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Chapter 947: Fate is like sand between your fingers 3

This magic lasted for more than half an hour before Feng Xinglan slowly subsided.

His face was pale as if he was exhausted, his fingers were trembling slightly, but there was a glimmer of light flowing in his eyes, which looked like a deep pool.

He didn't attract anything!

That proves that she is not dead...

But, where will she be?

...

Jun Feise is indeed not dead.

When she fell into the magma, she sank directly. Perhaps because she was injured and hurt too much, she didn't even sense the heat of the magma in the magma, and even saw Hu Fengnan standing on the shore to watch-

She had already hated him so much that she naturally didn't want to let the other party go, so she threw out the sword threads turned into by the phoenix soft sword, and dragged Hu Fengnan down directly!

Then she felt a big whirlpool below wrapped around her and rolled her in.

After a dizzy and rapid spin, she finally fainted.

When she woke up again, she found that it was in a sea of ​​mandala flowers, with countless mandala petals rotating around her, and countless mandala petals covering her body.

She was wrapped in petals, and colorful light flashed.

She didn't quite understand what was going on, but the pain that was originally burning on her body had disappeared. The petals were as soft as silk, with a faint coolness that made her feel comfortable...

Yes, comfortable.

It was as comfortable as if she was soaking in a warm bath, but she had not tasted this kind of peace of mind for a long time after three days of purgatory.

She lay there quietly, looking at the flying petals, her brain was empty, and she thought nothing more.

I don’t know how long she had been lying like this, but she finally got up and found that her broken calves had grown again, and the blisters all over her body disappeared, and her skin returned to its original tight powder and slipperyness.

Has her regeneration ability evolved terrifyingly?

Or is it the credit of these mandala petals?

She picked up a flower, which swayed slightly on her fingertips, gently touching her fingertips, saying hello to her as if an old friend had met again.

A strange feeling arose in her heart, as if these flowers are her family, her relatives, and her old friends.

She looked down at the broken leg she had once suspected, and some doubted that the leg was condensed from the petals and restored to her legs...

She looked up and saw that the large area of ​​mandala was endless, and she didn't know how much it was.

And in the middle of the flower field there is a small building, which looks like a mandala flower condensed, snow-white, and slightly shining with silver light.

She walked over, pushed open the hidden door, and gave a pause.

A person in the building showed his figure. He was dressed as a farmer, tall, handsome eyebrows, stared at her, and sighed quietly: "You are still here..."

The sound is filled with echoes like a valley, like Zen singing, with compassion.

Jun Feise looked at him for a moment and recognized him. She had seen his statue: "The god in Yunfu Pavilion?"

The man was indeed Yunfu Pavilion. He did not answer Jun Feise's question and sighed again: "I have been waiting for you for a thousand years, just for this day. If you don't come again, I will really not be able to hold on..."

A white light flashed in his palm, and after a moment, two books appeared: "Everything you want is here, and it can make your wish come true. However, this technique is a destiny of heaven and earth, and has great side effects. Once you use this technique, your life will enter the countdown..."

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Chapter completed!
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