On the hill in the summer, Zhao Zilong was completely unconscious on the ground, Tu Shen stood beside him and couldn't help, he could only wait and watch anxiously, although he tried to help Zhao Zilong tide over the difficulties, but now the changes in Zhao Zilong's body are not something that outsiders can help, and he can only rely on himself.

The most important thing is that Zhao Zilong fell into a deep stupor, and he couldn't wake up.

You must know that Zhao Zilong has endured unprecedented pain today, and fortunately, it is him, if he were someone else, he would have suffocated to death long ago, and he would not be able to bear such pain and torture.

Now, he had fallen asleep under the condition that he could not bear such painful torment, and the pain in his body continued, so that he could pass out in such a situation, and you can imagine how deep his coma was, unless he himself could wake up, it was impossible for outsiders to wake him up with external force.

Zhao Zilong's current condition is equivalent to a deep sleep, or even a vegetative state similar to mental death.

He couldn't bear that pain anymore, so consciousness entered the depths of his mind and fell into a deep sleep. External forces can't intervene, he wants to wake up, he can only rely on himself.

Perhaps, he is really tired, he doesn't dare to wake up, he doesn't want to wake up, he just wants to sleep well, because he is really tired, so tired!

From the time he was sensible to the present, his life was destined not to allow him not to work hard, so from the age of six, he had to beg hard, try to find some food that others discarded to satisfy his hunger, otherwise he would not survive.

Later, he came to the capital, although he was not worried about food and clothing, but because of the not-so-glamorous identity background of the 'illegitimate son', he worked very hard in all aspects of school, because if he didn't work hard, he could only become a laughing stock and could only be trampled under the feet of those gentlemen with deep backgrounds.

After the summer of the age of seventeen, he became a cripple and entered a 'death training camp'. In this cruel mercenary training camp, if you don't work hard, you will not only have no food, but also die, because the elimination rule here is to win and advance, and the dead will be eliminated.

In the years that followed, he successfully fought for his life in the underground of the West for a short time, and finally achieved the name of the Emperor of the Eternal Night, he never stopped to rest, and has been fighting.

After more than a year of money, he returned to Huaxia, living a leisurely and comfortable life on the surface, but in fact, he never slacked off for a day, because there was a huge hidden danger in his body at that time, and he was still struggling and working hard to live.

Since opening up the second martial vein, he thought that every qiē would be smooth sailing, and he would no longer have to be so tired. However, as powerful monks in the small world continue to appear, this young man, who has been working hard since he was a child, and does not dare to stop, works harder, because he does not want to be weak, and he does not want to be drowned by the waves of the big time.

Until Pan Yuhong left and Murong was taken away by Baiyi, Zhao Zilong worked harder, because he had more responsibilities, and he couldn't stop those responsibilities.

In Zhao Zilong's short life, countless people envied him, and he seemed to be infinitely beautiful, but few people could think of how much he had paid for it!

Perhaps from the beginning, his purpose was just to live well.

Just to be alive.

In order to be able to live, he has had to live harder and more tired than his peers since he was a child, because he needs to solve the problem of food and clothing on his own. After that, in the process of growing up, he must work harder for the dignity and glory of the young man's heart.

Recalling the past years, Zhao Zilong was too tired, his nerves were too tight and too tight, and now once he couldn't bear this pain from all over his body and even to the depths of his soul, his consciousness fell into a deep sleep and didn't want to wake up again.

Tired, really tired!

I just want to get some good sleep and get some sleep.

Zhao Zilong had a dream that he had slept for a long time, but in his sleep he was haunted by nightmares, and there were annoying demons that disturbed his sleep, making him sleep extremely uncomfortable.

He thought of Pan Yuhong, thought of the warmth and beauty of the days before Pan Yuhong left, and only felt that he missed her so much, and wanted to sleep in her arms, because then he could sleep more comfortably and steadily.

This damn dream was long, and the damn nightmare haunted him, and he wanted to wake up, only to find that he couldn't open his eyes after countless attempts.

He finally got his wish and lay in Pan Yuhong's arms, sleeping very peacefully, but the sudden sound of pain disturbed his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he found Pan Yuhong lying in a pool of blood, and stretched out his hand to him with a desperate face, his eyes were full of longing and helplessness.

So he woke up, only to fall into another dream. In that dream, he saw Murong in white clothes.

Murong looked indifferent, like a fairy in the dust, out of the dust, which made men all over the world fall for it.

He saw Murong and ran over in surprise and called Murong's name loudly, Murong finally saw him, but with a cold and arrogant face, he stepped back.

Zhao Zilong was so anxious that he chased after him shouting.

Murong looked at him coldly, retreating faster, no matter how hard Zhao Zilong tried, he couldn't catch up, he could only see Murong's figure becoming more and more blurred, and finally turned into an illusion and disappeared into a dream.

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The god of slaughter sat quietly in the thatched hut on the hill and kept watch for seven days and seven nights.

For the first three days and three nights, Zhao Zilong's whole body maintained an extremely high temperature and fell asleep on the ground, and then the temperature in his body tended to normal, but there was an inexplicable aura of fear from all over his body.

