Chapter 437: The devil is poor(1/2)
In the silence and darkness, the irresistible erasing of the soul is constantly eroding the impoverished.
The body that has been ‘dead’ is like the last harbor shelter in the collapse of the sky and the earth.
Mo Qiong said that he could not go out no matter what. As long as the soul stayed in his body, it would be safe.
So he was silly and struggled desperately, constantly turning the shot out soul into a "turning arrow".
In this way, life-successful!
This discovery made him extremely excited, which means he can still live!
He is not dead! Does it mean that as long as the body functions are restored and the cultivation is so well-behaved that he can live, his soul can be completely stabilized without being rejected?
Then the five senses return and the control of the body is restored again? So to achieve... being reborn in place?
No matter what, he had no reason to give up. He was so desperate that he could only hold such expectations.
He wanted to connect with Master Gou, Wei Lan and others in spirit, and let him rescue him quickly.
There is really a rescue!
However, it failed. Mo Qiong kept calling, and his soul kept "screaming", but it was useless.
Mo Qiong's mental power was so depressed that he could not release it.
In the previous battle, he really tried his best. In the end, in order to create a sufficiently closed Best Metal Ball, he outputted all his mental power.
After all, he had to fight to the death, so why did he keep his mental power? He didn't leave any of it, and he was exhausted to ensure that everything was foolproof.
So much so that now, Mo Qiong miraculously sucks his soul, but he is called "Day Day should not be called "Day Day" and "Day Earth is not effective!"
Mo Qiong felt that it had been a long time, but he did not realize that his mental power had recovered at all.
"This state does not belong to sleep, and mental power does not recover...Damn!"
Mo Qiong couldn't even charge the phone bill. His consciousness was too clear. But it wasn't okay if he wasn't awake. As long as the "turning arrow" stopped, it would be the end of both soul and soul.
If you can't let go of your mental power, it's useless even if you absolutely hit the target, you can't ejaculate.
Not to mention other methods, Mo Qiong has no five senses now, and he is completely out of touch with Gou and the others, and he cannot tell them his current situation at all.
Many negative emotions such as despair, loneliness, and helplessness began to rise.
Mo Qiong, who had obviously faced death calmly before, was extremely depressed.
Death means death, but the desire to survive is awakened halfway through, and now... it seems that it is still going to die.
I thought there was a rescue, but when I thought about it calmly, Mo Qiong found that his persistence was meaningless and just a lingering life.
You know, his injuries must be extremely serious.
When he was squeezed, his belly turned outward and his internal organs were exposed. He was almost at his limit, and his internal organs must have been broken and his left arm was completely gone. Mo Qiong naturally knew this in his heart.
"In addition, my blood will vaporize after leaking. With such a heavy bleeding, I am afraid there is not much blood in my body at all."
"My last feeling was the severe pain of the heart rupture, and the injury could be said to be dead."
"In the eyes of Mr. Gou and others, I'm afraid he's dead..."
Mo Qiong felt bitter in his heart. If anyone else had decided to die.
How could it be repaired in vain?
As time went by, Mo Qiong felt more and more that he was helpless.
At this moment, Mo Qiong had no concept of time, no vision, no hearing, no touch, no sense of smell and taste, and he was completely a lonely mind body.
He felt that he had been persisting for a long time, but he didn't know how long it took.
Mo Qiong thought that if he didn't repair his body to the point where he could "live", he would have to maintain such a lonely and tormented state.
And if others don’t know about this state, they will naturally not repair the body.
His body will eventually lose its activity, become hardened, softened, and rotted... by that time the body will probably no longer be able to protect him.
God knows how long it has been... Maybe the club has already held a memorial service for him and buried him.
And even, the grave grass may be three feet tall.
"If it were cremation and the body was destroyed, I would not have a refuge to protect my soul now, so..."
"No, no, no... I almost forgot that my body should be sent to the scientific research department for research... In this way, they will maintain my body's activity as much as possible."
Mo Qiong didn't know if it was meaningless for him to persist like this.
It was okay at first, but as time went by, Mo Qiong felt more and more lonely, and he only had thoughts left after stripping away his five senses. This feeling made people crazy.
If this is the case forever, he would rather go to ashes now.
"I can't continue like this forever. Even if I can recover the excreted soul, it will still be depleted every time..."
