Volume I, Ming Chronicle, Chapter 154, No. 8
In the wilderness, less than a month later, the wind and sand gradually buried the deep hole, as if nothing would change again.
In the square of Spark City, the crowd was surging, more than a month had passed since the battle in the ring, and everyone's divine consciousness swept over the last place in the light curtain: the second game, Li Shisheng, No. 8 of Daqin! 2nd in points, ranked 999998.
"It's a pity, that person's strength is really strong, if he doesn't die, I'm afraid he will be the first one."
"Who's to say it isn't! I heard that His Highness also compensated them for that incident, a superb fire on their planet! I really didn't expect that we would fight for life and death, and in the hands of others, it is a discardable thing, what an irony! ”
Probably they didn't expect it to be like this. The realms are different, the strength is different, and the resources occupied are incomparable. What you have been fighting for all your life may be three huts, it may be thousands of acres of fertile land, but in the eyes of some people, it is just a number.
In Tang Xuemin's view, the world should be like this, if I throw out a fire, you should grab your head for him, if you don't rob it, you can't do it, there will be people like Tang An who stand up: Look, if you don't rob, that person will be the end.
If you rob it, you may not be able to grab it, and you will pay something countless times higher than the value of the fire itself, like the life of that person, like the dignity of an honest person, etc.
But the spark really has to be grabbed, people not only live for themselves, without the spark, your planet, your home, your children and grandchildren will have no hope, so honest people are riveting to rush forward. Because, a man must always have a dream, in case he realizes it.
In this stubble after stubble scramble, Tang Xuemin will get stronger and stronger, and there will be more and more things similar to tinder, so that you can't stop, and when you understand, look back, you have lost too much, only to run forward with a hard head, there is really no turning back in life.
In this game, it is always the strong who wins, just like Tang Xuemin, this matter is just a small wave, and it is a big deal to make up for your fire, and his final outcome will only be a painless punishment.
In the eyes of honest people, that person really lost everything, and he took his life on the line, and he had two goods properly.
At this time, in the small courtyard No. 8, in the clear light shield in the quiet room, Li Shi slowly opened his eyes, the strength of the Heavenly Immortal powerhouse was really terrifying, even if it was just a little sword qi, it took him a whole month to cultivate.
A fat orange-white cat was sleeping in front of him, the sleeping position was indescribable, and from time to time there were bursts of snoring, which made his heart very peaceful, and he exhaled with his big hand: "Sleep on you Ma Pi, get up!" ”
Pig turned over, his eyes were hazy and yawned widely, and his lazy waist stretched out as if he was about to tear his body into a snake, and glanced at him: "Is the injury healed?" Well, it's time for the activity, the person who bullied me, I'll teach him a good lesson when I get the tinder. The tone and expression were lively, and she looked like the eldest sister of the Black Society.
His divine sense swept across the small courtyard, and his face suddenly turned bad, as if he was saying to himself: "Where did the three of them go, how unsafe it is outside!" ”
After giving him a white look, she told him everything that day, as if she had not invited the credit: "Amazing, I saved you, and I got a superb fire for nothing, I have passed the sound to them, and the play is also good, especially Dao Wanming is really a good seedling, I haven't found it before." ”
When Li Shi heard this, he laughed happily, picked her up, kissed her a few times, and exclaimed: "What a little clever!" Then a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Tang Xuemin, then let's have a good time with you, anyway, I'm barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes!" ”
In the light mask, a person and a cat muttered and conspired, all kinds of expressions on their faces kept flashing, and they didn't know how to cause trouble to Tang Xuemin.
"Hmmm! Hey! No way! A melon-eating monk excitedly pulled the people around him and shouted: "Senior brother, senior brother, look! Look! The 8th moved, and the 8th points moved. No way! ”
Senior Brother frowned, and said with a displeased expression: "What a fuss!" Can't you keep the point? Well? Number 8? Saying that, the divine sense swept the light curtain: In the third scene, Li Shisheng, the No. 8 of Daqin! 3 points, ranked 999997.
The two senior brothers stood in the field with their mouths open, their expressions were full of ghosts, and at the same time, the time in the whole field seemed to be frozen, silent, and later the exclamations of Qi Qi rang out, straight to the sky.
This thing is beyond their cognition, Mahayana to the heavenly immortals, he is still alive, and he still has the courage to go to the ring again, how big a heart does this have? Aren't you afraid of being targeted again? Or did he come prepared? This ring fight should look better, right? Thinking that everyone couldn't help but look in the same direction, it was Tang Wenmin's compound.
In the courtyard, there were fine porcelain shards all over the ground, Tang Wenmin closed his eyes, his face was expressionless, his index finger gently tapped on the armrest of the couch, and the several people standing in front of him were full of disbelief, bowing their heads and trembling, like a chilling cicada.
Tang Murong behind him chuckled: "Interesting, Your Highness might as well let him jump for two more days, and when the ring battle is over, I will do it myself." ”
"Huh! It's really disturbing, and I don't need you to do it. Fifty, there you go! I really don't want to see that bed bug again, it's too good, I shouldn't be able to see it tomorrow, right? He whispered, looking at Don Tempingly.
"It's Your Highness, I'll arrange it." Tang answered in time, walked out of the shadows, and disappeared out of the courtyard with him.
In the courtyard next door, Tang Wenxue listened with his ears fixed for a long time, picked up the exquisite celadon tea cup in front of him, and took a sip of the already cold tea beautifully, with a smile on his face: "Good tea, good tea, reward!" With that, he got up and walked straight down the street.
The demon clan stationed, Dugu Xue's bright big eyes were full of surprise, and the big tears rolled down in the flickering, jumped into her sister's arms, hugged her and cried loudly, when she was young, she jumped down, wiped the tears on her face, and turned into a white light with a grin.
With a startled sound, the frost on Dugu Qian's face melted a little, and when she walked out of the courtyard gate, she saw a man and a woman in front of the No. 8 courtyard talking and laughing happily, it was Xiaomei and that Tang literature.
In the ring, a mechanized voice came from Li Shi's ears: "In the third game, Daqin No. 8 Li Shisheng is victorious!" 3 points, ranked 999997. Matching opponents, please wait. Please get ready, the fourth game begins! ”
A figure appeared in the field, and the monk was extremely frightened between his eyebrows, and hugged his fists: "It's just a formality, please be merciful." The whole body was full of inspiration, and he was smashed out of the ring with a punch.
Dense voices repeat: integral 4, 5, 6, 7... The points kept going up.
The voice of the sky gradually dimmed, "I'm afraid it's the last one today, right?" Li Shi muttered to himself, a monk walked out of the shadows, and the look made him sneer: "It's really ghostly!" ”