Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 83 Bench Conversation

Shen Shiyu's Martial Dao Primordial Spirit burst into an ice-blue blooming firework on the spot.

The powerful shock wave spread rapidly to the surroundings, and the unfolding state of the original realm shook violently under the impact of the explosion, and the light from the revolving lantern of life in the sky was suddenly interrupted.

Liang De's miscellaneous Yuanshen was seriously injured by the blast, and a mouthful of old blood slowly fell in the air. He clutched his chest in pain and leaned against the vending machine behind him.

"Fudimo, you are so strong that you actually blew up your primordial spirit. I really can't fucking guess what you, a woman, will do next...Rua!"

Liang De's body directly collapsed into a puddle of mud. His miscellaneous primordial spirit was dying of pain under the self-explosion impact of Shenshiyu. The foundation of the gray-black primordial spirit was full of cracks. Nourish the primordial spirit.

At this time, the countless ice-blue soul fragments flying in the sky, led by the soul that was about to dissipate after Shen Shiyu's self-explosion, crashed into the revolving lantern of life floating in the sky!

This revolving lantern of life is the manifestation of Liang De's own martial arts primordial spirit, and the collision of the trial language is tantamount to smashing fragments of her own primordial spirit into Liang De's martial arts primordial spirit.

The icy blue Yuanshen fragments pierced into the cracks of Liang De's miscellaneous Yuanshen, and the Yuanshen in Liang Dezi's mansion quickly turned half black and half blue!

"What are you doing!"

Liang De's martial arts primordial spirit was infiltrated with a foreign body, and his soul twitched in pain.

What's even more frightening is that the extraordinary power he used to nourish his own soul was inevitably absorbed by the shattered soul of Shen Shiyu in the state of intertwined souls. The ice-blue fragments of the soul quickly became stable and began to Rivalry against the gray and black local primordial spirit.

But Liang De's mixed-brand hybrid soul was powerless to resist.

Liang De was so angry that his soul trembled violently, trying to squeeze out the soul of Shen Shiyu.

Fudimo got into my body, and I was fucked by her? !

"What are you doing! Fudimo, get out!"

I don't want to grow another face on the back of my head in the future!

"What did you say I was going to do? Didn't you write that you were sincere to me? Then we will be together forever, okay?"

The trial language made a cold voice in Liang De's heart.

Her soul was nourished by the basically fixed martial arts primordial spirit, her consciousness quickly stabilized, and now all her thinking and language abilities have been restored.

But she is just drinking poison to quench her thirst. She and Liang De's primordial spirit are incompatible. If you transfuse too much blood with a different type, you will die. What's more, if you use the primordial spirit to absorb other people's extraordinary power, she won't last long before the primordial spirit collapses. .

But she only needs to hold on until the primordial spirits of the two begin to fuse deeply.

The two souls of martial arts who are not practicing special skills merge and blend together, and in the end there is only the ending of the soul flying away, and the pain suffered by the two souls before disintegration is unimaginable, it can be said that it is more painful than being stabbed with a blunt knife.

"Ayan, my sister is here to accompany you."

Shen Shiyu closed her eyes with a calm expression, as if the Ling Chi pain that was violently erupting on her soul was just an illusion.

She just wants to spend the last time of her life quietly in the past memories with her brother.

At that time they lived in a small mountainous city. She was in the sixth grade and her brother was in the third grade. They both studied in the same elementary school.

She rides a bicycle with her younger brother to and from school every day. Although she has to ride more than ten kilometers and go through many uphill sections, as long as she hears her younger brother talking and laughing with her behind her, she forgets all the hard work.

Shen Shiyu's consciousness came into her memory, she changed into an ordinary dress, sat on the bench by the street of that small mountain city, and looked at a pair of boys and girls not far away.

The recording angle of soul memory is like an aerial camera, except that mortals cannot interpret the memory form in the soul.After the martial artist condenses the soul of martial arts, he can use the soul to call up the memory of the soul and see himself from the perspective of a bystander.

