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Anyarin's mood was obviously wrong, "I'm going to die, but you won't." I can't help you with anything. ”

I was silent, yes, I haven't taken this into account, Anyarin is just an ordinary person, I'm a monk, and our lives are destined not to live forever.

If it continues like this, I will accompany her through her life, and then I will continue to live alone.

Anyarin is still young, and I'm still young. So I never thought about that. It is said that women are more mature than men and think more than men, which is not wrong at all.

"An Yalin, do you want to cultivate?" I looked at her solemnly.

"Huh?" An Yalin was still in a depressed mood, and when I asked, she was stunned for a moment.

"Cultivation?"

"That's right, cultivation, like me, broke away from the mortal level and became a monk. Extend life and rise against the sky. ”

I looked at Anyarin with great affection, "After you become a monk, you will have a long lifespan, and you don't have to worry about getting old, and you don't have to worry about returning to heaven in a hundred years." ”

"Yes, I do." Anyalyn didn't think about it, so she nodded in agreement.

"If you think clearly, once you embark on the path of cultivation, you will go through a lot of tribulations, broken hands and feet, reconnections, and even shattering bones into powder. This pain. Can you take it? ”

It's not that I look down on An Yalin, the path of cultivation is really too difficult. From ancient times to the present, there are many human beings, but how many monks are there? The ratio is too low, and it takes a lot of perseverance.

"Think clearly, don't ink, teach me to cultivate!" Anyarin suddenly came back to life and began to glare at me again.

Okay, big eyes are amazing, staring at the eyes are so beautiful,, no, I'm going to fall to the rhythm? Now it's not a question of whether it's pretty or not, okay!

I hurriedly shook my head and shook off the messy thoughts, "If I teach you to cultivate, now is not the time." ”

"Why?"

"First of all, I have to get Uncle Xu's permission to bring you to the path of cultivation, no matter what, you are also Uncle Xu's woman, and he is now your guardian."

I'm a little difficult, in fact, I can still miserably guess a little bit of Uncle Xu's thoughts, as a half-step ghost emperor, why didn't he teach An Yalin to cultivate in the first place?

The first is that Uncle Xu is a ghost, and the cultivation system is not suitable for An Yalin. The second is that he may not want An Yalin to go through so many risks, and wants An Yalin to be an ordinary person and spend this life in an ordinary way.

"I'm me, he's him, I make decisions, he doesn't care." Anyarin frowned slightly.

"That's not good, if he finds out in the future, if he doesn't agree, he will tear down all my bones." I shook my head repeatedly.

"My dad doesn't know when he will come back, you can teach me some basic cultivation routines to help me stabilize my body and lay a foundation. When my dad comes back, if he doesn't agree, I'll say it until he agrees. ”

Anyarin's face was firm.

"Yo, are you hard-hearted?" I laughed.

"Yes."

"Okay, but not now, it's too late." I shook my head.

"Well, I'm not in a hurry, wait until you finish the matter on the American side, and then teach me to cultivate, anyway, I'm still young, and I have a lot of time."

"Yes, your immediate priority is to grow up so that I can eat it! Rattle. I laughed lewdly.

"Get out of the way." Anyarin glared at me, then turned away.

"Hey, it's not over there, you're going in the wrong direction." I yelled at Anyarin's back.

An Yalin was stunned for a moment, looked back and forth a few times, her face was slightly red, and she turned back. Obviously, this tsundere beast pretends to be cold on the surface, but on the inside, it is extremely shy and has lost its sense of proportion.

Back at the hotel, I was still restless, with a feeling of being calculated. The suppression army was secretly attacked, this matter was too sudden, why was there no news before?

It's so weird that the intelligence department of the repression army is so weak? Before the sneak attack, there was no news or clues at all?

"By the way, speaking of the Intelligence Department, I don't know if the Intelligence Department has been attacked, and there is a more mysterious department than the Intelligence Department, the Assassination Department, I haven't seen anyone in this department once, it's too mysterious."

