Chapter 1610 Memory Cycle

All those grievances were completely eliminated by this sword.

As the beast's shadow dissipated, the black mist surrounding Leng Wuyou also dissipated. Now her consciousness sank into her dantian. The dark spiritual source was like a giant beast, constantly devouring the six-diamond life core.

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As the dark spiritual source grows, it can be seen that the Netherworld River has also undergone drastic changes.

As the river surged, the illusory outline became slightly solid at this moment.

Two ghost spirits were wandering happily in the river.

And along with the changes in the Netherworld River, their bodies began to lengthen.

Leng Wuyou controlled the dark spiritual source and spiritual power to shrink together.

And as the dark spiritual master continued to devour the life core, her mind began to involuntarily recall the days when she was a killer in her previous life.

He lost his brother and his family when he was young, and was forced to become a killer.

Scenes of dark training, bloody killings, and betrayal flashed through his mind.

The Dark Spiritual Source Realm is running faster and faster, and only a little of the life core is left by it.

As the life core was completely swallowed by it, the dark spiritual source also began to change. The rolling sea of ​​black spiritual power seemed to be attracted by a force and began to return to the center of the dark spiritual source.

The pictures in my mind keep looping over and over again.

killing, blood, betrayal, death

Everything is so eye-catching.

In the end, all the memory fragments stopped on that rainy night.

The cold rain hit her face, and she knelt on the ground numbly, looking at the boy lying in a pool of blood with eyes wide open and motionless.

"What's going on? Why do I feel like there's something wrong with my mother's appearance?"

Xiaobai's little frown was guarding Leng Wuyou not far away. When he saw her face, she was filled with pain and anger, and felt a little uneasy.

It is connected to Leng Wuyou's heart and soul, just like the fat baby is connected to Leng Wuyou's soul. Everything that happens to Leng Wuyou at this moment can actually be seen and sensed by the two of them.

They were just afraid of disturbing Leng Wuyou and didn't dare to investigate rashly, so the two were a little hesitant at the moment.

Looking at Leng Wuyou's face, he became increasingly angry, and that anger seemed to be filled with overwhelming hatred and despair.

Behind her, there seemed to be a faint shadow of evil energy soaring violently.

The moment he saw the evil aura, Fatty felt bad. He gritted his teeth and couldn't care about that much at the moment. It was better to see what happened first so that he could help solve the problem. If it drags on and waits for the evil aura to completely disappear,

Breaking through the confinement and controlling Leng Wuyou's mind is the real difficulty.

The shape of the dark spiritual source in Dantian is becoming more and more rudimentary. As the dark spiritual source changes, the Netherworld River connected to it also begins to twist.

It's like a dynamic painting, constantly twisting together, unfolding, twisting together again, unfolding again, and so on, like a twist.

The raindrops fell from the sky, just like the Milky Way flowing down from the sky.

In the dark field of vision, Fatty saw a scene that made him silent.

There was a little boy lying on the ground in a bloody state, with a big hole in his stomach. His hands were twisted strangely, his eyes were wide open, his face was bloody, and his chest had no heaving.

Next to him, a little girl was kneeling there, with a dull expression on her face, she stretched out her little hands and picked up the organs on the ground bit by bit.

Then she put it into the boy's belly again. She slowly leaned over, took a needle and thread from somewhere, and sewed up the boy's broken belly crookedly.

The picture is repeated again and again.

He had already seen this scene when he was sealed in the space.

At that time, his heart was clenched.

He wanted to come out to help, but unfortunately he was sealed and forced into a deep sleep. He could only move his consciousness and could not help at all.

I can only watch from the sidelines.

At that time, he didn't know how many times he cursed those people.

Now that he saw this scene again, he felt the same as before.

"Owner."

Fatty murmured to himself. The scene in front of him made him stop and stared blankly, as if he had forgotten what he was doing here.

Happy New Year's Eve, the flowers are blooming and fading, one is fading, the other is growing, the clouds are rolling and relaxing, it is another year. While the New Year has not yet come, the Spring Festival Gala has not yet started, my blessings come in advance with good luck, and I wish you all the best in the New Year!
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