Chapter 20 Rebirth

Looking up to the sky and roaring, Xiao Wang Ji only felt in deep despair. When his mother died, his heart was like a knife. If his father dies here, how can he deal with a child under the age of 10? What's more, in this world, the most important thing for him is his father, his mother, and grandfather.

Now, his mother died in front of his eyes. Grandpa's life and death are unknown. Only the father in front of him is there, but he is also going to enter the abyss. Wang Ji only felt a tyrannical impulse rising from his soul and rushing straight to his forehead.

"You, damn it." The same piece of death floated out of little Wang Ji's body, but unlike Wang Ji's "falling phoenix death", there is another white gas coming out of his body. The two meet, and the Jingwei is clear. At this time, Xiao Wang Ji's eyes were all white on one side and black on the other, like a demon under Jiu You.

"Hmm?" Nangong Wang suddenly sensed a dangerous breath, like a light in his back. Looking back, the pupil suddenly contracted.

"The blood is open?" Nangong Wang naturally knows what the scene in front of him represents. In fact, the bloodline is one of the inheritances of Yanhuang and the biggest inheritance.

Otherwise, how can we talk about the descendants of Yan and Huang? It is precisely because the power of blood has never been cut off from ancient times to the present.

"Ji'er." It was Wang Mo on the ground who suddenly woke up. In fact, the injury to him just now was not serious, but for Wang Mo, who was weak, he also directly made him faint to the ground.

"Ji'er, come on, stop quickly." Wang Mo suddenly shouted.

But Xiao Wang Ji, who is in a black-and-white world, just stared at Nangong with cold hair on the side. At this time, he did not dare to act rashly, for fear of being ruthlessly hit by Xiao Wang.

You should know that when a person is in a state of open blood, it is also the time when the person is the strongest, even more than a hundred times stronger. It's all because the energy of the blood is too huge. If all this energy is hit out, I'm afraid that Nangong will be smashed to pieces.

"Hmm?" Looking at Xiao Wang Ji, he kept staring at Nangong and couldn't help roaring, "Get out of here. If you don't get out, you will die."

Nangong woke up like a dream and rushed out of the door at the maximum speed. At this time, Wang Mo also pulled up two needles and stabbed into the temple of Wang Ji's head.

"The bloodline of the Wang family must not be awakened again, otherwise, it must be angry and resentful. Ji'er, I have no choice but to seal your blood as a father this time. Unexpectedly, the blood of the holy demon that appeared for the first time in a thousand years in our Wang family woke up in advance and could only be sealed. Thinking of this, Wang Mo no longer hesitated. His hands flew up and down, blowing Wang Ji's whole body like a hedgehog.

At this time, Wang Mo's physical strength was also exhausted and fell aside.

Wang Mo woke up from his memory, but his heart kept beating. He knew that this was the memory lost in those years. These memories, his father, is unwilling to mention them anyway. And Wang Ji also hid this question in his heart.

Wang Ji was silent, and he finally knew why he was so hostile to the five families. It's all because of the hatred that can be in the bone marrow. The memory disappeared, but subconsciously, he couldn't forget those people, especially the ugly face of Nangong Wang.

Knowing everything, Wang Ji felt that his head was no longer painful, but the blackness in his heart was added, and even the red flame could not be stopped.

Wang Ji remembered his mother's embrace. He couldn't forget that it was his soul that remembered this warm message. This gentleness made him sink. He just wanted to fall asleep and didn't want to wake up.

It's like when he was a child, his mother sang to him and coax him to sleep.

"Mom, Ji'er doesn't want to be separated from you anymore." A tear flowed from the corners of Wang Ji's eyes.

"But mom, I'm still going to look for dad. I don't know how he's doing." Wang Ji said quietly, but the momentum of his whole body suddenly rose.

"Hmm?" Originally, when she saw that Wang Ji was surrounded by black with no vitality, Meng Tian was no longer hopeful. He could only sigh. After all, I'm afraid there is also his reason for Wang Ji's like this. However, suddenly there was a turning point, and a little red burned endlessly in black.

Although there is only such a small point, Meng Tian really perceives its existence. He quickly looked up and knew that if he could not save Wang Ji today, he was afraid that the hope of entering another person would be more and more slim. He can wait, but he can't stand this boundless loneliness. It's okay if it's two or two a day, but they stay here for more than 2,000 years. How can they stand it?

"Perhaps, only Laozi and Lao Zhuang can wait without desire, but he can't. He hasn't reached it yet, and it's not the realm he wants to reach."

"What should I do?" Meng Tian paced continuously. Seeing that this wisp of red is like a candlelight in the wind, it may be extinguished at any time, and his head hurts.

"It's all my fault. What are you doing so hard? Make him what he is now." Meng Tian couldn't help but be annoyed.

"Well, that's right. Isn't there a sycamore tree inhabited by a phoenix in Laozhuang? Looking at the flame, I guess it will be a little useful. Meng Tian suddenly patted her head and ran in one direction.

It turned out that he did not have any intersection with Lao Zhuang. Before he was born, Lao Zhuang had passed away. But here, he knows Lao Zhuang. In fact, I don't know how many years they have been familiar with everyone here and everywhere.

In a short time, Meng Tian came back from a distance.

"Apprentice, as a teacher, you can only come up with this way. If not, I can only apologize to you as a teacher. If you die here, you will never accept any apprentices as a teacher, and you will fall asleep. Meng Tian said solemnly.

For Wang Ji becoming like this, Meng Tian also blamed himself. Unexpectedly, a test level test turned out like this.

He didn't know that Wang Ji's soul was much more transparent than before at this time. The unraveling of that memory finally made his soul and body slowly merge.

Although the original body has accepted this soul, the soul has always found a fit with the body. Therefore, in any case, the soul and body always have a little rejection. This is also one of the reasons why his mental strength is huge but uncontrollable. Spiritual power itself is closely related to the soul, but spiritual power can only exert its greatest effect on the basis of the body.

However, at this time, the soul and the body slowly began to merge. Although the process was slow, it was a major surprise for Wang Ji.

Of course, all this will have to wait until this crisis is over. And the current situation is also the biggest crisis that Wang Ji encountered when he came to this world.

"Go ahead." Meng Tian also didn't know what happened in front of her, but it was clear that this trace of flame was important to Wang Ji. Therefore, he can only use this method. After all, although there are some illusory atmosphere around Wang Ji, the power of this kind of thing is absolutely huge. It can be seen from the small fire, which has been eroded by black gas for a long time, but still survives tenaciously.

I'm afraid that only the sycamore wood, which has been perched by the phoenix, will not be burned, but will constantly promote the burning of the flame, and can exist in this illusory spirit.

"Huh? Mom, what is this? Why do I feel a huge force? Wang Ji still muttered in a low voice, but it became more and more powerful.

"Mom, it seems that I'm leaving, not that I'm willing to leave my mother. But Ji'er really wants to find her father. At that time, we will be reunited." Wang Ji shed tears gently.

Although he knew that everything in front of him was illusory, he couldn't help sinking. A happy child with both parents will never know the concept of missing a mother.

The flame is burning, as if it were growing on the sycamore tree, constantly swallowing and breathing. The black surrounding Wang Ji gradually faded and shrank, while the flames around him were constantly strengthening.

Wang Ji subconsciously operated the magic martial arts star secret. In an instant, the level that had imprisoned him for a long time was broken.

No joy or sadness, Wang Ji seemed to just look at all this coldly, but the flame spewing out of his heart burned him.