Chapter 333: Willing to burn

The wind was roaring, but the woman's soft words were not blown away.
Everyone heard Deng Ximei ’s words, and they all felt a little bad. Gu Jun realized something more, and his heart was shocked, and he suddenly swelled with anxiety and said:
Amei, do n’t! Do n’t think about suicide to stop the ceremony ... It's counter-productive, because an important part of this ritual is your death ... "
suicide? Wu Shiyu, Peacock and others were also in a hurry, and Uncle Egg stepped forward to stop.
"Death can't solve anything ..." Gu Jun said hardly. "Only alive, there is hope in life ..."
"Everyone, I didn't want to commit suicide." Deng Ximei smiled slightly at their lips. "But I do want to destroy this ritual. This ritual has Ligia's connection. In this world, Lijiya will have more rituals. Power. But I ’m not Li Jiya, I ’m not someone else, I ’m Deng Ximei. "
Everyone didn't quite understand her, but Gu Jun thought of another possibility, "No, Amei!"
This anxiety seemed to be a key, and suddenly there were some memory pictures in his mind ... It was the memories of childhood, some playing children were running around, he saw himself, and he was with a thin child Girls play with building blocks and build their castles together ...
This thin little girl, he once said to protect her.
"I used to be a prisoner!" Deng Ximei's eyes widened, walking towards the hill in front, her thin figure firm as a secluded tower.
Gu Jun already understood that she was breaking her own spiritual barrier!
Uncle Egg, they still don't know the situation, only to see Deng Ximei's expression change, like flower buds blooming, and like flowers withering.
"I'm wearing shackles today ..." Deng Ximei said, some scenes flashed through her heart, she was trapped in a building when she was a child, and trapped in the mountains when she grew up, she saw someone die and saw someone crazy , See weirdness, see darkness, see fear ...
She saw how a little girl made up fantasy friends for herself, and how a girl made up stories for herself.
She saw herself, how to surround herself with layers of spiritual barriers.
Protect yourself and bury yourself.
"But now, I want to break all these shackles." Deng Ximei raised her hands and looked straight at the dark night in her memory. She ended the lives of the two blood relatives with thick hemp rope. Huge pain came, her face was twisted, and her spirit was crumbling.
But she has to face her true self, even if it is an ugly real image.
She is Deng Ximei, not Lijia, nor the imaginary person.
She was born in sin and grew up in darkness, but she was willing to burn the sun in her heart like fire.
With a hum, the barrier collapsed, Deng Ximei almost stood unsteady at once. There were countless memory images and sounds exploding in her mind. The past was so clear that it would overwhelm everything today. With a trembling heart, she suddenly shouted, "This is another drama, also a drama called" People "!"
A Mei ... Gu Jun seems to be able to feel the burst, at this moment she is suffering from the collapse of her spiritual world.
This kind of shattering and collapsing is also destroying her special connection with Lijia, she is not Lijia, Lijia is not in this world.
There was a more terrifying gust of wind in the wilderness, but everyone also felt that this gust of wind was taking away the stagnation, and the surroundings seemed to be alleviating ...
And those impending flesh monsters made a scream, and a few figures even burst out, as if they were hit hard. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Grant Bell and others led the sergeants to strike at the monsters in front of them with a shot of fire and old seals. The ground was covered with black smoke and the situation was tilted.
This ceremony was weakened by Deng Ximei's move.
"I ... I'm fine ..." Wu Shiyu's face suddenly lost that strange pain, and she felt her face changed again.
Gu Jun seemed to have pulled his foot out of the quagmire, his consciousness became stable again, and the scene over the hill became hazy.
Around the stone tablets on the hillside, the evil believers were a little messed up, and even the chanting of the ceremony was stagnant, and the withered faces of those red robe people changed slightly.
They still didn't expect that Deng Ximei, who was a thin woman, left so many hands, but she was so strong ...
It was only at the same time that Deng Ximei shook a few times, and her footsteps were about to fall to the ground. She was supported by Uncle Egg and Peacock in time. Her clear face was all red and purple, her original clear eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, her lips were cyanotic, and her consciousness seemed to be unclear.
"Miss Deng, hold on, hold on!" Uncle Egg shouted and gave her first aid, "Pain yourself, hurry up!"
After Xue Ba, another member of the celestial bureau fell, and his life and death were unclear.
"Ah ..." Gu Jun struggled to gather his spirits and wanted to regain control of this body to act, he also had to break these shackles ...
However, at this time, the scene on the other side of the hill was clearer, and a voice sounded in his heart:
You really surprised us, accidents time and time again ... but you were nurtured by us, didn't you ...
How can you compare with the power of ignorance compared to the truly great power ... No, we are not saying that we ...
It does n’t matter if there is no Lijia, because the son of doom is here, as long as the abyss comes, the dead can be reborn!
Gu Jun saw that the followers who sang "The Conqueror Worm" came into the black vortex of the stele, and a few of those who were in the red robe walked in. They were increasing sacrifices to enhance the power of the ceremony. And his spirit was suddenly suppressed by a new wave ...
He fell into the quagmire again, the black rot was pulling him into the abyss, and the dark power in his body was tumbling like a huge wave.
Death ... Doom ... Isn't it a beautiful thing ...
Isn't it an ordinary sublimation ...
At this time, the carved lines of the huge stone stewed out dark red flesh and oozed into the hillside land, and at the same time on the wilderness side, more black robe people appeared beside the dead trees and grass, all holding cards Luopu's scalpel is full of mountains.
Just thinking that the people who were close to the victory were all sinking in color, Lou Xiaoning scolded: "Damn, this ghost thing can't be killed ..."
The newly emerged black robes all took off their hoods, revealing their faces, like that withered face, and suddenly like Gu Jun's face.
Gu Jun's heart burst into pain, and something suddenly came to light.
A question that has troubled him for so long ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The original answer has always been in the mirror.
That withered face is the face of the son of Doom, only because it puts the appearance of the stranger on the face of the Homo sapiens, it will be so strange.
Afterlife, this organization ...
"Great son of doom," the voice said, "shouldn't you have known it for a long time?"
We are all your servants. From a different world, we are your servants.
Lloret-Lanton, you are the miracle of the resurrection, you are to destroy the Kalup Academy, you are letting us abandon the goddess of life, you are making us see the true god, you are making us reach other worlds, It is also your order that we call you to other worlds.
We abandon our faith, but if necessary, we can also believe.
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