Chapter 89 Spiritual meteorite

To the person the gentleman suddenly mentioned, the woman in black began to feel shocked. She looked at the man in front of her with astonishment and did not feel that the other party would deceive her on such important things.

So, the woman in black began to fall into a short silence. Her eyes flashed slightly, and then raised her head and asked seriously, "Sir, why did you shake your head before?"

When Mr. Chang Wei heard this, he turned his ugly face to face and said slowly, "Do you really know so urgently?"

The woman in black seemed to feel that the tone in her husband's mouth seemed a little reluctant. She had not spoken for a long time and fell into meditation again. She glanced at the dead wood-like figure in the painting studio, watched his two lines of clear tears fall on her cheeks, and began to tremble and pity inexplicably.

Intuitively, the woman in black doesn't want to see Lin Yi die like this, but in terms of objective familiarity, she and Lin Yi are only a few faces, and they don't even know each other's names, but why is she so persistent to save each other?

Maybe it was because Lin Yi couldn't help thinking about his mother's departure when she met grief in the fantasy, which instinctively made her real body cry, and this scene fell into her eyes, and she couldn't help but look particularly sincere and emotional.

After all, no matter how mysterious she is, she is a woman after all, and her inner touch is not as solid as a rock as a man.

For a long time, the woman in black woke up from meditation. She took another look at Lin Yi, who was motionless in front of her. Looking at the golden cicada pen in his hand, she emitted a strong and weak golden light for a while, and said more and more affirmatively in her heart: "I hope Mr. Jingwen!"

When Mr. saw the other party's persistence, he shook his head and said, "If I don't want to tell you the answer in terms of status and dignity, but if I don't say the only way to save Lin Yi at this moment, there may be no chance. You don't want him to die, and I also don't want him to die, but I can't You are the only one who let him die!"

"Me?" The woman in black was surprised.

Yes! You can save him, but the price is too high!" The gentleman frowned and said.

"I don't know what I should do?" The woman in black asked.

Are you sure you want to save him? If you are a little careless, maybe both of you will disappear together!" Mr.'s tone once again emphasized the seriousness of the situation, as if he deliberately wanted the woman in black to break the idea of redeeming Lin Yi.

When the woman in black heard what she said, she not only had no scruples, but even became more open-minded and shrewd. She replied wisely, "Since you know that the situation is so serious, you will naturally not let me die in the star domain. Moreover, I believe that you have the ability to let us all come back alive."

"Have you made up your mind?"

"Let me save him. Anyway, he is the only cultivation genius who can crush the golden cicada pen and shadow after me. Besides, doesn't he like to accept genius as a student?

"In this case, you go over and hold the golden cicada pen in his hand, and the process of entering the Tao is still the same, but this time you are not entering your own spiritual star domain. What you are going to is Lin Yi's spiritual star domain. Of course, you don't have to worry about how to enter the other party's star domain, because I will personally perform Taoism to send you in, and when you reach his star domain, you will open it according to the secret method!"

The woman in black took over the treasure box handed over by her husband. The box didn't look big, but it looked very simple and flowing with silky light. Except for her husband, no one knew what was in the box. The woman in black didn't ask much and directly put away the box and walked to Lin Yi.

"There is only one chance for success or failure. Remember not to force yourself. If it really doesn't work, you can retreat back. I don't want anything to happen to you!" The gentleman watched the woman in black resolutely walk towards Lin Yi and finally told her.

"I'm measured!" The woman in black didn't look back.

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Lin Yi's consciousness was still pulled by the huge star storm. The huge force put him into despair, and there were hurricane-like scrolls everywhere, as if there was endless power to bind him and involve him in an unknown starry sky somewhere.

The light mass of consciousness is about to collapse, and the vagueness of things is getting stronger and stronger. Lin Yi appeared in such a passive situation for the first time.

He didn't know that his husband and the woman in black were preparing to come to save him, but even if he knew it, he might not be able to support the moment, because the power of the storm was so terrible that it was difficult to get rid of like an eternal spell, firmly entangling his consciousness and leaving him nowhere to escape.

Because he is in a desperate situation, Lin Yi gradually understands that with his weak power alone is like a boating, he can't make waves in front of the sea at all, or even just a huge wave when the typhoon surges, he can kill himself to death on the beach.

"It seems that Haotian is going to take my life again!" This is the last emotion of Lin Yi's consciousness before completely losing consciousness!

with a jingle.

Like the sound of a metal nail hitting an iron plate, the sound is crisp and beautiful. Even when the hurricane is still ringing, the sound is particularly loud.

Lin Yi's consciousness light mass was blown up by the storm, and the light mass emitted countless white light spots. The light spots were boundless, and finally scattered in the whole rotating storm whirlpool, as if all of them had been blown out and disappeared.

The complete breakdown of the spirit is the only representative of death for people.

So in the painting workshop at this moment, Lin Yi, who was holding the golden cicada pen in his hand, suddenly became dull, and his face climbed dead, and a touch of fish belly-like paleness appeared. The golden light was extinguished from his hand, and the golden cicada pen was dull. The woman's hand in black was tightly held in Lin Yi's hand, and there was an extremely cold feeling.

Mr. and Zhu Moyang's eyes watched the last golden light fall, and endless regrets in their hearts.

After a long time, the gentleman took a slight breath and said helplessly, "Oh, it seems that it's still a step late after all!"

When Zhu Moyang heard the words, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart.

He was lost because Lin Yi had never walked out of the star domain. He was also lost because Lin Yi was better than him. He was also lost because of Lin Yi's inexplicable death at this moment. He was even more disappointed that Lin Yi had promised to paint but never had the opportunity to paint.

So he took a deep breath and asked unbelievably, "Sir, is he really hopeless?"

Mr. did not move at all. He was silent for a long time, looked at the woman in black in front of him, and finally said, "Maybe there will be a change, but now the only one who can control the situation is not Lin Yi himself, but your senior sister!"

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