Zhibei's body was covered with blood-red cracks, like a porcelain that was about to break, and he stood quietly and silently, as if it would collapse in the next movement, or in the next oncoming wind. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He looked at the dead Diablo with a gaze as solid as a sword, looking at the warm blood that flowed silently, but he gradually lost one new thought after another in his mind. His gaze passed through the corpse of the moon man, and in the continuous dispersion, he flowed to the tragic battlefield that began again not far away-the dashing blonde hair of the ghost king was writhing wildly in the elegant moonlight, and her body was like a swift leopard in the violent collision, with a bloody and bewitching beauty. Although the strange high technology of the moon people made them still have spare strength in the face of the ghost clan, under the attack of the ghost king, like Mount Tai, their not excellent spiritual defense line is gradually collapsing. Zhibei knew that what happened next was a foregone conclusion.

In a trance, Zhibei caught Yongyi's worried eyes floating towards him, although he wanted to return a smile that showed that he was fine, and even wanted to shout again, "Silly girl, give me some attention when fighting!" But Zhibei knows his current situation too well.

If a high degree of order represents the existence of life, then, Zhibei, he is now on the verge of breaking through to disorder. Pain was like an endless sea, setting off a growing wave, and even though he tried to force himself to concentrate, his soul was still like a fragile catkins, drifting in the storm of the dark night.

Zhibei's gaze has begun to dim, in the dim and blurred vision, Zhibei saw the "Kaguya" standing in front of the house and the elf who was thinking of him rushing over, the cute little guy's face that couldn't see the expression, but it was full of anxiety that people could understand in seconds.

Ahhhh......h I'm like a fool! For the sake of his own willfulness, he actually made his family worry again...... complained about himself with unrepentant words in his heart, Zhibei felt warmth inexplicably in the pain that was already numb.

"Are you stupid?" As if a crisp voice came from another world, Moe had already flown in front of Zhibei.

I want to shake my head and refute, and I want to rub my cute little head again, but the current situation can only wait for the resurrection!

"Hey, it hurts! Zhibei! It hurts! Moe Na seemed to be full of anxiety in her voice, "Na! You speak! Zhibei, say something quickly! Even if it hurts, you can shout it out loud! I promise I won't laugh at you! Isn't it good that we can bear the pain together? So, my trainer! Say something......"

Moe's red horn that can listen to the emotions of all things must have also heard Zhibei's soul howling in pain! The crazy pain made her anxious and worried - even if Zhibei could be resurrected after death, it would be too cruel to die in such pain!

"Make a wish! Wish! Make a wish...... "Moe's body constantly exudes a little bit of light, and she hopes that her efforts can make Zhibei feel better.

However, Zhibei's injuries were too serious, and the slight coolness was like an illusion, and he was drowned in the wave of pain in an instant. Zhibei smiled bitterly in his heart, let's get over this matter quickly! is the so-called early death and early superbirth, hurry up and let him die, and then resurrect on the spot with full blood! This is the only thought of Zhibei, who is still strong at the moment.

Well! Very good idea, learn from me...... No, although Zhibei's idea is good, fate always likes to play a funny joke with you in the most irrelevant places.

There are more and more coolness that Zhibei sees as an illusion, and even when the pp value of Meng is exhausted, countless small coolness is still like a fish swimming in the sea, riding the painful wind and rain to break the waves. What's even stranger is that this coolness seems endless, slowing down his pain while repairing every cell in his body.

At the same time, in Zhibei's suddenly clear vision, the system's screen suddenly appeared again.

"Have you finally made it this far? What a terrible willpower, my friend! ”

The news from the ghost of the world used white heroic cursive, occupying the entire screen of the system, and blocking all operations of Zhibei.

"So, has your heart grown and changed?"

So, have you made a choice about the future? So, do you already have the heart of a strong man? ”

"I think yes, if it weren't for that, you wouldn't have woken up so early. So, maybe you're still a little vague, so let me tell you again! Powerful trainers never hesitate, they never hesitate, they are always forging ahead. Do your best to make the most correct choice at every corner of fate, never regret your past, never be bound by fate, this is the noble soul of the hero! ”

"My friend! I have come in response to your wishes, and I hope you will stick to your heart! Of course, you're still far from being a strong man! That's right! I'm just talking about you! Hurry up and throw the festival! Only when you throw another few hundred years of discipline will you have a chance to become a strong man! It's still too tender! Boys！ ”

"Alright, that's all for business! With all your doubts in mind, I think you're getting tired of my chatter! Well, what's next, whether it's the system, or the world! It's up to you to explore! The fetters of the soul are eternal, and the world is charming. ”

These words, as well as that serious nonsense, made Zhibei's eyes a little hot.

The friends who have never met each other conveyed the concern of not knowing how much time and space, and made Zhibei understand for the first time what true friendship is. Of course, that wasn't all the reason why he was moved to cry.

The pain that subsided from the whole body, the relaxation between the relaxation of the soul, all made Zhibei's tear ducts ready to move.

Simply, Zhibei also knew that the current environment was not suitable for tears, so he first rubbed Meng's head, and then said gently: "Meng, I'm fine!" ”

"Huh?? Are you all right? ”

"Yes! It's Moe's concern just now that plays a role! ”

"What...... What! I didn't worry about you just now! I know that you have the power of resurrection, so the steady Miss Ben won't be a little worried! ”

"Yes...... It's ......" Looking at Meng's little bulging little face, Zhibei's mood was a little better, "Well...... Now is not the time to speak, let me explain it in detail when we get this out of the way! ”

Zhibei observed the situation on the battlefield while checking his personal data in his mind with his mind.

He immediately noticed a huge difference, in the level, he was no longer a pitiful level 30, but became level 100, and in the passive there was a terrible passive, [God Body I.] - the initial awakening of the god body, with a soul and body far beyond mortals, and possessed the primary immortality, all scars except for instant death can be recovered in a short time.

No way...... Is this the rhythm of the turn over serf put the song? Zhibei's mind turned such a thought.

(Transitional Chapter...... There is some water, but there is a lot to be accounted for! Well, there's another chapter tomorrow night, by the way, I usually update around twelve o'clock on Saturday night, you all know, right! ）