Chapter 154: belief?

Song Yanqing had faced this group of demons since she was a child. No matter how ugly they were, they could bear no matter how disgusting they were.
Song Yanqing didn't know how it would feel to take his soul, but it must be uncomfortable.
He closed his eyes and thought of all the past.
What Qiao Jin said just now was definitely not for no reason.
While thinking about it, a kind of unspeakable pain suddenly spread from deep in his heart.
It made him snorted, bumped his body back, and his back hit the wall straight, causing a sharp pain.
However, this is not as good as the sudden pain.
He felt that something seemed to be forcibly stripped away, and he could not feel the actual source of the pain throughout his body.
It's like being torn, there is something, I want to tear myself to pieces bit by bit.
The handsome face became extremely pale at once, and the sweat oozes out.
The severe pain from the soul being pulled is extreme. The pain cannot be described in words. Maybe it is replaced by ordinary people, who has already wailed in pain.
Song Yanqing just pressed his lips, but tightly grabbed his fingers on the wall behind. The wall stone was not completely finished. His fingers were deeply squeezed in, and the dust puffed down. Song Yanqing didn't care about the dirt.
Not only was it painful, but his head also began to faint.
It seemed that following the tugging, his consciousness was pulled out again.
This is a suffering that ordinary people cannot bear.
Despite the pain, his eyes looked at the demon, still bright and bright, like the most gorgeous light in the world.
He could not hear the laughter of the devil, but through the grinning smile on their faces, he could probably think of how happy they were at this time.
He even saw a demon grabbing his claws into his body, obviously there was no entity, as if it had been passed through, and he felt a kind of cold that penetrated into his bones.
That kind of cold can make a person's teeth tremble, and he can feel himself getting weaker and weaker.
This weakness is not the weakness of the body itself, but the depression of consciousness.
All this seems to be very long, but in fact it only happened more than ten seconds, because of the pain, the time always gives people an extraordinarily long feeling.
"You have to use your own beliefs..."
"I won't save you..."
Song Yanqing's chaotic consciousness kept thinking about Qiao Jin's words.
Qiao Jin would not save him, his soul was dragged into the Raksha realm, and he could not be saved even if he wanted to.
At least he guessed this information.
He didn't know how firm Qiao Jin's belief was, but he was really thinking in his mind that he couldn't die here.
Sometimes, some thoughts are beyond your control.
After feeling that his consciousness was being stripped, the thoughts in his mind became tense.
He is the proud son of the Song family, even if his life is changed and his body is extremely weak, he has always shown his perfect side for so many years.
He has the smartest mind and never flinches in the face of problems. At this moment, even if he realizes that he is at a total disadvantage, his obsidian eyes are still calm and calm.
With the gradual separation of consciousness, his vision gradually blurred.
He only saw that from beginning to end, the tallest demon had never moved, just looking at him with that kind of hideous eyes, even with a weird smile on his mouth.
This will make it impossible to see Song Yanqing, and finally slowly move.