I'm your dad......

Although I am very quiet on the surface, I have already scolded this man who is as strong as a mountain for ascending to heaven as a Buddha, how should I answer this question, is it possible that I have to tell him in detail what happened in my previous paragraph, although it was confirmed by me, is not real?

Besides, this is not restrained at all, and the white streamer that is not under my control, except for some human beings that left me a trace of soul energy that is only enough to maintain my vitality, the rest of the soul energy even swept away my strength like a fish in troubled waters, so that I could only fall to the ground softly like this, wanting to speak, but I couldn't say anything, in desperation, I could only endure the pain and once again touched the wound on the heart with my hand, like using a water gun, and aimed the wound at the director of the steel mill, There was a stabbing sound, and a white streamer the size of a coin crashed into his massive body as large as a mountain.

The sound of killing pigs came again, and the scene of the strong man's broken wrist before was repeated like a rewind in front of my eyes, but at this time, he cut off his own exposed corpse, so after all this, the expression of the factory director began to be frightened in the real sense, after all, the soul energy can be reunited, but the corpse as a symbol of his own ghoul is a little less to reduce his strength, so he has to be afraid, It was the best condition I'd ever seen since I was so exhausted that I felt like my body was hollowed out and collapsed on the ground.

After seeing that the two of us were in a very indescribable stalemate, Zhang Xin'er and their group of large troops who were worried about me not far away came to my side cautiously, the little boy who inexplicably involved me in this fatal side mission, after taking a look at my dilapidated body at the moment, his expression was very serious but he didn't say anything, just helped me up, walked towards the gate, and then motioned to Zhang Xin'er and the workers of the steel mill to keep up with us.

Zhang Xin'er glanced at the director of the steel mill who was standing aside, his expression was very grim, and his eyes could kill people, and although he was a little unwilling, he did not act rashly, so she obediently followed behind us with those employees, and then she walked forward quickly to check my injury, and when she saw the blood of bubble-size gushing from my chest uncontrollably, she panicked suddenly: "Can you still hold on, this injury is a bit serious, and if you don't heal you, you will die!" ”

Although I heard her say this, but my heart at this moment did not have any emotions related to the touch, I don't know why there was a very frightened feeling, hurriedly interrupted her very panicked care, pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's okay, this is just a small injury, my soul strength is still strong, don't worry about me, you go to the back to take care of those staff, especially that little girl, she was not lightly injured before, she is more worthy of care than me, obedient ......"

Zhang Xin'er didn't seem to hear my words at the moment, her eyes were red, and before I and the little boy had time to stop what she was about to say, there was a burst of crying instead of crying, which should have been very touching around us, but at this moment it sounded very harsh, and it spread around us: "It's all this time, what else are you pretending, my strongest is soul perception, what soul energy is still in your heart, and the rest is only enough for you to hang yourself......"

As soon as Zhang Xin'er's words came out, a fierce killing intent came out from the side of our bodies, I immediately gritted my teeth, endured the body that was almost collapsed, and just a Thomas, kicked Zhang Xin'er and the little boy to the ground, and just raised my head, I saw a pair of eyes like copper bells and a fist bigger than a sandbag, slamming at me: "Pretend, pretend, pretend, pretend, I see how long you can pretend...... No matter how strong your soul energy is, you can't take the initiative to use it and it's useless, see if I don't smash your head! ”

I really don't have the strength to show bitterness at this time, and I really feel a little helpless about my luck, this guy has such a hot temper and has been standing aside for so long, presumably just to hear this sentence from Zhang Xin'er or my mouth, specially, ghost elf, ghost elf, it's really quite vivid!

I couldn't stop his swift attack, but I still reflexively blocked the tight box in my hand that was bound by a dense red rope in front of me, trying to organize his attack, but unfortunately, the power of his punch far exceeded my imagination, and the box was directly shattered, not to mention, the things stored in the box at this time, but also by this strong east wind directly hit my chest.

An indescribable pain appeared on my body like this, and the agglomeration spread, but what made me so painful was not entirely the reason for the incomparably strong strength of the director of the steel mill, and even the reason he brought me was not the vast majority of this pain, because what made me want to die directly was the Dao instrument that was deeply pressed into my body by his force.

This piece seems to be sharper, because it directly cut off seven or eight of my ribs, which is several times more exaggerated than the first time I did CPR before, and I used too much force......

And then there seemed to be a very strange power on it, because from the moment it entered my body, I felt that the blood flowing from my chest was no longer flowing outward, but completely gushing towards the Dao artifact......

"This ...... This is, the legendary Destiny Thing, I've been waiting for so long, and finally I've waited for it! ”

While I was still immersed in the infinite trepidation of the Dao artifact inserted into my chest, the director of the steel mill suddenly stopped attacking me, and began to cry out in a little madness, reaching out to grab at the Dao artifact......

But when he put his hand on this vessel, this vessel, which had been eating my flesh and blood like a hunger, stopped its self-care, and emitted a very dazzling golden light, which shone on my body like the sun, and the strength that had passed suddenly arose in my body again at this moment, and it was even more than before, and at the same time, a voice with a very historical precipitation came into my mind from it......

"The name of this sword is Xuanyuan...... If the sword-wielder encounters a reckless mover, kill him! (To be continued.) )