Consciousness is silent in a claustrophobic space, Zhang Pan's brilliant knife light and San Lang's own "heart seed" perfectly fit, under this knife, San Lang clearly felt his "death", unwilling he struggled, but could not change the ending in the slightest.

Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times!

I don't know how many times I have risen up to fight, but it is like fate, the ending has long been constant, I can't swing away, I can't break free, Saburo can only watch himself being cut into two pieces again and again, and that sense of powerlessness continues to erode his heart.

"Die!"

It's this smear light again, it's this picture again, it's this ending again, Saburo, who was cut into two pieces, seems to be really dead, and he can't be as tenaciously condensed back as before, and his consciousness sinks straight into the dark abyss with the sinking "body".

"Am I going to die?"

"Perhaps!"

Consciousness became weaker and weaker, Saburo slowly closed his eyes, and the darkness was about to engulf everything.

However, at this time, Saburo, who had been sinking, suddenly felt that something was supporting him, as if he was lying on a huge sponge, so soft and comfortable.

The soft light dispelled the coldness of the abyss, a familiar voice sounded in his ears, a familiar face appeared in his mind, Saburo, who had given up, slowly opened his eyes, here, he finally found a reason why he had to fight, he still had something very important to protect!

The body that has become illusory is gradually consolidated, and at this moment, Saburo already has the courage to face death!

......

In the small room, a large number of figures stood in it, and their eyes were all looking at San Lang who was lying on the bed.

After so many days, under the careful care of Da Lang, San Lang's complexion has gradually changed from that sickly pale to a healthy ruddy color, and the huge wound behind him has also scabbed and healed, and his physical condition is getting better day by day.

But to this day, San Lang still has no intention of waking up, which also makes Da Lang's mood heavier and heavier day by day.

"Let's go. Feeding San Lang some medicinal porridge, and helping him wipe his body, looking at San Lang who was as unresponsive as a dead man, the sadness on Da Lang's face deepened a little.

"You say, goshawk, he won't just do that...... You're not awake, are you?"

Out of the room, Wubaqilang finally couldn't help but say the words that had been held in his heart for a long time.

Hearing this, Da Lang and the others immediately glared at Wubaqilang viciously, but then, their eyes gradually became blurred.

"No, no! Goshawk will wake up!

Shichiro clenched his fists and said the confident words firmly, but the tears in his eyes quietly rolled down for some reason.

Hearing Shichiro's words, everyone nodded fiercely, but they couldn't help but ask in their hearts, "Really?"

During this time, for the sake of San Lang, they can be said to have tried their best, and even used the blood spirit bead again, but after calling someone, they only got a sigh......

"Third brother, you are just snooze, you have slept enough for so long, right? In a few days, the eldest sister will be coming, I don't think you can bear to let her see you like this, right?"

Looking at Saburo's house, Da Lang thought helplessly.

Perhaps, he really heard Da Lang's call, and before Da Lang's sigh was finished, a strong fluctuation erupted in San Lang's room.

“！！！”

In an instant, the people sitting in the courtyard outside the house jumped straight up as if they had a spring under their buttocks, and their heads twisted violently, as if they had a grudge against the neck.

“？？？”

However, after that, everyone waited for a long time, but everything was calm again, and even the fluctuation of the mental power just now became illusory.

"I'll take a look. ”

There was no movement on the left, no movement on the right, and Da Lang finally couldn't sit still, but just when he was about to step forward, another strong mental fluctuation came out of the room, this time not only stronger than the last time, but also mixed with a majestic blood fluctuation during the period.

"It's true! Goshawk woke up!"

This real feeling instantly excited everyone outside the house.

"Quiet! quiet!"

As soon as the gloomy clouds of many days dissipated, Da Lang finally had that bright smile on his face again, but he still tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart and tried his best to make everyone quiet down first.

Looking at the posture just now, Da Lang, who is no longer a cultivator, knows that San Lang is a blessing in disguise this time and has the opportunity to break through, so it is natural not to affect him at this time.

As soon as Da Lang said this, everyone quickly came back to their senses, and the excited expression did not subside, but they did not make the slightest sound, they just clenched their fists and stared at the room.

With San Lang's increasingly domineering aura coming out, the smile on Da Lang's face became brighter and brighter.

"Wow!"

At a certain moment, an eagle's cry was suddenly heard, and in the room, San Lang suddenly opened his eyes, and the bright golden light turned into a sharp sword qi, smashing all darkness!

"Has the physical cultivation of the seventh order of the General Realm?"

Clenching his fists slightly, feeling the surging power in his body, the corners of Saburo's mouth raised slightly, and then he touched his back, where a huge wound had healed.

"It's really dangerous this time, did the eldest brother save me in the end?" Thinking back to the last bits of memory, Saburo muttered alone.

got up, got out of bed, just opened the door, looked at Da Lang and them outside the house, San Lang couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then, the corners of his mouth were raised widely, and before he could say the happy mood of his friends, he was swallowed up by Da Lang's passion as hot as the sun.

On that day, the whole city of Mocheng set up a banquet to congratulate the joy, just like the New Year.

It was also at this time that Saburo learned that a small strange city had gathered more than 2,000 Red Guards this time, so that some guys on a small island not far overseas had been a little nervous recently.

......

The next day, as soon as the fiery red sun rose, Da Lang and the others had already packed their bags and were ready to go back, and San Lang sent them out of Mocheng for more than ten miles before stopping.

"In a few days, let's go back to Huaicheng together. ”

When parting, Wuhachishiro invited Saburo.

"Okay. In this regard, Saburo readily agreed.

Riding on the Ink-scaled Snow Beast, watching Da Lang and them gradually drift away, until there were only a few roads of dust and smoke left, San Lang turned around and returned to the city.

After a period of time, nothing else happened in Mocheng, taking advantage of this time, San Lang also completely consolidated his realm, and after the order was sent down, he handed over the defense with the two eight four Lang who came to change the defense, and San Lang and his party directly pulled out the village and raised the army, and went straight to Huaicheng with Da Lang and them.