Chapter 2834: Funeral Flowers for the New World (2)

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Qin Ming looked at the familiar Jiao Yan in front of him, but in his mind echoed the utter despair and suffering before the death of the funeral. If you do not succeed, the tragedy of that moment will always be locked in time and space, waiting for annihilation. This woman who has been entangled with herself for 20 years will disappear forever, including their children, and will not be left for themselves The opportunity for any remedy.
I am honored that he succeeded! He turned against time and space and found her again!
The second chance, he must grasp it!
Qin Ming's fingers gently slipped over the buried flower's cheek, delicate skin, and a warm feeling, but reminded him of the cold body in the eternal kingdom. There was a smile on his face, but his eyes were gradually hazy, and no one could appreciate his mood at the moment.
He was here 'feeling hard', but the eyes of the funeral flower were almost about to spit out fire. This actually insulted her in the presence of her disciples. But he couldn't move completely, even the spiritual force was frozen in the meridians.
All the disciples in the cabin were furious, but they couldn't even make any sounds, only shaking their eyes hard. Who is this bastard? Who is this beast? How dare to tease their temple master!
Qin Ming's fingers caught the delicate chin of the funeral flower, and he gradually laughed out: "You haven't bullied me a lot in my life, and before you wake up, take advantage."
The funeral flower was a little calm in anger, her eyes condensed, and she carefully searched her body, looking for a way to get away, but at this moment ... the man in front of him was getting closer and closer ... ... directly kissed her delicate red lips.
The dead silence in the cabin, everyone's eyes did not turn, staring at the scene in front of him, kissed? Dear! This beast was so brazen, I don't know if he was alive or dead, and he kissed their noble Lord?
Qin Ming's mouth smiled, and instead of kissing, he stuck out his tongue and licked it along the lip.
The calmness of the funeral flower was disturbed, let alone kissed, not even a few men of their own face had seen it! This beast was ... unexpectedly ...
"We have children, kiss, it's nothing." Qin Ming kissed again and kissed his lips, licking his lips, reminiscing this wanton taste. However, he chuckled twice, no longer burying the flowers, so as not to wake up and settle accounts with him. He took two steps back and took out a corpse from the eternal palace. Due to the strong life force in the palace, the corpse, although long dead, still seemed to be asleep, and even the wound was healed by Qin Ming, but his body was very cold.
The funeral was about to force herself to calm down and find a way, but immediately noticed the body, exactly like her ...
Who is that? Lin Yunhan Shui Mae and others looked at the corpse inconceivably. Do not! That is the Lord of the Palace!
Qin Ming gently held the cold body and looked at the buried flower in front of him: "This is you, the future you."
The funeral flowers fixedly looked at the corpse, and then looked at Qin Ming, and suddenly found that they could speak: "Who are you?"
"Before you died, you said, if you have a future life, you would like to be my wife. I ... succeeded, I came back to you." Qin Ming smiled, but his voice trembled because of fluctuating emotions. "In this life, we are no longer troubled, love and live well, I am willing to accompany you forever and ever."
The funeral flower opened her mouth slightly, and although she was already able to speak, she didn't know what to say. Her usual calmness and indifference became confused by the incredible scene in front of her.
The body in Qin Ming's hand gradually 'melted', turned into a piece of blushing petals, and floated into the body of the buried flower. Although this corpse is dead, the soul is dissipated because of the fusion with heaven, but the body still has weak soul power. These soul power is protected by the eternal palace and carries a weak memory. Although it may be incomplete, it will Very vague, not much better than the monster, but Qin Ming believes that some special and important experiences should be stored in it.
The body of the burial flower is uncontrolled, unable to resist the petals that have gradually entered the body, and the consciousness has gradually begun to chaos, as if there is any memory to be forced into it.
What is he doing? What happened to him? Shui Mei and others frantically urged spiritual power and wished to save themselves by exploding, but they were clearly their own body and were no longer under their control. They could only watch their own temple owner being violated. They dominated the inland sea, without any disadvantage, but at this moment felt deeply what is called weakness, and what happened so suddenly, suddenly it seemed like a nightmare.
Qin Ming carefully controlled the body of the burial flower, regulating the flow of soul power and energy inside. The burial flower is now only a sacred martial arts ground, and it can't bear the gift of this Huangwu corpse, but it is controlled by the Qin life, and can be temporarily suppressed in the depths of her body like Black Phoenix, and gradually released. In addition, Qin Ming deliberately injected the seeds of the Yuanling Upright into the body of the buried flower. One day in the future, the buried flower will begin its own understanding, regain control of the Yuanling Upright, and take over the order of the Yuanling.
This is what she deserves!
Qin Ming embraced the burial flower in a coma, sat on the ground, and looked at the angry and stingy people in the cabin. "Thank you, the Lord of your temple, you can all follow me."
They were unable to move, let alone speechless, and could only stand there, watching the strange man continue to ‘obscenity’ their temple master.
Qin Ming didn't care, tenderly holding the comatose funeral flower, feeling the temperature of her body, enjoying the quiet moment. In the future, when the funeral flower finds itself, it may not be so gentle.
The funeral boat floated outside the Thunder City for three days and nights until the strong men of Qingyunzong rushed from a distance, but they all entered the Thunder City's vigilance and did not dare to provocate the legend easily Funeral ghost ship.
The funeral flower slept for three days before merging that strength and accepting the incomplete memory. Before she opened her eyes completely, she shouted the name of
Nianer
weakly.
"Just miss the child, don't miss me?" Qin Ming smiled and walked the hair of the horns for the funeral flower.
"Mother?" There was a wave around Qin Ming, and a boy jumped out of it.
mother? Lin Yunhan and others who had calmed down suddenly stared at each other!
The funeral flower was a little embarrassed, soberly awake from the coma, and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar boy in front of him: "Nianer?"
"Mother!" The boy did not know the death of the funeral flower, nor did he know what was going on outside. He had just been practicing spiritual power, and somehow came here, but he was very happy to see his mother, and he naturally gave a gift.
"Nianer!" Although the consciousness of the funeral was chaotic, the motherly love in the subconscious gave her a love for the boy.
Read? mother? I scratched it. When did the owner secretly have a child? Lin Yunhan, they were so shocked that they couldn't add more. The lord of the temple in their hearts was high above them, crowning the inland sea, and treating the men in the world like grass and grass. When did they do such a thing?
Qin Ming brought the boy intentionally. First, this moment is indeed memorable, and he should be brought. Second, the boy should be better able to help the funeral flowers stabilize the memories of the forced fusion.
The funeral flower then found that lying in the arms of a man, the subconscious would break free.
Qin Ming clung tightly: "In this life, I will not let you go."
"Who are you?" Although the funeral is a fusion of memories, it has not been so arrogantly embraced in previous lives and past lives, and a proud sense of resistance erupted from the heart.
"I don't know each other?"
"Where is this place?" Suddenly the head of the funeral was very painful, for a while it was now, and then for a while.
"Here is a funeral boat more than thirty years ago. Do you still know them?" Qin Ming pointed to Lin Yunhan in front of them.
"I ..." Funeral flowers had a terrible headache and gave a slight groan.
"Let's go home."