Song Yanqing has been faced with these demons since childhood. No matter how ugly they have been, they can bear it even if they are disgusting.
Song Yanqing doesn't know what it will be like to take his soul, but it must be hard.
He closed his eyes and thought of the past.
Joe said that just now. It's not for nothing.
In the process of thinking, a kind of unspeakable pain suddenly spread from the bottom of his heart.
He snorted and bumped back. His spine hit the wall straight, bringing a kind of sharp pain.
However, this is not comparable to the sudden pain.
He felt that something seemed to be forced to peel off, and he could not feel the real source of the pain all over his body.
It's like being torn. There's something I want to tear myself into pieces.
Pretty face became very pale, thin sweat also seeped out.
The sharp pain from the soul being pulled is the ultimate. The pain can't be described by words. Maybe ordinary people will cry for pain for a long time.
Song Yanqing just pursed his lips, but his fingers clung tightly to the wall behind him. The stone on the wall was not completely finished, so he pinched it in with his fingers, and the dust puffed down. At this time, song Yanqing did not care about being dirty.
Not only was it pain, but his head began to dim.
As if with that pull, his consciousness was pulled out again.
This is an unbearable ordeal for ordinary people.
In spite of the pain, his eyes toward the devil were still bright, just like the most beautiful light in the world.
He could not hear the laughter of demons, but through the ferocious smile on their faces, he could probably think of how happy they were at this time.
He even saw a demon claw into his body, clearly there is no entity, as if it was through the general, he felt a cold penetrating into the bone marrow.
The cold can make one's teeth chatter, and he can feel himself getting weaker and weaker.
This weakness is not the weakness of the body itself, but the depression of consciousness.
All this seems like a long time, but in fact, it just happened for more than ten seconds. Because of the pain, time always gives a long feeling outside the personality.
"You have to use your faith..."
"I will not save you..."
Song Yanqing's chaotic consciousness has been thinking about Qiao Jin's words.
Joe will not save him now. His soul is dragged into the realm of luochajie. He can't save him if he wants to.
At least he guessed the information.
He didn't know how firm the faith Joe Jin was talking about, but he really thought in his mind that he couldn't die here.
Sometimes, some thoughts are beyond your control.
After feeling his consciousness was being stripped, his thoughts became tense.
He was the favorite son of the Song family. Even though he was extremely weak due to his life style changed, he always showed his perfect side for so many years.
He had the cleverest mind and never flinched in the face of problems. Even when he realized that he was at a total disadvantage, his Obsidian eyes were still calm and calm.
With the gradual separation of consciousness, his vision gradually blurred.
He only saw that from the beginning to the end, the biggest devil had never moved, just looked at him with that kind of ferocious eyes, and the corners of his mouth even had a strange smile.
This will let see song Yanqing can't hold on, and finally move slowly.
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