Save Reloading Immortal

Zhuo Bufan is dead, this time he died very happily, or Shang Hangdao gave him a good time.

In fact, even if Shang Hangdao does not kill him, he is likely to commit suicide to Load File, he will not let Xiao Mei die like that.

Shang Hangdao is also fulfilling him!

Going back to the Save File space again. Three white sills stand in front of you.

The three Save File cases are: Nameless Mountain, Dormitory, Chaotic Burial Ground.

According to the timeline, the closest Load File to Zhuo Bufan’s death is the dormitory.

The Save File of the dormitory was saved when he saw the December Junior-Eight, but the Save File could not be read.

Because Shang Hangdao already mastered the Spell, the December Pavilion team was almost completely annihilated, and even Lan Miaoren was dead.

So the best Load File is Nameless Mountain!

The Save File for “Nameless Mountain” was saved by Zhuo Bufan before he decided to enter Yang.

“Fortunately, this file was saved in time.”

Zhuo Bufan is glad that he did not cover the Nameless Mountain Save File.

Just go back to that time, then all the tragedies have not happened yet! Shang Hangdao has not yet realized the Spell. The December Pavilion has not yet alerted the mysterious woman with a mirror.

Zhuo Bufan was a bit flustered when she thought of the woman who was wearing the mirror.

Zhuo Bufan knows very well that the mysterious woman is the character that he can’t kill any time he reads.

Shang Hangdao calls her Mirror Venerate, her identity, even the dead are not qualified to know.

“The woman can’t provoke now, and she must kill Shang Hangdao without knowing it.”

Zhuo Bufan finished, slowly walked to the second Save-File Door, then pushed open the door and walked out slowly.

How can I kill Shang Hangdao without knowing it, this is a problem, and it is a very serious problem.

……

When Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting on the stone platform at the top of Nameless Mountain.

Looking up at the sky, the sun is shining.

“What a bright and warm light!”

Feel the sunshine, the bright light sweeps Zhuo Bufan’s inner troubles.

Be aware that after today, it is annoying rain. Therefore, Zhuo Bufan must cherish today, he has decided in his heart, just today, Entering Yang!

“Xiao Mei, come out!”

Looking down at the four Plum-Blossom Seals on the back of the hand, Zhuo Bufan called out.

But seeing a rainbow shining from the plum blossoms, Xiao Mei, a doll-like appearance, appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan.

“Stinky Bufan, what do you call me?”

Xiao Mei said with the wine gourd.

Zhuo Bufan said nothing, just holding Xiao Mei, her face showed a warm smile.

“Great, that’s great.”

I have witnessed the death of Xiao Mei, but I don’t know why Zhuo Bufan wants to hug her and feel her presence.

He was hugged by Zhuo Bufan, and Xiao Mei was in a stiff position and was in the same place.

After she reacted, she opened her mouth and slammed it into Zhuo Bufan’s neck.

“Let me open you a bad guy, you dare to be a great Aunt, kill you!”

Xiao Mei naturally does not know what kind of feeling Zhuo Bufan feels at the moment. In her opinion, Zhuo Bufan is indecent as she.

However, I feel the kind of hug that Zhuo Bufan is afraid of losing. Xiao Mei, who had bitten the neck of Zhuo Bufan, slowly loosened his mouth.

Until Zhuo Bufan also loosened his arms, there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

“Sorry, I am rude.”

“Nothing, I just want to practice now, I need you to help me protect the law.”

The smile on Zhuo Bufan’s face is very warm, and there are a few separate and comfortable.

Looking at the smirking look of Zhuo Bufan, Xiao Mei sat down cross-legged and sat on the floor holding the wine gourd.

“How do you practice while practicing, what do you do with people? It’s really annoying, Stinky Bufan.”

Xiao Mei muttered in her mouth, and Zhuo Bufan saw it and touched Xiao Mei’s head.

“Let’s please.”

After that, Zhuo Bufan took out a Peaceful Spirit Fragrance and inserted it in the familiar position. Seeing the rising of the day, he slowly closed his eyes and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

“call……”

“December Junior-Eight said that the “Chenivity Way of Heavenly Illumination Scripture” is to be firm and to let the ghosts not fear the sun. From the sun, take a look at Pure Yang.”

