Master of the Stars

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Snake is not sure if she is still alive.

It has been more than half a year since the soul was out of wit, to be precise 183 days.

The magician's high-precision perception of changes in things allows her to record the passage of time rigorously like a clock. But the reference to this ability is only herself, and the role she seems to play is nothing more than a meaningless record of death.

She doesn't know whether this has broken the relevant records of Lishi, but she knows that her condition is very, very bad, maybe only one step away from death.

Still that question, is she really alive?

Since ancient times, the East Asian cultural circle has circulated the legend of "dead corpse". Although the details are different, the general idea is that the practitioners abandoned the body and the soul out of the way, and traveled between the world, thus possessing incredible magical means. But their life trajectory unexpectedly and neatly drew a parabola and fell into the abyss of despair at the end of the game.

Perhaps in the next few years and decades, an example of "snake language" will be added to the footnotes about "dead corpse." But her more likely ending would still be like a cloud of tearing tears in front of her, annihilating silently, without any trace of it.

The rate of spiritual decline can be determined without any precise perception. The limit is getting closer and closer, and it gradually loses the power of autonomous activity, so the two days of Snake Language are no longer like a behind spirit, following Gong Qi to wander in the cloud world.

In response, Gong Qi was indifferent.

The relationship between Snake Language and Gong Qi has changed significantly, and it is a devastating result.

On the side of Snake Language, there is no need to talk about emotions such as hope and despair, vigilance and numbness; Gong Qi's side, half a year has passed, even if he is so gloomy and old-fashioned, it is impossible to control his emotions perfectly at all times: Confusion, suspicion, irritability, and anxiety, these prisoner-like negative elements emanated little by little, and were received by the snake language.

Finally, at a certain moment on a certain day, these accumulated elements broke the limit that can be carried in the heart of the snake language, and the net pocket of will can't bear the truth of despair. Snake language broke out. When facing Gong Qi, he questioned the actions that had not progressed for more than half a year, of course, including the essence of Gong Qi's own activities here.

Then, all the truth is exposed.

Gong Qi, this extraordinary creature that seems to be a strong man in the chest, is actually just a prisoner trapped in this cloud world. There is no essential difference in the situation between the two, only that Gong Qi is less dependent on his body and body, the arrangement of the back path is more secure, and the Association of Competent Persons is used as a backing ...

Oh, all of this is actually a qualitative difference! The difference was so big that Snake Language was jealous and jealous!

Behind Gong Qi is the Association of Competent Persons, and she is just a wandering soul. She does not have a person who can be fully trusted, nor does it have the strength to consolidate this trust. Even the extremely rare B-level spell mage in the world can only manage her own carefully in the cracks of all forces. base.

Over the years, she has only found a distorted tree demon who seems to be loyal but incomprehensible, and has only built a prototype of a small cult with no climate, and also has some French-style design ...

When the soul is out of shape, she can use these designs for two or three months, at most it is half a year. If it continues to extend, it doesn't make much sense at all. She even feels that even if she is out of trouble now, the spirit is back to the consciousness, and in the current state, the greatest possibility is simply to die with the flesh together!

So, I am dead now, right?

A good swimmer is drowning in water, and the meaning of my life is to modify those absurd allusions, right?

Snake language chuckled and laughed out loud, and the emotions in the spirit state were nothing but remnants of human habits. And each part of these habit marks will consume a certain amount of energy. Correspondingly, when the energy is dissipated enough to maintain the spiritual foundation, these traces of habit can only be used as meaningless surpluses, and are first dissipated.

I am already dead!

Snake Word made a conclusion for himself.

If there is a choice, she should have made her own decision. But now the situation is that her spiritual body is wrapped in a layer of light and unpredictable light yarn-the yarn of silence.

This remuneration given to her by Gong Qi "advance" has now become the shackles and monitoring of her control. During the heyday of the snake language, it can also set up a shielding layer to block and interfere. But now she is so weak that she must rely on the veil of talent to ensure that the spirit does not collapse.

