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Time waits for no one, and there is a half-pillar of incense.

Lin Yun and Qingshan looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"It's good that Ruolin isn't here." Aoyama said.

"It's good that Ruolin isn't here." Lin Yun said.

Before entering the valley, they had thought that maybe there would be a time when life and death would be a game, and maybe they would really die, but no one would have guessed that they would face life and death so carelessly, as uncomfortable as a stone in their chest.

"Lin Yun, if I die, please escort my sister home and tell my father that his son has not disgraced him." The two were silent for a while, and Aoyama was the first to speak, as if he had already made a decision. Ruolin is not there, the hope of this generation of Nai family is on his shoulders alone, and he has to do so.

"Qingshan, if I die, please cremate me, send my ashes back to Xiaolin Town, southeast Shanlin, and hand them over to the Zen master of Kushan Temple." Lin Yun didn't hesitate much, either he entered the Ice Mirror Sect alive to find clues, or he left, he was just a lonely ghost.

"Death is death," Lin Yun thought to himself.

"It's a deal."

"It's a deal!"

The two drank it all.

Sting!

Scorch!

Lin Yun felt that there was a breath rampaging through the meridians, as if tens of thousands of ants were biting and gnawing in his body at the same time, his body shook and twitched involuntarily, and in an instant, sweat soaked his clothes again. The intense pain invaded all of Lin Yun's mind, he convulsed all over, his body shrunk into a ball, like a fish struggling to breathe at the bottom of a dry lake, his mouth was weakly open, and even screaming turned into a luxury.

After several years of difficult polishing, Lin Yun's temperament has been extremely tough, but he still can't endure this severe pain. His consciousness began to blur a little, which was a precursor to a coma, and it was his body that responded. The Zen master told him that he fell into a coma several times, but in fact, it was because his body was protecting him, because he was so badly injured that he had to fall into this state to repair his body or spirit. Lin Yun knew that he couldn't fall asleep, otherwise he would definitely not wake up in the remaining half pillar of incense. Sleep here, and the Ice Mirror trip is over.

Can't sleep!

Absolutely can't sleep!

Lin Yun shouted in his heart over and over again, hitting the table with his forehead.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! "Low and powerful.

The struggle between consciousness and body made him even ignore the pain in his meridians for a moment.

The pain is like a beast of the wasteland, swooping in, but disappearing as quickly as a tide. One wonders if the pain just now was just an illusion. The soaked clothes reminded Lin Yun that it was by no means an illusion. He took a few breaths, trying to calm himself down, slowly relaxing his body, and looking up, the incense seemed to be still so long, almost the same as before he drank the bowl of potion.

The sharp pain in Lin Yun's body gradually eased, and although there was still some stinging, it no longer affected his movements. The sleepiness also receded like a tide, but the body was very tired. Lin Yun raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood into the already empty bowl. This was caused by him biting the tip of his tongue several times in order to stay awake.

Turning his head to look, Qingshan was lying on the table, trembling all over, looking the same as he had just been, bent over, his skin was red, like a boiled shrimp. It seems that neither brother has had much luck. Lin Yun, who had experienced pain, knew that he couldn't help much, so he could only secretly cheer up Qingshan, praying that he would just experience some pain and not die.

Reaching out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, Lin Yun waited quietly. Eventually, the tremor in Aoyama's body gradually became less and less until it stood still. The wheezing sound of a cow means that Aoyama is absolutely alive. When he regained his strength, he turned his head and smiled at Lin Yun to reassure him, but his face was pale at the moment, and this smile was really ugly than crying.

"Looks like we're not very lucky." Aoyama smiled.

"My luck has never been good, I'm afraid I'll drag you down this time, but it seems that we don't have to die." Lin Yun still had the heart to laugh.

"It's good to be alive."

Lin Yun didn't answer this, because he had already died more than once.

By the time the dream butterfly incense burned only a quarter of it, Aoyama had been able to resume his normal movements. The two decided not to linger any longer and walked out the door together. As for who in this room, who died, who passed, who gave up, they didn't care about it, they just wanted to get out of this place quickly.

One after another, the candidates fell, some people survived, some people drank it without reacting, and some people were refreshed after drinking. More people are still staring at the porcelain bowl.

There is only a little incense left, and the candidates waiting outside the house, plus Lin Yun and Qingshan, who have just gone out, are only about twenty people. When the last moment came, many people poured out at once, most of whom were unwilling to give up, and went straight to the exit after eating it in one go. When the time for a stick of incense came, Wen Ran walked out, even if a few people came out behind him, they did not stop him.

"Assemble, follow me."

Wen Ran didn't care about the students in the wooden house behind him, nor did he explain anything, but still let everyone follow.

As when they came, the crowd had to trot to keep up. But before he could get far, he heard a roar. Because some of the last people choose too late and don't have time for their bodies to adapt to the power of the medicine, just a simple run will make people run away. The formation had already begun to be chaotic, Wen Ran didn't look back or say anything, and walked at a constant speed.

"Hey, I have two friends who are close to each other, and I can't see death without saving." Qingshan turned his face sideways and smiled bitterly at Lin Yun, and gradually broke away from the team. After a while, there was a candidate on the left and right of Qingshan, and he was almost alone carrying two people running. Judging from the experience of the two Qingshan, they will be able to recover after the small half-pillar incense, and Lin Yun is not too worried. Many children of the family have known each other before, and if they can't say that they will have to deal with the family business in the future, it is not yet time for the final victory, so everyone who can help will help.

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