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Under the deep night, the icy waves were hitting a piece of wooden plank that had decayed long ago on the sea.
The neighing of sea beasts could be faintly heard from all around.
Even at night, through the starlight, you can still faintly see the silhouette of a huge sea beast emerging from the deep sea under the board.
A small silver fish with a length of more than ten centimeters swings its tail in front of the board, and a silk thread wrapped around the fish tail leads the board forward in the waves.
The aura of the small silver fish made the dormant sea beasts in the deep sea faintly afraid.
However, this small silver fish has cracks like porcelain, as if it might break at any time.
Although the little silver fish can emit a terrifying breath, its vitality is obviously extremely weak.
An old man with half of his body disappeared on the wooden board sighed as he looked at the pale-faced short-haired woman beside him with cold sweat on his forehead.
In this life, there are worries, sorrows, and a faint trace of despair in the sighs of this life.
The short-haired woman curled up with her head in her hands, her body trembling like a spasm.
It took a long time for the short-haired woman to recover.
The recovered short-haired woman is like a fallen leaf in the cold wind, extremely thin.
The old man picked up a dead sea fish on the wooden board with only half of his body left, and handed it to the short-haired woman.
"Yi Ren, your holy source was injured and entered a dying state. You will bear the pain of this kind of soul injury in the future until the damaged source of the unrequited poppy recovers."
The short-haired woman clenched her hands tightly when she heard the words.
The short-haired woman has long been aware of this kind of injury, and uses the marrow contract to contract the holy source to integrate the holy source into her soul.
It is equal to the thing of the holy source itself is a part of one's own soul.
The Jue Lian poppy, the holy source thing that I contracted, now only has half a rhizome and a handful of root hairs left. It is not easy to restore it?
The short-haired woman said in a deep voice.
"It's a pity that all my spirits are linked to the function of the holy source of Jue Lian Poppy. Now the source of Jue Mei Poppy is damaged and is in a state of dying, and all my other spirits have fallen into a deep sleep because of this."
Speaking of which, the short-haired woman suddenly gritted her teeth.
"It's just that I didn't expect that the seventh page of war is not a human being, otherwise"
Before she finished speaking, the short-haired woman covered her head again, trembling violently.
Obviously, he is suffering from the injury of his soul again.
The old man looked at the short-haired woman with only hatred in her eyes under the trauma of her soul.
So he stood up and hit the short-haired woman on the head with the remaining hand, shouting loudly.
"Yi Ren, you are the dark envoy jointly elected by the seven dark states, and the only remaining dark envoy of the seven dark states."
"The darkness enables adults to do more than revenge, the most basic thing is to live!"
After a while, the short-haired woman who received the slap did not raise her head even though her body had stopped shaking.
Hot tears flowed from the short-haired woman's eyes, and the tears dripped on the aura costume that had been soaked in seawater between her legs.
The salty tears under the night melted into the saltier sea water in a blink of an eye.
At this time, the Suyians blamed themselves extremely, if it wasn't for their ability to renounce poppy by relying on the holy source thing they contracted.
Ordering He Lao and himself to sneak attack on the seventh page of war as an envoy of darkness, He Lao will not end up in such a miserable end.
He Lao is an emperor-level powerhouse who possesses a kind of creation spirit.
Even if half of He Lao's body is destroyed, as long as he can get medical treatment, he can fully recover.
However, He Lao's creation creature, the Styx jellyfish, has been killed by the war seven pages.
When He Lao's holy source object, Shukong Jianya, was also forcibly penetrating the space covered by the holy source object on the seventh page of war, the brilliant chariot was injured by the brilliant chariot and his body was broken.
Along the way, at the cost of burning his own soul, He Lao let Shukong Jiansha lead the two of them forward in the deep sea full of powerful sea beasts.
Suyen knew in his heart that the old man beside him who had always been with him was burning his life to accompany him on the last journey.
This kind of doomed parting hurts like a blunt knife cutting flesh.
After Mr. He beat Su Yiren, he regretted it a bit.
However, Mr. He still has to say what he thinks should be said.??
After sighing, Mr. He took a deep breath and said in a low voice.
"Yiren, look up at me."
The Suyi people slowly raised their heads to see He Lao's miserable appearance.
The Suyen's lips were bitten together tightly immediately, and the blood flowed from the lips, passed through the Suyen's delicate chin, and dripped onto the wooden board.
He Lao was about to speak, but at this moment the waves suddenly became bigger.
The Shuokong Swordfish, who was pulling the wooden plank in front to lead the way, immediately slowed down. It was obviously in the sea, but it was as difficult to move as if it was in a quagmire.
"Damn it, the dying Shukong Jiansha was finally targeted by the wild Creator species in the deep sea."
While speaking, a huge aura spewed out from He Lao's body, and the power of the emperor-level powerhouse stopped the rough sea at this moment.
It seems that all the creatures in the four seas have fled to the thousand-meter deep sea.
At the moment when the power of He Laodi-level powerhouse erupted, a silver space energy flickered all over the body of Shukong Jiansha, whose body had been shattered in front of him.
The space energy on Shukong Jianmao's body directly formed densely packed space patterns on its body.
These spatial lines traveled on the body of Shukong Jiansha and then transmitted into the sea, forming a series of materialized spatial conveyor belts.
The Suyes watched all this helplessly, tears dripped down their cheeks and mixed with the blood on his chin.
The scene in front of me was attacked by a team of chanters led by thirty-two leaders on the seventh page of the war when the Dark Federation was attacked. The Sui people no longer remember seeing many familiar scenes.
Old He entrusted Suyen with an unusually serious face.
"This is the closest to the Shenmu Federation on the Hewen Continent. The distance from the Shenmu Federation to here is enough for Shukong Jiansha to launch a bond teleportation."
"I'll send you there."
"My lord, the Messenger of Darkness, you must be alive."
"Yiren, you must live."
The old man didn't say any more.
However, the same exhortation under the two salutations is what He Lao wants to say most in his heart.
Living is the foundation of everything.
Whether it is the Suy people as the dark envoy, or the younger generation who watched them grow up.
This is He Lao's last wish.
The teardrops flowing from the Sui people's eyes were connected with silk threads.
Before the Suys reacted, the galaxy formed by the space bond had completely surrounded the Suyes.
In an instant, the Sui disappeared on the sea together with the Milky Way.
Before the silver light completely dissipated, several scarlet tentacles bloomed towards the surface of the deep sea.
With a roll of the tentacles, Shukong Jiansha, who could only glow faintly, and He Lao were dragged into the undetectable deep sea. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com