Conversely, she just wanted the spirit to collapse, and this strange thing was gradually infiltrating and eroding her spiritual structure. As a spell mage, Snake Language can guess Gong Qi's intentions. Perhaps not long after, she can only continue to exist between heaven and earth in a distorted form like "spirit".

This is something that scares her more than death, but she has no power to fight back!

Why has it fallen to this point?

As soon as reflection started, the subject of Snake Language was intentionally cut off. She does not want to carry out these meaningless thinking, which has no meaning except to continue to consume her soul power and allow her to continue to approach the sad "inspiring spirit" quickly.

Her brain was empty, silently curled up under the envelope of the veil of silence, watching the surrounding clouds surging, tearing and drifting, and gradually she was a little trance-maybe it was very good to disperse like this, the moment when the self-consciousness collapsed, maybe It is the real relief!

Snake language trance, trance, the mind seems to really dissipate in this peculiar and desperate void as the cloud dissipates. In the chaotic prelude of the complete arrival of the extinct nothingness, there are faintly different colors from the cloud white and blood that have been used to seeping in, and it is like splashing ink, rendering it to the edge of her perception in an instant.

Logic-free situational transition ... is a dream!

Snake language had a dream. She dreamed of the Han Castle, the shrine where she lived as a child, the Beishan Lake where the waves were clear, and the night that blended with the lake.

Under the dark scene of darkness, she walked quietly on the tree-lined road, in the cool wind blowing from the face, wrapped in the fresh smell of the camphor tree at the flowering period, the seemingly loyal Zuo Jiaweimen, but not The trustworthy freak, that's what makes people feel a little more favorable.

Mrs. Yamamoto, who had a different heart, greeted her, and under the old face that hyaluronic acid could not hold, she was full of jealousy.

By the way, she is also Beishan Xuehui. In her early years, in order to hide her identity and to satisfy some young girls' minds, she also operated a fake body. What a free age it is to switch freely between dual identities and to tease those foolish ones who are overwhelmed by money, beauty and power.

Ah, now I think of those days, I also feel very happy. But unconsciously, the happy life is over, probably after she became a B-level curse mage, she began to have greater ambitions to practice, dedicated to climbing higher peaks.

Snake language, also Beishan Xuehui returned home in the mystery of drifting memories, until now everything is fine. She put down her handbag and bent over to change her shoes ...

The next moment, the attack arrived.

Snake language was tranced again, only because her instincts had no effect, and her defensive counterattack was completely reduced to nothingness. What was presented in front of her, however, was a seemingly real and absurd sitcom.

Yes, I'm dreaming ...?

This dream is truly terrifying.

Snake language dreamed that "North Mountain Snow Painting" walked between a house and a distorted camphor tree like a normal person-that was the "visit route" she had planned, which shows that her physical state has entered the most dangerous stage , Must accept the protection and energy injection of Zuo Jiaweimen.

She also dreamed that Beishan Xuehui was invaded and invaded by people. Ironically, the intruder was still a senior cadre in the Wanling Religious Order she created!

Zuo Jiaweimen shot, which is reasonable, it can be seen that after the **** seized the vitality of the senior cadres of the cult, he did not leave Beishan Xuehui even a little leftovers!

And when the chaotic situation ended, in a messy house, only Beishan Xuehui, her body that had exhausted the last trace of strength, was struggling.

Can't be like this, get up!

Snake language was fed up with such dreams, she could figure out the end of her body in her mind, but it was really unbearable that such a real and absurd scene happened before her eyes. At this moment, she was again integrated with Beishan Xuehua, struggling to struggle—even if she knew that struggling in a dream was meaningless.

Then ... I moved, my fingertips moved!

Beishan Xuehui in the dream froze, and the snake language in the cloud world also froze. The whole world, whether true or false, seemed to be frozen.

Countless thoughts came and went, pushing the snake language to try again, but the result made her crazy.

what is this! what is this!

If you are watching a movie that has nothing to do with yourself, if you just want to suffer the torment of the picture, Snake confessed. But what is going on with this irrelevant situation!

