This idea is very bold, to hook this fire-shattering potion with eating, it is difficult for normal people to associate them together. Roque is a pragmatist, he will not ignore the messages from his body, this cup of potion gives him the same feeling as a demon core, which can be divided into the category of what can be eaten.

"The oath has been made, and I don't think you're going to let me die so soon. Roque said into the empty room.

He believes that opportunities and crises coexist, and from the current situation, this is worth the risk. All kinds of signs show that he came here to be guided and wanted to make him gain something.

As soon as he drank the potions in the cup, Roque's body instantly turned red, and a scorching breath gushed out, turning into a white mist around him, like a steam engine running.

As soon as the fighting energy in the body met the medicine, it was like the meeting of lovers, and it burned in an instant. Roque couldn't tell if he was bitter, his whole body was hot and painful, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Crackling.

The fighting spirit was still burning, but the situation was okay that Roque's body was not scorched, on the contrary, with the effect of the potion, he felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

When the fighting energy in his body burned out, Roque was like a prostration, lying on the ground weakly, his whole body was hot, which reminded him of the scene when he once sweated on the court with his friends and lay on the lawn, although he was tired, he felt very happy.

"It's a wonderful feeling. ”

Roque lay on his back, breathing heavily, a satisfied smile on his face. Unconsciously, the vanished fighting qi began to recover, like mushrooms after a rain, and in a moment, he clearly felt that those air currents became stronger.

"It's incredible, I can feel the intensity of the vindictive spirit doubling. ”

Roque stood up excitedly, this change made him see a new direction, maybe as long as he can keep his fighting spirit stronger, even if he encounters high-level warriors, he can have the strength to fight.

There were still a dozen beakers in those compartments, and Roque didn't intend to waste their use, he took out one of them and concocted it as he could.

But nothing can be smooth sailing, and the road to success is inevitably frustration, blows, and suffering, and Roque has problems after using the second bottle of potion.

The doubling aura burned up, the impact force should not be underestimated, and the unspeakable pain came from his body, Roque gritted his teeth and insisted, he knew that he had to stay awake or everything would be over.

Fighting between life and death, even the slightest slackness can take an irreparable cost, crazy thoughts kept flashing through Roque's mind, and he had to wonder if he was crazy now.

"Ahh

"Drink!"

Poof.

His hands slammed the ground, and Roque fell to his knees, the hot breath kept pouring out of his back, and his ten fingers burst in an instant, and the terrible impact directly lifted off his fingernails, and the hot blood splattered in all directions.

"Damn!"

With a monstrous rage, Roque looked pained, his hands were bloody and blurred, and he was still pounding the ground, as if he had gone mad.

After some devastation, the pain finally subsided, and Roque's face turned pale, this time there was no such pleasure as before, and there was only the feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Roque was a little in awe of those potions on the grid, these things were so terrible that he couldn't guarantee that he would be alive if he used them again.

Roque's heart changed dramatically, and when the strength in his body recovered, he walked to the lattice again and bravely took out the third cup.

"Dear Gil Azina, in the future I will help you, fulfill my vows, but now I need your help and risk my life. ”

Roque Ben had a warm home, kind parents, a hardworking and sensible younger brother, and he also had a stable job, but all this was lost with his choice.

He doesn't regret that mountaineering expedition, it's a matter of nature, and the only thing he can't let go of is that he didn't talk to his parents before that trip. Now there is no way back, the only comfort to him is that his younger brother has always been very good, and he will take good care of his parents instead of himself.

Thinking of that time in the ice cellar, frustration, chagrin, and despair crushed him, and he shed tears of helplessness when he found the fruit.

"It's good to be alive, and there is hope when you're alive. ”

The past is just an experience, it can't be a burden, and many people will put those past in the deep corners of their hearts and seal them forever, because it hurts to open it.

Roque had to think back to the past, because he didn't know if the decision he was making was right or wrong, and he was afraid that he would never be able to think about it again.

For many nights, he thought about the fruit in the ice cellar, and every sign was that it had changed him dramatically.

"It's ironic that there is fruit in the snow and ice, and I don't feel the slightest weirdness. ”

At this moment, Roque suddenly figured out a lot of things, life in the world, walking on the road, it is a blessing and a curse, there is no need to be held accountable too much, as long as you know that you are living well at the moment.

"Aang!"

A deafening voice echoed in Roque's mind, and his heart beat more vigorously, and the hot blood in his body boiled in an instant.

"The sound came again, just like it was in the ice cellar, and it was good. ”

The third vial of the potion rightfully entered Roque's body, and the torture of life and death struck again, but this time he was ready.

"Come on, I'm going to see if you can crush me. ”

This is the story of a madman who is winning the strength to survive for himself, but there are crazy people in the world, because they dare to fight and want to leave a glorious mark in this world.

Time never stopped, and the beaker in the lattice was eventually depleted, and Roque glowed red as he sat with his back against the stone wall, like a piece of red-hot iron.

The chaotic breathing slowly calmed down, his damaged body was recovering, the process was not slow, and if he was given a little time, he would definitely be alive.

"Forty-nine air currents, whew!" Roque raised his head with a satisfied look on his face.

The painful experience was unbearable, but the reward was great, he was a successful madman, and after a short rest, Roque got up from the ground.

The state of his body was unusually good, and the majestic power kept pouring out of his body, and Roque had the illusion that he felt that his current punch could open mountains and crack rocks.

"Should go back. "I don't know how much time it took here, but Roque knew that it shouldn't be short, and Noxidu couldn't do without him.

And he had a faint feeling of uneasiness, not from himself, but from the village of Yali.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was a sudden abnormality in his body, and the invisible shock wave directly turned his clothes into pieces, and even the utensils not far away were affected, and the sound of clanging was endless.

Recite!

At the same time, a long whistling sound came directly from the furnace.