It is vivid, and the lament of the soul is long, but there is no heart.

The heart is chaotic, and the countless souls that have been shattered, in the cold sight of the jaw sky, have more meaning that the qi of heaven and earth is contained inside.

She didn't speak, and stared motionlessly at the dead body in front of her, a shadow of flying flowers, completely psychedelic.

Her veins expanded, and in this way, she had become a non-wastewood, and her heaven and earth qi flowed smoothly into her body.

It's better than in the past, I don't know how much better!

She was glad, and her heart was naturally like water.

Lost.

"I've cultivated."

After a while, Jaw Tian was already stunned in one place, her meditating body was as tall as a pine, and her demeanor was long.

Her white clothes have long been polluted by gray and white things, right?

Without looking, her heart was beating slowly.

The soul's cheap laugh quickly disappeared, so Jaw Tian felt that the feeling on his body was gone, and there was no depression.

This made her dare not say anything, the woods in front of her, compared to those official places, Qionglou Yuyu, but there is a touch of pure nature.

All natural that she loves.

It moisturizes the soul, but relieves the dizziness of the jaw sky.

She knew that those magic staff were just the condensation of the soul, and this was not a problem, so she was even more safe.

Sitting on the ground, she was stunned for a long time, and then she stood up comfortably and found that the white clothes were still intact.

I simply picked it up, although I felt awkward, but the jaw was still on.

She walked step by step, trekking, and there was an extra touch of upward movement in her eyes.

She felt that the qi of heaven and earth was surging up and down in her body, and her muscles and veins were in a mess, and she didn't know if it was out of control—this inexplicable discomfort invaded her body for a while.

She has the qi of heaven and earth, and the only thing she feels wrong is that her awakening has not ended.

Jaw Tian rubbed her cheeks, until the white clothes were stained with blood, and her face became smooth and lovely again.

And she continued walking, and soon disappeared into the sky.

The jade of the Xuan Middle World, the demon pill of the shadow leopard - she didn't know that she was so lucky.

At the same time, the scarred Xuan Zhongshi, the blood-stained clothes, and the smiling search and arrest team.

Lengthy preaching, indifferent smiles, cold straights, closed prisons.

He didn't know what they were.

"You ......"

He was ruthlessly beaten back into the ranks, because of his "prison break", two blood marks had been added to his wrists.

The color of blood is bright and bright.

It was the color of thunder and lightning, the color of ice and snow, and on his wrist, the demon handcuffs had already struck Xuan Zhongshi's hand, a piece of foul language.

"Look at you, you still want to break from prison? Get out, a few of us escort him and see if he can run! ”

"I have first-class beating skills, do you want to see it?"

Sure enough, the power of thunder and lightning had already made Xuan Zhongshi's body tremble, and he was slightly startled.

"Why should I be caught by you?"

He laughed, he grieved, and all the while, he bowed his head and said nothing, and the action he had just thrown into the grass really destroyed and frustrated his heart.

My heart is in turmoil.

Completely, Vientiane renewed.

Xuan Zhongshi walked step by step, and beside him was a resolute fat man, who was leisurely and leisurely recuperating.

"You're not leaving?"

As much as they could, they were insulting the Xuan Middle World over and over again, and as the journey went by, the heart of the Xuan Middle World stabilized.

It's a miserable thing, and in the same way, Xuan Zhongshi feels that something is wrong, and his arm is sore.

His body, just stabbed by the "thunder split", became more and more severe.

His heart was also twitching, and the whole person was naturally hesitating, he was very injured and had not yet adapted.

Current, numbness, tossing and turning.

Drinking blood, the tip of his tongue is sweet and sour, and he has tasted all kinds of things in the world, but he looks down on life.

Everyone else looked loose, but the pressure continued, and his heart was full of bitterness.

And the little touch in my heart that still wanted to escape disappeared in the end.

Night was late, and Xuan Zhongshi had already ignored the things in the sky that day, and he walked and walked, and he had already discovered a building.

The building, bordering the forest, looked like a few hundred meters, and there was a mountain in front of it, and the lush trees were everywhere.

That's prison.

The heart of the Xuan Middle World suddenly sank to the bottom.

The prison is small, with one floor underground, and there are many "felons" who are also housed here, or placed under house arrest and suspended sentences.

However, this is Qingcheng's prison, although it doesn't look big, the people inside are all kinds of people, and they are as complex as a furnace!

On the rust-colored surface, it became a semi-cylinder lying horizontally, and the door, which was made of iron sheets, was naturally filled with many prisoners who were mourning and remorseful, complaining to each other.

Cohabitation.

I hope these are all trance and confusion.

But Xuan Zhongshi was numb, he opened his eyes wide, and what he finally found was it, and he was not wrong.

The fine cracks, the wind howling in his ears, Xuan Zhongshi clenched his fists, but the handcuffs were still constantly absorbing his heaven and earth qi.

With the blow just now, he struggled to avoid the attack of the capture team.

But in an instant, the thunderbolt split his defenses and tore his heart apart.

Struck by lightning in a trance, Xuan Zhongshi's body collapsed softly, and when he was just trekking, everything was normal.

Now, as soon as I saw the cage and the fat man with a cruel smile, the facial expression of the Xuan Middle World had inadvertently changed.

A place he didn't want to go into for the rest of his life.

Jail, no tattoos, so you can.

But that doesn't mean he won't be disturbed in prison, and, the girl who remembers, she's still there?

Xuan Zhongshi just wants to ask like this, his heart has long been broken, is this love for the world considered love?

It's just sad, an unclean place filled with dead air, and the Xuan Zhongshi is even more regretful of not being at the beginning!

Why did he save the girl?

However, compared to the disaster of prison and death, Xuan Zhongshi thought that it was okay not to die.

"So, did I earn it?"

He laughed, confused and in a trance.

"What are you laughing at!"

"Torture him to death right away, anyway, it's a double prison, that empty seat, isn't it good that he is with a strong person?"

"Yes, yes, the boss is right."

There was a laughing voice, causing Xuan Zhongshi to frown.

His eyelids rolled to reveal a face.

"Okay, what a prisoner, he and I will meet."

His voice echoed in his heart, and he was arrogant.

Xuan Zhongshi is the type who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, he has countless poisonous tongues in his mouth, and the taste of ridicule is now more bitter.

"Bang dang" sound.

The striking handcuffs, with a layer of dust on the chain, are easy to see that it has been many years, but it is still so strong.

The lock locks the heart of the Xuan Middle World.