Sean is not a person who can endure his temperament, and if he doesn't have to, he hopes that he is just a rich second generation who eats and waits to die and has nothing to do.

There is no need to have a lofty pursuit, nor do you need to force yourself to become a person of noble character, maybe one day he will wake up and reflect on whether the first half of his life was too casual, people set a small goal for themselves in middle age, and then spend the second half of their lives so that their lives come to an end.

If Fei Lie's family was not destroyed, if he was still the unappreciated child of Fei Lie's family, perhaps, he would have made his life superficially full according to his own interests and with the three-minute heat.

Even if the life is soulless, like a perfunctory appearance, at least you don't have to worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt, and you don't have to worry about whether you can survive to the next day.

It is precisely because of the days of the fugitive, the fear that has been suppressed in his heart, and the pursuit of efficiency has become the only way for him to comfort his heart.

The corridor is still the same corridor, there is no end in sight, and there is no turning back.

But it doesn't matter, Sean doesn't feel bored, but enjoys it.

Once people are immersed in something, they can't feel the passage of time, and the most feared thing for many things is contrast, and the same is true for loneliness.

Under Sean's operation, the palm-sized magic array gradually increased, this was the first time Sean went to carry out such a large project, in the past days he had a good helper rubick's book, he didn't have to think about it at all, whether the circle he drew was qualified. Whether the head and tail can be closed, the drawing is not an ellipse.

Failed many times, some getting started.

In addition to the circles one by one, the graphics in the circle are also exquisite, not to draw a circle, the circle can assist himself, will maximize the effect of the spell he wants to cast, and help him save the few magic in his body.

The hand must be steady, not shaking, and concentrated, in order to draw a perfect circle.

The inside of the circle is an orderly pattern, the lines are not superfluous, and each line is like everyone in the world, and it makes sense.

The crosses represent the convergence of mana, parallels indicate that they work independently, and bends, which require a little later skill to fill the circle with mana.

Time passed slowly, and the walls on both sides of the corridor were painted with identical magic arrays, and Sean was very satisfied.

"The last job is to make sure that I don't get involved."

Smiling and crouching down, Sean drew the last circle where he was standing.

Chun dreamed without a trace, but he couldn't remember who the person in the dream was.

Su Yan felt that he had a long, long dream, so long that it made his whole body soft from sleep.

The feeling of gentleness embraced him, but waking up was not an excuse.

When he opened his eyes, he didn't panic because he was naked, just because he was holding a strange woman in his arms.

"You...... Who are you? ”

Trembling, Su Yan didn't dare to move, he found that the dream was real.

Su Yan's voice was not loud, and the woman in her arms frowned reluctantly, and the tip of her nose twitched slightly.

Long eyelashes, red lips, if it weren't for the numbness of his limbs, Su Yan wanted to touch the softness lightly at this time.

Only the woman's body without body temperature made Su Yan very uncomfortable.

Is this still a human body? Su Yan asked himself.

There was no movement in the whole room, except for the relatively turbid air.

Su Yan didn't wake up the woman, and his panicked heart made him not know what to do next.

He never thought about what he would do when he woke up one day with a woman lying on his stomach.

There was no love, no quarrels, and then they were together, even if this woman was very beautiful, Su Yan's heart was still a little unacceptable.

Love is like a poison that needs to be slowly penetrated until two

Man can no longer find an antidote.

Su Yan looked at this woman carefully, and her heart was even colder.

Isn't this woman the dead man lying on the stone bed in the room?

He slept with a dead man?!

No, why do dead people still move!!

Su Yan held her breath, just because the sleeping woman's eyes moved slightly, which was a sign that she was about to wake up.

Bad premonition, how can there be a normal woman without body temperature, how can a normal woman stay in a room where there is nothing.

"Could it be...... She is also a Piao!! ”

Su Yan's heart rose to her throat, watched the woman slowly open her eyes, and said, "Hello, my name is ......"

Xu Mo's situation is very bad, this is the consensus of the people in the temporary grass hut.

The heavy rain poured down like no money, and the lightning that swept through from time to time gave the mountains a light source in the middle of the night.

The unknown source changed a wet rag for Xu Mo to wipe his head, and Chrystian looked at the direction of Sean's departure worriedly, and the man who hung on the branch looked at the deep mountains on a rainy night, and hung himself on the southeast branch.

"I don't know when the master will come back."

Chrystian thought about it in pieces, and he actually maintained an attitude of opposition to why Sean insisted on finding a life-saving medicine for Xu Mo.

They are not the natives of this world, and they have no sense of responsibility to the people here, in fact, taking Xu Mo out of the mountains to find a doctor is the limit of what Clestian can do.

If it weren't for Sean's repeated insistence, Chrystian wouldn't be here to guard them.

The unknown origin is a relatively strong man, in Chrystian can be used as coolies, fortune tellers for Chrystian, just like in Hinterland to promote the reincarnation of people, in the country of the Blue Dragon to promote magic is the truth, as unreliable.

Xu Mo's face was very bad, and Chrystian estimated that surviving one night was the limit.

The self-hanging man sat at the outermost edge of the hut, shaking his head as if he was improvised a poem.

