Who is willing to endure the scourging and mocking, to be oppressed all the time, to be insulted and despised everywhere, who is willing to work in obscurity only for more humiliation and torture, who is willing to let the half-dead remnant be filled with groans and sweat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

To live or to die, that's the question. The fear of death, the uncertainty of the afterlife, makes people in suffering fearful, and their worries turn people into cowards, so they prefer to endure the present suffering rather than run to the ...... Maybe it's another kind of suffering.

To live or to die, that's the question. For Hughes, if he could not successfully climb to the top of the pyramid, then he would rather die there.

Xius took a deep breath, calming the churning blood in his chest and calming down his slightly hot head. Looking at the beautiful emerald stone in front of me, will it be a beautiful bubble, and it will shatter your dreams at any time!

Lift your legs, take a step, move forward. The speed is not fast, and there is not a trace of hesitation. Either you succeed, or you die, that's all.

If you let ordinary people face it, is there such an open-mindedness!

When entering the puddle, Hughes felt that his soul had detached from his body, and his body could not do any command from the brain, and even felt that he had only a clear brain left, and the other bodies had been separated.

"What should I do, I can't control my body. "Hughes realized that he was like an outsider, watching his body move slowly, but there was nothing he could do.

"Stop!" cried out in his heart, but his body remained unmoved.

Slowly, as he got closer, Theseus's body was pulled to the side of the water column by a certain force. At this point, Xiusi let go of it, but tried to reach out and grab the emerald stone, I don't know if it was an illusion, at the moment of grabbing the emerald stone, the light of the emerald stone suddenly brightened, the time was very short, so short that people suspected that it was just an illusion. However, the moment Hugh grabbed the emerald stone, he suddenly felt like his soul had returned, at least, he was now free to move.

Saeki took a step forward, as if to look more closely, "How can this be, according to the records, he should have been dismantled a long time ago." Don't...... Don't...... This can't be!" Saeki suddenly rushed towards Theseus.

Wako reflexively wanted to follow, but after taking a step and then hesitantly retracted, it was better to be careful.

In the blink of an eye, Saeki had rushed to the puddle, but when he wanted to move on, a faint and almost transparent light cloth stood in front of him, "Break!" Saeki shouted and reached out to push it. Saeki's right hand, which contains Saeki's full strength, is like an indestructible blade that can even tear through space. But when his hand touched the bare cloth, it was like a hammer hitting the air, empty and unresponsive.

"How so...... Not good!" Saeki suddenly couldn't sense the sensation of his fingers, as if the fingers had been detached from his body. Saeki wanted to retreat, and a very strange thing happened, he wanted to exert force, but he didn't focus on it, as if his soul had been excluded from his body, and his body no longer obeyed any of his orders. To put it more bluntly, no matter how strongly Saeki wants to do something, Wako's body will not listen to him, and the two seem to become two independent entities that do not interfere with each other.

The touch of the wind blowing through the skin, the beating of the heart, these human sensations Saeki can no longer feel. If it weren't for the clarity of his mind, he would even suspect that he was dead.

Then something even more terrifying happened, Saeki's right finger was disappearing, like a petrified thing disappearing in the wind, silently, and what was even more terrifying was that in the face of the decomposition of his fingers, Saeki didn't feel the slightest feeling, as if watching other people's fingers decompose.

For the first time, Saeki felt that he was so vulnerable, and at this moment of life and death, he didn't even have the slightest chance to resist.

"Hell, what's going on!" Saeki let out a heart-rending call, of course, it was just his personal feeling, in fact, his mouth didn't move at all, and he couldn't move.

Saeki tried desperately to retract his hand, but he couldn't achieve such a simple movement by all means. Seeing that the little half of his arm was ruthlessly disintegrated, Saeki remembered a warning that had been passed down from generation to generation, "If you can't get the approval of the power of fate and want to take it, you will be ruthlessly decomposed, so please be cautious!"

"Could it be that I was abandoned by the power of fate!! an unbelievable emotion came out of Saeki's heart, he has always believed that he can find the power of fate, he has always thought that he is the ruler of the power of fate, and has always dreamed of a better future after having the power of fate, and now, all this will be gone with the wind, and even have to pay the price of his life!

