Chapter Twenty-Seven: PUBG
"Okay, look at this mountain full of worries and blood grass, your masterpiece, your hard work, just waiting to blossom and bear fruit......"
Senior Brother Chen's voice was as gentle as the wind, without emotion, as if telling a trivial matter.
Rock saw him and the fat man standing on the hill looking at him, and heard them talking.
Is it flowering and bearing fruit?
The implication is profound.
It's really fast!
The rock sat up and looked around, there was a kind of spiritual grass all over the mountains, and he was too familiar with such spiritual grass, because he couldn't forget that scene.
The rock clearly remembered that day, the three spirit grasses that the young man in white took away, weren't they like this, but these had not yet bloomed, but there were already a lot of budding flower bones.
Isn't the place where these spiritual grasses grow that the fat man focuses on, whenever the rock is over and their battle is over, the corpses on the battlefield are disposed of by the fat man, and he clears out the battlefield for the next day.
The rock had always thought that the fat man was cleaning up the corpses just so that they could get into battle the next day, but now it seems that this is not the case, but for another reason, and now when he sees these budding flower bones, he suddenly finds a serious problem.
The Forget Worry Blood Grass is to be cultivated with the flesh and blood of people in this world, no wonder every time the fat man has to shake the corpse into a blood mist, it turns out that this spirit grass can be quickly absorbed and grow rapidly.
Before, they were busy cultivating, how could they pay attention to these, but now when they saw the spiritual grass all over the mountain, they suddenly felt a little sad, could it be said that this is the value of the natives of this world?
How unfortunate.
It turns out that these spiritual grasses are watered with human blood.
No wonder it is said that many people will die in the Chosen Suigong, and now the facts are in front of us, how can there be Lingcao if there are not so many people who don't die, and the three years of killing are just to make this world have more such things.
Even if it's three years later, take some of it.
There is still a lot more in this world.
When the year comes, it is another day to start harvesting, and the cycle repeats itself and repeats itself, and this is the fate of people in this world.
The blood spirit that is associated with himself is also what these people want to get.
Just because the blood spirit has to be produced in the non-stop battle, these people force themselves and the natives to fight desperately, just to get the blood spirit that only the people of this world have in their bodies.
After that, the fat man completely broke the Gathering Spirit Pill of the rock, and every once in a while he had to check the blood spirit in his body, which would be tantamount to telling you that I can't wait to harvest it.
But he also told the rocks that they were growing up more and more afraid of them growing up.
The rock can only endure it, who makes himself incapable.
What is shame, living is the most important thing, and only by living can you have the opportunity to resist.
Only desperate cultivation, although there is no help from the Gathering Spirit Pill, but the fat man has not restricted his cultivation, no matter how you say it, there is progress, even if it is a little bit of progress.
Dashi and Iwasan cultivated even more desperately, and they all felt that the mountain rain was coming.
However, that kind of life-and-death battle still never stopped, and the fat people still thought that as long as there was a life-and-death battle, they could accelerate the maturity of the blood spirit, so they would not stop easily.
Even if it is a tiger breeding, it is still under absolute control.
So they have absolute confidence to wait until the moment of harvest.
……
"Fatty, keep it."
Senior Brother Chen, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, suddenly shouted, and the ethereal veil appeared like a cloud, and then shot into the sky, disappearing at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye, and something big happened in a hurry.
The rocks in the battle heard and saw it, and were very curious about what had happened to cause them to make such a big move.
I had never seen this kind of situation, Senior Brother Chen left as if he was crazy, all they saw was a swaying and chic slowly flying away, how could there be such a rush and ruin.
It was nearly dusk, and the rocks had just finished their battle, and they sat cross-legged to rest.
Senior Brother Chen is back, carrying a person on his back, it is the short man who has been scratching people's heads outside, he is actually seriously injured, and he needs to be supported by the weak, and he will hang up if he is not careful.
As soon as he returned here, Senior Brother Chen let the short man sit up and help heal his wounds behind his back, which showed that the short man was indeed seriously injured, and he couldn't heal his injuries anymore, so he had to ask others to help.
In just a moment, the two of them entered a strange state, and it seemed that they would not get better for a while.
The fat man on the side was like an ant on a hot pan, looking at the two of them from time to time.
Rock watched their movements, his eyes suddenly fiery, as if he had a premonition of something.
looked at Dashi and Iwasan and found that the two of them were also looking at him, their eyes flashing with light, they both saw the opportunity and were waiting for him to make a decision, after all, the three of them were already living and dying together.
They all know that opportunities are hard to come by, and they have been waiting for such opportunities all along.
What a rare opportunity!
When you do, you know the risks.
They all understand that if you make a mistake, you will never recover.
But they all understand that wealth and wealth are in danger, and if they want to live, they have to fight for their lives.
Fight out a way to live, fight out a way to live.
Give it a go.
Die or live.
The rock nodded without a trace, drew a short knife from his waist, and handed it to the big stone along the ground, while giving him a thumbs up.
