Chapter 137: Terminal Illness
Silver Float remained on guard, ignoring most of the Shattered Realm warrior's attacks, only defending them when they landed on its head.
He has been silent and incomprehensible, watching coldly, as if the person being attacked is not him.
"It seems that its weakness is its head. The Shattered Realm martial artist squinted his eyes, his mind alive.
It's a bit insulting to be jumped around like a monkey...... But he lived for more than 700 years, and if he didn't even have this bit of face, he would have lived in vain.
He understands that sometimes in the face of higher pursuits in life, dignity is actually just a choice.
Some people regard dignity as more important than their own lives, while others learn to endure after experiencing some things and choose to wear different masks in front of different people. Others simply lose face......
He is not the first, nor is he the last.
The Shattered Realm martial artist flicked his waist, and a soft sword swirled in the air like a swimming snake.
"Hiss-"
The sound of a soft sword slicing through the air is like a snake spitting out a snake letter.
In a trance, it was as if I was in a fantasy world, the surrounding scenery became blurred, and there was a voice whispering in my ears.
The spring breeze and light rain continue with three unique swords.
This is the sword technique he created himself to become famous.
Melt other people's bones like a spring breeze and drizzle, and finally tear the throat of the enemy unconsciously.
Because of his cultivation, the artistic conception attached to his swordsmanship can spread around a radius of kilometers, and all within a kilometer is his domain.
Even if Yinfutu is an alchemy puppet, it has been affected by the artistic conception, and its body seems to be much looser.
He was overjoyed.
Now is the time!
The sword was silent, not even the sound of the air, and the small soft hand that seemed to be as soft as a bone lightly rested on the forehead of the Silver Futu.
Yinfutu suddenly moved, and if it didn't move, it was like thunder.
A knife fell like a thunderbolt from nine heavens.
Yinfutu maintained a standing posture of collecting the knife, as if it had never been knifed.
"You...... Your weakness isn't your head?" the Shattered Realm martial artist looked at the soft sword that only pierced his forehead less than half a centimeter in confusion.
Yinfutu just looked at him quietly, not saying a word.
"It's that I'm too naïve, I didn't expect you to use fraud, I have lived to a dog for so many years. The Shattered Realm martial artist shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The voice fell.
From the center of the eyebrows, a red line runs straight down through the entire body.
Click.
The body is broken in two.
Wang Xiu's eyes showed a satisfied expression, this puppet is not expensive for a thousand high-grade spirit stones.
Coming out of the palace, Wang Xiu divided the army into ten teams to sweep the Ning Kingdom.
Each team was assigned another fifty Silver Butchers.
The Silver Floating Slaughter has too much advantage in this martial arts world, and it can even be directly regarded as a peak martial artist of the Broken Realm who has refined his body.
It's just that the limitation of the Silver Floating Slaughter is that its movement speed is much worse than that of other Shattered Realm martial artists.
If the terrain does not occupy an advantage, it will be difficult for the Shattered Realm martial artist to catch up if he wants to escape.
Of course, the Silver Float will not be dispatched alone unless there are special circumstances.
Either surround the enemy, or cooperate with other powerhouses in Wang Xiu's army to besiege and kill the Shattered Realm martial artists.
Because of the assistance of Yinfutu, the losses of Wang Xiu's high-level subordinates were reduced a lot.
......
Yinfutu is very eye-catching in Wang Xiu's performance in the other world.
And there is a battle scene in the projection spar, which adds a few points to it.
After this incident, many people came to the door one after another to inquire about the alchemy puppet through Pang Yuan's relationship or in person.
Some people bought a few, others just asked and left, and some people were a little moved.
Ren Wu put Bai Shura in charge of these things, and then Ren Wu chose to continue the retreat through the world.
It's a good idea to farm a little more talent before a new out-of-body avatar appears.
In this way, you can also increase the diversity of your talents, and when the time comes, you will have a wider range of choices, and your current talent has no other talents suitable for learning knowledge except for memorization, and memorization only enhances memory.
Back in the retreat room, Ren Wu entered the space of consciousness.
Push open the bronze door, and the Tenth World opens.
White light engulfs consciousness.
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He was terminally ill.
The doctor told him that time was running out and that instead of spending the rest of his days in the hospital, it would be better to go out for a walk and fulfill his dream.
He returned home dejected and went to the company to go through the resignation and handover procedures.
He decided to go out on a trip, and it has always been his dream to travel all over the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.
It's just that it was put on hold because of work.
Before the age of twenty-five, his life plan was to study, and after the age of twenty-five he joined the workforce.
Each stage has its own tasks.
Look back on your life. He suddenly found himself poor.
In addition to the house that is paying off the mortgage.
He packed his bags, didn't tell anyone, and set out on the journey lightly.
During his journey, he ran into her.
It was a sunny morning, and he walked out of the corner of the café and bumped into her.
He apologized to her, and she pursed her lips and bowed her head shyly.
If there is love at first sight in this world, it must be the best I met the most beautiful you.
He stammered, "I'm sorry, I bumped into you, can I treat you to a meal to compensate you." ”
He doesn't have much experience with girls, and he's awkwardly unfamiliar.
There were people around who began to watch.
She shyly turned around and ran away, but for some reason he chose to catch up.
In the end, he lost it.
He was stunned.
Second. He met her in the light bar.
She sat alone in the corner.
Didn't order a drink and didn't fit in with the surrounding scenery.
He went up to say hello.
This is the first time they have communicated.
He knew her name.
Liu Ziyue.
Very nice name.
When a person's world is only gray left, any bit of color that breaks into the world is precious.
As he came into contact with her, he discovered that her hobbies were a striking fit for him.
The relationship between the two quickly warmed up.
He took her to the movies, to the playground, to travel, to the beach......
She's not particularly beautiful. But there is an attractive quality about her.
Sometimes he is also melancholy, and for him there is only time left to count.
I hate my terminal illness very much.
Why is there a terminal illness.
Why did I see the sun when I fell into the abyss.
"You don't seem to be feeling well. Liu Ziyue said.
"No...... I am fine. He looked up and smiled, no surprise on his face.
At night, he tossed and turned.
In a dream, I faintly heard a voice—
"Do you have an obsession, and are you willing to pay for your wishes?"
In his sleep, he rolled over.
"I can help you make your wish come true, but you need to pay ......"
He opened his eyes, and the voice was still ringing in his ears.
Not a dream!
Not auditory hallucinations.
He panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down.
He is terminally ill and has only a countdown to his life, is there anything worse?
He gritted his teeth fiercely, "I do!"