As time passed, Lin Feiji no longer had a smile on his face, and he was really as cold as an iceberg.

His body, named "Night Clear Snow", has grown to eleven years old.

The Shura clan matures early, which has been seen since the age of fourteen, which is the age of marriage.

This body is graceful and graceful, and its body is white and smooth like jade. Not only does it have a slender willow waist, but its chest is also slightly bulging. Even if he is wearing men's clothes and behaving in a neat manner, he has a kind of sassy and heroic posture, and it is difficult to hide the beauty of women.

There is a reason why Lin Fei doesn't smile.

Shura women generally reach the age of 12 and will usher in their first menstrual period.

That's menstrual period!

What kind of collapse is the mood of a man when he encounters this kind of thing, the spirit who has possessed Lin Xinyu probably knows it in his heart, but Lin Fei doesn't want to experience it when he is killed.

Black history can't be hacked to this extent!

So he had to think calmly, analyze calmly, and find a stable way to die.

Lin Fei quickly thought of a breakthrough.

He had a talk with King Shura, saying that he didn't want to be mediocre all his life. Since it is the body of the innate demon god, it should fight with the sky and fight with life. If he didn't fight vigorously, he would rather die.

King Shura shook.

Because from Lin Fei's gaze, he saw unparalleled firmness, and even a desire to die from the divine soul!

"Really... Such a mediocre life, just make you want to die?" King Shura was full of emotion, proud of his little daughter, and couldn't help but sigh with some regret.

Lin Fei bowed slightly, his gaze was extremely resolute.

King Shura pondered in silence again and again, and after learning that his youngest daughter would rather die than be mediocre, he finally sighed and lifted the ban on "her".

Lin Fei continued to fight, wanting to go out to find opportunities, just like the sect master back then, bursting out of his potential in repeated life and death crises, and living towards death.

King Shura agreed, but demanded that he must travel with the Night North.

In this way, Ye Beiming rubbed his hands excitedly, and muttered "pre-wedding trip" in a low voice.

He hadn't realized what it meant to untie Lin Fei yet.

Lin Fei broke through the Jindan from the late stage of foundation building in one day, and even squeezed the life potential, cut off the longevity yuan and the foundation, and broke through the yuan baby in just half a month!

He knocked out the night and the north, and then decided to enter the wilderness and fight the beasts.

Lin Fei finally completed his goal, his blood-stained sky, and his body fell from the sky.

And behind him, a man's mournful cry of grief: "No!"

Night North burst into tears, like a mad demon, with long hair dancing wildly in the wind, and blood like an abyssal sea, making the trees in the forest explode.

Lin Fei breathed a long sigh of relief and closed his eyes in relief.

"Finally... It's over. ”

When he regained consciousness, he opened his eyes and saw the scene of the fourth floor of the Reincarnation Tower.

Lin Fei suddenly felt quite sad.

Those beings in reincarnation do not know that everything is virtual in the inner universe, but they will be happy and sorrowful, and have a life that is close to the real one. But whether it is the so-called powerful man, the peerless Tianjiao, or the country's fame, it is just a dream bubble.

Lin Fei absorbed the power of the reincarnation of the Shura Dao and brazenly broke into the eighth layer of the first order of human immortals.

After a little trimming, he stepped onto the fifth floor.

"Victory is in sight, and we must not slack off. ”

Humanitarian.

When Lin Fei entered this path, he once again felt the malice in the dark.

It's a woman again, dare you let me be a big man in reincarnation!

And what's even worse is that Lin Fei quickly realized that his identity was wrong-

There is the Su tribe here.

Her surname is Ji, the word Da.

There is the Jida of the Su tribe, which is what the world calls it......

"Sudaji. ”

After Lin Fei realized this, he didn't have much emotional turmoil.

The main thing is that he has plug-ins.

The memory is still there, and it's not a big problem. At least you won't be trapped, and you'll be freed when you're dead, it's very simple.

And if there was no memory, Lin Fei really didn't want to think about it.

The picture was too beautiful for him to look at.

What will a person without memory experience in the last three reincarnations?

......

Shura Dao.

Taiyi is seventeen years old.

"Boom—"

There was a thunderous explosion in the sky, illuminating the layers of rain like a curtain of beads between heaven and earth. The rain was heavy, and the sound of clamouring was endless.

Seven-year-old Taiyi was ragged and skinny, staring blankly at the thunderous vision.

His mother lay quietly in a pool of blood, her eyes open until she died.

The young Taiyi was silent for a moment, and many emotions flashed in his eyes, such as anger, grief, and unbearability.

And the murderer of his mother, the slave owner's minions, was still drinking, scolding and swearing: "Miscellaneous, Lao Tzu plays with you and you can afford you! You lowly slave, you still fucking want me to adopt your son?"

"Bah, you fuck, I don't know who made the evil seed, and you dare to let Lao Tzu help you raise it?"

"Damn mad dog, it bit me, and sure enough, it was played badly, and I was not conscious, and I was crazy. Slaves still dare to bite Lao Tzu, they deserve to die......"

The man suddenly saw the young Taiyi, and immediately grinned coldly: "The little mongrel is back! Hehe, although it is unlikely that a lowly mongrel like you will rise, I still understand that cutting the grass and eradicating the roots will not leave any trouble." ”

"If you want to blame, blame you for being from a low background!"

As soon as the words fell, the man immediately pulled out a short knife, and a bright edge suddenly appeared in the dark night.

"Smack!"

In the man's shocked gaze, the young Taiyi clasped his hands together and caught the knife stiffly.

"What?!, you bastard—" He was furious, even if he drew his knife and slashed again.

Taiyi immediately turned around and swung the lotus, brazenly avoiding its edge, and smashed his temple with a small fist from the side.

Come up and hit the point!

The man was so angry that he didn't dare to underestimate it anymore, and his heart was filled with boundless shock.

He would never have thought that this little bit would have completely mastered these moves just by watching the slave owner practice martial arts and hands-on on weekdays, and he had secretly tempered countless times.

Taiyi was secretly practicing hard outside, which is why he came back so late.

What's even more terrifying is that with only the most coarse, rudimentary, and primitive body refining techniques that are widely circulated on the market, he actually cultivated to the late stage of body refining!

Is this still human?

No, is this still a Nakshatra?

It's just a demon!

The two of them clashed fiercely in it, and they fought evenly between the top and bottom, which was shocking.

It's just obvious that Taiyi's moves are more subtle and flexible, but the difference in strength is too great.

Just as the two sides were fighting, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounding like thunder in the dark night.

The man burst out laughing: "Little bastard, you're dead!

He didn't know that it was an elite group of Rakshasa cavalry.

"Little princess, the aura that I sensed with your companion spirit treasure before is around here!" said a heroic knight covered in battle armor with a cold light.