Recalling what December Junior-Eight once said to himself, Zhang Fan whispered in his heart.

“Divine Soul ,Leave the Body! ”

Then, Zhuo Bufan’s Divine Soul slowly drifted out of the body. Then sit cross-legged on top of his head.

When his Divine Soul was released from his body, a violent pain was introduced into Soul.

It is like falling into a frying pan, burning in the sea of ​​fire, burning heat, eating the body and Soul.

However, this time, Zhuo Bufan didn’t even scream. He gritted his teeth and let the own Divine Soul struggle to withstand the sun’s roast.

The firm thoughts made him not just want to give up as he did last time.

Last time, because it was too painful. Zhuo Bufan has only one thought in his mind, that is, let the pain end soon.

It was because of that thought that he failed Entering Yang.

December Junior-Eight said that the so-called Pure Yang is not just Pure Yang at noon. Only when you have a firm mind can you achieve true Pure Yang.

As Zhuo Bufan’s mind became more and more determined, the sweat began to fall from his forehead.

For a moment, he slowly opened his mouth and breathed a breath out of his mouth, which had a hot energy and twisted his face.

Soon, Zhuo Bufan, with his determined willpower, has made the own Divine Soul adapt to the painful burning.

However, the pain is everywhere, the feeling, like the palm of your hand in the red iron pot roasting.

It can only be said that Zhuo Bufan’s adaptation is because he is already numb and has no such perception.

As Divine Soul gradually adapts to the radiance of the light, the most crucial step can be taken – Capturing Yang!

“Capturing Yang !”

Suddenly, the black Divine Soul on the top of Zhuo Bufan’s head, with his hands in the sky, a golden light fell from the round sun and poured into the top of Divine Soul’s head.

That is the Pure Yang at noon.

The moment of golden light is like a soul, the pain is even a hundred times more than before.

“Hey…”

Zhuo Bufan made a whisper, listening to people shuddering.

But in pain, it is clear that Zhuo Bufan’s Divine Soul has begun to show a blurry facial features and skin, no longer a black lacquer like before.

“Not good, time is not enough.”

Just as Zhuo Bufan worked hard on Capturing Yang, he suddenly saw that the Peaceful Spirit Fragrance, which was on the ground, had already burned out.

The Pure Yang Jinguang at the top of the head disappeared instantly. The vague five senses that had already emerged also dissipated, and finally turned into a black appearance.

“Rely, Capturing Yang’s time is slow, just a little bit, it will be a little bit successful.”

By the time Divine Soul returned, Zhuo Bufan slammed into the ground with a punch, seemingly regrettable and frustrated.

A quarter of an hour, that is, fifteen minutes.

If he can’t succeed Capturing Yang in fifteen minutes, then everything can only start all over again.

Although Zhuo Bufan worked very hard, very determined, and strong enough to withstand the pain of the big day, but still failed.

Zhuo Bufan pulled his head and Xiao Mei, on the side, didn’t know what to say after seeing it.

In her opinion, Zhuo Bufan has been quite a slave effort. She can see the pain that Zhuo Bufan has just suffered, and it is definitely not the pain that ordinary people can bear.

“No, I have to enter Yang, I must reach Divine Soul Third Layer, I must understand the Spell before the old thief.”

Originally thought that Zhuo Bufan would be depressed, I did not expect him to re-energize soon.

“Then we will continue tomorrow. You are not only a quarter of an hour a day?” Xiao Mei said aside.

After listening to it, Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said: “Tomorrow, tomorrow can’t wait.”

Zhuo Bufan is very clear about what the hell is tomorrow. He can only succeed in Entering Yang today, only today.

“But you have no chance,” Xiao Mei said.

“Opportunity?” Zhuo Bufan lowered his head and bit his teeth, and a determined color flashed through his eyes.

Then, I saw him reach out and called the Myriad Evil Sword from the Storage Ring. Then clenched the sword with both hands and looked at the sharp blade.

Zhuo Bufan leaned his sword against his own neck.

“Opportunity is exchanged for life.”

puff!

Zhuo Bufan’s voice fell, the sword in his hand broke his throat! Xiao Mei didn’t even have time to react. She only saw the blood of Zhuo Bufan’s throat, spewing out, and splashing a bloody color in the air!