Dashi understood, quietly grabbed the short knife, and pressed it to the ground, for fear of making a sound and alarming the fat man.
Rock raised his little finger at Iwazo, and then made a slashing motion along the ground with his palm.
Yan San nodded slightly, as if he had already understood.
The rock was still not at ease, and his hand gestured on the ground with a middle finger and pointed at himself and hooked it slightly, which now shows everything.
The division of labor is clear.
Suddenly, the rock grabbed a blood grass that had already opened, stood up, and walked towards the fat man.
The steps were calm, quite fast, and I didn't see anything abnormal, but the scimitar was in his hand, although the head of the knife was pointing down, but if the fat man was alert, he would definitely scold.
Because there has never been such a situation, let alone a time like this.
However, even if he was not far from the fat man's side, this guy still didn't react, still looking at Senior Brother Chen and the two of them anxiously, and his heart was confused by concern.
"Immortal, if this works, I'm willing to do it now!"
The rock held up the Forgetful Blood Grass, made a bow, and said with his mouth, his footsteps did not stop, and a pair of eyes were focused on the fat man's every move, looking for a hunter with motives.
"I don't need it yet, not to the point where it comes."
The fat man glanced at the rock, stretched out his hand to take the Forgetful Blood Grass, and turned his eyes to Senior Brother Chen again, all his attention was on Senior Brother Chen, and he didn't pay attention to the rock at all.
It was at this time that the rock realized that the opportunity could not be lost, and that it would never come again.
He moved, and in silence the scimitar was raised and slashed with all his might.
He knew that he had to do it once, and there was no second chance.
If you want to find food in the palm of such a person's hands, you must be fast, accurate, and ruthless, otherwise it will be a waste of all your efforts, he understands that he can't afford to lose, there is no chance to do it again, and the opponent will never give him a chance to do it again.
So you have to work hard, you have to do it once and for all.
No matter how bad it is, it will make the other party lose the opportunity in the first blow, otherwise, what awaits the three of them is death, and there is no reason to be lucky.
"You ......"
The cultivation is strong, and the spiritual sense is also powerful, even the rock didn't expect it.
The fat man's reaction at the moment of life and death dodged the scimitar that slashed at his neck, and the real difference was a thousand miles, which is enough to show how powerful the fat man is.
But his other reaction was fatal, it should be said that it was an instinctive reaction of a person, acting in a panic, actually raising his hand to block the scimitar, blocking the blade with his body.
If the rock was an ordinary person in the past, or the cultivation was low, it would be feasible, but he forgot that the rock at this moment was a sixth-order qi training, although it was not as fat as him, but it was not too bad, and such a knife was a knife that the rock tried his best.
Click
With a slight thud, an arm was easily chopped off.
"Ahh
With a scream, the fat man grinned in pain.
But his reaction was far better than ordinary, and even quite correct, a long sword quickly appeared in the other hand, but it was already a step too late.
One step is a thousand miles.
The scimitar of the rock has been slashed again, and this knife is like a thunderbolt.
A killer slash.
It's a knife that rocks with all its might, and it's really lightning fast.
It's already a missed sword.
How could it be possible to miss a second stab.
It's risking your own life.
Burst!
The fat man's sword had been raised and fell, but it had given up halfway and had lost its strength when it fell.
For the rock had cut off his head, and the head that had rolled to the ground was dead, and he might not understand how it had come to this point.
On the other side, Oishi and Iwasan also attacked at the same time, equally swift and crazy.
Da Shi used the short knife of the rock and went straight to Senior Brother Chen, as for why the rock asked him to use the short knife against the most deadly and powerful Senior Brother Chen, he didn't ask, and he didn't have time to ask.
But he still chose to believe in rocks, without a reason, and not with his own scimitar.
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The short knife enters the body, just a knife tip, and it is difficult to inch in.
The gap in cultivation.
No matter how hard you try, the short knife can't move forward in the slightest.
It can be seen that Senior Brother Chen is so powerful that he actually used his spiritual power to block the attack of the short knife, and it was in the case of piercing into his body.
Dashi frantically pushed the short knife forward, trying to stab it even a little more, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.
On the other hand, Senior Brother Chen, under the pain, couldn't help but stop healing the short one, and even freed up one hand and slapped the big stone away with one palm, and he actually had the strength to spare, which was easy.
It's too powerful.
However, Senior Brother Chen, who withdrew his hand, suddenly had round eyes, a look of disbelief, and turned his head to look at the short knife that pierced his body, but unfortunately it was too late to react.
His body was slowly falling, and it was useless to let him have too much unwillingness, and finally turned into black blood.
Iwasan naturally chose his own scimitar, and at the moment he was frantically slashing the short one.
The screaming monster screamed like a mad beast.
The attack of the three people, even if he was the easiest, was almost to deal with a waste person, but especially so, it still made him go all out, after all, his cultivation was too weak, how could he dare to slack off in the slightest.
The short man, who was already seriously injured, had no power to fight back, and in the dull pop sound, he was almost chopped into meat sauce by Iwasan .