You can't imagine what it is like for a person to run the rest of the time except for a short period of eating, drinking and excretion, except for a short day and two hours of sleep. Vertex updates are the fastest

You can't imagine that such a handsome and prosperous young man would not give up despite the sun in the scorching heat and turning over one uninhabited mountain area after another, even though he was sweating and panting like an ox; You can't imagine how terrifying it is to go against the cold wind of minus 30 degrees Celsius in the cold winter.

You can't imagine that when Murong walked through city after city, mountain village after mountain village, he still couldn't find his sister's mood.

Powerlessness, fear, extravagance.

So, he's thin, he's dark, he's vicissitudes.

It's as if overnight, a different person.

But it was this crazy and lifeless running that created his current strength.

A person's potential needs to be developed, and the more potential there is, the greater the development, so this year-long run has doubled his speed at the peak of two points!

It's not one in two, it's in two!

Therefore, his current speed is more than seven times that of the ordinary two-point peak level!

This is a terrifying number!

This may be a number that can open a chapter in history, and it is a number that everyone has to admire!

Or, in everyone's opinion, this number is even a sword immortal, even if it is Wu Haotian, he has to give a high thumbs up and say 'bull * awesome!' ’

However, the two of them may be able to better understand the bitterness in Murong's heart.

Not for anything else, because they have also experienced it firsthand, first the pain of hoarseness, and then the improvement of strength.

They are tragic men, and they would rather not have their own strength in exchange for a life that is nothing more ordinary.

"Uncle Wu, we're meeting again." Murong Junfeng said with a smile.

Wu Xinglei reacted from surprise at this time, and said a little incoherently, "Are you Murong Junfeng?" ”

"Yes, uncle, don't tell me you don't remember me." Murong Junfeng smiled and joked, "Do I look so popular......

As he spoke, Murong also touched his face with his hand, "Isn't it tanned, everyone has become ugly?" ”

“”

Wu Xinglei and the others looked at Murong a little speechlessly, but they had to admit that Murong, who was 1.85 meters tall, had that standard figure, and that handsome face that killed everything in seconds, even if he said that he felt that he was black, he was still very white.

"Murong come on, come here to speak." Wu Xinglei immediately waved at Murong, and then pressed Murong on the chair, looking at him like a monster.

Murong swore that this feeling was really uncomfortable.

"Tsk." Wu Xinglei shook his head and sighed, "I found out, monsters are friends with monsters, my son is a monster, but how do I think you are more monsters than my son?" ”

"Why, uncle, you're laughing." Murong Junfeng replied a little embarrassed, "Wu Haotian, he is much better than me." ”

"He's better than you? After fighting for so long, don't say anything, he doesn't even have a figure, how can he be stronger than you?! Wu Xinglei said angrily.

"Really?" Murong asked curiously, "Then where did he go?" ”

"By his master" Wu Xinglei just wanted to say angrily, but he reacted suddenly, immediately covered his mouth, and then said a little timidly, "I was taken by the sword immortal seniors who didn't know where they were." ”

"Sword Immortal Senior?" Murong's eyes suddenly lit up, and whoever mentioned the word 'Sword Immortal' would have a feeling of blood in the bottom of his heart!

"Yes, it's been almost a year since I was taken away by the predecessors of the Sword Immortal, but I didn't even have a letter, you said that there was no hurry, now is the time for a shortage of people." Wu Xinglei said helplessly.

"It's okay, uncle, don't you see I'm here, you can help me be him, and I'll help him finish his work." Murong smiled a big smile, his two big eyes were raised, and his small mouth was wide open, like a child.

If Wu Haotian is still there, he will be glad that this man has not changed, at least he will still be cute.

At this time, Wang Tianming came to Wu Xinglei, "Who is this kid?" ”

"He is Feng'er's fellow disciple, and of course he is also a good friend." Wu Xinglei said happily, "I came to Zhenguo Mansion once a year, you weren't there at the time, he came and left in a hurry, I don't know his strength, I see ...... today."

Wu Xinglei and Wang Tianming turned their heads in unison, looked at Murong who was still sitting on the chair and smirked without knowing the truth, and said, "Perverted! ”

“”

"Okay, without further ado, let's get down to business now!" Wu Xinglei hurriedly straightened his face and said, "Murong, are you here to participate in the war?" ”

"yes." Murong immediately said, "I came from a small mountain village near the land of martial artists. ”

After only a second of listening, everyone was shocked!

Across the entire Han Dynasty, but it only takes eight days?!

Or is it a two-tiered one? How fast is this kid?!

But this time, Wu Xinglei didn't continue to be surprised, but immediately asked, "Murong, aren't you looking for someone?" ”

"yes, but they didn't find it."

Even if Murong tried his best to make himself cute, even if Murong tried his best to make himself happy, the sadness in his eyes pierced into the hearts of Wu Xinglei and Wang Tianming like a sharp sword.

How much pain did this child endure?

Wu Xinglei didn't know, but he knew that he wanted to tell this child about the cruelty of war.

"Murong, you must know that war is not a joke, people may die at any time, if you are sure to join the army, you must obey my orders." Wu Xinglei said solemnly.

"No problem." Murong replied without thinking about it.

This time it was Wu Xinglei's turn to be surprised, there are too few people who sacrifice their lives for the country like this, what is this kid trying to do?

"Why?" Wu Xinglei still asked.

Murong was stunned for a moment, and then showed that big smile again.

"Because, I have someone I want to protect."

Two years later, the fierce abyss.

In this world, both the ground and the starry sky are like landscape paintings, with fluidity, and there are still thousands of red light patterns spreading in the air, like shackles that wrap Wu Haotian to death.

And now Wu Haotian is sitting quietly on the pitch-black ground, as if there is a layer of blurry white cover around his body, which has been resisting the red light of the outside world.

At this time, Wu Haotian no longer had the panic he had when he first came, but instead had a calm and calm face.

The red light that invaded his body at the beginning had already been cut off by the white light, and finally became Wu Haotian's own power. (To be continued.) )