Luo Ling once remembered someone telling him such a sentence, "How you treat others, others will treat you." He felt there was some truth to that. Even if he is a wicked person, he also has a similar smell, he himself does not talk about friendship with others, only talks about interests, and now he is alone, and he knows better than anyone else.

Panjiao asked him to jump magma, as if to say, 'You are going to die.'" It's very harsh, but Luo Ling has no resentment, he clearly remembers that not long ago, he knocked a lot of useful knowledge from Panjiao almost blackmailingly, and also restored himself and his family's physical condition to the best.

Seriously injured, Luo Ling showed a peculiar calm and open-mindedness. "Corners. I know that I am not qualified to negotiate terms and exchange with you at this time. But I have a proposal, you can help me once today, and in the future, when I have enough strength, I will also help you once, as long as I can do it. ”

"Your future, you want me to invest in a possibility in the unknown how long? Like the stock in the original human society? "Panjiao is learning very quickly, and in just a few days, it has learned a lot about human society from its slaves.

"Yes, potential stocks, blue chips, I don't think you're at a loss."

After a few moments, the sound of the horns came from behind the light curtain. "Hehe, if you want me to help you, my conditions are very simple, in a certain period of time in the future, you have to serve me for 10 years. You must not have any disobedience in these 10 years. ”

"I refuse." Luo Ling said without hesitation. He will not sign the deed of sale, no matter how strong the identity and strength of the other party is.

"As you said, you're not qualified to trade with me on an equal footing. I never believed in promises, especially those of people who did not have the strength. ”

Luo Ling nodded, said no more, turned around and walked towards the space passage with difficulty.

"Are you sure you don't want to consider my offer again?"

Luo Ling stopped, turned his head and said calmly in the direction of the light curtain: "I swear to the River Styx, one day, I will return the word." ”

......After two seconds of silence, Pan Jiao's angry voice came: "You actually challenge me at such a time!" ”

Ling Haowu said timidly: "Aside from power, you can also be nothing." ”

Panjiao laughed angrily: "Leave it aside? How to throw? Do you have what it takes? ”

Luo Ling no longer argued, and walked farther and farther step by step. He really can't make the corner lose its power. What he is talking about is the fearlessness of the soul. Don't surrender, don't fear, believe in yourself, you can be stronger. The soul has no loopholes and flaws, so it can go further.

Luo Ling's back looked gloomy and lonely, but he always held his back and head high until he left the world.

The space fell into darkness again, and behind the light curtain, Panjiao whispered to himself with a bit of awe and exclamation, "Always, I can't win against you......"

After being ridiculed in vain, Luo Ling, whose injuries had worsened, stood in the dark, making the last choice, taking great risks to fight, or succumbing to fate, saving his life and losing his powerful strength.

Silently take out the thawing equipment, turn on the power supply, connect the thawing liquid tank with the instrument table, and set the time. If no one can help him, then it's better to rely on himself. If he can't wake up after thawing, dies of massive bleeding, or has an accident during the thaw, then his story will end here. It's like countless strong people who didn't laugh at the end.

"Are you really ready to sleep again?" When Luo Ling had already sat in the instrument and was about to close the transparent cover, an elegant and familiar male voice came from the door of the vault.

In order to delay the spread of the injury, Luo Ling had already mobilized all his forces at his disposal, so that his perception range was greatly reduced, and he didn't even notice someone appearing in the vault in time.

Fortunately, Luo Ling, who came, recognized that in the underground maintenance passage of Guang'an Airport, it was he who gave Luo Ling half the key to open the door of the treasure house of the Demon Palace. Like the second, this man with black eyes was dressed in a first-century European aristocratic hunting suit, black breeches, waistcoat, reddish-brown deerskin boots, a gold pocket watch, a white silk shirt, a purple scarf tied around his neck, a dark green shirt with silver trim, and a black tweed shirt with large collar and sleeves......

Luo Ling glanced at this person. "You know what I want to do?"

The man had an amiable smile on his face and said, "As I said, we've been watching you. ”

"I'm not Himit anymore."

"Yes, this illustrates the plasticity of fate. Isn't it? ”

"I think you're trying to shape my destiny, like the key."

"We're just guides. It's you who make the difference. You see, at least, Syron failed and died, and you didn't. ”

Luo Ling snorted coldly, "If you want to guide the direction again, just start directly." You can see that I'm in a terrible situation right now. ”

The man smiled, "Two choices, one, do what you originally intended to do, lie down." Second, jump magma. ”

Luo Ling's heart moved, "So, I can live by choosing these two paths?" ”

The man didn't keep his voice down, just laughed.

Luo Ling nodded, "I'm only responsible for giving guidance and not giving any explanations, right?" ”

The man continued to laugh.

"I'm going to jump magma." Luo Ling said.

