He swallowed the saliva in his throat, and there was only one thought in his heart at this time, that is, to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, and never come here again.

Then pass the news to them, and let them figure out how to solve the rest by themselves, anyway, he doesn't want to get involved in this matter, which can be regarded as benevolent and righteous.

How dare he hesitate in his heart, mobilize all the spiritual power in his body and infuse his legs, and quickly retreat in the direction he came, without looking back, for fear of seeing that nightmarish figure.

As long as he wants to leave, even if Lu Jinan has all kinds of schemes and tricks, he may not be able to forcibly leave him, right?

After all, the speed at which he exerted his body technique with all his strength was enough to reach one step and ten feet, and it stands to reason that Lu Jin'an was in the same realm as him, so it seemed that he still had a great chance of escaping.

With his speed, he quickly fled to the wall from which he came, and as soon as he crossed the southern wall, he was like a fish into the sea, a bird in the sky, and he was no longer trapped by the cage net.

Looking at the wall close at hand, his heart finally hung in the air, as long as he didn't die here, it would only be him Lu Jin'an who died.

Don't elbow in prison, you'll die in your elbow! Let's eat a little pudding, our great biker warrior should have the spirit of Heman, how can you say that elbow is elbow?

Have you forgotten your experience of crashing a plane using the physical method? Even if you forget the four o'clock in the morning, you should still remember the existence of Jiao Mamba's spirit!

The helicopter will give you a new one, don't elbow first, give me a good listen, I admit that the pilot was elbowed by me, but it was not a crash but a lightning cyclone.

Jin'an is going to melt this dark chocolate for him, who made him sleep badly at night and run to find trouble for himself.

"Hmph, want to peach?"

"Didn't anyone tell you that when an assassin misses a blow, he should make a quick decision, and the big deal is that he is looking for an opportunity. And you? Wavering, when the interruption continues, and now you make up your mind to leave, do you think I will give you a chance? ”

A flick of his fingers in Anxin's hand seemed to be an action that had been repeated many times, and it seemed extremely casual, and a touch of blue light flew out from his fingertips.

The moonlight flowed like flowing water on Jin'an's body, which set off the extraordinaryness of the young man more and more, but it was like a young god descending on the mortal earth, which became more mysterious and curious.

"Except for the triple snow on the king's body, who in the world is worthy of white clothes?"

In the long night, under the starlight, a touch of blue light pierced the dark night, like a bright star falling from the nine heavens to the mortal dust, carrying the general trend towards the man in black.

At this time, although it was twilight, the surroundings were bleak and dustless, but under the blue light, a ray of sky light slowly rose in the dark night sky, and the sky opened to see the light, bleeding and pouring!

It was as if the night was fading and the dawn was slowly coming.

Xiao Man, who was sleeping soundly, looked up and wondered, "How long have I been asleep before dawn, aren't I sleeping?" Hurry up and talk for a while, and you'll have to chirp later. ”

The man in black, who was about to climb over the wall and face the sea, had a chill down his spine, his body stiffened slightly, and an ominous premonition rose out of thin air in his heart, and his body couldn't help but become sluggish.

The body couldn't help but turn his head slightly, and he saw that the blue light in his vision was gradually magnifying, which shocked him and made him feel more and more uneasy.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't, because the speed of the blue light was too fast, and he could only forcibly urge his body, wanting to quickly change his position.

"Move, move, move me!"

The fallen leaves silently submerged into his body, and a bright red blood bloomed for it, and he only thought about how to dodge it, but he didn't notice that he had been hit.

The sword-like leaves crossed his body, pierced straight through the wall in front of him, and sank into the poplars outside the wall, squeezing ...... The crisp moaning sound.

Finally, under his difficult urging, his body finally shifted a little to the right, and he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was so tired in such a short period of time.

But it's all worth it, isn't it? As long as they are alive, as long as they are alive, there is still hope, and when they get out, their situation will be different.

Thinking of this, he was even more desperate to leave, mobilizing the last strength in his body to support his body and prepare to climb over the cage.

