Chapter 17: The Second Insurrection (7)
"Do you have a weapon?"
Le Xisheng suddenly asked Li Junzi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Li Junzi looked at him and pulled out a dagger from his boots, "Well, this is what my father asked me to put in my boots for self-defense, what do you want to do?" β
"I only have a mine hoe, it's okay to smash people, I can't do anything." Le Xisheng reached out and took the dagger, and Li Junzi also let it go of him, "Does your father love you?" β
"My father likes me very much," Li Junzi tilted his head and said, "My brothers like me too." β
"Then there are only two Xuanbird guards to protect you?" Le Xisheng was surprised: "Old Li...... Xiangyang Hou is not so stingy, right? β
Thinking of Yu Chihai and Qin Liquor, Li Junzi couldn't help but lower his head, "After all, this is Jingzhou, our Li family's territory, and my father didn't think about it so much, after all, the two Xuanyao Guards are enough to deter Xiaoxiao, and there are some domestic servants who are rough in martial arts." Moreover, we are also equipped with Xuanniao Arrows, and if there is anything to pull it, the officers and soldiers near it will come over immediately......"
"Xuanniao rings arrows?" Le Xisheng interrupted her, "Do you have it on you?" β
"Whoa." Li Junzi took out a palm-length tube from the scholar's white robe, the white pipe wall, one end of the tube was sealed, and the other end was open, and a small bird pattern was engraved at the end of the cap.
"It will be fired when you blow it hard, it is a very dazzling giant firework, you can see it clearly even during the day," Li Junzi was a little frustrated, "It's a pity that this is in the mine, it's useless." β
"No, it will work." Le Xisheng looked at the mine passage below where the situation was reversed, "It will be useful soon." β
γBird Arrowγ
γStrange Thingsγ
[Effect: In the Jingzhou area, blowing will form a giant firework, which can attract nearby officers and soldiers]
[Note: If you use it indiscriminately, and it's not the Li family, I believe the officers and soldiers will cut your Xuanniao into wine]
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Chen Aiyang felt very bad.
The plan has already been set, catch him while the seventh son of the Li family is out, and the nail Qin Liquor sent fifteen years ago will deal with it, and everything will be done. And to their great joy, the gentleman and princess of the Li family actually walked with Li Wuxin.
It's really sleepy and hot pillows, it's not too much to have one more meat ticket, and the gentleman princess is an excellent addition.
But what happened next was a bit of a surprise.
The mines rioted. Chen Aiyang understood that after all, the world was not good, and Qin Liquor also took the opportunity to release a signal for Chen Aiyang and others to rush into the mine with horse thieves disguised as horse thieves, blaming everything on the mob.
But, who can explain why these miners, who can't eat and sleep well, actually have more than a dozen human-level mid-grade martial artists!?
The people who carried out this operation, in addition to Qin Lijiu and captain Wu Shuang, who had internal strength, even Chen Aiyang himself was only born in external strength, experienced in a hundred battles, and practiced hard for several years before being promoted to the level of a human-level middle-grade and second-grade martial artist.
And these miners with black and gray faces actually hide second-grade martial artists!?
Chen Aiyang sighed, and the corrugated steel scimitar in his hand trembled unconsciously.
Captain Wu Shuang has been fighting fiercely with Liang Shu in Tsing Yi for several rounds, regardless of victory or defeat. Due to the topography of the stairs, Chen Aiyang's subordinates could not step forward to assist.
In the back, those miners pressed the defeated Qin Spirits, and a few Yellow Turban wrestlers blocked the entrance to the mine.
Li Wuxin now doesn't know where to flee.
The operation was a complete failure, and even a retreat was a problem.
At this time, the people in the mine that Chen Aiyang had been guarding against began to move!
Chen Yannu pouted and said, "Lei Feng, you take a few brothers to disturb them." β
The big man Lei Feng laughed a few times, clenched his fists and snapped his fingers forward, like a fierce tiger, and went straight into the enemy formation with a few yellow turban wrestlers! After a period of killing, Lei Feng is no longer the miner who was oppressed and swallowed his anger, and the fierce beast nature in his heart was stimulated by Taoist Chen Yan with the Yellow Turban Talisman!
A slightly thin miner suggested to Chen Yan: "Great sage and good teacher, why don't we wait until they are done fighting, and then we can make another move?" When the time comes, if you want to kill or chop, isn't it just a thought of a great sage and a good teacher? β
Chen Yan glanced at him lightly, the coldness in his eyes made the miner quickly bow his head, the seeds planted by Chen Yan in his heart took root and sprouted, making him tremble when he faced Chen Yan, "Great sage and good teacher, yes, you are making a mistake." β
"I've got my own measure." Chen Yan said coldly.
The miner did not dare to speak, and humbly bowed his head. In his heart, he naturally thought that the great sage and good teacher's move must have deep meaning, and the reason why he didn't understand it was because he didn't have the wisdom of the great sage and good teacher.
And Chen Yan can't say that this is because the Yellow Turban Lux Charm is about to expire.
The image of a great sage and good teacher is wise, omnipotent, and incomprehensible to the world.
The miner meowed slightly, glanced at the great sage and good teacher, and saw that his eyes were staring directly at the void, as if he was staring at the indescribable future, even if he was wearing a miner's short fight, he was still so elegant and indifferent.
