Way of Choices

Heilong didn’t do anything, because he knew that he couldn’t save Chen Changsheng, even if his father was present, he couldn’t save this young man—the starlight of the natural heaven and earth was converted into the true element of the cultivator’s heaven and earth. , There are very high requirements for the physical strength of the practitioners-Chen Changsheng has not been washed, and the strength of the muscles, bones, and internal organs is too low to bear. At this time, Zhenyuan is erupting from the inside out, like countless The small but sharpest blade cuts his body, and even the Yufu Palace is instantly destroyed. Who can save him?

Chen Changsheng's face became more and more ruddy, not a healthy red, giving a terrifying feeling. He was covered in steaming mist, his eyebrows twisted, his face twisted, and he looked extremely painful. With a crackling sound, the blood vessel in the corner of his eye protruding from the surface of his skin could no longer bear the pressure and burst open.

The blood splashed like a flower, leaving his face and coming into the cold air, bringing up the hot mist, and then suddenly crystallizing, falling to the ground, like a branch of coral. Immediately afterwards, more and more blood vessels burst on the surface of the body, dozens of blood splashed, leaving his body, with a hot temperature, slightly warming the cold underground space, and then quickly frozen.

On the ground around Chen Changsheng, more and more blood-red, coral-like things appeared. It looked very beautiful, but it was so bloody.

After the blood vessel burst, it was skin and muscle that broke apart, and countless blood overflowed all over his body. Occasionally, he could see the sensational bones. He closed his eyes in pain and could no longer maintain a sitting position. The style, fell to the ground and began to twitch. The whole process and the picture were terrible and terrifying.

Heilong raised his right front paw to cover his eyes, and no longer continued to look at it. He deeply regrets this-this pretty good human teenager died like this, there is no way to help himself to accomplish that thing-it could have stopped this Everything, but this is Chen Changsheng's own choice of death. It is for the sake of burning sheep, and there is no interference to show respect.

At this moment, the Black Dragon didn't think about getting out of trouble, nor did he think about the loneliness over the centuries and the loneliness that may be repeated afterwards, but just prayed silently, hoping that Chen Changsheng could die faster, and not suffer so much pain, Only when the pain ends soon will it be called happy, and then it will be worthy of Chen Changsheng's courage to die peacefully.

The underground space is cold like winter all year round. The ground is covered with snow chips and ice residue. Chen Changsheng fell to the ground, his flesh broke, and the hot blood flowed into the cold ice and snow, snorting, and instantly produced countless white smoke The starlight in his body burned so violently that it seemed that the blood had already boiled.

Just like the medical case recorded in the notes of the Four Classics of Sitting, if it is not in the cold underground space tonight, or Chen Changsheng's final ending, that is, spontaneous death, now relying on the cold brought by the black dragon, he has not burned , But in fact it is just a better way to die.

Time passes slowly.

After a long time, the black dragon lowered his right front paw and was ready to express his condolences to Chen Changsheng. After all, this human teenager was the first person he had met in a real sense since he was imprisoned for hundreds of years.

Thinking about these things, it decided that even if Chen Changsheng's body might become a disgusting cooked meat, he would cover his nose and bury him later.

Looking at the middle of the blood coral, the eyes of the black dragon suddenly shrank, and countless shocks appeared in the faint pupil.

The ground was still smoking with white smoke, and the blood water in the ice and snow was still boiling, and did not quickly become cold because of the death of Chen Changsheng.

Because...Chen Changsheng is not dead yet!

Why is he not dead yet? Why is he not dead yet? !

Of course, the Black Dragon did not want him to die, but it was shocked by everything he saw in front of him, which had exceeded the Dragon Clan's cognition of this world-everyone knows that the Dragon Clan's cognition of this world is the most extensive.

Xinghui burns from the inside out and is destroyed from the heart to the skin. This is an irreversible and irreversible process. Why is he still alive?

The Black Dragon suppressed the shock and inexplicable fear in his heart, and slowly drifted forward.

With the movement of its huge body, a cold wind was raised in the underground space.

Those winds, constantly blowing the blood corals on the ground, blowing away the white smoke from the boiling blood, blowing away the miserable mouths and flesh and blood of Chen Changsheng's body, revealing the innermost picture.

Xinghui's deflagration is indeed from the inside out. Most of his internal organs have been seriously damaged.

But in his chest, there was still something beating vigorously!

His heart is still beating!

The black dragon's eyes tightened.

It certainly knows what the human heart looks like.

But it has never seen such a clean and beautiful heart.

The blood stains on the surface of the heart were shaken aside with each beat, revealing the original appearance of the heart.

It was a clean, glass-like, pink heart, which didn't seem to have any disgusting feelings. It was more like a fruit washed by a stream of water for a long time.

The Black Dragon's emotions are shocking, like... seeing a desert bone dragon.

Chen Changsheng’s muscle skin and even his bones have been destroyed. Now with time, those stars are still burning, and his body is still ulcerating, but why is there nothing in his body, this What material is the heart made of? It was intact!

The black dragon's eyes fell between the blood coral scattered on the ground and the hot blood water, and it felt more and more strange. It was a scene of blood and flesh, but it couldn't make it feel sick. Real noble dragons never use wisdom Life is food-those flesh and blood seem not to be flesh and blood, but something else.

Yes, it is coral, it is glass, it is clean and transparent.

Heilong looked at Chen Changsheng's heart again and vaguely understood something.

Starlight washing the marrow, washing dirt, leaving clean, marrow washing is something that the practitioners have been doing throughout their lives. The highest level of pursuit is: no dirt.

Chen Changsheng's body is very special, there are many unreasonable places, such as broken into nine meridians, then, or his blood and bones are also different, maybe even... congenital without scale, even if the day after tomorrow because of food and breathing air There is more turbidity in the world, and there is very little. When he used the star light to wash his marrow, it only took an instant to complete the process.

So what else can Starlight wash?

Starlight falls on things that have color and can show color, but what color can appear on things that are absolutely transparent?

Transparent, there is no color.

Starlight naturally does not stay.

From spring to the present, Chen Changsheng used starlight to wash his marrow every night. Those starlights did not affect his hair and skin, nor did he have any connection with his muscles and bones. Instead, he passed directly through the body and followed the big The induction between Tiandi and Xiaotiandi came outside his haunted palace.

The winding path leads to a secluded place, and there is a mansion.

That is the Yufu.

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(Coughing is too uncomfortable. I will try to write the next chapter earlier, and then take a good rest. The next chapter should be updated before 10:30.)

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