She can control her body with a little bit of star reaction, but she doesn't have a sense of spiritual and physical fit, just like, like taking a question handle to control the characters in the game. Half of them should n’t be, but the other half, with clear feedback ...

It ’s just feedback, and it ’s not more meaningful than shaking on the handle.

The spirit is still in a state of detachment, and the body can't get the warmth of the extraordinary power ... everything is like a thin and hard glass, all she can do is to constantly wipe her breath. And the water vapor that goes up makes the dream situation clearer, and tortures me more crazy with this unreal reality.

Other than that, there is nothing, nothing!

Even the little energy left by the spirit body, after this toss, overflowed a lot, letting her go further to the edge of death.

True and false, hope and despair, there is a layer of dreams!

The almost out-of-control emotions burned, a mixture of restlessness, anger, despair and a little stubborn hope. The lingering pain of the snake-speaking spirit trembles.

"what happened!"

The sudden shock of the sound wave awakened the snake language Huo Ran.

Gong Qisen's cold face shattered the maddening and desperate dream. This strongman who still maintains extraordinary strength, even in the state of spirit, his eyes are still solid, and there is a thick cloud of doubt in it.

Snake language looked at him directly until Gong Qi's eyes were cold for another three minutes: "What did you do?"

Oh, he did n’t know! The monitoring of the "Veil of Silence" has not found any clues. Is it really just a dream?

Snake Words thought this way, and said the same way: "Dream, I'm going to die!"

Seeing Gong Qi's momentary confusion, Snake Talk suddenly felt extremely funny. She laughed out loud, her spirit like a candle in the wind, swaying in the violent wind above the clouds.

Gong Qi looked at her silently.

Whether it is a gust of wind in the clouds or laughter, it is impossible to transmit to another time and space, but some special spiritual waves have more wonderful radiant power and penetrability.

In the area of ​​the Earth Lake City, which is not in line with the world of the cloud, Fan Lu suddenly opened his eyes, the subject in the field of vision was still dark, but the arrogant spotlights and noisy music together painted this environment into a full nightclub style.

By the way, this is the nightclub. How did I get here?

Oh, the boss was sent away, and he came back to greet the horned demon, but the guy remained highly excited for a long time, and pulled him and Xiao Zhao who came to support him to the most upscale nightclub in Lake City to drink and celebrate. Xiao Zhao is already hanging in the corner, as for Fan Lu himself ...

Seems to have a sleep, and also had a dream, dreaming, dreaming what is coming?

Part of the brain under the stimulation of alcohol was idle, and Fan Lu had no sensitivity to the vague memories in his dreams. Without waiting for him to be more awake, a grimace smeared by blush, eyebrow pencil and lipstick, suddenly Blocking his eyes, he opened his mouth and growled:

"Get up!"

Damn, nightmare!

What the **** are you doing! By the way, there seems to be a horned devil in his dream, that guy is tossing around the old base ...

Fan Lu's thinking broke again. It was really that the real-world horn devil grabbed his shoulder and shook it violently, so that the kilogram of wine he just poured in could not be sprayed directly on the ugly face in front of him!

If so, it would be dead!

Fan Lu decided to go out to be awake, he could even dream about the horned devil, and then play with this madman, he may have to take the initiative to get into the gene modulation room.

He covered his mouth, waved his hand away from the Horned Demon, hurriedly got up and walked out, but as soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by the back collar and forcibly pulled back, while another 1 kg bottle of brandy was also forced into his mouth Go inside.

"I'm purring ..."

The devil laughed loudly, and the whole face was twisted and deformed, and he did not forget to call out to the various beauties in the room: "Pull off his pants, let's celebrate together! And, who got this buddy's belt, No matter how many other scenes came out, Lao Tzu overwhelmed the past, and that sister is the queen tonight! "

Seven or eight women in the box screamed together. At the next moment, Fan Lu, who was in the dark, was submerged by the pink arm and his legs. His eyes rolled up, and the residual consciousness asked the ultimate question in the world. :

who am I?

Where am i?

What's the matter with Laozi?

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