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Dead heart?

Xin Lin hooked his lips and put on a Xinlin-style smile.

I have to say that although it is very cold, most of the time, like an ice block, Xiao Xinlin's smile is extremely beautiful.

Using the word beautiful, I describe a little girl who is only six or seven years old, and it is not proper.

In addition, Yangquan Temple Lord can not think of any other words.

"You still don't give up? You can't find life and death. This continent, there is no aura, and it is impossible to breed the treasures like birth and death."

The head of Yangquan Temple shook his head.

It's almost a hundred years.

Even if there is nourishment of the temple of Yangquan, but in a hundred years, the flesh is unsustainable.

Ye Lingyue's body, in the absence of blood, has been a limit for centuries.

"The blood mother will soon be able to breed the soul of Lingyue."

Xin Lin insisted.

"How about that, you can't find life and death. There is no life or death, even if it has her soul, it will not help."

The head of Yangquan Temple sighed.

"I will definitely find the birth and death."

Xin Lin insisted.

"You don't have time. After two years, if there is no way to find the life and death, her body will rot. Without the flesh, you still have to think about it, and find another flesh for her. In the ninety-nine, there is no People can bear the soul of a woman who is too cloudy."

The main hall of Yangquan Temple is annoyed.

He really couldn't understand why Xin Lin wanted to be so stubborn.

"Ming Yue's body can only last for a hundred years. Why don't you tell me earlier!"

When Xin Lin heard it, he jumped up and asked.

Such an important thing, why did the former Yangquan Temple owner have never mentioned it before.

She always thought that Ye Lingyue's body can be preserved as long as it is in the Yangquan Temple.

"Her body has always been maintained by the power of the Yangquan Temple, but the power of the temple is long enough. This seat cannot be maintained forever. For a hundred years, it is already the limit of this seat."

The head of the Yangquan Temple is not the person who is not close to the human face. He is also thinking about the Yangquan Temple.

If it weren't for such a careful calculation, how could he keep the Yangquan Temple until now when the temple was collapsed?

Preserving Ye Lingyue's body for centuries is also on the face of Hong Lingtian of Ye Lingyue. It is also said that the master of Yangquan also gave the precious blood mother to Xin Lin.

For the iron **** of Yangquan Temple, it is already an extremely generous move.

"Do you really have a feeling of not speaking?"

Xin Lin's face fell down.

"There is no need to discuss. This seat will give you two more years. After two years, if you can't find the life and death, her body, you take it away."

Yangquan Temple Lord has a cold and cold tone.

Xin Lin is so angry that the temples are jumping straight.

She was too lazy to talk about the theory of Yangquan Temple and went out of the temple.

In the day of Hongmeng, a burst of bleak breeze came, and Xin Lin's mood was calmed down.

"Hey, little girl, don't blame the old guy inside, he just is in his position. It's changed to be you and me. When you get to that position, it will be so selfish."

In the lining of Xin Lin, summoned the candlelight in Tianfu.

The old monsters that have lived to this day in ancient times, which one is not the cold-blooded and ruthless Lord.

If Ye Lingyue is still alive, for the owner of Yangquan, there is still value in use. He will discuss it well, but now Ye Lingyue has been "dead" for nearly a hundred years, and the new Tianyu has settled down in thirty-three days. The opportunity for Ye Lingyue to be born again is getting more and more embarrassing.

Seeing Xin Lin did not say anything, the candle continued to say.

"The whereabouts of the birth and death, we have been looking for more than 90 years, from the **** to find the place where the human birth was born, and then find the hometown of the night, and then from the refining of the goddess of life and death, can find We all looked for it, but there is still no clue. In this world, I am afraid that there will be no more life and death."

In the ninety-eighth year, any clues, candlelights, and Xinlin have been found.

Every time, I have been disappointed.

It's been like this in 1988, and it's only two years.

In two years, the candlelight did not have the confidence to find the birth and death.

"We can't give up until the last moment. If we can't find life and death, maybe we can refine a life and death."

Xin Lin was silent for a long time, and suddenly said.

The symbols are refining, and there is no life or death, then refining one.

"Refining and refining? But in this world, no one knows how the life and death is refining. After the death of the goddess, the refining method of life and death has disappeared."

The candlelight was shocked by the bold idea of Xin Lin.

This little girl, a small kid, always surprises, and says something that makes the candle shine.

"We can look for so many alchemists in the world. There are always people who know the refining method of life and death. If we find someone to refine, we have hope."

Xin Lin smashed the railroad.

Xin Lin said that she did the character of doing it. After she made up her mind, she began to look around for ways to refine the life and death.

The size of the Three Realms, where the people who will make birth and death are in the end, Xin Lin has no clues.

She can only look like a sea of sand, looking for an alchemist.

From the unknown little alchemist to the famous Fang Zun Fang Xian, she almost did not fall.

It is a pity that since the death of the Black Death Star, there have been countless deaths and injuries in the Three Realms.

The original eight famous Fangxian in the realm of the gods, the old and the old, went to go, after Xin Lin searched one by one, there was no one who knew the refining method of life and death.

A year has passed.

Xin Lin's search for the road is still going on.

During the year, the blood mother had experienced the ninety-ninth feeding.

"Life and death is a very special symbol, it is not even among the top ten characters, but its power, but it is likely to override any of the top ten characters, want to refine it, has exceeded I have a range of capabilities."

The last thing that Xin Lin went to visit was Guan Qianqiu.

As one of the few remaining celestial beings, Guan Qianqiu shook his head after learning about Xin Lin's intentions.

It is also a pity for the death of Yuehua Di Ji, but the destiny cannot be violated, and he can do nothing.

"Little girl, you still give up. It is better to find a place to bury the female emperor."

Guan Qianqiu sent Xin Lin out of Fang Xianmeng.

In the view of Guan Qianqiu, the method of refining the characters that Lianfang Xianmeng can't find, these three circles are only afraid, there is nowhere to find clues.

Xin Lin did not answer, and the little figure went further and further, but her pace was still firm.

"Little girl, maybe, two people can help you if you can find them."

Just as Xin Lin was about to go away, Guan Qianqiu suddenly opened his mouth and stopped Xin Lin.