Tu Shen watched Zhao Zilong's situation carefully, afraid that he would die, so he clearly remembered that there was always a breeze swirling on the hill where Zhao Zilong was lying, and he never stopped.

At first, Tu Shen did not notice this special phenomenon, and it was not until Zhao Zilong's body temperature returned to normal that he noticed this strange phenomenon.

There are a lot of mountain winds here, which is not strange, but the strange thing is that the mountain wind has not stopped, always blowing from all directions, Zhao Zilong's scattered hair, the newly grown saplings and wild grasses around him are the weather vane, the clearest reflection of the wind around him has not stopped.

The wind was a strange phenomenon, and what made the God Butcher even more puzzling was that the wind from the hut where he was located occasionally stopped.

The wind will also be tired, and when you are tired, you will naturally have to rest.

It's just that the wind beside Zhao Zilong is tireless, always blowing gently past him, which seems so natural.

God Tu couldn't understand this phenomenon, but he was sure that this phenomenon was somehow closely related to the special changes in Zhao Zilong's body. So he couldn't hide his surprise in his heart, driven by a strong curiosity, he moved Zhao Zilong to the grass, and then he found that the sky behind him, there was constantly wind pouring into the grass.

Seven days later, Zhao Zilong finally woke up, and before waking up, he seemed to have a nightmare and sweated profusely.

Tu Shen didn't do anything, because he couldn't help Zhao Zilong, and he knew that this qiē could only rely on Zhao Zilong himself. But now that he saw Zhao Zilong wake up, he still couldn't hide the joy in his heart, looked at Zhao Zilong and said, "You're awake...... Creak! ”

God Tu's affection changed dramatically, and he suddenly let out an exclamation, unable to hide what he thought in his heart, and directly put one hand on Zhao Zilong's pulse, and then the affection on his face became even more surprised, and he looked at Zhao Zilong in horror and said, "You...... The veins in your body ......"

Zhao Zilong's face was very pale, and the day before the pain came, he hadn't eaten for seven days and eight nights, let alone drank a sip of water, and in such a situation, he was tortured by great pain and sweated, sweat soaked his clothes, and then dry, dry and wet.

According to this situation, Zhao Zilong was only afraid that he would have died of dehydration a long time ago, but now he was only slightly pale, his lips were slightly chapped, and his mental state was unusually good.

"Restore one." Zhao Zilong looked at God Tu and said, his tone seemed calm, but he couldn't hide his joy.

It is said that Zhao Zilong has opened up three martial veins in his body, and now he has only recovered one, he should be worried or even sad, but no one can imagine the feeling of a person after he gets up from a wasted person.

Even if he only restored one, it also allowed him to get rid of the name of a waster.

Moreover, if one article can be restored, can't the third article be restored the next day?

It should only be a matter of time.

"Congratulations!" God Tu rarely said such hypocritical words, but at this time, he couldn't help but say something from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you!" Zhao Zilong replied more sincerely.

If there is no God Tu guarding here, in this place of barren mountains and forests, not to mention whether anything dangerous will happen in his own body, even wild beasts, snakes and insects can give him a fatal blow.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then laughed louder and louder, and the joy and the heaviness that had been suppressed in their hearts for half a year disappeared in the laughter of the two.

Zhao Zilong took a bath, and when he came out with a change of clothes, Tu Shen had already burned a small wild boar, and more than forty catties of wild boar were torn apart by the two of them and eaten up.

"There are many ways to practice, Buddhism, Taoism, Rujia, and the so-called evil paths, all of which are different. However, in the end, cultivation must be the end of different paths and thousands of streams returning to the sect. Zhao Zilong suddenly talked about cultivation.

Tu Shen listened quietly, knowing that Zhao Zilong already had a new fate and inspiration after breaking through this time.

"The exercises I practiced before were nameless, and even the benevolent man who gave me this set of exercises at the beginning said that this exercise is overbearing, and it is difficult for one out of thousands of people to practice it. I was lucky, so I practiced, but there were big hidden dangers. ”

"After that, with the guidance of the old man Murong Shengtian, I broke through the hidden danger, I thought that I would have no worries from now on, but it turned out that it was just a temporary illusion." Zhao Zilong thought about the situation this time, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the hidden dangers of this set of exercises have always existed, and with my continuous improvement, they are getting bigger and bigger, and they can even kill people." ”

"Fortunately, I met the man in white who took away Murong, and now that I think about it, although this person took away Murong, it can be regarded as Murong's great fate, and I have also gained a lot of benefits. That unphased scripture helped me delay the onset of hidden dangers. Zhao Zilong continued.

Hearing this, God Tu couldn't help but interject: "But that set of Phaseless Sutras still can't completely solve the hidden dangers in your body, otherwise you won't be in a desperate situation this time." The question is, why is it being restored this time? ”

"The Force, or the power of the Witch." Zhao Zilong said, feeling something in his heart, stretching out his hand in the void, as if he was living in something, but in fact it was just a cloud of air. "The power of heaven and earth is in my hands."

The God Butcher was shocked, as if he had realized: "You mean that the real power is in the void between heaven and earth?" ”