Shen Shiyu sat quietly on the bench, watching the boys and girls on the bicycle not far away slowly draw closer.

This memory happened when I was going to school in the early morning. A black-haired girl in a blue and white sportswear school uniform rode a bicycle and struggled on a long slope. Behind her was a handsome boy with a face half or six like hers. , the two people on the bicycle were talking and laughing in the morning breeze, and the golden sunshine was sprinkled on the two innocent smiling faces...

"Ms. Shen, do you know that it is a violation of the implementation regulations of the Road Traffic Safety Law to carry people on a bicycle, and if it is a minor child, the crime is aggravated. It is recommended to severely criticize education and confiscate bicycles.

And this kind of long slope can't be better if two people get down and push the cart. Look at you, gritting your teeth and riding up with a sullen face, your cheeks are bulging out. You are so stubborn at such a young age. eat. "

A nasty voice that made Shiyu hate it to the bone sounded in her consciousness.

Shen Shiyu, who was wearing a light blue dress, turned his head angrily, and saw Liang De, who was wearing a gray-black sports sweater, squatting on the curb with a cigarette in his mouth, watching this memory with her.

"Get out of here!"

"I should tell you this sentence, it's not that you are begging for nothing and posting it upside down to play such a posture with overlapping souls, can I see your memory?

Old girl, I really don’t want to watch your girlhood, and I really don’t want to play with you so excitingly. Is it comfortable to lose body and spirit? We are both almost 30 years old, and we still have to focus on health preservation host.

Can we sit down and talk about it?We are all adults, what can't we say?

After your primordial spirit blew itself up, you were nourished by natural divine power in time, and you held your breath, and you couldn't die sooner or later.

Now you go out suddenly, and I will use your cells to rebuild a new body for you, ensuring that it will be exactly the same as the original one.

It’s okay if you want to be different, as long as you open your mouth, old girl, and move wherever you want, brother, I have studied extensively for many years, and my aesthetics are not bad. I can figure out any kind of good figure for you.

Then our accounts will be cancelled, and we will go our separate ways, okay?

Old girl, you also said that you know that I am sincere and willing to be with me, but two martial arts masters are crowded in a room and can't use their elbows. How can I be willing to let you live in this kind of dwelling.

And we have an old saying outside the customs, affection is always hurt by ruthlessness, the basket will always touch the gun, the two people are too close, it is inevitable that they will bump into each other, which is not conducive to maintaining the relationship in the long run.

Old girl, take a good look at yourself. She is pretty and straight, with a slender waist and long legs. Wherever you look, you are a big beauty who stands out from the crowd. If you look at me again, let’s not say I’m ugly, it’s not too bad. up.

Life is still very long, a man like me is not worth your life, you will live a Top 5 life in the future, don't delay yourself because of the impulse when you were young, don't be desperate for a scumbag like me, okay? .

Emotional matters are prone to fanaticism, but you also have to consider reality.

where is thisThis is Sheng Wuxu's private high school, where people kill every day.

You are not a white lotus who has never killed anyone, and your record is quite high. Is it only your younger brother who is a younger brother? I am often a younger brother too. Do I have to be willing to be killed by him?

We have to compare our hearts and think differently. "

As Liang De spoke, he stood up, walked to the edge of the bench and sat down, took out a thin cigarette and handed it to Shen Shiyu.

"My old girl smoked a cigarette to calm down. Today is a rare opportunity. Let's talk about our souls and talk about everything. How about it?"

As soon as Shen Shiyu saw Liang De's face, she felt a painful feeling in her chest. She got up from the bench suddenly, and her figure disappeared in this youthful memory in an instant.

Liang De followed closely behind and traveled to another memory with her.

Liang De stood firm in this memory, his eyes gradually widened as he watched the surrounding scene.

"Wait a minute, this street, this building, this tree, this shoe repair shop, this cold noodle stall... Isn't this downstairs of my house!"

　Teacher Chiji, it is a timely rain in the book industry, and I am deeply honored that my work can be recommended by Teacher Chiji.

　　

(End of this chapter)