Chapter 67: 1118.43

The who rules the death, the Lord of the meditation, the temperature of the body without the living things in the dark black gown, cold and cold. This article is by . . The first time draws on the previous experience. This time, he carefully converges his body when he embraces the youth's warm body. By the way, he uses his power to fake his body temperature.
However, this body temperature is still very low and cool.
"Do not control the body of these copies of the boss in the future. If you want to, remember to transfer the pain." Going back, Gu Yan went to the wrist of the black robe.
Putting the other's wide and long sleeves up, and seeing that the gray skin no longer has a reddish impression, Gu Dao was completely relieved.
If his lover always controls the body of some copies of the boss, then the daily routine after him is not a big chance to become that...
Eat and sleep to play the ball?
Thinking of this, Gu Daxi suddenly took down his eyes and raised his hand and touched the head of the black robe in front of him.
Unlike Junmei, who looks like a frozen person, the black hair of the Lord of the Field is very soft, feels good to the touch, and feels like the best silk.
The black robe gods were originally dark and dull eyes, and now clearly reflected the appearance of the young people in front of them. For the request made by the youth, he nodded his head and responded with a low voice.
He agreed to the second half.
With the youth in front of him passing back to the temple, the owner of the meditation domain easily restored the destroyed temple to its original appearance. Now it is a trace of any damage that has not been found.
"With A Yan to visit the inner city of the Netherland." After the restoration of the temple, the owner of the meditation domain slightly picked up his dark eyes, and said the words to the youth with a low voice.
"Inner city?" This strange term made Gu Yan squat, and could not help but ask a question.
This is a place that even the author does not know. He searched the memory again, and Gu Da did not think of any information about the inner city of the Nether.
"Yeah." The black robe screamed at the bottom, and the face of the cold and beautiful face was so soft when it was echoed to the youth.
The player's copy of the ruins of the Netherland is just a foreign city, and the inner city part is one of the places created by the highest existence that dominates the entire virtual world. Players cannot enter.
Did not think much, Gu Yan quickly agreed. But before that, he looked at the entrance to the hall, and the position was empty.
"It's just that the data has a ‘entity' that can be added and deleted at will. A Yan doesn't need to care.
The young man was still thinking about his last body, and Asa explained it.
In the virtual world constructed from data, it is no different from the God who created the world.
The outer city and the inner city of the Netherland are separated by space. They have just arrived through the transmission to the inner city. In the eyes of Gu Yan, there is a quiet and quiet palace. The lighting is a self-suspended soul light. All that you see is displayed as '? ? ? 'The red name creature.
Different from the horrible undead creatures in the outer city form, the undead races appearing in the courtyard of this palace are mostly gray and white, and the body temperature is cold and cold, and most of them have normal human figures.
"My God...?" In the face of the two figures that suddenly appeared, the undead in this courtyard all stopped, except for the familiar pressure, they also found the breath of a living.
Their king brought back a living creature and was in a rather intimate gesture -
The npc here has almost the same self-determination ability as a normal person, and Gu Yan quickly discovered this.
The hostile state of these undead races, who were still red names, turned into a yellow name at the moment of seeing it. It was neutral and would not actively attack him.
After that, there was no time to react. Gu Yan only felt that the position of his left-hand ring finger was touched by something low and soft. When he looked at the past, he had already put a seal on the side of the black robe.
At the same time, the name displayed on the top of the npc in the courtyard changed from yellow (neutral) to green (friendly).
The expression of the undead ethnicity in the courtyard changed several times in a short period of time. Eventually they bowed their heads to the high-ranking human being and performed the highest courtesy.
The owner of the cold-faced meditation seems to be quite satisfied with the reactions of his subordinates. Waiting for another second, these high-level undeads felt that the pressure had subsided. When they raised their heads again, the black figure that kept the air stagnant was gone, and the breath of the living was also far away.
The high-level undead in the courtyard looked at each other and saw the inexplicable expression from the other side.
