Chapter One Hundred and Six; Lu Bai recalled three articles

At that time, the teenager left home and embarked on the road of penance in order to think about it in hindsight, which he felt was ridiculous. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The first stop is Qingshan Town. Originally, I didn't plan to stay for long, but I just planned to find a suitable place, which was to break away from the mercenary team. However, who knows, it was targeted by a mercenary group that was there at the time.

There is no other reason, just for the treasure left by a predecessor who doesn't know how long he has been dead.

The young man had to go deep into the mountains and forcibly endure penances that he could not even imagine.

A huge waterfall poured down, washing fiercely, the young man's immature body.

Let the water stains and wet the whole body, but also indifferent. The teenager's breath was rapid, and he gasped for breath.

Looking at the appearance of the young man, in the eyes of the old man on the side, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

During this time, I got along with the teenager day and night. The old man clearly knows the resilience of the youth. Even so, it was made to this by burning blood.

Numbness, intense numbness. At the same time, it is mixed with heat and pain.

It was hard for the boy to imagine that if he continued, he would not be driven crazy by the burning of blood. Now, with the help of the waterfall, the feeling of this is weakened.

"Damn!"

The old man sighed and looked at the sky: "Nalan Yanran." Do you know what kind of monster you have awakened in these three years?"

The old man's whispering was inaudible to Nalan Yanran, not even to the young man.

After a while, the boy walked out, gritted his teeth, and said, "Teacher, go on." ”

The old man looked at the young man who was still a little panting, and the red marks on the young man's body that should have been scratched out of numbness. In the originally old eyes, cloudy tears appeared.

"That's enough, rest! That's all for today. ”

"Don't!"

"I said, that's enough!"

"I don't want it, I don't want it. When I was resting, Nalan Yanran was accepting the top cultivation of the Yunlan Sect. The little doctor fairy is still suffering in Qingshan Town. I can't rest yet, I can't stop yet. It's not just that I'm unyielding, but that I can persevere. Go on, teacher. ”

Looking at the resolute eyes of the young man, the old man couldn't say anything. That's right, the boy is telling the truth.

When the teenager was resting, Nalan Yanran was the recipient, the top cultivation of the Yunlan Sect. Nalan Yanran, who is already extremely talented, coupled with careful training, if the young man does not practice hard, the gap will only get farther and farther.

The young man lay on the ground, and after the old man's hand flipped over, a jade bottle appeared in his hand, and he tilted it up with some trembling.

A drop of red liquid like blood appeared, mixed with majestic fire attribute energy, and directly dripped onto the young man's back.

Just a drop on it, suddenly there was a sound like a burning stake.

"Ahh

The boy screamed out at once, and his hands clutched at the weeds on the ground, and some of the crushed grass slurry sank into his nails and flesh.

The old man poured some more, and then used jade slices to evenly spread them on the young man's body.

A gasp sound came directly from the boy's mouth. The feeling of being sentenced directly stimulates the young man's brain and rational nerves.

Violent wheezing, like an old cow's breath.

The boy's eyes were bloodshot, and it was hard to imagine what the boy was enduring now.

Maintain that action, run the exercises with difficulty, absorb the surrounding fire attribute energy, and then add bricks and tiles to the young man's cultivation cause.

A few hours later, today's cultivation was over, and after the young man washed it out, he directly collapsed on the ground.

Looking at the paralyzed young man, there was also some unbearability in the old man's eyes. It's the third day. The boy persevered every day, practicing his fighting skills while enduring the severe pain.

Today is good, but the second time, I just persisted, two hours. Originally, according to the previous time, the old man thought that an hour and a half was the limit of a teenager. The boy is a teenager who has broken through that limit alive.

When he woke up the next day, just as the boy was about to cultivate again, his powerful soul power noticed that someone was approaching in the distance.

"Looks like you're aware of it. ”

"Hmm!"

"The person who came is not like an idle mercenary, but has come here for a purpose. ”

"It seems that the wolf-headed mercenary group still hasn't given up!"

"Let's go check it out. ”

"Hmm!"

After a brief conversation, the boy bent his knees and jumped straight away.

Coming to the tree, the nimble boy who was as nimble as a monkey came there quickly.

The boy hid in a tree and looked at the forest below, and he didn't dare to breathe. It's not that his opponent is strong, but the mercenaries who came this time, obviously something is wrong. The slightest mistake may reveal where he is.

After waiting for about a meal, a person slowly groped through.

Seeing the figure appear, the boy immediately lowered his breathing. A pair of eyes are like eagle eyes, staring at the person in front of them.

On the man's body, he searched carefully, and then found a badge on his chest. A coat of arms with a wolf's head. Obviously, it was the wolf-headed mercenary group that had been chasing and killing teenagers during this time.