The man's hand turned, and there was a fusiform crystal with finger length and two finger width in his palm. The crystal shimmers with a strange brilliance, as if it contains all the colors of the world inside. Gently sent the crystal and threw it into Luo Ling's hand. The man said: "If you can, I hope that we can meet again at the next turning point." Personally, I have always been optimistic about you. ”

As quietly as he came, the man was gone. To him, the space seemed to be just a gauze curtain composed of multiple pieces, which could be hidden behind it at any time, and what appeared was only a thin twist, no energy fluctuations, and no gorgeous effect when the space door was opened, Luo Ling didn't even know what kind of power the other party was using to complete the operation.

From beginning to end, the man didn't say much, however, enough information was revealed during this time, so that Luo Ling had an intuitive understanding of the current situation.

First of all, if he chooses to thaw the instrument, he will not die, but he will fall into a deep sleep for a long time. Secondly, the 'magma jumping' indicated by the corner is not a mockery, but indeed a method, but it is quite dangerous, otherwise, the man would not say that he hopes to see such things again at the next turning point.

"Do I really have a choice? There seems to be, and there doesn't seem to be ......"

He didn't even have time to put away the thawing equipment, Luo Ling tried his last strength to open the door of the shadow, and appeared at the bottom of the waterway to obtain the Temple of the Dead in the Three Stacks Cave. Standing on the edge of the Great Rift and looking at the bottom of another super-giant dome, a winding red line appeared at the bottom of the abyss, which was not known how deep. The water of the underground river, still bubbling down from the ramp, overflowing, venting from the cracks, a thin layer, with a refreshing coolness, flowed through Luo Ling's feet, straight down the abyss, making a gurgling sound, Luo Ling could feel the slight heat and humidity. Luo Ling knew that what was below was the restoration of the hideous lava river.

Luo Ling imagines a person who learns to swim, first wading in the river, and then trying to play in the shallow water, accumulating enough courage and enthusiasm to swim in the deep water. But now, he didn't have the time or the strength to do that. Now it is impossible for him to even open the door of the shadow plane again.

"See whose words I ended up trusting? An elusive stranger, and a big bug with only a soul left. At the last moment, there was only tranquility left in Luo Ling's heart, "In my life, I may have the same ending as those strong men who fell on the road of struggle, but my soul is absolutely different." I was afraid, but I had the courage to face it again and again. I will be immortal, and my will will will be immortal......"

Holding the crystal in his hand, he took a deep breath, Luo Ling used all his strength to fly down, "Abyss, flame, I'm here." ”

falling, as if it never ends; falling, in the darkness that stretches for a few moments; Falling, lonely, strong, proud souls; Falling, to meet death with a sense of calm and calmness. At this moment, Luo Ling is an absolute powerhouse.

The wind is howling in my ears, and the red line below is getting brighter and wider. I felt the steaming heat, saw the splashing lava, the scorching heat, the fiery red river, and the red blood burning. This is the abyss, and the blazing heat that flows is the blood of this planet.

Call! Without energy protection, Luo Ling's hair had already burned into ashes in the air, and the demonized body itself was the best fuel, and the flames in the lava river were hooked and spewed, making Luo Ling turn into a fireball in the air, like a falling meteorite, burning and crashing into the lava. 35,000 meters of fall, boom! The lava river exploded into huge flames, and it was so brilliant that it was hard to see.

The water-like liquid fire brought Luo Ling an indescribable feeling.

"It turns out that the feeling in the lava is not burning, but a biting cold!" When the temperature is high to an extreme, it is transmitted to the nerves in a diametrically opposed form. The feeling in Luo Ling's body completely disappeared after an extremely short period of great pain, compared to the past, in the rainy swamp, rotten wounds, and even more unbearable when he was hiding from the pursuit.

What's next? Soul! Yes, it's the soul. Whether this mass of energy dissipates like a block of iron in the hot red magma or condenses into an indestructible existence depends on whether the will of the soul master is strong.

Memories are surging like a tide, those old things, those childhood experiences, those pasts that I thought I had forgotten, all reproduced one by one, like a movie, scene by scene, making people sigh the beauty of life and the magnificence of the journey of life.

It is as if hearing the verdict pronounced, as if hearing the affectionate call, as if seeing the most nostalgic beauty, as if seeing the most desirable world, as if lying in warm water, just wanting to sleep, just want to melt.

"Tired, rest, this is a beautiful world, a world that belongs to you, a world that belongs to us, return to my arms, my wandering and wandering children......"

The expression, warmth, familiarity, and voice seem to be a mother. Yes, it is the Mother, this earth, this planet, every life, is her child, and her will is an extension.

"No, I'm different, I'm **, in love with this beauty, but I don't want my mother's protection, beauty makes me strong, Mother Planet gives me strength. I want to express attachment in another way, I am a guard, I am a blade, I am a strong man, I will always stand only on the top of the mountain, even in the abyss, in the highest place! ……”

Over and over again, Luo Ling repeated his beliefs, as if he were the most pious prayer, without any distractions, only a pure and consistent spirit.

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