Chapter 450 The role of the small red rope

“Waves and cracks are intertwined? Fishing nets? Still not right...”

Standing in the hall, the night was two years, but he didn't feel it at all. He always thought that he was still standing on the cliff. He was silent in his feelings, forgot his time and forgot everything.

He knows that this is the only chance, success or failure, and that the thousands of people in the night can be saved in this sentiment.

The absolute field of black man's display is clear, every step is complete, very slow, and the final battle is broken down again. The most important thing is that he clearly sees the space in the black man's display. This is a fusion of the three spatial mysteries he has realized. He knows that this is the enchantress who fulfilled her promise and maximized her own understanding of this fusion of mystery.

Just two years later, he has been simulating black people, constantly pushing and experimenting. However, the three great mysteries did not merge, and the mysterious fusion did not get started. Just as the comprehension of the space is still, it is difficult to integrate the mysterious, but as long as it is a fusion, as long as it can be introduced, it will continue to be proven and will always be successful.

“If the ripple represents space fluctuations, the crack represents space locking, what does space static represent? What is the function? How can ripples and cracks fuse?”

The night is light and cold, step by step, and constantly calculated in the mind, simulation, crazy.

"call!"

A year later, his faint eyes suddenly turned bright, and the sight in his eyes restored the scene of the Dream Palace, apparently waking up from the sentiment.

"I still can't! Oh... The first day in the history of the mainland, I am a **** genius. Under such a good chance, even under such a good condition, even a fusion of this area can not be introduced. I am the first waste in the mainland. !"

The night was cold and weak, and sat down, his mouth slightly with a little self-deprecating, his hands holding his head, the look of bitterness. In three years, his energy consumption is very much. The most important thing is that there is no progress in the fusion of mystery, which makes his heart very tired and powerless.

"Giggle, little man, do you seem to be hit?"

The icy night of the night, awakened the enchantress on the jade bed, she opened her eyes and looked at the ground, the face was bitter and depressed, the night was light and cold, and the eyes flashed a little pity, laughed and persuaded: "You don't have to be discouraged, this space is absolutely in the field, but the middle-level mysterious, you don't even fully understand the basic mysterious, let alone the primary mysterious. Let you go to realize that this intermediate-level mysterious is actually a strong man, this intermediate-level mystery does not say that you are a lot of gods. You can't integrate the situation, so you can't integrate it! It's not a shame!"

"Oh, it doesn't matter if you don't lose people! As long as you can keep my loved ones and kill the gods, I will be willing if I lose 10,000 people. Demon Ji, thank you for your help, you are a good person, I only hate myself. Too stupid, afraid to live up to the expectations of many people!"

The night light cold looked up, looking at the enchanting face of the enchantress, and the charm of the unparalleled body, but there is no such thing as the original kind of evil fire burning, the feeling of moving around. He didn't have this feeling. He thought that after a few years he was sent out of the Dream Palace, and facing the Moon City, they were full of hope, his heart was extremely heavy!

"Good guys? Giggle! Only you said that I am a good person, I want to be a demon dancer in the same year, but in the realm of the gods, but a famous snake-beautiful beauty, tens of thousands of god-level powers who died under our hands, giggling, little man, you actually said I am a good person, giggling..."

The enchantress looked at the more and more depressed nights and cold, did not go to comfort, the beauty flashed a trace of sly, smiled, and the boneless body, with her greasy laughter, began to twist. A pair of towering and constant shaking on the chest, combined with the twisting of the body to form a wonderful melody. Especially the red rope on the small waist is like a red snake. It is constantly creeping on the white snow and the green grass underneath, bringing amazing visual enjoyment and deadly temptation.

Obviously, the enchantress is seeing the night and the cold is in a bad mood, intends to transfer the topic, and used her deadly killer to help the night light out of depression.

really!

The light eyes of the night swayed with the body of the enchantress, the depression in the eyes, the bitterness disappeared, and replaced by two dazzling lights! And his eyes are always staring at the red rope that creeps on the grass of the demon Jifang. The mouth keeps chanting: "Red rope? Wrong?"

"Giggle... little man, do you like my red rope very much? Actually, I tell you a secret... my red rope is not a jewelry, but a wonderful thing unique to our demon. Of course, you want to know It's wonderful where it is, maybe you need to know when you get me, giggling!"

The enchantress saw the cold night, staring at her red rope, and looked very excited. Can not help but be more writhing, and quite proud of the introduction of her red rope. Just to make her a little embarrassed is, after a while, she found that the night light cold did not seem to hear her words, just stupidly stared at the red rope.

"Haha! I understand, wrong, wrong is wrong!"

Just when the enchantress was a bit puzzled, the night light suddenly slammed and stood up, and then ecstatically laughed, his eyes were bright and colorful, the light shone, ignoring the inexplicable enchantress, and said quietly: Red rope, tie! Space is still the link, the ripple must be combined with the crack must have a bond, right, that's it, haha..."

After that, the night is light and cold, it is nothing to do, sit down alone, just like this, close your eyes and practice.

"Hey! This little man..."

The enchantress smiled a little slyly, but the beauty was a bit of resentful look at the night and the face of Zhang Jun. Originally, she thought that the night was chilled by her own charm, but she also showed off for a long time, but now she found that it was not the same thing. The night was not listening to her. This makes her feel good...

However, in turn, her twins like stars have flashed a glimpse of surprise and hope. Look at this, this little man seems to have a feeling of something, do not know, will eventually bring her a surprise?

"Butterfly dance, although I don't understand what you have to do, but I hope that you are right. This little man is really top-notch in all aspects, just don't know if he can finally... Hey! Make things happen, people will be in heaven, everything can only follow It!"

The seductive look on the face of the enchantress has long since disappeared. Instead, it is a lonely face, lazy and turned, and the lotus-like jade arm rests on the head and continues to sleep.

"Yes, it's right! Space is still as a link, connected to each other, intertwined, this can be truly integrated, haha! Absolute field, Xiaoye finally merged a little, and finally stepped into this door. But! You give Xiaoye waits, your big bald head, I will bring it to the chamber pot one day sooner or later..."

After half a day, the night light cold again opened his eyes, the corner of his mouth bent a very pleasant arc, whispered a few words, and then continued to close his eyes and practice.

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