"That's pretty much it, and it wouldn't be too bad to give in just because someone threatened you! Looking at your frightened and embarrassed appearance before, I really want to cut you with one shot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Hearing the master craftsman's words, the wind directly rolled his eyes.

Nonsense, what man has changed, when he sees that he is on the verge of castration, can he still face the cruel reality with a fearless face?

Murder is just a low head, to say that there is a man who is not afraid of death, this wind believes, because no one can understand the feeling of death better than him; But if anyone says they're not afraid of being castrated, hehe, believe it or not, the wind won't believe it anyway.

So, the wind raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and muttered disappreciatively: "Master, you are completely standing and talking, and you don't have a backache!" Don't say it's me, as long as it's a real man, if anyone can really face being cut off and still have no reaction, I broadcast the three-speed electric fan on the live broadcast day. ”

"Uh-huh~! Speaking of which, it seems to be true! I remember when I pointed the gun at this part of the fellows of Fergus and Cúchulainn, they were all so pale that they stumbled in fright! Skaha squinted and said thoughtfully.

- I said, master, how can you be so skilled, and you have done such a bad thing for a long time, you have done a lot of it!

Just when the wind couldn't help but smile bitterly after listening to the master talking to himself, the master craftsman finally pulled her big beautiful legs that made the wind fascinated and the scarlet magic spear that made the wind frightened away from his body surface.

"-Whew!" Hurricane couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this feeling of being held hostage by this big baby was really terrible.

If someone else does this, even if he can't beat the other party, he will directly teleport and flash first; But in the face of the master craftsman, no matter how bold he is, he will not dare to gamble on this matter.

After all, God knows if he teleported faster, or if the master's gun was faster. Instead of betting on this, it is better to bet that the master craftsman will not really castrate him.

Immediately afterwards, the wind directly hit a carp, turned over and sat up.

"Well, I'm tired to death, and so is the master craftsman! After all, your physical strength is suppressed by the rules to the same extent as mine. ”

This ultra-high-intensity fight lasted for more than three hours, and now the wind only felt that he was almost a wasted person.

As he spoke, the wind used his casual realm and spiritual power to manifest a delicate coffee table and two chairs, and raised his hand with a smile to invite the master to sit down and rest together.

"Isn't that going to work? You must know that after a while, my physical strength has recovered enough to fight again. ”

Shi Jiang looked at the wind who was slumped on the chair and his entire upper body was lying on the table, his thin eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly, and he said with some displeasure: "So, your training intensity is still seriously insufficient!" You know, when I was sharpening other warriors and disciples, in addition to the necessary meals and rests every day, I was either training or fighting with demonic beasts and undead at other times, and I never relaxed at all. But—"

Speaking of this, the master craftsman was rarely calm, his burgundy eyes were slightly distracted, and he sat on the chair by the way, his hands cushioned his delicate jaw, and the whole person began to fall into memories:

"But later, as the mystery faded, the gods retreated to the outside of the world, and because my power surpassed the boundaries of human beings and killed the gods, I was gradually transformed into a demigod over the years, and became a demigod who lost my "death", and then I was banished to the outside of the world along with the country of shadows where I lived."

"Man, while alive, always fears death, hoping to live forever; But after truly becoming an immortal monster, what you gain is often not tranquility and happiness, but deeper despair and completely inextricable pain. ”

Hearing this, Hurricane nodded approvingly.

He remembered the experience in "Accelerated World", a span of nearly seven hundred years, which was really enough to completely collapse a person's will.

At that time, he had completely forgotten his original intention, and only instinct drove his physical body, cultivating day after day and year after year in that virtual world.

Man is not a god, and his innate personality is really too fragile in the face of the torrent of time.

Thinking back to the empty memory that he couldn't recall anymore, Blastwind sat up, twisted his slightly stiff neck, and then pulled a gold bottle from the storage space, along with a whole set of barware encrusted with dazzling gemstones.

The heavy golden bottle, filled with a colorless and clear liquid, was specially purchased by the wind in the system shop, from the peerless wine stored in the Golden Shining [King's Treasury] in the Moon World "F/Z", for which it cost a C-level permission plus 500 fantasy coins.

Storm took out two wine glasses, filled them with the golden bottle, and then placed one of them in front of the master who was sitting opposite, then picked up the other one himself, and took a shallow sip.

The liquor flowed into the throat, and the wind only felt that the brain was filled with a strong sense of expansion, worthy of the peerless wine of the Golden Sparkling Collection, strong and pure, mellow and refreshing, the strong fragrance filled the nasal cavity, and the whole person had a sense of drift.

Immersed in a faint drunkenness, the wind stared at the burgundy eyes, and said with a little melancholy: "Maybe! Who can do otherwise, in fact, the so-called immortality is the greatest malice and curse to people? ”

"Hehe, that's not wrong at all, just for you, I have to have a drink with you." Skaha smiled and picked up his glass, touched it lightly against the wind's glass, and took a sip.

"Oh! It's delicious, it's really good wine! ”

Staring at the clear liquor in the glass, the master also took a deep breath, immersed in the taste of the wine, and his beautiful face was also soaked in a bewitching flush.

The beauty is simply breathtaking.

Immediately afterward, the master craftsman continued: "Although I have been summoned, I am not a heroic spirit to be precise, nor am I a complete god, I have just lost the opportunity to die, and I am in a state of existence that is neither alive, nor dead, nor a god. But—

"If the world I live in and its outer side, even along with the Root Vortex, completely disappear, I will not be able to continue to exist!"

Hearing this, Blastwind couldn't help but smile mockingly, and said, "Waiting for the Moon World to die?" Then you might as well wait for me to kill you! ”

It's no wonder that Hurricane would say this, you must know that before he entered Fantasyland, with the gold-absorbing artifact "F/GO" becoming popular in Asia, TM made a lot of money and directly launched several projects in a row.

I'm afraid that in the real world now, the industry has entered the 'type of month'.

But the master craftsman glanced at the wind with interest, and said lightly: "Well, it's hard to say! Don't you realize that after I was summoned by you today, the time in the present world is too long? ”

With this sentence alone, the wind suddenly sobered up from the faint sense of wine......

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(Ladies and gentlemen, am I the only one who thinks that a book of more than 600,000 words has only more than 6,000 recommendation votes, which is a very desperate thing?) I'm telling you, if you don't stand up to me again, I'm really going to help! /manual funny)