"What the hell should I do!"

Ke Bei was very irritated and grabbed his hair hard.

"The secret method of heavenly soul, to understand the soul of the sky. If you want to deceive the sky, you must first understand the sky..."

Ke Bei repeatedly murmured the key points of the secret method of the Heavenly Soul, and his plain and quiet heart became more and more manic.

"I don't know what heaven is, how to understand the soul of the sky?"

"What is heaven? What is earth, what is man..."

"roar!"

"What do I do!"

Ke Bei's eyes turned into scarlet color at some point, and the clear light in his mind gradually disappeared, and in the end there was only a trace of obsession, a trace of obsession to explore the soul of heaven.

If all people's emotions disappear and only a trace of obsession is left, it is a very terrible thing. If this trace of obsession is overflowing with cultivation, then simple obsession will become the driving force for cultivation. In this case, no matter what law is understood, it will be very fast.

However, the obsession in Ke Bei's heart obviously has nothing to do with cultivation, and it is even stronger than the obsession of ordinary people. In this case, if Ke Bei cannot wake up, then the only way to be obsessed with him is to be obsessed!

Ke Bei's eyes were blood red, his pupils gradually became empty, his fists were clenched, and his mouth kept muttering vague words. Ke Bei was the only one in the entire elegant pavilion.

Luo Ling was still in seclusion, and Xiao Chenchen didn't know where to play. At this time, except Luo Ling and Xiao Chenchen, no one could let Ke Bei get out of his loss, but unfortunately, both of them were not in the pavilion at this moment.

"What is heaven?"

Ke Bei seemed to have lost all his consciousness, and he was confused and didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't know what he was going to do next. His spirit began to become a little confused and his memory gradually became blurred.

"Me, who am I?"

The blood red in Ke Bei's eyes slowly faded away, and all that was left was the rich confusion that could not be dissipated.

"Ah, who am I?"

Ke Bei roared to the sky, and the magical powers of the world were instantly exerted. His figure disappeared instantly, and Ke Bei's shrill roar echoed in the pavilion.

"Well? This voice is from Ke Bei. Did something happen?"

Deep in Qingkong Mountain, the Qingkong Silver Wolf, who was practicing with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes and didn't have time to think about it. A faint ripples appeared in the space in front of her, and her body disappeared instantly, and she appeared in the pavilion in an instant.

"Brother Ke Bei!"

The pavilion was empty, and Ke Bei's figure had long disappeared.

"What's going on? With Brother Ke Bei's strength, no one in the Blood Abyss Realm can hurt him. Moreover, this is Qingkong Mountain, and my father is there. Two perfect existences in the Void Realm. With such strength, the entire Blood Abyss Realm is invincible..."

"There will be no accidents in Brother Kebei's Jedi!"

The Silver Wolf of Qingkong smiled slightly. Thinking of the strength of Qingkong Ancestor and Ke Bei, the suspicious look on his face gradually disappeared.

But the Green Sky Silver Wolf guessed wrong this time. The outside power in the Blood Abyss Realm could not shake Ke Bei, but the problem lies with Ke Bei himself!

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Ke Bei's hair was messy and teleported again and again. It seemed that at this moment he only remembered the magical powers that were far away from the world, aimlessly teleported, sometimes west, sometimes east, south, and north, constantly teleported for four hours, and Ke Bei's figure appeared again on this wasteland.

"Who am I? Who is God?"

Ke Bei looked stunned and murmured in a low voice. Ke Bei did not use the magical powers of the world again. It was not that he didn't want to run away, but that he had forgotten this secret technique!

Forgot who you are, forget all the secret techniques, forget everything.

"Head, the head hurts so much!"

Suddenly, Ke Bei held his head, screamed shrillly, and kept rolling on the wasteland. Finally, with a low growl, Ke Bei closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

At this moment, in the south of the wasteland, a woman wearing a silver-white silk skirt, as cold and arrogant as an ice lotus, moved her lotus steps and came slowly.

Snow-like silver hair moves with the wind, with an indescribable elegance. The pretty face is covered with a layer of frost, like an iceberg, and it seems that there will never be a smile on the pretty face.

The woman is Bingyou, and her heart is frozen by herself!

After learning about Ke Bei's intentions, Bing You left quietly and began to wander on the Blood Abyss Continent, strolling casually and leisurely, as if losing his soul.

In the lonely wasteland, a cluster of purple flowers are in bud. The empty wasteland is only this purple color, which looks particularly lonely. Bingyou walked to the purple flowers and stopped slowly. He stared at the purple flowers with cold eyes. After a moment of silence, he squatted down, stretched out his slender and white hands, and gently stroked the purple flowers.

"Are you alone in a radius of one hundred thousand miles? Are you alone?"

A cool and beautiful voice rang slowly, Bingyou's expression was a little erratic, and he murmured.

The purple flower swayed gently, not because it was because it wanted to answer something.

"Maybe, self-admiration may also be a kind of understanding..."

Bingyou sighed slowly, and his heart was filled with endless sadness.

"I'm not Zihua, I don't want to admire myself. Are you okay now?"

