time, the most likely opportunity - Heaven and Earth Feast, Emperor Flowing Pulp." ”

The sycamore trees in the yard have clean branches and not a single leaf. In this quiet courtyard, the only thing that can make people feel the passage of time is this plane tree as a carrier of time.

Perhaps, there are also the birds that move in a cycle day after day.

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Zhu Wei trembled in He Qing's gaze and turned around...... Behind her, a tall and sturdy figure was standing there, with a translucent body with an eerie aura, making it difficult for this little girl who had suffered a series of great changes to suppress the screams that rushed to her throat.

But fortunately, her sanity was still there, and as soon as the scream came out of her throat, she was forced back.

Zhu Wei's face turned red, and he asked in surprise and fright: "You...... Are you Sun Hai?"

Sun Hai scratched the back of his head for some reason, he looked at everything unfamiliar around him, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the person opposite had exactly the same body and face as him. Even the clothes he was wearing were still the set of clothes he had just bought last month, the black cotton jacket and plaid shirt, which cost a lot of money.

Frightened, he didn't bother to check his condition, and immediately put on a cold face and asked, "You, who are you?"

At this moment, the plots of various movies and novels he had seen came to his heart, clones, aliens, clones...... Blah blah in his head.

Sun Hai looked at the two strange girls in front of him, his soul couldn't help but tremble slightly, panicked and scared in his heart, and he didn't know what was going on at all.

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Tomorrow on Valentine's Day, anyone who is single, who already has a partner, and a little friend who is married, will give me a reward! If the reward is good, I will buy roses to hook up with small fresh meat......