"Code, why didn't I leave Liu Chong's contact information, and now I want to ask him something, but there is no way."

It's still early, it's 3 p.m., and I'm standing in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside the building, and my heart is constantly thinking.

Of the ten military headquarters, only three remained, except for the First Army, which was the Third and Fifth Armies. The other seven military departments, all the members of the suppression army combined, died at least about 25,000 people, including 11 ghost kings.

This also means that the power of the Suppression Army in New York has been severely damaged, and the Suppression Army has lost control of New York City, which is a coincidence, but at this time. Just when the City of the Dead was about to embark on the path against the sky.

"Why wasn't the Fifth Army destroyed? It must be because the Fifth Army is a traitor to the Suppression Army, and they have united with the City of the Undead to uproot the Suppression Army in New York. ”

"But if all the military departments are destroyed, and only a Fifth Army remains, then the spearhead is all directed at themselves."

Although I don't have a lot of depth, it doesn't mean that I can't think about problems, and I can still sort out these things.

The First Army was spared because it opened the formation in advance, while the Third Army was most likely deliberately left behind by the Fifth Army in order to divert everyone's attention.

If it weren't for Wei Hai's communication with vampires that night and put me together, I wouldn't have suspected that Wei Hai's 5th Army was a traitor, after all, Wei Hai was forced to raise him, and he looked like a kind gentleman on the surface.

"The City of the Dead." I squinted, the karma over New York City had been getting stronger lately, and it was clear that the Undead were about to make a big move.

And the imprint I attached to Lancius's heart also gave me feedback, at this time, Lancius's heart is in a mysterious space, warming, and it is preparing to recall Lancius's remnant souls scattered around the world.

"Once Lancius is successfully resurrected, not only will I not be able to get the heart, but the capital of the undead will once again increase the combat power of a ghost emperor, which is not fun."

"That's right!" When I think of the City of the Dead, I suddenly remember something.

With a flip of my wrist, a miniature city appeared in the palm of my hand, the size of a palm, all black, a miniature version of the City of the Dead.

This is exactly what I got from Liu Chong, put it in the storage bag, and I almost forgot it for a while, there have been too many things recently, and I can't take care of these.

"This is a Dao weapon that can resist the bombardment of the half-step Ghost Emperor, I actually forgot about it, it's funny."

My soul breath permeated the city, and I quickly entered the master, imprinting my soul imprint in the Dao vessel, and then a sense of water and milk blending spontaneously appeared.

I poured some energy into the city a little, and suddenly, the city swelled in a circle, and the strong pressure spread, fixing the whole room, giving me a solid feeling.

I played around for a while and figured out the function of the Dao weapon, and the more energy I instilled, the more powerful the city became, and the size would increase.

The defense of this Dao weapon is very strong, but the shortcomings are also obvious, the consumption of energy is too great, but I have the Bronze Coffin True Spirit as a backup force, so I basically don't need to worry about the consumption of energy.

I didn't see Yuan Tiangang and the old turtle all day, and it is estimated that they are wild again.

To be honest, I still envy them, both of them have backgrounds, and it is not difficult for them to break through to the ghost king, they are just greedy for fun, and they don't want to enter the ghost king for a long time.

Because, breaking through to the ghost king, uh, it takes a little energy~~

Look at the time, it's already half past four, I'm a road idiot, it's not a very simple thing to find a way, I have to go early, otherwise it's late, and they will die.

Who the hell makes me the savior!

I didn't go to Anyarin's room, I said goodbye to her in person, I just sent a text message: "I'm going to pretend to be forced, don't worry that I'll pick up a girl, don't let him in when Wei Hai comes." ”

When I got out of the hotel and got into the taxi, Anyarin texted back: "If you can't pretend to be forced, come back quickly." ”

I laughed, finger typing, "I'll go back and push you down later." ”

The car started and drove towards Chinatown, and I thought Anyarin would never come back, so I put down my phone.

"Ding," the phone rang, "brother, I want it." ”

"Poof," I squirted out of my mouth, splashing the driver's head.