Once the soul leaves the body, it will be worn away. Although Mo Qiong's soul retracts as soon as it spews out, it will eventually go out, otherwise it will not trigger an absolute hit.
In this way, Mo Qiong is still being erased, but the rate of erasing is extremely slow.
But no matter how slowly it is, it will be a matter of time before death completely.
Even if the corpse is still there, his soul will be worn out until he has no thoughts.
At this moment, Mo Qiong felt that his consciousness was much more confused, far worse than his calmness at the beginning.
Some old memories, even forgotten memories, are surging out, but some recent memories are as if they are suddenly stuck.
This may be the consequence of the lack of soul. Mo Qiong was worried that if this continued to be serious, it would affect his setting point.
"It must be presented to find a way to contact Mr. Gou and others, otherwise the more you drag it, the less hope it will be..."
Mo Qiong was thinking about it and really thought of a solution.
Soul fragments can be shot out when they leave the body. In addition to shooting back to make up for themselves, they can also be shot into other people's bodies.
However, this is taking over the body.
There is no doubt that Mo Qiong does not have the ability to take over the body, and it is very difficult to take over the body or control others, and the requirements are very high.
He was far from meeting the standard. If he forced himself to do so, the best result would be to die together. Both of them were mentally broken and their thinking was chaotic.
More likely, he can't even enter, and his soul hits the surface of someone else's body and reaches his destination and follows natural movements.
If it cannot be integrated into the body, the so-called natural movement must be floating in the darkness. Mo Qiong's current situation, staying outside the body, is the result of being quickly eliminated.
He must choose a goal that can definitely take over the body.
There is no doubt that the only thing that can be possessed by him will not affect his safety is... a low-dimensional person!
"I remember before this mission, I put Ailly on my phone. As long as I ejaculate myself into his body, I might be able to resurrect with the help of the low-dimensional human body..."
Aili is one of the Fang scholars in the m world. When he was trying his thoughts through time, his reason was broken by Mo Qiong's "universe will" and he fell completely into madness.
Later, Mo Qiong stored it as his low-dimensional clone, and used his body to store it in his mobile phone, and even launched it to another world before.
The phone couldn't be returned, and Mo Qiong did another one afterwards, but Ailly could come back, and had already uploaded the new phone from the Witch World to the Earth through data.
As long as he can act with the help of a low-dimensional person, Mo Qiong can find ways to contact the outside world through the signal of his mobile phone.
"However, it's very risky. I can definitely hit the target if I cum, but without the protection of my body in the middle, what if I'm going to be wiped out before I even arrived?" Mo Qiong thought to himself.
You should know that his arrow can be destroyed. If you don’t need to guarantee the arrow or the arrow is intact when hitting the target.
Mo Qiong's choice to take over the low-dimensional Ailly now means that he has to go through a "soul-destroying area".
"Haha, but do I have any choice?"
"What do you do if I think so much... I'm dead, at worst I can die more!"
Mo Qiong made a decisive attempt and let his soul eject from the corpse, targeting... the low-dimensional man Ailly.
Fight!
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"This is basically the case. I shot my soul into my phone, and now I'm in Locker No. 666."
Luo Yan opened his mouth wide, held his cell phone in his ear, listening to the sound coming from the microphone, as if he was frightened...
After seeing Luo Yan answering the 425th call, the outside staff listened dumbly for a long time and couldn't help but ask: "Captain... What's wrong with it... Are you talking... Is this really a ghost from Mo Qiong?"
"Yeah..." Luo Yan nodded.
The outside staff was also shocked and said, "What! Is it really him? Where is it?"
He looked around, his heart was filled with storms. Even the dead could call. How could the ghost call?
There are ghost-type containment items in the club, but they are containment items and ghosts of unconventional meaning. This is the first time that a member of the club dies and becomes a ghost.
Luo Yan pointed to the cabinet next to Mr. Gou's storage cabinet and said, "Mo Qiong said he is in this cabinet..."
"..." The outside personnel stared at the cabinet, not knowing what to say.
"Bang!" Luo Yan pulled out his dagger and swung it. A series of explosions sounded on the cabinet, and the door was smashed open by him.
However, there was no picture that was imagined by the outsiders: Mo Qiong's ghost was crowded in the cabinet and looked at him like yoga.
On the contrary, there was no abnormal situation, just some miscellaneous things Mo Qiong placed here.
To be continued...