In front of Wu Er's eyes, an ancient battlefield appeared.

In the battlefield, wolf smoke rises everywhere, and white bones and corpses are strewn.

In this situation, the shocked Wu Er's expression changed dramatically.

He originally thought that after using the copper bell hairpin for divination, it was only to break the rule of three-day deduction and make the hexagram more accurate.

Unexpectedly, after using "Tiangang Di Hexagram Tongtianjue", the hexagram appeared in front of me in the form of a picture.

In the picture, a man with a blurred figure is fighting alone in the mountains strewn with corpses.

A long sword.

It seems to have the courage to assert the eternal.

It's like a warning to the enemy.

God doesn't give birth to my figure man.

The Great Song Dynasty is like a long night.

Takeji saw this scene.

Very excited.

If you can find a spiritual object that is older than the copper bell hairpin and has a richer aura, maybe there will be more magical things when divination is deduced.

This also made Wu Er more and more curious about "Tiangang Di Divination Hexagram Tongtian Jue".

Now he is only the thirtieth hexagram that has cultivated to the ground in the seventy-two hexagrams.

If you comprehend all the mystical exercises in this volume, you may really be able to know the first 500 years, the next 500 years, and see through the thousand years at a glance.

Thinking of this, Takeji continued to look back.

But the next picture made Wu Er's heart feel like falling into an ice cave, as if he felt the breath of death.

On the blood-stained ancient battlefield, although the man was very strong, he was defeated in the face of a steady stream of enemy troops.

Those enemy troops seem to be inexhaustible, and they can't be killed.

Until the end

The man stood on the top of a mountain of corpses and collapsed with a bang.

With the man's death, the picture disappeared from Takeji's eyes.

"Could this be my ending and ending tomorrow?"

Bang dang

Wu Er was shocked and dropped the copper bell hairpin in his hand to the ground.

The hexagram that evolved on the ancient battlefield was very unfavorable to him.

It's obviously a dead end.

"No, I'll find a way to break this deadlock."

Wu Er muttered to himself and picked up the copper bell hairpin that fell to the ground.

He was ready to continue the deduction.

Whether it is using the Yin Yang Fish Jade Pendant or using the Tongtian Decision for divination, every time it is cast, it needs to consume a lot of essence blood.

The second evolution of the picture is a scene of escape.

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Seeing that he was not an enemy opponent, the fuzzy figure man gave up the battle directly and resolutely chose to escape.

However, the king of Hades wants you to die on the third watch, and he will not keep you until the fifth watch.

Not long after the man escaped from the ancient battlefield, he was stabbed by his own people in a cave looking up at the bright moon.

"His grandmother's is another dead end."

Wu Erqi's lungs hurt.

hurriedly poured himself a glass of wine to suppress the shock.

He couldn't just die.

The deadlock must be broken.

After a firm conviction.

Takeji continued divination.

At the time of the third deduction.

Blood spilled from the corners of Takeji's mouth.

This is the disadvantage of frequent use of Tongtian Decision and excessive consumption of essence and blood in the body.

Even so, Takeji did not give up.

"My life is up to me, not to God."

"I don't believe it yet, I can't find a way to solve the deadlock."

Faced with the death of the third deduction, Takeji began the fourth divination.

But the result seems to have been destined.

It seems to be announcing to Wu Er that tomorrow, the heavens want you to die, and you have to die if you don't want to die.

"Heaven wants to destroy me, I will destroy heaven."

"Against the sky, there are exceptions."

"Against me, there is no life."

Wu Er, who did not admit defeat, how could he easily accept his fate.

The sixth divination begins.

……

Until forty-four consecutive deductions, all of them were dead.

A mouthful of blood gushed out from the corner of Wu Er's mouth.

"Is God really going to kill me?"

After feeling the essence and blood in his body, and the exhausted thirst bottomed out, Takeji collapsed to the ground in pain.

After a night of deduction.

He was no longer able to divination.

At this time, at the end of the sky, there was also a little white light.

There is less than an hour left before the time of the attack on the mountain.

"Erlang, what's wrong with you?"

After waking up from alcohol, Pan Jinlian was awakened by the sound of Wu Er falling to the ground.

The clothes were not put on, so he hurriedly got off the kang and ran into the west wing.

Seeing the blood on the corner of Wu Er's mouth, Pan Jinlian hugged him tightly in his arms in fright.

"Erlang, sister-in-law can't stand your toss!"

Regarding last night's drunken confession, Pan Jinlian had forgotten everything after she woke up.

But Wu Er, but keep it in mind.

Face the impending deadend.

Wu Er lay in Pan Jinlian's arms.

For the first time, I seriously felt my sister-in-law's bulging bag.

At the same time, Wu Er also boldly stretched out his hand and stroked Pan Jinlian's delicate face.

It's soft.

It's slippery.

Very tender.

This is the first bold move he has made to his sister-in-law since he was reborn, and it may also be his last.

There is no solution to the deadlock, and it is impossible to break it.

He must face the end of his death.

In order not to worry his sister-in-law, Wu Er squeezed a stiff smile and coughed lightly: "Sister-in-law, I'm fine, maybe the old problem of anemia and qi deficiency has been committed again." ”

Wu Er was not prepared to tell his sister-in-law about the attack on the mountain.

During the twelfth divination, he once deduced that he escaped from Qinghe Village with his sister-in-law and Ling'er.

Hexagrams show that this will only end in a more miserable way.

"Erlang, you vomit blood, and you still have the mind to be disrespectful to your sister-in-law, you really hate it to death."

Pan Jinlian didn't laugh angrily.

Pretty blushed for a while.

This is the first intimate contact between them on the skin after Wu Er's illness has recovered.

"In addition to being disrespectful to my sister-in-law, I also have to smell the unique fragrance of my sister-in-law's hair, otherwise I won't be able to smell it in the future."

Wu Er said, taking a deep breath presumptuous and greedily.

This bite almost sucked Pan Jinlian away.

She has always been in love with Wu Er.

Early this morning, Wu Er seemed to be a different person, which made her want to go to the thatched house.

"Erlang, you are so bad, you weren't like this before."

Wu Er smiled wryly.

It was before.

It's now.

He's going to die.

If you don't enjoy it again, I'm afraid you won't have a chance.

"Sister-in-law, please go and help me grab some supplements and come back."

In order to prevent his sister-in-law from becoming a widow again after his death, Wu Er enjoyed it in moderation, and after reining in his disrespectful actions, he deliberately broke up Pan Jinlian.

It's not too early, it's time for him to go.

"Okay Erlang, sister-in-law, I'm going to the market to help you buy some big supplements."

Pan Jinlian said, helped Wu Er to the kang, and walked towards the outside of the small courtyard.

It's more uncomfortable than suffocating to go to the thatched house.

Takeji's body is more important.

"Sister-in-law, the money I have earned in recent months is hidden in the smelly socks under the kang, why don't you take that money with you?"

Looking at the back of his sister-in-law leaving, Wu Er secretly explained the aftermath.

Pan Jinlian, who didn't understand, shouted in a loud voice: "It doesn't cost a lot of money to buy supplements, you save it, and your sister-in-law has money." ”

Wu Er smiled innocently.

It's nice to have such a sister-in-law.

"If there is a next life, I still want you to be my sister-in-law."

After a light sigh.

Wu Er came to the east wing and quietly kissed goodbye on the forehead of the sleeping Wu Ling'er.

It's dawn.

The rooster crowed.

He deserves to die, too.