Their king proposed to a man, although he did not give the man the opportunity to refuse... but the power of the power was put on the man, which is equivalent to declaring that man to be the second in the field. the host.
"What is the relationship between this human being and the Devil of the Abyss?" The enchanting banshee is tightening her eyebrows when she says this, and the wine that she was going to drink is not so happy now.
They can not care for their king to see a living creature, as long as their king is happy, but the human mark on the neck seems to be unclear with the demon king who rules the abyss.
Can't answer this question, the death knight who was going to clink with the other party took a sip of the wine glass and shrugged his shoulders. "The big deal is to fight with the devils in the abyss. Anyway, we are dead, relying on the pool of reincarnation. You can reunite the body infinitely, but the Mozu can't."
His subordinates broke their hearts for their immediate boss, and this as the black-haired of the boss brought the only living person in this meditation to his temple.
The gods who are in charge of death, the temple is certainly not a quiet and holy look. There is no golden glow of daylight, and no paladin in the solemn armor is guarding the line. The whole temple is cold-colored, quiet and cold.
Gu Yan raised his left hand and looked at the ring on the ring finger. He was the same material as the black crystal scorpion he had touched before. He could see the information about the ring.
Birthstone - Alexis, the power of the Lord of the Field.
Gaining insight into his own thoughts, the black-haired whispered when the young man looked down at the ring, "not a marriage proposal."
When the young man came over, there was a glimmer of light in the dark and dull eyes of the gods, and the eyebrows were lowered, and the cold and beautiful face was softened, but when he kissed the earlobe of the young man, he said it was mixed with 'soft'. Not a little bit of relationship: "A Yan is my own."
"It is married, and now I will make a ring for A Yan." Putting the lower jaw on the shoulder of the young man, the owner of the meditation field slightly picked up his eyes. Like an extremely dangerous large cat, it becomes gentle, and from time to time, the head is scorned on the person you like to please.
There was a feeling of being stuck by a large cat. Gu Yan raised his hand to touch the soft black hair and nodded without thinking.
There is nothing to be wrong with, and the most intimate things have been done, I don’t know how many times I’ve returned.
The other party did ask him to marry him long ago, and he also agreed, in the very beginning of the world. So there is nothing wrong with saying 'married'.
If you nod your head and make the other person so happy, Gu is still very happy to do this kind of thing.
"There is also a pool of reincarnation...?" Visiting the temple all the way into the deepest part of the temple, Gu Yan once again sees a pool of light and darkness in the place surrounded by several giant stone.
The power of death is connected with the pool of reincarnation. This is also manifested in the third stage of the boss battle. As the setter, Gu has never thought that there are two more in the pool of reincarnation.
Asked about this question, the black-haired licked his dark eyes very quickly, and the twilight changed, but the surface was still low and humming.
"A Yan wants to go in and see." The cold and cold sound of the voice slowed down, and the master of the voice lowered his eyebrows at the youth in front of him.
Gu squatted, how could he not know that there is something else under the reincarnation pool...
However, Gu Yan still nodded. Since they have all come here, they don’t look at it. As a writer, I am always interested in unknown novelties.
Then, as he expected, this ‘go to see’ is the different space that has reached the pool below the reincarnation. The light and shadow are intertwined, and the souls that emit the blue light are circling over the sky. The number is really too much. It is like a galaxy dotted in the air.
It was a very beautiful scene. Gu Yan was unable to remove his eyes and his eyes were appreciated.
But such a beautiful scene did not last long, and the shadows in the space gradually covered the light. Gradually, this alien space was almost completely dark.
When people's vision is deprived, the sense of touch becomes extraordinarily sensitive. In this darkness, Gu Yan clearly felt that he was stuck on a specific warm and cold body, and his neck was gently touched by low-cool and soft things.
"Can you right now, A Yan?" The sound echoing in the dark space is very slow and slow. The darkness has no effect on the master of the sound. His dark and dull eyes are firmly watching in the dark environment. Young people.
Like watching the most precious treasures, full of unspeakable deep possessiveness.
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