readx;? In desperation, Night Without a Trace has a longing and prayer for his former comrades-in-arms Huiying and Spirit Turtle, however, this prayer is not even thought about, the two friends will not know that he is facing death, and it is impossible to come here to rescue him from thousands of miles away.

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The end is coming, he really wants to change his tragic fate, and he can escape from the desperate situation of death, but it is just wishful thinking, and it is a very beautiful dream.

Downstairs, the oil lamp was listless, its faint and pitiful light was relentlessly drowned out by lightning from time to time.

Upstairs, there was no more muttering, and there was still a dull snoring that sounded disgusting.

It's late at night, maybe the dawn is not far away, wait until the "sun"

When the king of Hades woke up, he must go to see the king of Hades in the underworld, and there is no hope of life at all.

===Breaking the Sky Comics/===.

"Lion"

's heart is full of grief and pain, thinking hard, anxious and irritable, sighing and sighing...... Dead or alive, just before the dawn of the night, I wonder if good luck can miraculously appear, so that this tragic hero can break free from the entanglement of death and survive without danger.

When he was anxious and desperate, Ye Wuxian remembered the scene when he encountered the Nine Shadows Holy Monarch, if it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the demon monkey, he would have died in the field outside Qingshan Villa.

At this moment, he really hoped that the demon monkey would appear again and kill Yan Jiawang, even if he died at the hands of the monster, he would be willing.

It is very difficult to survive and take revenge, as if ascending to the sky, however, Ye Wuxian does not believe in fate, everything depends on his own efforts, and he is not dead yet, he is unwilling to end his life like this, and he is still thinking hard about how to save himself.

He is self-motivated, never give up, must get out of the predicament, this is the only belief before death, no matter what, he must fight to change his fate, he must rush before dawn.

Time passed silently, and the lights in the house were dim.

Outside the small building, the wind and rain were fierce, the lightning struck and flashed, and the violent momentum was still there.

In the ghostly small building, "Yangjian"

, snoring in disgust, "Hades"

, the Grim Reaper is approaching.

Suddenly, in the midst of despair, Night's eyes lit up, as if he had made a discovery, and his anger and frustration were swept away, replaced by eager thoughts and strong desires.

Yes, he did have an idea, although it was not feasible, maybe it was wishful thinking, but in order to escape death, in order to take revenge, he should also try, he must try, and he must work hard before death comes.

No longer weeping and weeping, no longer in pain and sorrow, the night did not stop writhing with all his might, striking the bound stakes, and trying to get rid of the ropes on his body.

The stake is firm, the rope is thick, and it is not easy to break free, it is indeed wishful thinking.

He is not dead, he can't give up on himself, he can't wait to be cut alive by the living Hades Ling Chi, this is a helpless way in an urgent time, he has to work hard to do it or not, and he really can't admit it if he can't do it.

This wishful thinking is the last struggle before death, and he must do his best to fight for the ethereal survival, hoping to win a glimmer of hope.

Night Traceless slammed into the bound stake violently, one by one, the desire to survive truded everything, and he no longer knew the pain and fatigue, and kept working tenaciously.

Sweat was oozing out, and he was struggling to ...... Sweat was dripping, and he was still trying to collide...... Sweat soaked his clothes, but he didn't stop, and he didn't stop trying...... Sweat had soaked through his clothes, and he still didn't know the fatigue and pain, fighting for survival...... The sweat dripping down the ground and he kept fighting hard...... In the small building, except for the lonely and tragic life, everything has fallen asleep, and it is very quiet.

In the quiet, there is an eerie atmosphere, and there is also a feeling of hope and longing.

The night is stubbornly persevering, working tirelessly, shaking and colliding with all its might...... The stake loosened and he gained confidence...... The stake gradually swayed, and he saw hope, and with it, his spirit multiplied...... He fought tenaciously for survival, and with constant gasping and sweating, the stake was able to move up and down slightly, and his confidence was even greater...... He pressed his back against the stake and pressed his body down, pressed down...... Then clamp your arms and take a deep breath, so that you can pull the stake upwards while shaking with all your strength.

