The spiritual pressure of black wood!!

Aware of this, the gods of death present paused.

Yuyin Toro's heart, burned to ashes, was blazing out of flames again, and she hurriedly turned around, "Kikui...jun?"

Behind the gray tombstone, Neyinmeng stood there, holding a boy of five or six years old in her hand, with a pair of big black and bright eyes, a chubby little face, and very cute.

"Yongyin, sorry, this period of time has made you worry."

The little boy comforted her with a silly voice. His eyes were not as innocent as children, but more of a sense of vicissitudes that only adults had.

Not to mention Hu Che Yongyin, even Hua Lie of Mao was a little confused and was not sure: "You are Hei Mu?!"

Nieyin nodded and said seriously: "That's right, he is my brother, Nie Heimu."

"Don't listen to her nonsense."

Heimu struggled a few times and found that the other party was holding him very hard, and it was comfortable to lean on the plump behind him.

But continuing to maintain such a posture will undoubtedly damage his majesty.

He waved his little hand and launched a holy farewell, allowing the spirit to condense in the air, forming a high platform with his feet on it, "It will take a lot of time to regain my dead body. I am afraid that you will be sad, so I temporarily borrow the God of Death provided by Nicholi."

"???" Everyone was confused when they heard this. No one could understand what was happening in front of them. Only one thing could convince them that this was the spiritual pressure of Heimu.

"Wait," Broken Bee patted her forehead with her hand, trying hard to clarify her thoughts, but she still couldn't figure it out, and her mind was in a mess.

A dead man came back to life and became a little ghost.

"Are you really a black wood?"

"Of course, no, to be precise, the only brain and soul in this body are me, and the others are all created by the meaning body."

Kuroki thought about it and gave a more accurate answer.

His body was still in a state of death, and even his blood was frozen from the nerves to the heart.

Nikoli was trying to find a way to restore the body to his state when he was alive and then transplant his brain back.

Thus, the resurrection is truly completed.

In addition to this method, there is another possibility, which is to make Hei Mu's body transform into a spirit in advance.

He absorbed those spirits and reconstructed a body.

But it is never easy to turn his body into a spiritual son and dissipate.

Without external forces, the normal process may take more than ten years.

Mao Zhihua Lie frowned slightly and asked, "Can't you use Lingzi to form a body directly?"

"Using my spiritual son can also use instinct to automatically construct the body. Using spiritual sons that are not my body, I have to construct the body myself."

Heimu explained in a humble voice.

If Lingzi does not construct automatically, he will not be able to construct a body for a hundred years.

The precision and complexity of spiritual bodies are no less than that of the human body. It is very difficult to go from scratch. It is even more difficult to reach the sky if you want to be exactly the same as before.

Those things were too complicated, and Shuai Hisagi couldn't understand them at all. He was confused and only knew to ask one thing, "Did you really survive?"

"Well, I didn't actually lose to the tyrant."

Kuroki began to make up the facts half true, "I won the tyrant in the end and pierced the knife through her chest. I thought I would wake up, but all her power poured in from the blade.

The power is too strong and it disperses my soul."

Aside from his penetration through the tyrant's chest, everything else is the truth.

The tyrant never thought of killing Heimu, but he was unable to suppress his jealousy, so he made her choose to use the roughest way to force all her power to Heimu.

Those powers are owned by Black Wood.

But the black wood had not grown to that point, and the sudden surge of power caused his soul to be dispersed, mostly scattered in the Lingting Court, and some floated to the Ling Royal Palace.

"I have not died from the beginning. I just entered the sleeping period. Without Captain Nirvana's experiment, it would probably take hundreds of years, or even longer, to awaken my consciousness and slowly condense my body."

"Yes, you're fine, it's so good."

Hisagi Shubu's eyes were filled with tears, and he wanted to rush up and give him a hug. When someone hit his shoulder, he almost fell to the ground.

"Kurimujun!"

Huche Yongyin woke up from a dream and could no longer stay there. He rushed forward excitedly, ignored everyone around him, and hugged Heimu.

I was so excited that I even hugged Nieyin Meng.

There is a courage sound in front and a dream of Nirvana sound behind.

Heimu was sandwiched between two large chest devices. After experiencing a brief happiness, he ushered in another problem.

Holding it too tightly, your nose is completely against your breasts and you can't breathe.

His little hands slapped Yongyin's chest side, not as a hooligan, but as his hands were not long enough and could not be outside his chest.

"Um, um..." He began to struggle hard, kicked the high platform with his short legs and kicked up in the air.

Yuyin Huke could not hear anything, immersed in the happiness of Kuroki Jun's still alive, and kept holding her.

"Yongyin, do you want to suffocate him to death?"

Maozhi Hualie stepped forward, reached out to put her shoulder and pulled it back.

"Hu." Heimu can finally breathe a breath of fresh air, and the scent of milk disappears in an instant, not giving people time to savor it.

He gasped, "I almost thought I was going to suffocate to death."

"I'm sorry, Kuroki Jun, I'm so excited."

Yuyin Hu's face turned red and she bent down to apologize.

"fine."

Kuroki waved his hand, not blaming her, and glanced over them, "Sorry, this period of time has made everyone worry about me."

The broken bee came over and stared at him for a while.

Kuroki wondered, "Is there anything dirty on my face?"

Broken bee's face turned slightly red and said, "I was just a little surprised. You are still quite cute when you become a child."

"Yes, can I also hug you?" Yuyin Toro's eyes also showed expectation.

Kuroki thought for a while and said, "Okay, Yongyin, let you hug me, let's forget about Broken Bee."

The broken bee asked unconvincedly, "Why?"

Kuroki glanced at her breasts, "I'm afraid I feel uncomfortable."

The broken bee didn't react for a moment, blinked, looked at Huche Yongyin's bust, and then looked at his own pair of bs.

"No matter how cute the appearance becomes, the inner self that makes people angry is still not changed!"

The Broken Bee grabbed his face with one hand and exerted force with five fingers.

"It hurts, it hurts, sorry, I'm joking. If you want to hug me, I have no objection."

Heimu immediately surrendered.

"Who will hold you, a slutty guy!"

The broken bee roared angrily.

"I will." Nieyinmeng replied seriously.

"..." The broken bee was speechless.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yuyin Huche hurriedly said, "Captain Broken Bee, Kuroki Jun has just come back to life, so you can spare him once."

The Broken Bee followed the steps she gave her, "Hmph, for Yongyin's sake, let you go this time."

"I really thank you for your magnanimity."

Heimu rolled his eyes, rubbed his nose with his hands and said, "Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, I'll treat you to a good meal."
Chapter completed!