Looking at Saeki's distorted face and looking at the danger he was currently suffering, Xius couldn't help but feel a sense of unbearability, especially when he thought of the care he had taken care of himself along the way, Xius felt that he should do something for him.

Xius stretched out his hand to push it, but before he could touch the other party's body, Saeki, who had been stuck with the light cloth, flew backwards.

Waco has been standing behind and observing, thinking of the benefits of getting the power of fate, if you don't try to regret it for the rest of your life? Seeing the situation that Saeki suffered, Wako naturally knew in his heart that there was a certain danger, but compared with the benefits obtained, he should still try to fight.

Of course, Waco didn't know anything about Saeki's situation that he couldn't express in words, he just wanted to believe what he saw, he only saw that Hughes reached out and wanted to grab Saeki, and then Saeki had to withdraw.

Wako definitely won't believe what Saeki said about "the successful get the power of fate, and the loser perish", hmph, he just wants to use these words to scare himself off, he's not dead yet, this deceitful guy.

As long as there is a way out.

With this thought, Wako jumped high and slashed down with the broadsword in his hand after spinning 180 degrees in the air.

With Saeki's previous experience, Wako used Qi Yuan more to retreat at any time, and the knife seemed to be very fierce, but in fact the strength was not strong.

Something equally strange happened, the knife silently collided with the bare cloth, and then the blade was quickly disassembled. Waco is not in a hurry, and constantly improves his strength in order to break through the obstacles of the light cloth. However, when he raised the Qi Yuan to about eighty percent, and the light cloth still didn't make any waves, Wako thought it was time to retreat.

The light cloth, which was so transparent that it was difficult to detect, seemed to have absorbed some kind of power, and it slowly became clear, and even slightly emitted colorful light on the surface of the light cloth. When Wako tried to turn around and retreat, he found that the transparent light cloth seemed to be sticky, and it was firmly glued to the knife. Faced with this situation, Vako immediately wanted to abandon the knife and turn back, but the tragedy happened again, Vako wanted to release the knife, but his hands continued to clench without obeying the instructions. Once again, what Saeki had just suffered happened to Wako.

Soon, the steel knife was disassembled in its entirety, and immediately after, began to disassemble Wako's hands.

There was no pain, no sensation, but the eyes could clearly see that their hands had turned into fine dust and drifted away in the wind. Wako felt like he was dreaming, a real dream, a dream that might not wake up again.

Thinking that he might just be broken down like this, Waco screamed in horror. Although he felt like he was shouting loudly and loudly, in fact his mouth didn't move at all.

"Save me......" Although his mouth couldn't move, his dark eyes unabashedly revealed a message of helplessness and distress.

Since Saeki can leave this ghost thing, then it means that there must be something that can help him, and the most likely, it should be this little bastard in front of him! Although he is very reluctant to ask the other party for help, but in the face of life and death, Wako finally puts on a pitiful appearance in order to win the sympathy of the other party.

Hughes looked at the frightened face and pitiful gaze, who would have thought that the invincible Vako would have a moment of low breath. Therefore, the world is impermanent, don't be so dragged when you are fine.

Just as Theseus was trying to save him out of humanitarian intentions, he saw the ferocity in the depths of Vako's eyes. Hughes suddenly had a thought: Is Vaco a grateful person, will he kill people for the sake of saving face after I save him?

Hughes pondered what Vaco had done and said along the way, and realized that Vaco was not worthy of anyone else to save him!

Vaco seemed to see that Xius was not saving, and his eyes suddenly became fierce and vicious, and the eerie feeling even made Xius feel a little cold.

"Save Lao Tzu!" Although he couldn't speak, Wako still conveyed the thoughts in his heart with his eyes unmistakably.

A beggar can't become a celebrity even if he wears a famous brand, a hooligan can't express a gentleman's temperament even if he wears a suit, and a temperament and prestige developed by long-term living habits cannot be expressed or replaced by a few clothes. Cultivating the powerful Wako from the fight of life and death, even if he can't move or be lucky at this time, just relying on the deterrence that he exudes during an ordinary vicious fight makes Xiusi feel cold.

