The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

"Ouyang Shishu, Ouyang Shishu ......"

"Oops, you stop shouting!" The young monk sitting on the other side couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Ouyang is now so close to his beloved, where is the time to pay attention to you. Ouyang Qing, don't you think so?"

Ouyang Qing ignored him, but slowly spread out his hand and looked at his palm.

It was the jade that Ling Yusheng had given him before he left the True Land.

The jade had refined a strand of Ling Yusheng's hair and was entwined with his soul's vitality.

The jade is in the person, the jade is broken and the person is dead.

"Body Speed ......" Ouyang Qing looked at the jade and laughed softly, "Little Sheng, in terms of body speed, who in this world can catch up with you?"

Yes!

Because he couldn't catch up, that's why he chased so hard.

He tried his best, but he was left far behind.

He was unhappy, but he was powerless.

But at least, he has gotten a little closer to his little Sheng, hasn't he?

He doesn't hate the ghosts, and he doesn't hate the people who want to bring down the sky.

At least these people granted his wish.

Let him be closer to his little Sheng, a little closer.

Ouyang Qing looked up towards the direction of the Pill Palace and murmured in a low voice, "Little Sheng, Little Sheng ...... I'm coming, can you hear my voice? Will you still remember me and will you let me chase after you, Xiaosheng ......?"

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In the endless void.

The young man, covered in blood, is running away in a mess.

Strangely, there was nothing behind him.

But the boy's look was still very heavy, and his fierce breathing and the blood flowing from his body, which was heavily lined with sores, all indicated the crisis he was facing at the moment.

Suddenly, the boy's face changed dramatically, and his body disappeared in a flash.

However, in the next moment, a cold mane passed by.

A cold mane passed by, and the disappearing figure reappeared.

The young man stumbled and fell, half-kneeling on the ground and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

His hands and feet were trembling slightly from the intense pain and weakness of his depleted spiritual energy.

He wanted to run.

But he had no strength left in his body.

He couldn't run!

He really couldn't run.

The power of the spatial realm had been completely exhausted.

When the Third Senior Brother said that this time the trial was a nine-life trial, he thought it was a joke.

Who let the Third Senior Brother always like to speak from his heart, with few words of truth in his mouth?

But at this moment, Ling Yusheng knew.

This time, Chu Mianli did not lie.

This trial run is really a desperate situation with no room for maneuver.

Either live and be strong.

Either die and destroy.

He thought he could hold on.

But ...... he seemed to have overestimated himself!

It also underestimates the perversity of the Third Senior Brother.

This is a true death before life.

But who said that after death, one can always be born?

Ling Yusheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was about to get up when his face suddenly changed again.

That horrible thing had caught up with him again.

After escaping for so long, he didn't even know what that thing was.

Even its path of attack was unclear.

All he knew was that "it" was getting faster and faster, and its attacks were getting fiercer and fiercer.

From the beginning, he was able to escape easily.

Now, every time an incense stick burns, it catches up to him.

Ling Yusheng gritted his teeth, and mobilized the few immortal powers in his body to escape.

However, he just flew out a few dozen meters.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his back.

His clothes, which had already been dyed blood-red, instantly burst apart, and his flesh blurred, revealing his white bones.

Ling Yusheng let out a scream, and his whole body fell downward.

He was now in an endless void.