"What if I don't?" Chu Qing struggled, roared and then supported the ground with one arm, so that his back was tightly pressed against the wall, one was to prevent the enemy from sneaking up from behind, but to let himself have a better posture to shoot, and the rickety old man took out a sharpened steel bar out of nowhere, and said quite fiercely: "Then I'm sorry!"

Then I saw that the old man, who was still like a dying man just now, looked quite strong, and saw him holding the spear high and stabbing towards Chu Qing, and Chu Qing struggled to stretch out his right hand and prepared to block the enemy's attack with the body of the gun, and the spear became extremely sharp for some reason, directly penetrating the pistol and stabbing into Chu Qing's heart, blood burst out, and muscle tissue flew everywhere. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Qing watched the spear pierce into his body, felt the coldness of the steel bar and the pain in his chest, and then watched the steel bar insert into his heart, and closed his eyes weakly, before finally closing his eyes, he could clearly see the cold expression of the old man and the old hand that looked dry and weak.

"Ahh

Sure enough, it was a dream, Chu Qing wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, the pilot was still sitting in the driver's seat and driving the plane without squinting, Chu Qing touched the coffee cup that was still warm, and said to the pilot: "How long have I been asleep?"

"Sleep, sorry sir, I don't understand what you mean. The driver turned his head and replied strangely.

"What don't you understand, let me ask you how long I have been sleeping?" Chu Qing gently stroked his forehead, not only the psychological effect or something else, he always felt like a mess in his brain, and pain and confusion filled his brain.

The driver looked even more surprised and said, "I'm sorry sir, I only saw you lying in the seat, if I had to say that it was sleep time...... That's probably only twenty to ten seconds?"

"yes, it looks like I'm really worried. Chu Qing groaned in a low voice, he naturally didn't doubt whether everything that happened just now was true, because his left arm could still feel the pain in his heart, that is to say, someone had just done something to himself in the face of this plane, but he didn't feel it in the slightest.

Damn, am I under some kind of curse, or is it possessed by some unjust ghost? If so, I really want to compete with you, Chu Qing grinned quite evilly, but after thinking about it, if it was a curse, it would be a little troublesome, Chu Qing somewhat understood the curse of this world, the curse here is not something that can be easily lifted by killing the spell caster or destroying any magic weapon in a novel, once the curse is launched here, the curse will accompany the person who is cursed for life and life, and it will be used continuously,

The caster must be either dead or maimed, and his descendants will be cursed because of this, ranging from an accident at the age of 30 to the death of a newborn baby after five months.

Therefore, in history, all the spellcasters who launched curses almost always had a deep blood hatred against the cursed, otherwise they would never make a move and fight to the death.

First of all, the caster must be a virgin or a virgin who entered the magister level before the age of twenty, but he must not practice any mental tricks or spells to ensure that the two spells conflict with each other, causing the magician's meridians to flow backwards, and the qi and blood will explode and die, and secondly, his heart must be cold enough to ensure that he will not go mad in the process of cultivation, and turn demons into demons and bring disaster to the world.

Thirdly, and most importantly, the person must be, an orphan.

This seems to be the easiest point but it is not simple, first of all, his parents and family must be killed by one person, and before the age of eight must suffer all the suffering in the world, the suffering of suffering, and the tempering of flesh and blood before they can practice, so even if some famous families want to specialize in cultivating such talents, they can only return in vain, and who would put such a poisonous curse on themselves?

Forget it, anyway, I'm going to see the old man of the Pope in a while, I heard that the old guy has some ability, maybe he can see what clues? Chu Qing thought comfortingly, but for the sake of precaution, he still took out a brown suitcase from the low seat, and then after the familiar pin code, he only heard a click, the lockbox automatically popped open, and an M500 large revolver appeared in front of Chu Qing's eyes, naturally this pistol that was no different from a hand cannon was also modified, in order to deal with more advanced enemies.

But to be honest, it is too powerful for Chu Qing, and with a casual shot, Chu Qing's hand bones can be easily shattered into comminuted fractures, so this is not for himself, or for himself now.

Rubbing the smooth body of the gun, Chu Qing glanced at the matching gun on his waist, this old fellow who accompanied him finally came to retire, Chu Qing pulled it out, looking at its handle with a dragon pattern carved from pure gold and mythril, and the barrel engraved with his name, his eyes showed infinite nostalgia.

"Alright, old man, it's time for us to separate, and I hope we'll see each other again in the future. With that, Chu Qing filled the magazine, kissed the body of the gun gently, then opened the door of the helicopter, threw it casually, and then watched it gradually fall into the boundless forest and disappear into the distant sky.

The next process was relatively boring, Chu Qing naturally gave up the idea of sleeping again, after all, he still didn't know if someone had really cursed himself or something, just in case of accidents or stay awake, so Chu Qing injected diluted adrenaline from time to time to keep his spirits high, and the possible side effects were not something he had to consider.

And as the plane moved forward, a huge and prosperous city gradually appeared from afar, Chu Qing even vaguely felt a faint divine aura emanating from the city, and the melodious sound of the chant was faintly wafting in the air, and a peaceful atmosphere of singing and dancing came out.

Chu Qing took a deep breath and said very comfortably: "It's really a good city." ”

When the plane landed fifty kilometers away in the outer city, there was already a large group of people and horses here to greet him, Chu Qing jumped out of the plane lightly, felt the thickness and fragrance of the earth, and said with a sigh of relief: "I just don't know, if it is stained with blood, what will it be like?"

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