The strength of the strong includes the level of cultivation, the experience of the old way, and a kind of mentality and temperament. This is the conclusion that Hughes came to at this time.

Since he is unkind, he does not need to be righteous to him. Theseus once again found a reason for himself not to be saved.

With no way to ask for help, Wako had to pin all his hopes on Saeki, an old friend, but unfortunately he couldn't turn around, he couldn't call for help, and he couldn't see what Saeki was doing at this time.

At this time, Saeki has completely lost his mind, and his dream of many years is now ruthlessly shattered in front of his eyes. Discouragement, disappointment, depression, and despair rush to my mind, and even a suicidal thought appears in my mind from time to time.

"How could this be, why did you choose him! In terms of strength, in terms of potential, in any aspect, I am better than that kid, why, why did I choose him!"

"Most of my life's efforts are just to marry others!"

A heavy tiredness crept up in his heart, and Saeki just wanted to sleep motionless for a long time, and he didn't bother to move!

Wako knew that he was finished, and at this time he only had one head left in the air, and even if he broke free of the bare cloth now, it would be difficult for him to survive with only one head.

When I saw Bella's soul in Hanxi River, I was always uneasy in my heart, and when she left, the meaningful sentence "I'm waiting for you to come down" actually made her heart beat. The long-term cultivation career has made me particularly sensitive to that sixth sense, and it is this sensitivity that has allowed me to escape the defeat again and again. So when I felt the danger in the third trial, I didn't hesitate to retreat. Saeki's lobbying and exit restrictions allowed him to stay, and his curiosity and greed for the power of fate led him to follow Saeki here.

I'm so unwilling......

Vaco resigned himself to his struggles, remembering the experience of his life, and suddenly felt so eager to see Bella again, her youthful air, lively smile, and ...... Her seductive body was inextricably entangled with her thoughts.

"Bella, are you really waiting for me. Vaco muttered to himself, his lips, which had been out of control, turned up slightly, leaving a beautiful arc.

Without any sound, a generation of bullies Wako quietly disappeared into Xuanyuan Cave, and there were no bones left.

Xius held the power of fate in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy in his heart, the division between life and death was so direct, and a powerful Qi realm master like Wako had no room to maneuver in front of death.

"I must live better, I will definitely live better. With his hands clasped, Theseus swore to himself.

Because of the force, the nails dug deep into the flesh, and a few drops of blood squeezed out along the gap. And when the power of fate, which had been held in his hand, touched the blood droplets, it suddenly burst into glory and was extremely hot.

The power of fate pulls the blood, absorbs it, and finally slowly dissolves into it.

"What stings my eyes, how many years have I not felt the taste of tears again. Saeki, who had lost his mind, was awakened by a kind of glorious light, and looking at the emerald stone in his hand that was as dazzling as the sun, a deep pain pierced his chest.

"It's all this abominable little bastard! Yes, it's all him! If he hadn't gotten the power of fate first, how would the power of fate have rejected me? If my great ancestor could succeed, then what reason would I have failed! My goals, my dreams, everything I have, all ruined by that little bastard!" the more Saeki thought about it, the more pain in his chest became, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Saeki fell to the ground.

The power of fate was not large, so it quickly dissolved into the wound of Xius, who opened his palm to take a closer look, leaving nothing but a shallow scar, not even the blood that had just been shed was gone.

At this time, Xius happened to see Saeki vomiting blood and falling to the ground, and hurriedly ran over to investigate.

"You give me back the power of fate!" Saeki suddenly jumped up from the ground, grabbed Hughes by the neck and lifted it up, and roared in a fierce and angry voice, his blood-stained cheeks looking especially hideous.

"You ruined my life, I want you to live and die!"

"The power of fate, the power of my fate!"

"What I can't get, no one else can think of!"

"You should die, you should have died a long time ago!"

The face was as terrifying as a demon, the eyes of hatred even splashed with sparks, and the dry palm became more and more forceful, and Xius even suspected that he had not been suffocated to death, and his neck was cut off by the other party. (To be continued.) )