There is only system rent in the infinite world

A crisp bone cracking sound spread in this quiet night sky.

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Xiaojie has been walking in this dark space for a long time, and she has forgotten the passage of time too long.

She walked aimlessly in this space, maybe it wasn't aimless, she just kept walking forward, and she didn't know if she took a detour.

But even if he took a detour, he couldn't take care of that much, and could only keep moving forward. If he retreated at this time, then the previous persistence would have retreated everything, and could only move forward.

However, Xiaojie did not realize that at some unknown time, the substance that was originally flowing in the darkness has disappeared unknowingly, and some of it is in darkness. Maybe it needs to be black like ink, or maybe No need, anyway, it's that black, a kind of desperate darkness.

Step~

A rather crisp blow fell in Xiaojie's ears, which made her somewhat numb state suddenly awake.

I looked around, but found that I don't know when my environment has changed.

Surrounded by a burning woods, looking at some distant sky, it is also a red patch, reflected by the fire.

Perhaps it is the feeling of the soul, or it may be the incomplete contract in the heart that does not know when.

Xiaojie looked back suddenly and saw a rather brilliant golden cup.

"Holy Grail...?" The words had just been uttered, but suddenly I found that my voice had changed.

Yu Jie sound, and there is a kind of familiar feeling.

like...It was Sephiroth's voice.

Of course, it was the maiden Sephiroth and Xiaojie's Zan Poknife, not the Sephiroth who descended from the Son, which was fundamentally different.

Sephiroth of Zan Pokang belonged to her only, and Sephiroth who came from the Son of God did not know him.

"Now, the world is..."

In Xiaojie's quiet contemplation, a familiar female voice awakened her, and she looked over subconsciously.

Suddenly, her expression of shock appeared on the surface.

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-two

? Lotus stood on the black mud well, but the situation was a bit miserable. Both hands were drooping weakly, and there were dense knife marks on both hands, but now it seems to have been processed. The blood that flowed out has solidified, leaving blood scabs on his arms, which looks particularly terrifying.

The clothes are a bit torn, and many times Xiaojie can still see her go out as her body swings unsteadily, but there are some hideous wounds on the white skin that are very distressing, but it looks like Lotus is not. How to care, or get used to it.

Seeing Xiaojie's somewhat astonished expression, Lianhua smiled clearly.

Although he had already said that when he appeared in the world, Lianhua was the confirmation at this moment that the person who had just beaten him was definitely not the person in front of him.

"You tell her that you will definitely regret not killing me, I promise." Lotus swallowed back the words that were originally going to be spoken, and said after reorganizing the language.

At the same time, his eyes flashed, watching Xiaojie with interest and asking again: "Who is that person just now."

Perhaps from the emotion on Xiaojie's face just now, she was unconscious at the time, but Lianhua knew that she must know it, but she didn't know if she would say it.

But Lianhua didn't think much about it, but just said it in accordance with her heart.

Just as Lianhua expected, it was Xiaojie's silence in response to her.

"..."

"...Don't tell me... Then forget it, this is not my home court, if you want to enter the world of "Dragon Ball", remember to notify me."

Needless to say, the ending after the notification is just another kill.

Xiaojie looked at the lotus with a stubborn expression after saying this, and said after a little silence.

"I should, and if I didn't guess wrong..."

Xiaojie dragged his voice to his chest and held it down.

The moment he pressed his heart, Xiaojie's hand froze suddenly, and he lowered his head subconsciously and looked down. The first thing he saw was the dead gray right hand. The right hand seemed a bit twisted, and even a little bit of bone stubble pierced the skin. Sensen's bones were exposed, but Xiaojie did not feel the pain.

Even the color of the skin was subconsciously ignored, and the miserable right hand was also ignored, and he fixedly looked at his chest.

Suddenly, Xiaojie slowly raised his head, and pressed his right hand a little bit on his chest, looking at the puzzled lotus flower and said: "She is the product of the emptiness, accompanied by the Zanpodao."

Hearing Xiaojie's words, Lianhua smiled and did not speak. The next moment, her body slowly sank to the ground, ignoring the black mud on the ground, and slowly sank.

After Lianhua disappeared from her sight, Xiaojie slowly opened his collar. To be honest, it was a miracle that the clothes were kept intact after the fierce battle. Of course, it is also possible that Lianhua used his fists. Is a reason.

After opening the collar, what I saw was still a bit of dead gray skin, and then I saw two lumps of flesh, which was still dead gray without beauty, but Xiaojie's main concern was not the problem of his skin.

It was a dark hole on his left chest.

Of course Xiaojie understood what it was, it was a virtual hole.

That is to say, when he lost consciousness, he was blurred, and it was still completely blurred.

Of course, Xiaojie understands that the emptiness in her body will not harm her, and how to say it is part of her. Besides, the fight that she did not know just now is the best explanation.

The question is, where did the virtual come from.

This is very important.

As everyone knows, there are three ways to make a virtual self in the body. Of course, they are talking about the three methods in the world of death.

One is to use collapse jade, the second is to use forbidden techniques, and the third is to cut the chain of cause and effect.Of course, this is taken from an encyclopedia

The illusion that the Masked Legion in "Reaper" possessed is from Bengyu.

The protagonist Kurosaki Ichigo in "Reaper" can be said to be hereditary or forbidden.

While thinking, listening to the sound of the black mud squirming in his ear, Xiaojie's mind moved and looked at the Holy Grail, or the black mud under the Holy Grail.

At present, there is only one explanation, and the evil at this time is triggered.

However, it seems that he was saved by his own falsehood.

Xiaojie can absolutely guarantee that if he has been lying in the black mud, he might have died long ago.

The incomplete contract in my heart can also illustrate this point.

With such a conclusion, Xiaojie was silent. To be honest, Xiaojie suddenly felt that he was not strong enough, and went all the way like Kurosaki Ichigo.

Every battle relies on explosions.

"Then try hard next time." Xiaojie whispered the words in his heart and strengthened his belief.