Lin Shaoyun saw the flames in his heart condensed bit by bit like water droplets, condensing into a fireball the size of a thumb, suspended in the blood flowing in the atrium. The passing blood then became hot, and then a warm current spread to the limbs and bones, the body
It was as comfortable as if I were in a hot spring.
"Yingying..." Lin Shaoyun called in his heart. He knew that Yingying had been integrated into his heart fire, but he still couldn't help calling her.
Since ancient times, there is no love but no hatred, but lovers cannot become relatives in the end. What a sadness!
What is waiting for is endless emptiness.
Without a slight response, Lin Shaoyun was extremely disappointed. At this moment, he found the fireball as big as a thumb, and began to decompose and disperse. With a bang, his whole heart was filled with endless flames. Lin Shaoyun was only
I felt that my whole body was full of strength, and I didn't have an inch of my skin, and it seemed that I was about to burst.
"This heart fire is so powerful!" Lin Shaoyun exclaimed, but then he thought of Meng Yingying again, and his mood was depressed again, but he found that the outer edge of the burning flame was actually emitting a faint blue-purple light, giving him the first feeling
That's: very special.
He didn't know that such a flame had reached the best state of heart fire. It can be said that the level of heart fire that the supernatural power had was inferior to Lin Shaoyun's heart fire at this time.
Meng Yingying was originally an elves in the fire, an elves among the elves. Ordinary elves survive in other fire seeds, but she must be in the heart fire to continue to live forever. Heart fire is the most violent fire in the world, and can survive here.
The elves in the fire can be imagined.
Because I had had several times of joy with Lin Shaoyun, the essence under Lin Shaoyun's demigod body naturally merged into Meng Yingying's elves' body, and the flames produced were even more extraordinary. Once they merged with Lin Shaoyun's heart fire, they were soft and soft.
Ding Gang. However, Lin Shaoyun's cultivation level is too insignificant for his relative strength to the Heart Fire, and his use of the power of the Heart Fire is quite limited.
Just like he only had one hundred kilograms of strength, but he had a heavy hammer of ten thousand kilograms in front of him. No matter how powerful the heavy hammer was, he was unable to use it, so he could only practice his strength even more.
While he was stunned, Lin Shaoyun suddenly saw the flames suddenly transformed into a beautiful red face. He could tell at a glance that it was Meng Yingying's face, "Yingying..." He was excited and in his heart again
After calling out this, the beauty's face quietly disappeared and turned into a ball of flame, burning wildly.
The appearance is born from the heart. The beauty scene just now was transformed by Lin Shaoyun's longing, and Meng Yingying has turned into a heart fire and fell asleep forever. As she said, unless Lin Shaoyun's divine body is destroyed one day.
Only then did it wake up again, but at that time, things had changed, and people had changed, and the present was different. What remained in memory was endless remembrance, permanent longing and heartache.
After slowly coming to his senses, Lin Shaoyun's eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light flashed through his eyes.
"Yingying, although you live in my heart, you are separated forever. What distance can be so far in the world?" After sighing, Lin Shaoyun knew that the matter was over and could not be reversed. He calmed down his mood for a moment.
, remembered the current big event: the person in the Nine City who could make the Buddha Lord helpless.
"That guy is so powerful. Not to mention me, even if I have ten masters, I'm afraid I'll die if I go." Lin Shaoyun stood up, swept his spiritual sense, and saw Wu'er still sleeping, then walked out of the tent.
After taking a deep breath of fresh air outside, I felt a little more energy. Lin Shaoyun stretched his waist long. When a soldier saw him coming out, he hurriedly came over, stood in front of him, and held his fists.
He said respectfully: "Mr. Lin has any instructions?"
Lin Shaoyun glanced at him lightly, his face calm, and he wanted to say, "It's okay!" But then he thought about it and said, "Please invite General Liu and Junshi Huo to come to my account to talk."
The soldier said, "Okay, I'll go now, Mr. Lin, please wait for a moment."
Lin Shaoyun nodded, and the soldier trotted away, stepping on the soft dust, making a sound of low footsteps.
After a while, Liu Feihu and Junshi Huo arrived one after another and entered Lin Shaoyun's tent. The three of them sat down. Liu Feihu said, "I don't know what Brother Lin, I have to say." Junshi Huo nodded slightly and shook his hand.
He held a white-haired feather fan and listened on the side, without rushing to speak.
Lin Shaoyun said: "I want to tell the general and the military advisor one thing, but you must be mentally prepared."
Liu Feihu laughed and said, "Brother Lin, when we come out to fight, we have long put life and death aside. If we don't care about death, what else will we be scared? Just say it." The pat was as hard as iron and as strong as a cow.
"I can't be scared to death."
Military Secretary Huo also added: "Just say it! Don't think too much."
Lin Shaoyun said: "We have no hope of attacking the Nine Cities, because the demonic path is too powerful. I am afraid that the gods from heaven will not be able to deal with him. As long as he attacks, General Liu's army of hundreds of thousands, plus that one is rushing.
The 300,000 troops that came were not enough for the other party to get stuck in their teeth.”
Hearing this, Liu Feihu frowned, and his fist as thick as a bowl mouth clenched tightly, making the sound of creaticaca joint bursting, making the entire tent full of a dissonance.
He closed his eyes gently, and his face was not very good-looking.
I think so, such words that have made others' ambitions and destruction of one's own might make these warriors unhappy.
Seeing that they were not talking, Lin Shaoyun seemed to be angry. He smiled slightly, leaned his hands on the Eight Immortals table in front of him, and continued: "I know that General Liu can't accept it and doesn't believe what I said, but I don't want to deceive the general.
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"Do you mean to let us retreat or surrender?" After a moment, Liu Feihu spoke slowly after a stern face.
Lin Shaoyun said: "Retreat and surrender, the people of the Central Plains will be affected by the fire of war. I came here this time to calm the war and tell you about this matter to give you a clear understanding of the enemy.
Knowing each other, although it is helpless to know each other, it is better to know each other than not. I think everyone should try to keep their troops in peace. I will go to Jiucheng again tonight to see if I can find some solutions to the problem."
When they heard Lin Shaoyun say it in the end, they did not persuade him to surrender. They relaxed their hearts and nodded and said, "Then there is Mr. Laulin."
Then Liu Feihu asked someone to bring breakfast, and the three of them were at the same table, and they exchanged soups and chatted for a while before Liu Feihu and Junshi Huo left the tent. One went to train the army and the other went to check the military food and grass.
Lin Shaoyun stayed and did nothing, but Wu'er never woke up.
After thinking about it, Lin Shaoyun walked in and saw Wu'er sleeping soundly, and said to himself: "This girl is getting lazy and lazy. She slept until now. The sun is in the sky. Don't get up yet?" She shook her head and turned around.
He walked out again, but at the moment he turned around, he heard Wu'er angrily saying, "Damn big brother, he just entered the place where he slept. Do you think I'm such a casual girl?"
[I originally said that I would write four chapters before ten o'clock, hey! I've overslept, and now I've only made one chapter. Sorry, I can't handle it at ten o'clock, and there is still three updates. Don't worry, stay up late tonight and go to bed before going to bed