Chapter 1938: Echoes of the Long Night

In the crushed god buried ground, the tide from time to time is related to the long night of the thousand years ago?

Considering the many gods that have fallen in that period, it is not too surprising to pay.

The magical place now is that it is clear that the level of myself is higher, but the feeling of the tide described by Su Cai is very obvious.

Is this degree of perception stronger, or is there another special reason?

Originally chased all the way, I wanted to take a glimpse of the mystery of the millennium.

The reason why she did not stop Su Cao's final adventure was on the one hand to respect her principles, and on the other hand, she also considered her special constitution.

The echo of long night may have special benefits.

Of course, it will also be a perfect object of observation to help understand the truth in the long night.

That's right, Sucao's volunteer role continues.

But there is really such a sharp contrast, which is still surprising.

The chaos mentioned by Su Cao can feel some before paying.

This night is far from being as peaceful and silent on the surface. Although the scene in the dream of the children is exaggerated, it is not friendly, obviously much taller here.

For the simplest example, just sitting here for a while, there have been more than one night sky "fragments" before paying.

Of course, it is not really broken into pieces, but stars in different areas, and it seems to follow completely different operating rules.

Everything is messy.

If the metaphor is a metaphor, it is like a tank full of ice, stretching it in, and it seems that it is still transparent. Actually, the crushed ice has already cut the surface and rotates each.

If there is an astrologer or the like, I am afraid that I can't hold it in three seconds to vomit blood and die.

In contrast, the description of the "tide" is a bit abstract -but it seems to exist.

At this moment, the cracks from Su Cao's hands are already spreading at a amazing speed, and it is much more thinner and messy than ever.

The metaphor of ice -floating just now was perfectly reflected in her blink of an eye.

The body tablet is finely crushed white porcelain collision rotation, and it is converged into a group vortex, as if to fight against the tidal slap.

Not only that, pain, misplaced, fragile ... It is not an abstract master before paying, but at that moment, many negative concepts were interpreted in this rhythm.

Not only do you feel more than herself, she is still suffering more.

Even these stunned fragments are continuing to promote the completely collapse of the body, such as eyes.

Su Cao's lower head staring at the movement is still unchanged, but before paying, I have seen Didi's blood falling into the palm of the palm.

"I seem to see more."

But before paying, I still didn't try to help.

Sucheng did bring new gains to herself. At the same time, her gains seemed to be more than that.

Under the change of physical changes, she has entered a special calmness, and she can hear it from that strange voice.

"Describe it."

The next moment will be expressed casually before paying, just like the requirements of volunteers.

Nympho

"Everywhere, the tide of storm is full of places, I can hear a lot of harmony ...

"Starry sky, soul, abyss, all kinds of incredible place ... nothing can be spared, nothing will break ..."

And Su Cao will always cooperate so much, even if it is low, at the same time, the other bloody hand is lifted and holding it with the broken limbs.

"This is the real end, but all the will is struggling ... I think this is why this is still over ..."

Feeling these obvious pains brought her quite painful, and finally the voice was a little trembling.

the same as you.

At the same time, when I wrote down each word, I watched the red and white hand that was reflected in, and said silently in my heart.

Not only broken, this body is also struggling stubborn.

A tiny but tenacious will, trying to pull the chaotic porcelain, trying to give them a trace of order, maintaining the concept of self in the crushing.

However, as the cracks spread completely, there was no complete place on the body as an anchor point, making this persistence becoming more difficult.

Blood is not only dyed with red porcelain, but even inherited from the palm of the palm.

Su Cao still didn't move, but he didn't say anymore, so that people doubted whether they still have language skills.

Even before the payment, although she was telling just now, she may not be able to perceive the surroundings under the confusion.

"I don't know if this will be useful."

The next moment finally made a response.

Take a step forward, he held up the two hands that were held together and pinched a white ring at the same time.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Bai Ring, a reward he got in the related task in front of him.

Compared with the current Su Cao, the level is undoubtedly too far away, but the advantage is that it is still complete.

If you put it on, maybe you can provide a small artificial anchor point for maintaining yourself?

Although a small problem is that the size of the white ring is based on its own hands.

After paying a little, Mali put on the white porcelain thumb.

Nympho

"Thank you ... I feel much better."

The effect seems to be immediate, and Su Cai, which still keeps the posture unchanged, is loud and thanked.

And she said it was true.

As the white ring, which is not high, is worn on the hand, this body's insistence on the orderly persistence really looks like an anchor point.

From the thumb outward, the broken porcelain pieces are being pulled and sorted little by little, making the ring like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea - but it is still far from it.

In the face of thanks, Fu Qian did not say a word.

This long night obviously has some special targeting for Su Gao. It is too naive to expect such a small prop to turn the tide.

Under the continuous flushing, this weak anchor point can only leave a thumb relic for the person involved after it is completely broken.

However, this process is not without gain. Even if it is broken to this extent and tries to be reassembled, the scene on the doll that I took out last time when I returned from the burial ground to exorcise the curse still did not appear - countless small bodies of different shapes, like mechanical parts, together form a complete doll.

The fragments on Su Gao's body are just fragments, and there is no sign of turning into that kind of twisted thing.

These two similar creations seem to be essentially different.

This conclusion can be regarded as a major gain of this trip.

Of course, this is not the final harvest. In addition to the white ring, we still have many props.

[San value minus 10]

Fu Qian directly activated the pseudo-god transformation, and at the same time grasped the void. The next moment, there was an elegant and slender long sword in his hand.

Ah, Sword Three is missing one, so you have always been with me...

"Mr. Fu, can you still hear my voice?"

As Fu Qian recited the lines in his mind, Su Gao, who had not received a response for a long time, also asked in a voice that was almost inaudible.