But slowly, he was a little weak, obviously just one step away, but he couldn't lift his spirits, and something seemed to be slowly flowing in his body.

How could I suddenly become so eager to sleep? Hey, isn't that too much milk? Why did she appear here, could it be that her grandmother misses me and wants to take me to the underworld as a companion?

Sweeping away distracting thoughts, thinking that he must put two sticks of incense on his grandmother when he goes back, and then he felt that his chest was a little wet, so he wiped it casually and tried to wipe it off, but it turned out to be a little slimy.

Could it be sweat? But where did I get so much sweat to keep flowing, he raised his left hand in confusion and looked at it fixedly, huh...... Am I bleeding?

He seemed to understand something, and looked towards his chest, where a tiny wound was bleeding out, and his clean clothes were already stained with blood.

It's just that his mind is too tense to realize that he finally knows what is passing, which is the countdown to his life.

Thinking like this, he was relieved, he was too tired to practice in this life, and it was not a good thing to follow his grandmother like this, if he could, it would be good to be a mortal in the next life?

His fingers slowly loosened, his body slowly fell off the wall, and the experience of the practice slowly came to mind as if to draw an end to his journey.

"Stories are always imperfect, like the moon doesn't always round."

He really wanted to ask the young man, how did he do it, how did a sea of Qi in the Ning Yuan Realm do it, and it could hold so many spirit yuan?

He was really curious, this was what he wanted to figure out the most before he died, except for his feelings for her?

It's a pity that the little vitality he has left is no longer enough to support him to say a word, maybe he should really listen to his persuasion, and he won't end up like this if he withdraws early.

He still has many, many questions that he doesn't have time to say, just like he didn't have time to say what was in his heart to her at the beginning, and these beautiful things will be buried in his memories with him.

At the last moment when he closed his eyes, he tried his best to open his eyes and look carefully, looking at the young man who was still calm in front of him, he looked at the young man, and the young man also looked at him, looking at each other, speechless.

The other party stood with his hands in his hands, standing there indifferently as dust, although his body was small but not small, dressed in plain white robes, inadvertently exuding a sharp edge, showing the spirit of a young man.

He reluctantly bent the corners of his mouth to an arc, indicating that he was smiling, isn't this the self in his dreams?

With her by his side, watching the sunrise and sunset together on the top of the mountain, the two frolicked in the woods, and ran hand in hand in the wilderness, which turned out to be what he wanted.

It's not that he didn't think about his various endings, but he didn't expect the ending to come so quickly, and to draw a happy end for himself with a scene that he had never imagined.

In the end, the corners of his mouth only moved slightly, but he still couldn't make a little sound, his eyes slowly drooped weakly, he knew that the grandmother had come to pick her up, the grandmother who had loved her since she was a child.

The story still came to an end, and the man in black didn't understand until he died, when the little young master who was judged to have no relationship with martial arts was able to cultivate.

How did many extraordinarily conceived cognitions do it, and after a lifetime of elbowing, they still couldn't elbow out of their predicament.

He seemed very calm about the death of the man in black, just glanced at it casually, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the wooden chair that he was thinking about, intending to go back and close his eyes and rest.

When he returned to the wooden chair, he felt much better, and the unspoken words of the man in black could actually be distinguished, which was nothing more than doubting why he behaved like this.

"Why can you cultivate?" In this regard, he just smiled shallowly, with his innate advantage, he was just embarking on the path of cultivation, how could he stump him?

As for why he was able to have such a huge spirit yuan in the initial realm, it was naturally due to the difficulty of breaking the sea, as we all know, it was also difficult to break the sea, and the more rewarding he would get.

The sea of qi opened up by him in this life is enough to be proud of the ancient and modern, at least the sea of qi in his first eight lives is far inferior, so it is estimated that he has not seen the ancients before, and he has not seen the comers in the future.

As for why you died at my hands, it's because you don't even play Genshin Impact, so you can only live a life of failure, forever being trampled under your feet and looking up to others.

With the power of Genshin Impact, victory is inevitable.

"Primitives, start!"