Sure enough, there was no intention of giving up.

muttered in his heart, for the person in front of him, the young man directly turned it into an enemy.

The strength of the person in front of him is obviously the level of a one-star fighter. To be able to enter here, I am afraid that there is a certain amount of luck in it.

The young man looked at the man's tracks, and it was obvious that he had been where he had been. The young man immediately gritted his teeth, and the person in front of him couldn't stay. The boy didn't have time to go back to clean up, so he could only immediately kill the person in front of him.

The boy bent his knees and shot straight out in front of him, like a cannonball.

A strong wind pressure appeared, and the people below suddenly noticed it, raised their heads, and saw young faces approaching quickly.

This face has long been deeply seared into the minds of each of them during this time. At this moment, the man didn't have much panic.

In the Monster Mountain Range, Monsters will appear at any time. If every time a demonic beast suddenly appears, it has to be frightened, and the mercenaries can't be killed here.

With years of mercenary experience, I know that there is no chance to be missed. Whether it's killing a teenager or escaping, you have to fight back.

The mercenary quickly stretched out his hand, pulled out the machete behind his back, and immediately slashed at the boy.

The boy reached out and grabbed the giant ruler behind him, only moving it slightly before his body fell to the bottom.

The machete slashed at the giant ruler, and sparks suddenly rubbed out. The young man slapped his palm on the ground, and his body twisted directly with the palm of his hand as the axis.

The counterattack force on the giant ruler bounced the mercenary's machete away, and then the boy directly took a foot and slashed it from the bottom up.

Although the giant ruler has no edge, under the young man's scorching fighting spirit, it is also like a sharp sword. directly cut off the mercenary's head with a strange trajectory. Blood spurted out, splashed directly three or four meters high, and then poured down.

The boy stabilized his body and jumped away.

The boy breathed rapidly, drops of blood spilled down, and then slowly raised his head, looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes suddenly widened.

The flying head, still standing still. Blood spurted out.

A feeling of nausea hit me. The boy reached out and covered his mouth, letting out a burst of retching.

The old man was like a ghost, and he appeared strangely behind the young man. looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly became helpless.

In the past, the boy was like a flower, a flower in a greenhouse. I didn't experience any devastation.

Liu Xi's death was burned by the old man.

Galeo was seriously injured, but not fatal.

was surrounded and suppressed by the wolf-headed mercenary group, and did not carry out any killing, which was to highlight the encirclement.

Along the way, he followed the mercenary group and killed a lot of demonic beasts. It should also be, not human, so there is no excessive emotion.

In the end, he still didn't hold back, and vomited out the food in his stomach one by one. It's still a feeling, and there's still a bit of nausea.

Wiping his mouth with his hand, he suddenly noticed the blood on his palm, and his spirit was destroyed again.

"Ahh

After screaming, I suddenly felt sick to my stomach and vomited again.

This time there was no way to vomit, and it was all bursts of stomach acid.

Returning to the resting place, the boy sat on the ground a little decadently, leaning against the rock wall and looking at the waterfall in front of him.

"What's wrong!

"Well, it's a human life anyway. I look at a life, whether it dies directly in the hands or in my hands. I, I, I ......"

The old man is helpless, this is what every strong man must experience. In the hands of any strong man, there is no human life in two. On this vindictive continent, whoever has a hard fist is fair. Who cares who you really are and who you are.

"Life, then, how do you count the monsters along the way!?"

"But, ......"

"Isn't that the same thing? Warcraft is no different from humans. They also have their own family, their own friends. And Warcraft can turn into humans, what is the difference between Warcraft and humans at this time. ”

"You only see humans, but you don't notice that Warcraft is also a life. You kill the monster, so to speak, to survive. However, you killed that person to survive. If you don't kill him, he will kill you. Even if I can't kill you, as long as I run back and say that I found your traces, do you think you can continue to stay here and cultivate?"

"Remember, you can't be a murderer, but you can be a strong person who draws a knife for the sake of your friends and family. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he directly turned into a wisp of smoke and got into the young man's ring.

The boy sat there, alone in a daze. It's not that the boy doesn't understand, but, after all, this is the first time he's killed someone. That inexplicable guilt, really, really, really, so unpleasant.

Perhaps, after a few years, the boy will once again kill many enemies in front of him. However, this time the scene will be imprinted for a lifetime, like an imprint, deeply imprinted in the depths of the soul.

(This clip is just based on "Breaking the Sky", Xiao Yan's cultivation period in the canyon, adapted from it.) And the potato text, there is no connection.

You can think of it as a pure YY fragment of yourself.

In the future, all the fragments related to other novels can only be regarded as my own reverie.

I like it and I can use it as my original plot.,I don't like it to be a fanfiction.。 )

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