However, not only Chen Yan, but now there are six billion people in the illusory world, all of whom are in a state of staring into the void.
Lexisheng is no exception.
[Real name: Le Xisheng]
[Race: Black Iron Man]
[Gender: Male]
[Condition: Normal]
[Lifespan: 1576813214]
[Body: Ordinary Mortal]
[Prestige: Not Active]
The personal information interface suddenly popped up, but except for the two fools who lacked heart and eyes to the extreme, now whether it is the superior who is in power in reality and the lower who is displaced and homeless, they all look at the new [lifespan] column.
No one knew what the huge number of [Life] meant, until the next second.
[Lifespan: 1576813213]
After a second, -1.
Le Xisheng closed the interface after a glance, and he casually looked at it and calculated that he had fifty years of life left, the same as in the previous life.
But for others, it's shocking.
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β3153613242β¦β¦ I only have about ten years left!? A young man slumped on the practice ground, ignoring the astonished eyes of his fellow disciples, and a middle-aged soul hidden in his body, he muttered, "12 hours in the illusory world is equal to 48 hours...... That means I only have two and a half years left in reality!? β
Ten years is too long, two years too short.
A senior brother walked over with a frown, "Chen Xuan, what's wrong with you?" Uncomfortable? β
"I ...... I ......" The young man slowly stood up, lowered his head, and was silent for a long time.
"Ahh
Under the indignation, the young man danced the introductory body forging boxing method, full of thoughts, and his fists were powerful, so frightened that the senior brother took two steps back.
A teenager who has never successfully completed a routine, this time, because he has no distractions, he punches out step by step like a textbook, which arouses the watchful eyes of his senior brothers.
After playing a routine, the young man woke up suddenly, and then fell to the ground with a weak body, but fortunately, the senior brother next to him caught him.
"That's right, Xuanzi, it's only been a day since you entered the door, and you can actually beat our body forging fist completely!" The senior brother said happily, "I had a lot of complaints about the master accepting you as a beggar before, but I didn't expect you to be so good, and you will become the mainstay of my family in the future!" β
The young man barely showed a smile, but in his heart was the sadness that the water disappeared into the water, "Two years of life, no matter how powerful I am, can I still continue my life?" β
He called out the personal information interface again in his heart, originally just wanted to see if there was any change in the [body], but found that the [lifespan] had changed in a way he didn't expect!
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"Is there only one year left...... a young man in a cloth robe, surrounded by all the teenagers, spit out a short and pitiful time.
"Chief!" A young man who was obviously from a peasant family and had wheat-colored skin all over his body was blessed by the sun, and said worriedly, "The time of the illusory world is four times that of the outside, so ......
"That's right, I don't have a few months to live outside." The young man known as the chief smiled lightly, "Don't worry, on the contrary, I'm still happy, the unknown is frightening, knowing how long I can live, it makes me relaxed." β
"This is the future of you young people, and we old men are really powerless to keep up with you in the face of this great opportunity."
"Not necessarily." Another slightly thin young man suddenly said, "There is a way to prolong life in this world, and we still have a way." β
"You say Mortal?" The wheat-skinned young man said in a low voice, "I also said in the three days, only by opening up the twelve canons and the eight veins of the strange meridians can it be possible to transform into an ordinary - God knows what the difficulty is, and no matter how you think about it, it is impossible to do it in just one year!" And if this is the case, then the lifespan of all mankind will be collectively extended, how can there be such a great good thing......"
"Do you think life expectancy is an instant?" The thin young man interrupted, "Maybe Metamorphosis can increase a lot of lifespan in an instant, but if we open up the twelve meridians and the eight veins of the strange meridians, won't this enhance our own physical fitness?" β
The wheat-skinned youth was stunned, "But if we become stronger in the illusory world, it doesn't mean that we are ...... reality."
The thin young man shook his head lightly and looked at the chief.
The young man, who was the leader, nodded appreciatively to the thin young man, "That's right, yesterday we have already conducted a physical examination on some of the volunteers who have already practiced martial arts in the Phantom World, and found that their physical fitness has improved to a certain extent compared with the previous physical examination reports. Although it has not yet been determined, as long as it ends today, the research report on the 'relationship between the physical fitness changes of the illusory world and the earth's ontological body' will come out, but basically all scientific researchers are 60% sure that the illusory world will be fed back into reality. β
"So," the chief said, looking around, "we can't be sure of the authenticity of the number in the [Lifespan] column, and we can't be sure what will happen if the number reaches zero, but so far, the only thing we can do is toβ"
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"Lifespan, ......" The mage apprentice who was meditating glanced at the number in the [Lifespan] column that was not decreasing but rising, chuckled, and continued to run the [White Bone Meditation Method] taught to him by the master, striving to condense mana as soon as possible and become the most honorable mage in the Western Continent.
As one of the most fortunate Englishmen in the world, Alberton could not afford to waste a moment thinking about these frivolous matters of life and death.
Anyway, as long as he keeps getting stronger and tramples the world under his feet, he is naturally qualified to fight the fate of aging at that time.
That long list of numbers, the timid are afraid, the brave fight, the children of destiny, ignore it!