In the continuous shaking and pulling, it was not long before the stake was pulled out of the ground, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he feel extremely weak and tired, and there was great hope.

He lay down on the ground softly and wanted to rest for a while, not daring to make a sound.

After recovering his strength slightly, he immediately acted, and with the cooperation of his two arms, his body kept chrysalis, and finally retreated the stake, and then he was happy.

He had the joy of regaining his freedom, his body and mind were extremely happy, his nervous face flashed a smile, and his face was ruddy and excited.

This result was not easy to come by, if Ye Wuxian hadn't been tempered in the Nine Shadows Saint Monarch Cave Mansion, which had greatly increased his internal and external strength, he would not have thought of shaking the solid wooden stake, let alone pulling it out of the ground, and he would never have been able to break free from the ropes bound on his body.

He saw the hope of living, and let out a long breath, although his hands and feet were still tied, his body was able to move, and saving his life was no longer a dream, so to speak, he got his wish.

At this time, the tension in his body and mind was relieved, and his mood was greatly improved, and he no longer had to struggle for his life, but had to find a way to free his hands and feet from the shackles and slaughter the enemy and the living king of Hades.

Ye Wuxian looked at the oil lamp on the table, the light was faint and listless, listened to the disgusted snoring upstairs, and stood up gently.

He tensed his body, and his bound feet jumped to the table in the corner, careful not to make the slightest noise, for fear of alarming the living Hades.

He came to the table, moved his body and sat down with his back to the oil lamp, his hands tied behind his back slowly reached the oil lamp, his eyebrows tightened, he gritted his teeth, gently removed the extremely hot lampshade, and gently placed it on the table, and then his bound hands carefully reached above the lamp, trying to burn the rope with a faint flame.

Although the light was small, it was extremely hot, not only burning the rope, but also burning the wrist, and the burning pain of the skin was all over the internal organs.

His teeth were clenched, his face was twisted and stiff, trembling slightly, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed frequently.

The taste of being burned by fire is no less than that of Ling Chi alive, which has hurt his heart and burned his liver and intestines.

At this moment, in order to free himself from the shackles and slaughter the enemy of the living Hades, Ye Wuxian had no choice but to endure severe pain.

This is a whimsical idea that is thought about and helpless, and suddenly inspired, which is the only and feasible.

He won the hope of life, and also won the opportunity to slaughter the living Hades, and the long-cherished wish of revenge was no longer a dream.

Moreover, this burning pain is no longer painful compared to death, and it cannot be compared with the grief and anger of hopeless revenge.

The ropes burned, the clothes burned, and the flesh squeaked.

Night endured painlessly, writhing involuntarily, trembling, and breaking free.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, his stiff face distorted even more deformed, but he didn't dare to make a sound, lest he alarm the Hades upstairs and fall into a sweet dream.

"Boom!"

The rope on his arm was finally broken, and Ye Wuxian hurriedly fell to the ground and rolled to extinguish the flames on his body, the burned flesh was in pain, and he gritted his teeth and endured it without humming.

He finally broke free from the clutches of death, and his vow of revenge was promising, and although his flesh burned in pain, his heart felt extremely excited.

At this moment, he had no time to care about the pain, and hurriedly untied the rope on his leg.

"Hell"

, the sadness and despair are fading, and in the blink of an eye, the fire of life is ignited again.

This is the flame of hope, which is rising violently with thunder and lightning, vowing to be ruthless "hell"

Revolutionize it.

Night Traceless's flabby face was immediately filled with anger, and it became distorted and stiff again, and his eyes were full of murderous aura, and the fire of revenge was even stronger.

This iron-clad man and steel-cast god of war went straight to the "Yang World" upstairs

To take revenge, we must fulfill the long-awaited vow as soon as possible, and we must not delay for a little time, lest sudden accidents cause a big change in the situation.

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