第三十七章 (9 / 11)
        Thestormterclosetotheheadthehalo，alsowithaheadachelikesymptsinpatientswithhypertension.

        I'mabitdown.

        Headlikehittingthesidewall，thebodyhasbeenstopped.

        Thereareyellowsoulgasaroundthebody，whatyoudiderintothedream，isstillinthedream，inthespaceofthetornadodestroyeddaystillinfrontofthedestroyedndinrevolvingslowly!

        Whatisthis?

        Childe，yourarrowsformedthisstorm，ifyou'tstopitassoonaspossible，you'rehere，thesoulofthegaswillbeabsorbedbystormall，eventuallyitwilldestroyyouallhere.

        ThevoiceofYanJinEr!

        I'thelpyou，becauseIdon'thaveadream，youmadeiorm，youwill，andthroughthispowerfulstormpassedtomehere，butthepriceisalittlebig.

        I:YanJinErIneedyourhelp，please.

        Thestormwasmadebyyourarrows，anditisalsoyourons，butitabsorbtoomuchsoul，I'mafraidyouherewillcplementthesoulassoonaspossible，otherwiseyourmindspace，oh，isyourdreamspacewillnotbeabletosupportfortoolong.

        Me:ismyon?

        Thisistheseedofthendoftheloy，itisthesttimewemet，Istayinyourbody，yourstormbroughtthistimeyouwill，Iwillactivatetheseedsinadvaandyouwindmeshbowoutofthedreamspace，butwithyourmindpowersupportwillnotlong.

        Indreamspace，havethesoulspiritsupportitotrestrictedbytime，youtakeitfrseoneelse'sdream，butleavethedreamspace，onlyrelyonyoursenseofpower，mymindisaffectedbythestormsoftheyou'tsaywithyoumore，Iwishyouaspeedygetstronger，fulfilltheirmission.

        YanJinErfihese，youdidn't.

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