[The road is long in the middle of the night, and the southeast branch is hung by itself. 】

[The little lotus shows its sharp corners, and I want to hang the southeast branch. 】

[When the road meets the family's heart, it is better to hang the southeast branch. 】

[Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, or hanging southeast branches. 】

Chrystian has never figured out the origin of the self-hanging branch man, not to mention why he committed suicide by hanging on a branch in the middle of the night in the mountains, and the life-saving medicine of life and death in his mouth is also an unreliable thing in Clestian's opinion.

How could there be a pair of medicinal herbs in the world that could save the lives of dying people, and Clestien, who had been in Hinterland for more than a hundred years and had been locked up in a barren land for nearly a thousand years, had never heard of such medicinal herbs.

If anything, it must be a treasure that will make the gods tremble.

Death is not the end, but it is something that every living creature has to experience, whether it is elves or humans, whether it is ugly orcs or mortal goblins, even the dragons that were high above in ancient times, there will still be a day to meet death.

Unless, in the form of immortal beings, the Chrystians had never heard of immortality, and even the gods, they were just another form of life that lived much, much longer than the average person.

"Stranger, is the life-saving medicine you said true?" Chrystian decided to ask, and he didn't want to question it when Sean was there.

By this time, Sean had been gone for a long time, just after midnight.

According to the self-hanging branch man, at midnight, the medicinal herbs should be in Sean's hands.

However, Sean did not return.

Chrystian doesn't believe that Sean will have an accident because Sean is the owner he thinks he is.

"Ah, it's true, I want to hang myself on the southeast branch." The self-hanging man nodded in response.

It was not clear from his face that his words were true or false, just as he would always hang himself on his lips, he would never

Keep the same expression.

His eyes were tired and a little pale, and the corners of his mouth were upturned hard, trying to make himself look approachable. The neck is a little swollen, and you can see the strangulation marks, and the limbs are very thin, not like a strong one.

Chrystian was not satisfied with his answer, and there were words of encouragement from unknown sources in his ears.

What is a fortune teller? Why did Xu Mo become so haggard after calculating a hexagram for Sean.

Chrystian doesn't know the world, and he doesn't go to many worlds like Sean.

At this time, the words of the self-hanging branch man came again, and the news that came made Chrystian moved, and without saying a word, rushed in the direction of the deserted village.

"Your master probably won't be able to come back, ahaha, it's the first time I've seen someone want to destroy the deserted village, it doesn't matter if it's destroyed, but the door to come out has been destroyed."

The fierce gaze that Chrystian cast before he left did not make the self-hanging man feel afraid, but as if he had touched his cool point, he laughed and laughed.

Coming from an unknown place, he glanced at Chrystian's back and the self-hanging branch man, and looked at Xu Mo worriedly, waiting for him.

"Mr. Xu, hold on."

He didn't know where he came from, he couldn't do anything, except for working his strength, before he followed Xu Mo out of the city, he didn't leave the former Canghai City.

He didn't read a book, and he didn't have a master to teach him martial arts, so he could only get answers to many truths from his mother, and some could only be pondered slowly by himself.

I don't complain about my situation because I don't know where I came from, I just want to make my family's life better with my own hands, and make myself stronger by the way.

Traveling thousands of miles, seeing thousands of miles, thinking about thousands of miles.

Following Xu Mo's side, he saw many strange things and different scenery from unknown sources, and many things exceeded his imagination.

Moreover, Xu Mo is not so much a person who takes him on a journey, but a mentor and a close friend.

The age of the two is not much different, even if Xu Mo has degraded his functions early because of his fortune teller, but he is still a young man in his twenties inside.

There is no obstacle to communicate with the unknown source, coupled with the perennial fortune-telling sake, a seven-trick heart, it didn't take long for the unknown to cherish him.

It is precisely this exquisite mind that Xu Mo has always been very taboo against Sean, calculating the heavens and the earth, but he did not calculate the destined things.

The matter of Arthas is not only because of two different worlds, Xu Mo did not dare to tell Sean the answer, and he couldn't say it, there are some things that ordinary humans can relate to.

Even if I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect this moment to come so quickly.

Guarding Xu Mo and sending him on his last journey was the only thing he could do.

After the Clestian left in a hurry, except for the sound of the rain mixed with the sound of the self-hanging southeast branch of the self-hanging branch, it seemed like a good burial place.

[I want to find a quiet place to lie down, without a tombstone, and without having to commemorate me.] It's a great blessing to be able to settle in the ground. 】

recalled what Xu Mo had said, and complained from an unknown source: "How can anyone curse himself to death like this." ”

In the past, he didn't understand Xu Mo's words, perhaps, being able to put his whole body into the ground would be a blessing for Xu Mo.

"Want to save him?"

The man with his own branch squatted in front of the man who was crying and red-eyed.

"I want to ......" nodded subconsciously and shook his head again, "Mr. Xu said that fate is destined by heaven, and some things cannot be changed." ”

"Then you still watched the guy surnamed Xiao go to find medicinal materials for the fortune teller?"

"Because of him, Mr. Xu became like this, do you think he shouldn't go?"

The stubborn man raised his head and looked directly at the man hanging from the branch.

I didn't know where to take out the folding fan, and the man hanging on the branch looked in the direction of the deserted village, "Yes, I should go." ”