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119, the night of the gods

The walls were broken, and the valuable instruments broke into several petals. Some looked no different from a pile of broken copper and iron. A slender figure stood in a messy mechanism, almost blending into the same place as the shadow.

After Ji Fan stayed in a fairly complete instrument, he tried to find some sense of security.

"You are so educated, you must know the meaning of being unable to protect yourself." He regretted not adding color to his body. At least it would be much better to pretend to be unconscious than to clean up the mess and face someone's anger.

"I see Ji Lian treat him differently, so I may take more care of him." Ji Fan tried to excuse himself with a good reason, "Your friend... should be a special person."

"Special?" Ji Zizhuo's eyes turned cold, "He is so special. Before you find someone, you will lose your mind to get that thing."

Ji Fan almost jumped up, "You said before that the roots and stems of Yingxiang herbs are damaged. If they are not cultivated within half a month, even if I have the ability to ripen, it will not survive."

When Ji Zizhuo left Shanxing just to bring back a vanilla plant, she didn't expect that before that, she brought back Lan Yan's misfortune.

"Why don't you think about the better? Maybe Ji Lian really cares about him, and will he return to justice and be peaceful in the world?"

Ji Zizhuo sneered, "They only end up together."

Ji Fan was stunned: "Which two?"

"Either Ji Lian kills, or Ji Lian is driven crazy."

Ji Fan stared at him in disbelief, as if he wanted to know where Ji Zizhuo came to such a crazy conclusion, but in the end he could only attribute it to the eight words of concern and being obsessed with ghosts.

...

If Ji Lian could hear Ji Zizhuo's speech from a distance, she might be a confidant for her life.

At this moment, he looked at the person lying motionless in the coffin, thinking carefully whether he should let the person lie in it forever.

After a while, Ji Lian stopped this idea. Perhaps Lin Xun's calm appearance was nothing serious about the dead, so that there was no big difference between him and him, even though he did not do anything at all.

"What are you looking at?" From the beginning, Lin Xun's gaze seemed to be looking at him, and it seemed to fall into nothingness.

"Stars." Lin Xun's eyes were filled with dreamy colors, "I often see them."

The layout here is not only the stars, but the sunlight outside cannot even be exposed. Lin Xun's eyes are very focused, as if he is really looking at the stars.

Ji Lian, "Where are the stars?"

Lin Xun finally made a move. He turned his head slightly and pointed his finger at the coffin next to him. Ji Lian felt that he didn't dare to play tricks, so he lay in. No matter from any angle, he could not notice any starlight.

"A high-level evolutionist." The voice spread to Ji Lian's coffin with a light flowing sound, "I'll take you to see."

Ji Lian thought about it and considered whether it was possible that this was his superpower. In the end, he took out an evolutionary agent, which was only an intermediate level.

Lin Xun didn't bargain with him either. After taking the evolutionary agent, he poured it into his mouth. As the liquid flowed through his throat, his abundant energy returned.

Since he came to this world, he survived almost with the lowest level of nutrients, and suddenly he felt good about recovering his strength. Lin Xun stood up, sat next to Ji Lian's coffin, and reached out to cover his eyes.

This low temperature is just right. Lin Xun's constitution is cold and his hands are lower than that of ordinary people. Ji Lian hates boiling, and his cold hand bones make him feel very comfortable.

"The process will take longer, have a good rest."

Nearly two days have passed, and whenever Ji Lian opened her eyes, she would be persuaded by Lin Xun to stop and close it. It was strange that Lin Xun's words seemed to have lost their magic and were tempting to dream.

On the third day, Lin Xun was the first to break this atmosphere.

"You don't have any feeling?"

Ji Lian frowned, what does it feel like to sleep?

Lin Xun: "Eme?"

Ji Lian shook his head. The nutrients he consumed were all the highest, and they could last for up to one week.

Lin Xun was a little disappointed, "Then you keep sleeping for a while, you will see the stars when you are hungry. I am like this."

“…”

The person in the coffin seemed to have petrified for a moment.

Ji Lian felt that she should be furious and killed this ungrateful person with her backhand. When she had the idea, she felt a little tired.

After all, not eating or drinking, sleeping for three days is enough to consume part of the strength in the human body.

Lin Xun did not take any trouble, so he stood up and poured him a glass of water.

The moody man calmed down quickly. Ji Lian quickly wiped out the idea of ​​killing Lin Xun. Although this person hated him so much that he was itchy in his behavior, he couldn't help but enjoy it.

It's just a few bottles of evolutionary agents, and they were snatched up anyway.

While Ji Lian was resting, Lin Xun took the initiative to contact the system.

"Ten bottles of advanced evolution agents, the answer I want."

[System: Although Shaozhengmen is not as good as the four islands, the host's innate abilities can be fully utilized, that is, the slaughter of logic.]