With his palm gently brushing over the purple flower, Bingyou slowly stood up, staring at the direction of the temple, biting his lips tightly, his face still had cold expressions, but warm tears were overflowing in his eyes.

It was too difficult to let go. Bingyou couldn't let go of Ke Bei, so he could only escape from a distance, but no matter how far he went, the heart seemed to remain on that man forever.

There were two warm tears on the cold cheeks. Bingyou took a heavy step and still wandered aimlessly.

Destiny is like the might of heaven, and it will always be unfathomable and there is no trace to be found. Bingyou walked casually, but he was getting closer and closer to the unconscious Ke Bei.

“Huh?”

Three hours later, Bingyou stopped again, her beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, and a hint of doubt appeared between her eyebrows.

"A hundred thousand miles of wasteland is deserted, and birds and beasts are rare. Why is this young man unconscious here?"

Bingyou stared at Ke Bei who was asleep, pursed her red lips slightly, and felt a little surprised. She was silent for a moment, slowly retracted her eyes and continued to move forward. Her heart was frozen, except Ke Bei, everything in the world had nothing to do with her.

Bingyou didn't know that the young man in a coma in front of him was Luke, and the Ruke she had been thinking about day and night and could never let go.

Bingyou slowly took a step, and his graceful body gradually faded away, just a short distance away, reaching out to touch, but it seemed that fate deliberately teased him, and missed the gap between them, the two of them were really separated from the end.

Bingyou gradually faded away, and Ke Bei, who had lost his memory, was still sleeping in the wasteland, still lonely.

Click!

In the clear sky, a thunder sound suddenly came from the sound of thunder, and the drizzle of drizzle drizzled down, rolling down onto his jade face along Bingyou's snow-colored hair casually covered with fragrant shoulders.

Bingyou, who was slowly moving forward, suddenly stopped, raised his head slightly, stared at the light red void, was silent for a long time, and sighed leisurely.

"There is no reason for the origin of fate... One hundred thousand miles of wasteland can make you meet me, but it is also fate."

Bingyou murmured in a low voice, then turned slightly and headed towards Ke Bei's coma. Bingyou didn't know why she cared about a passerby. She told herself that this was the opportunity for the young man. When she met her, he should not die.

But is this really the case?

Maybe yes, maybe not.

Perhaps, perhaps just because the moment I saw Ke Bei, Bingyou suddenly smelled a familiar breath, a breath that was almost exactly the same as Ruke.

Although Ke Bei and Luke are completely different in appearance and aura, Bingyou just feels that the two are unexplained.

This is just a feeling, which belongs to the intuition of a woman, and the intuition of a woman is generally terrifyingly accurate.

Walking to Ke Bei, Bing was silent for a moment, sighed slightly, waved his jade hand, and an invisible force rolled up Ke Bei, then stepped gently on his feet and headed towards the "Iron Wood Tribe" at the end of the wasteland.

The "Temu Tribe" is a large tribe. The clan leader is a first-class strongman in the Void Realm. There are more than 300 strong men who have opened the life wheel, and the clan members are more than 3 billion. It is one of the three most powerful tribes around the wasteland.

Tiemu City is the center of the Tiemu Tribe. The city wall is hundreds of feet high and is pitch black all over. It is surrounded by green vines, which has a simple and heavy feeling.

At this moment, a woman wearing a white silk skirt and looking weak, carrying a sleeping young man on her shoulders slowly walked to the front of Temu City.

"Hehe, this little girl is so exciting, I like it."

In front of the city gate, a middle-aged man wearing black armor with a thick black beard on his face and looking straight at Bingyou, with a strong possessiveness in his eyes.

"Youngest, I still like it. Look at his little waist and buttocks, it's really his grandma's watery spirit."

Next to the middle-aged man with a black beard, a young man with a delicate face and also wearing black armor suddenly swallowed his saliva, staring at Bing You's buttocks naked, and an obscene light shot out in his eyes.

"Hahaha, I have no prospects, just like it."

Hearing the conversation between the two, a team of men in black armor in charge of guarding the goal laughed loudly.

"Grandma's legs are up, what am I afraid of? You all have women sleeping, but I'm still alone. No one is allowed to compete with me this time!"

The young man with a delicate face swallowed his saliva hard, carried the Nine-ring sword, and walked towards Bing Youxing in a careless manner.

"Miss is so tired. Do you want to sit down and rest for a while?"

The young man with a pretty face blew up the black hair that covered half of his face, thinking he was very chic and said softly in a gentleman manner.

Bing You looked coldly at the black-armored man blocking his body. His face remained unchanged, and he was still like the ice that had not melted for thousands of years. His steps did not stop at all, and continued to move forward, as if he regarded the man in front of him as air.

"Oh, little lady, you have such a big temper. You are so unscrupulous. Little lady, how about I be your love brother?"

The young man with a pretty face narrowed his eyes slightly and a lewd smile appeared on his face.

"Brother has no advantage, it's just that the bird is big, which will definitely make you want to die and unable to stop."

Hearing such obscene words from the young man, Bingyou's expression remained unchanged. His slender jade fingers slowly raised. Just as Bingyou was about to take action, Ke Bei, who was carried on his shoulder, suddenly opened his sleepy eyes. (To be continued...)

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