Looking at Ice Empress who looked wary and wrapped himself up in a ball while grabbing the coat, Kong Ming'an became interested and asked, "Besides Dual Cultivation, what else do you think we can do when we are alone in a room?"
Ice Empress opened his mouth, but no words came out. He was speechless for a moment. Indeed, aside from practicing, it seems that there is nothing else important now, but continue to practice?
Thinking about the feeling that I have almost fallen apart in the past few days, if I continue...
Will it be broken? It must be broken!
However, the feeling that Soul Power can grow rapidly while lying down, and the essence of life is jumping for joy, is indeed very comfortable...
Otherwise, accept it?
Ice Empress fell into inexplicable entanglements. However, these entanglements did not last long. Ice Empress felt one cheek being pinched gently. Then, a voice came from his ear, "I was joking."
Ice Empress blinked and looked confused. "???"
Kong Ming'an slowly explained, "Dual Cultivation is good, but everything is too much and needs to be moderate. "Although your body is not weak, you still need to take a period of time to give your body a little rest."
Ice Empress suddenly realized, and used his backhand to quell the sense of loss that was welling up in his heart. After calming down, Ice Empress asked, "Then what are we doing during this time?"
Kong Ming'an did not answer directly, but raised her hand, with a faint light on her fingertips, and gently tapped Ice Empress's eyebrows. In an instant, a clear flow of information poured into her consciousness. Ice Empress closed her eyes slightly to feel it, and then opened her eyes, with a bit of interest flashing in her eyes: ""Player Plan"?"
Shrek Academy, in the advanced ward area, at a certain moment, the severe pain made Tang San suddenly wake up from his drowsiness and opened his eyes. Then, a gentle voice immediately sounded next to his ear, "Are you awake? The operation was successful."
Tang San was startled, turned his neck with difficulty, looked at the bedside, and found that the person speaking was a middle-aged man with a smile. This was their director of the Martial Soul Department, Du Weilun.
Tang San opened his mouth and tried to speak, but a sharp and severe pain hit his lower body, making his expression distorted and sweating. Du Weilun saw this and quickly explained, "This is a normal reaction after surgery. The anesthetic effect has passed, "Your right leg was broken during the game, but the special technology of the Merchant Guild has been used to reshape the leg tissue for you. However, the nerve connection still needs time to adapt, and you will feel a relatively strong pain during this period."
Tang San heard this, with a hint of understanding in a trance. He was about to ask about the specific situation, but suddenly discovered that the unbearable severe pain did not seem to only come from the legs!
Subconsciously, Tang San reached down and groped, and then...Tang San's movements completely froze, and his pupils suddenly shrank!
"No... no more..." Tang San's voice trembled, filled with an incredible sense of panic. Du Weilun on the side looked at him silently, with sympathy and a hint of embarrassment in his eyes, not knowing how to comfort Tang San's injury came from Blue Silver Overlord Spear of Tang Ya. After breaking one leg of Tang San from the thigh, the Soul Power attached to it also crushed the things on the side.
In such a situation, even if it were him, it would be difficult to accept it. Tang San's eyes instantly lost focus and became empty and lifeless. He just repeatedly murmured in a low voice, "No more, I'm gone, no more, nothing is gone..."
He raised his head sharply and stared at Du Weilun. The pure murderous intention was revealed again, bringing an inexplicable pressure to Du Weilun. Du Weilun frowned slightly, instinctively alert, but still patiently explained, "Because your physique is quite special, the vitality of the wound is extremely strong, and some tissues It healed on its own without guidance. "However, perhaps due to the influence of the killing intent in you, the healing method was severely deformed and dislocated." In order to prevent more serious negative effects on the Soul Power circulation and body functions throughout the body, the doctor had to perform an excision surgery. "You... um, that part was also cut off."
Like five thunders striking his head, Tang San's whole body froze completely, and his mind went blank.
He is gone?!
An indescribable extreme resentment grew crazily from the deepest part of his heart like a poisonous snake, and almost instantly, this resentment was aimed at Tang Ya, the culprit who caused all this. However, at the moment when the resentment reached its peak, as if a hidden switch had been touched, another figure appeared in his mind uncontrollably, that was himself.
In other words, it is his body located at the Divine Realm, Tang San!
Why?!
Why didn't Divine Realm's body help him?!
It is obvious that the main body has been able to interfere with the lower realm to a certain extent. Why did the main body stand by and watch when he suffered such humiliation and severe injuries?!
For a moment, huge doubts and unwillingness filled Lower Realm Tang San's heart, and then, "thoughts" naturally poured out of his mind, and his doubts were resolved in an instant. The main body had an ulterior motive for him!
Yes! That's right! That's it!
The ontology is not cultivating inheritors at all, but cultivating a disposable tool!
Otherwise, why is Divine Power, which is obviously Sea God Trial, but the reward is Asura God? Why has he lost control many times and been dominated by the desire to kill? There must be a huge problem here!
Lower Realm Tang San's mind is running crazily at an unprecedented speed. As Avatar, the body of the Divine Realm, Lower Realm Tang San can easily think in the same way as Divine Realm's body. Coupled with the constant emergence of thoughts in his mind, Lower Realm Tang San gradually understands everything!
That's not Asura Divine Power... but God Seat Origin, Asura God Seat Origin!
God Realm Tang San, I want to use it as a temporary container, a tool to carry Asura God Seat Origin to help the main body share the pressure!
Thinking of this, Lower Realm Tang San suddenly frowned, and an indescribable sense of urgency emerged. He must not sit still and wait for death, he must change!
But, how to change?
Lower Realm Tang San was thinking desperately, and then his thoughts came out again, and a bold and crazy plan was clearly outlined in his mind. Yes, since the body gave him Asura God's God Seat Origin, it's better to just use it!
Just grab it!
As long as he can grab enough God Seat Origin before the main body reacts, then he can also control Asura God Position!
And as long as you succeed, all problems will be solved! Why can the ontology control everything from above?
Why can't he replace Avatar?!
Whoever is stronger is the real person!
True body... I will replace everything you have!
More similar thoughts poured out in Lower Realm Tang San's mind like a tide, and then continued to consolidate and strengthen this idea. This is a long project. As time goes by, this idea will eventually be deeply anchored in the depths of Lower Realm Tang San's consciousness, and gradually turn into an almost instinctive obsession. Well... this is very reasonable.