Chapter 57: My heart

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However, compared to the hazy and cold ghost in the forest, this man's soul is clear and pure, without any trace of impurities. Among the soul, golden light is emitted from the inside to the outside.
The golden light was as warm and soft as the sun, and wherever the soul passed, the surrounding dense forest was reflected into a fiery golden color, bright as day.
魂 The appearance of this soul shadow seemed as if a drop of cold water had entered the oil pan, and the original quiet forest of ghosts swelled instantly.
"Roar! Pure soul! Delicious soul!"
When I saw him, the low-level ghosts with low IQs turned red instantly.
In their eyes, the pure soul in front of them was like an extremely sweet cake, and they slobbered and smashed into their stomachs immediately.
In the blink of an eye, at least a dozen ghosts roared and rushed to the golden soul shadow from all sides.
Da Bu thing, it is definitely a Da Bu thing.
However, before they hit the figure and started tearing, the figure looked up suddenly.
He has a vicissitudes of face, with clear outlines of his eyebrows, and his eyes look extremely deep.
Seeing the swarming and low-level ghosts, I saw a solemn solemnity in his originally peaceful eyes, revealing the sadness of pity and compassion: "The fallen and fallen human soul, I will send you back to the light."
The words of the cymbal fell, and his dangling right hand was already raised. In the palm of his hand, a mass of golden soul power suddenly burst into the golden light.
The dozen or so white ghosts just rushed in front of the figure, and when they were shot by this golden light, they suddenly made a scream.
Puffs of black smoke rose up, and their haze-like haunted ghosts quickly corroded in the golden light, melting as quickly as snow and ice melted, but they were completely melted in an instant, leaving no trace of dross.
深 Deep in the forest, the blue and red high-level ghosts are flying over here, seeing a sudden brake, they retracted into the deep forest, shivering in hiding.
The figure glanced in their direction, and then calmly retracted his eyes, holding on to the golden light and proceeding forward.
He doesn't remember who he is or where he comes from.
The only memory left in his mind was the scene where he was tied to the torture column, the pain of his bone marrow when he was devoured by the fire, and the only sound in his memory was the disdain and humiliation of others. Other than that, he didn't know anything and didn't remember anything.
But in the deep, there was a voice that has been urging him, go back quickly.
Hurry back.
Hurry back ...
His strong will supported him to respawn from the ashes and to wake up from the chaos. He knew that he had to go back.
I was there, with his past.
I was there, and even if he was tied to a torch of fire, even if devoured by the fire, he would rather die than regret it, and always insist on it, that is the return of his soul.
Only by returning there, he can regain his memory and his true self.
He didn't know what it was, he could only follow the guidance of the heart, step over the barren hills, step over the grass, walk across the river, walk all the time, walk all the time, walk all the time ...
I walked away for half a year.
The golden figure looked up.
At the end of the line of sight, there are dense forests and ghosts glowing with fluorescence. In addition, there is nothing and nothing can be seen.
But he knew it was near.
I walked for half a year on foot and made countless detours, and he was finally about to return there.
He had faintly felt the call from that place, and the heart that should have stopped beating also beating vigorously, as if celebrating something.
There was a hint of hope in his deep eyes, and he followed the guidance of his heart firmly to take the next step.
Compared to the previous moment, the pace under his feet is slightly faster, but still as stable as Tarzan, gentle and firm.
If Wu Hui's God's eye can see here, he will surely find that in front of the soul's direction, there is a building that he is very familiar with—Saint Luan Abbey.
In the forest, only the instinctual low-level ghosts smelled the smell of the pure soul emanating from the golden soul shadow, just like a cat smelling a fishy smell, and went on and on, constantly rushing to his side, under the golden light of his palm Quickly ablate.
Unconsciously, the golden light emanating from the mass of soul power in his hands became more and more brilliant, and the power fluctuations became more and more intense.
When he walked through the dense forest and was about to step out of the ghost forest, the dazzling golden light had become as glorious and fiery as the sun, reflecting the entire ghost forest into the golden splendor.
灿 The brilliance of its light seems to be able to exhaust all the evil in the world.
When the light passed, the coldness and silence in the forest were wiped out instantly, and the air seemed to be washed by water, and the fragrance of plants and trees came.
人 When the figure leaves the ghost forest, the ghosts in the entire ghost forest are almost wiped out and become more vigorous than the ordinary forest.
I hid so tightly that a few senior ghosts who survived looked at the empty ghost forest, looking silent, crying without tears.
到底 Where did this abnormal soul come from?
After this scourge of the Wraith Forest, it will take at least one or two hundred years to restore vitality.
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While the golden soul shadow was trekking between the mountains and the wilds, the civilians had fallen asleep in Gelu Town. Only the watchtower of the castle was still lit by candles, which appeared to be particularly prominent in the quiet night ~ EbookFREE.me ~ In the middle of the town, beside an artificially-drilled deep well, the vigilant old man curled up in a sheltered corner, little by little, already drowsy in a long wait.
Stunned.
There was a slight snoring sound from the street, like the sound of a robe slicking across the rammed soil.
The old man opened his eyes and watched alertly.
However, before he could see anything clearly, there was a faint fragrance passing through the tip of his nose, his eyes suddenly became blank, then his eyes closed suddenly, and his head slept asleep.
In the darkness, the sound of that sound continued.
After a while, a figure appeared from the street corner and walked slowly to the well.
影 This figure is wearing a dark purple hooded robe, slender and tall, and across the robe, you can vaguely see the graceful body curve, which is actually a woman.
In the moonlight, her sharp jaw was pale and nearly transparent, her lips were reddish black, and the black lines on her skin exuded a cold gloom. The whole body was covered with grotesque and tricky, which made people shudder.
女人 This woman is actually a dark witch, Miss Judy, who once appeared in the main city of Lu'an.
I don't know what she did. Under the robe, she seemed to be immersed in the night, all the way, no matter whether it was a soldier on the watchtower or a civilian sleeping on the street, no one found her.
"Oh ~ the town under the protection of the so-called Bright God is just like this ~"
The mute female voice sounded in the night.
The woman's weird red lips twitched slightly, and a pale ironic smile appeared on her pale face.
Puppet virgins are just pretending to be gods and ghosts, see how I pierce the bubble you blow out.
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