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Chapter 1189:Soul Stripping

It's hard to do.

The cold hand slowly turned to the place and stretched out.

When he raised her abdomen, he saw that there seemed to be a few words written in fresh handwriting on her lower abdomen.

Close to the light.

I felt my scalp tingling.

The above belly says:

If it is unrighteous, it will be from the palace.

That's eight words.

It does not seem to have much technical content, and there is not much culture, so the famous words of the signature martial arts have been changed.

But the message is significant.

From the palace?

How can she give herself to the palace?

She gently wiped the handwriting on her belly.

I wrote it a while ago.

With a hand, you can also put a long black tail out.

That's not fun.

Cold and tired of not wanting to think about yourself as much as possible.

They don’t want to sit on their own.

But when the facts come to you.

He had to face the facts.

From the palace?

Oh my god.

This woman’s soul is in her own body.

Who else but him?

Besides him, with his family, who else could get in here.

Feng Xiangling's body could not have been moved back by Su Xiao Qiao, right?

Su Xiaoqiu's weight is lighter than Feng's illusion, and his body is even smaller, and it is impossible to put her back.

She had no reason to bring her back.

Think of the game on the computer desktop, as well as the game login.

The other five people I found recently.

As well as all kinds of information about Feng's magic spirit that he searched from the Internet.

It all made him feel a little uneasy.

Wait a year?

You could call it her “body.”

Her soul is in her body right now.

So.

With the spirit of the resurrection of the soul, can the soul in her own body be removed from her body and put back into her own body?

Think of this possible.

Cold to act.

He has no superfluous reason for not doing anything.

Feng's body could no longer stay in his home for a long time.

At present, he is very satisfied and does not want to add more rosy.

One more thing.

His current situation is dangerous.

Not good for making more friends.

The black robe made it possible to come to him at any time.

When he comes to himself, he will not see whether he is cold and tired, or a other person who lives in his body.

He only cares when he can kill himself completely.

There is only one of him in this world.

They no longer exist on their own.

He lit up half of the fairy spirit and regained the power of the battle with the black robe god.

But Feng is different, she will play games, does not mean that she will control her body to fight.

The battle in the game is very different from the real life.

Instead of moving a hand speed, pressing a step by the skill, the finger on the keyboard to dance a set, this can be simply done.

He didn’t want to happen to him along with him.

If she was in control of her own body, the game ended by the black robe god.

Then her soul will be completely cool with the end of her own game.

Her body will naturally be in the near future.

Cold enough.

Become a completely real corpse.

Think of these.

Cold tired must try spiritual tricks.

In the end, the zombies are two people.

Ready for everything.

He put Feng Xiangling on the bed and played a spirit on her.

When he was in the spirit, he pulled the window or anything, the curtains, all up.

In this way, no other soul will be brought in by him.

Because her soul is probably in her own body.

in a closed space.

Only her soul exists in her body.

Then the role of spiritualism will take her soul out of her body and drop it on her body.

Have you had hemorrhoids surgery?

Have you been born filial piety?

The kind of meat that will be forced to strip away from himself.

Even with medication.

The feeling of pain after the swelling is still incomparably mad.

Especially after the drug is gone.

The pain!

Better than death!

Nor is it called death.

This pain, knocking on the critical edges that are bearable, and unbearable.

Let him be mad.

Even he would feel that forcibly stripping a piece of meat from his body may be much better than this feeling.

He was also forced to strip him of the flesh from his body.

Only this time.

It's really hard.

Stripping the soul in your body is like pulling the hair on your body, from the hair to the hair, to all kinds of body hair, all to pull out.

This experience is not wanting a second time.

“Hang, call, call.”

Fortunately, with the pain.

Lying in bed, Feng's body gradually began to show signs of recovery.

Her breathing no longer seemed as slow as hibernation.

Breathing, becoming normal, quickened.

At the same time, it also proved that her heart rate also began to accelerate.

Gradually, she had a snoring voice.

Snoring, is a normal person, when you sleep, will make a sound.

Beautiful woman, is it snoring?

It may be too tired, or it may be the cause of some physical.

Snoring should be because of the sleep.

Cold flies tired of using such strange thoughts to transfer the pain of the soul from their bodies.

Even if he diverts attention, he still feels bad.

Only insist.

Only insist.

The process of soul-stremory cannot be abandoned halfway.

She is not a real soul.

She is a living person.

If you can't let her return all her soul, all the soul, she will be very sad, her soul, will be incomplete.

And in his soul there will be her soul.

This is bad.

A person’s soul must be complete.

It is necessary and necessary.

Cold flying gritted the root of the teeth and made some "humble" sounds.

Take away your soul from your body.

The pain, even if he has experienced a lot, is still unable to bear it.

He is hard.

It's painful.

Like a sitting tidbit.

We must rely on "humble" so many times to relieve the painful feeling of being in yourself.

Closing his eyes, he tried to speed up efficiency.

“Oh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The soul was peeled at the end, as if there was a hand that was forcing the skin on him.

It is not the soul that needs to be separated.

It’s the skin on him.

The cold gums were bitten by him and came out with some blood.

In the pores, in the nose, a little bit of blood came out.

There was no effort to repair those wounds in the first place.

He is worried that the use of the force will affect the soul stripping, and then recruit back into the progress of Feng's magic body.

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