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Vaguely opened my eyes, surrounded by darkness and despair. Yilan struggled to hold up her body, only to find herself suspended in this boundless darkness, and I was already dead. ...
The past is unbearable, and Yilan laughs at herself. This is just a dream. I thought I could settle down in the world of death, but it was just an illusion. ...
Fluorescent highlights, adapted to the sting of dark eyes: "Who?"
"Haha, he is the youngest captain in the soul world." A burst of laughter broke out in the light.
"..." Yilan was silent.
"In fact, I am what you call the ghost king." The light gradually gathered and became a shining bead.
"What? ! "Even if it is as stable and indifferent as Yilan, it is also a big surprise. The legendary spirit king turned out to be a bead!
"Nana, this is my spiritual core. My body was destroyed in the first war between Hugh Mondo and Lingling Ting. " Beads, that is, the interpretation of the spiritual king who turned into the spiritual nucleus.
"Why am I here?" Yilan half propped up and questioned.
"That's because you destroyed the jade in time and broke the plot of Aizen," the spirit king slowly drifted to Yilan. "If Aizen's plot succeeds, I may even lose my spiritual core."
"Oh, get to the point." Ylang is wrinkly to knit. ...
Please confirm and adopt.