"The Prison of Logic." Lin Xun repeated it softly, and it sounded good.

At least it is much more reliable than learning mathematics.

With the comparison of the former, his bottom line has been placed at a very low position.

[System: Some people with Xueyan Star are born as powerful as ox, and some can achieve half-body petrification. Such talents are very popular, but in fact they are just the lowest-level ability. The human body has unlimited potential, and it is also possible to cultivate and inspire acquired. Only those with spiritual talents can be called the pride of heaven.]

After hearing such a detailed explanation, Lin Xun was a little suspicious. The system has always been a pampering word like gold, and basically the truly valuable information must be exchanged for real gold and silver.

[System: The host does not need to worry too much. The wool comes from the sheep. I and the host have agreed that the subsequent charges will be 20% off. The extra two bottles are considered as commentary fees.]

“…I have association ability, I don’t need it.”

Return him his advanced evolutionary agent.

The system ignored his proposal and continued to reply:

[The logical skull can rank second among the derivation capabilities of the divine logic. The host can use his will to achieve a spiritual blockade on the enemy. Anyone who falls into the logical skull will feel like he has reached a maze in a small space and cannot find the exit.]

Lin Xun: "Give an example."

[System: Someone wants your life, even if he stands opposite him, the host will use the logical prison and cannot get close to it for convenience.]

Lin Xun was slightly stunned. There was such a talent in the world that seemed to be tailor-made for him. If someone wanted to slap him in the left face, he even gave him the right face, but the latter just couldn't reach it and couldn't beat him.

It sounds like it cannot be more perfect. At least at this time, Lin Xun did not discover this kind of talent flaw.

Ji Lian obviously felt his mood fluttering, and frowned, "You've disturbed me."

Any emotion that can make the blood excited, the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness that is revealed is really annoying.

Lin Xun soon seemed to have nothing happened. The old monk sat next to him like a meditation, but was thinking inside that it would be best to find someone to experiment... I just don't know who can have such an "honor".

...

That night, everything was silent, and the underground palace was silent.

Without sound and moonlight, Ji Lian himself is the most active living body here, with endless vitality. As for Lin Xun, there is no vitality in his body. Like these thousands of candles, it is enough to be bright, but the temperature of the flame heart is very low.

Lin Xun was lying in the coffin, following the methods provided by the system, familiarizing himself with this talent little by little, from the logical stern that could only stretch one meter at the beginning to being able to surround half a room.

[System: Too much is not enough, the extension range will have many effects.]

Lin Xun nodded and listened to its suggestions.

In a stone cave that was still a long way from him, Ji Lian's eyes suddenly opened.

"What a powerful spiritual power..."

As if he was thinking of something interesting, the curve of the corners of his mouth curled up a little bit:

"Cang'er Island, the Yan family mistakenly regards Mingzhu as a fish eye, which is ridiculous and ridiculous!"

As he smiled, Ji Lian suddenly had an extremely bad idea. Since the Yan family has changed to a very talented child as the heir, it would be extremely interesting if he brought the person to the Four Islands and fought with the peerless genius who was praised.

That scene must be much more fulfilling than destroying one or two institutions.

...

Not yet known that someone was trying to make him a decision, Lin Xun fell asleep peacefully after he was able to control the logic prison.

There was no nightmare attack, no sense of urgency to escape, everything was very real, he was still lying in the coffin, as if he was not asleep.

Lin Xun knew that this was a unique dream. He had complete consciousness and his surroundings were exactly the same as those in the underground palace.

"I actually discovered it." A voice sounded, from far to near at first, but when I heard it again, it seemed to be coming from my side.

Lin Xun sat up, and in front of the coffin, someone stood with his back to him, his momentum completely suppressing the darkness.

"Ji Zizhuo." He shouted tentatively.

[System: Entering a dream, the top three spiritual talents can make people unable to distinguish between illusory reality and kill people invisible.]

Lin Xun was able to silence people in a dream, but Lin Xun curled his lips. He was originally complacent because of the so-called logical prison. Compared with this talent, he suddenly lost his head.

"Fortunately, you are still alive." The next second, Ji Zizhuo appeared beside him, as if he was the master of this dream, and his heart moved at will.

Lin Xun looked at him and smiled for no reason, "Have you never dreamed with such a talent?"

"Did it." Ji Zizhuo actually answered him seriously, "I do it every day, but the content of the dream is the same."

Lin Xun raised his eyebrows: "You are quite dedicated, what do you dream of?"

Ji Zizhuo looked at him firmly and suddenly hugged him in his arms, "I dreamed that you are dead, every day."

After a long time, he let go of his hand, looked at Lin Xun with a expressionless face, and couldn't help but say, "You have nothing to say?"
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