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Behind Su Yan, the door just entered has disappeared without a trace.

Su Yan stood there.

Feeling the power in the blue beads held in her hand like a spring water poured into her body, nourishing her soul.

The divine power flowing with the blood seemed to be being repaired.

She looked at the blue beads in her hand.

Although this power is compared to the divine power she lost, it is like a stream converging into the sea.

But this is indeed happening.

It just shouldn't be.

Her divine power with blood flowing is irreversible and cannot be repaired.

This is like a century-old martial arts master, willing to transmit his own internal force for ten years.

The internal forces of those ten years have completely disappeared.

Of course, you can practice in ten years.

But Su Yan cannot.

The strength in her body is innate.

When it disappears, it disappears.

Irreversible and cannot be repaired.

Su Yan looked at the blue beads in his palm.

That gentle touch made her fame as she swiped her fingers.

Perhaps the blue beads were so happy that they circled round and round Su Yan.

Su Yan

"Wait out of this world and stop appearing again."

The words fell, and the light from Lan Zhuzi's body was much weaker.

She signed a contract with this thing to prevent it from appearing again, of course not to stop it.

It's just that the literal meaning can no longer appear.

The blue beads fell on Su Yan's hands again, and finally disappeared.

Floret

"Host, are you okay?"

Su Yan

"still alright."

Xiaohua said

"Host, why don't you let it show up?"

Su Yan listened.

After a long time, she spoke

"I don't know where this is.

But this place is not under the control of heaven and earth. "

Xiaohua reacted for a long time

"Host ... what do you say, why did Xiaohua have a bad hunch?"

Su Yan doubts

"Can you understand what I'm talking about?"

Whisper

"I don't understand ..."

Su Yan answered

"Yep"

Followed, she strode forward.

On this walk, I noticed my weakness.

His legs trembled, trying to kneel to the ground.

She reached out and held the tree next to her.

The cut on the hand was no longer bleeding.

But the wound was still there.

Xiaohua worried

"Host, host, how are you?"

Su Yan relied on the tree to sit down

"I'll take a break."

Floret

"Host, eat sugar, eat sugar."

In the end, it was the system that had followed so long.

As soon as the host had an accident, Xiaohua followed in a panic.

But it has no substance and cannot help anything.

Su Yan took out a piece of sugar from his pocket.

Peel off.

About to eat.

Then they felt a vibration from the ground.

boom! A beep.

With the sound of milk and milk

"Oops!"

Slap.

Su Yan's sugar was shaken.

Look up.

A child about ten years old, dressed in a cloth-cut shirt, sitting on the ground with a **** in his hand, wondering what to dig.

The child was chubby with two buns, looking at the back.

Digging with a small **** for a long time did not dig.

Seems too angry, he slammed and threw the hoe.

Dig there with your own hands.

Dig for a while, drag for a while.

Faintly, he saw a green seedling in his child's hand.

It was so loud that the child made another sound, eh.

A white radish was dug out from the ground by it.