"Could it really be as Zhao Gongdao said, Heavenly Court planted a seed in my heart?"

"Otherwise..."

"Although I have lost my memory, what kind of person would make me so sincerely dormant?"

"Is there really such a person?"

Taibai slowly raised his head and looked into the sky, his eyes becoming a little deep.

Inside the city of mountains and seas.

"Damn..."

"No signal at all!"

"How long will this special immortal presence last, are you annoying!"

Liu Wushu slammed his phone on the table, muttered scolding, pushed open the window, and looked at the projection in the heavenly court high in the sky, his face full of unhappiness.

Especially in the depths of his mind, there was a voice that was constantly bewitching him.

"Lao Tzu has said it, it's not rare to see your blessing!"

"It's endless!"

"Believe it or not, I'm going to find your grave right now, give you a chance to break your bones and scatter ashes, and cut off your chance to live a second life?"

Liu Wushu said to himself impatiently.

As his voice fell, the bewitching voice in his head suddenly became much quieter, and finally disappeared completely.

And in the face of this so-called Fourth Immortal Arrival, it was accompanied by the fact that the power of the immortal spirit in Liu Wushu's body was growing wildly, and his strength was steadily rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But Liu Wushu didn't care about this, as if it was just a trivial matter worth mentioning compared to playing games and disconnecting the Internet.

"Yikes!"

"By the way, my son!"

As if he suddenly thought of something, Liu Wuxian's mother screamed, got up suddenly, jumped out of the window, floated in mid-air, and hurried towards the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

Castle Lord's Mansion.

Liu Chengfeng sat in front of the window, his face unusually pale.

The cold poison that has been urinating in the body since childhood has exploded to a certain extreme at this moment.

"Wow, don't scare me!"

"Uncle Liu, please come and secretly protect the bodyguards who ride the wind!"

"It's time to show up!"

"He looks like he's going to hang!"

"Summon bodyguards!"

Geng Fat opened the window, looked around, and shouted anxiously.

The so-called bodyguard did not appear, but because the window was opened and the air conditioning poured back, Liu Chengfeng seemed to be one step closer to death.

"!"

"What the hell is going on!"

"Uncle Liu really didn't find someone to protect Liu Chengfeng!"

Geng Fat's face turned green.

Recalling that during the most dangerous period of time, he always stayed by Liu Chengfeng's side and never left, and he was a little skeptical about life for a while.

"Hey!"

"Is there really no one hiding in the dark?"

Geng Fat shouted again at the top of his voice.

Immediately after, he saw a figure flash by.

"I knew..."

"Uncle Liu..."

He just shouted excitedly, and before he could finish his words, he completely fainted on the ground.

"When you're young, you're not calm!"

"Frizzy and frizzy, always shouting something."

Liu Wushu didn't know when he had appeared in the room, opened his mouth lightly, just walked past the fainted Geng Fat Man, stood in front of Liu Chengfeng, bent down slightly, and carefully observed Liu Chengfeng's state while touching his chin.

"Tsk..."

"It's not easy."

"After the immortal came, under the traction of the breath, the special immortal power in your body was remobilized."

"It's hard to press."

Liu Wushu frowned slightly, raised his head, and looked at the sky, his eyes full of unhappiness.

And in this short half a minute, Liu Chengfeng's body has begun to emit a faint, faint light.

"I think the time is right..."

"Does the second personality want to take complete control of the body?"

"You're some... It's too urgent. ”

"I'm alive."

Liu Wushu opened his mouth lightly, raised his palm, and put it on Liu Chengfeng's heavenly spirit cover.

A majestic immortal power frantically poured into Liu Chengfeng's body.

About half a minute later.

Liu Chengfeng's body no longer has the power of immortals circulating.

Everything looks like it's back to normal, but it's still very pale.

The projection of Heavenly Court is still constantly summoning the cold current in Liu Chengfeng's body, which is the 'special immortal power' in Liu Wuyi's mouth.

"It's over!"

"It's not annoying!"

Liu Wushu completely lost his patience, just stood at the window, stepped out, and stood in the void.

"Twenty-three years of wind and frost sword."

"Cut off the world..."

"Forget it, I can't make it up."

"Sword God, third skill, slash!"

Liu Wuving, who originally wanted to pretend to be a force, finally gave up this difficult task and chose to name the game's skills.

As the sound fell.

A sharp long sword suddenly appeared in the sky, forming a sword formation, constantly shuttling through the void.

Spatial rifts filled the air.

And the speed at which those swords flew faster and faster, and in the end, only the remnants of the Dao Dao remained.

At the moment when these flying swords shuttle to the extreme...

The void is all condensed.

In the end, only a long sword remained, and with an indomitable momentum, it slashed towards the projection of the heavenly court.

And behind this sword, the void collapsed inch by inch.

Seeing that the long sword was getting closer and closer to the Heavenly Court, the bell that had always been rhythmic suddenly increased in frequency for a second.

Although it was only a short time, it was harmless, but it still interrupted the original rhythm.

The sword dissipated.

Heaven is still the same.

Liu Wushu put his hands behind his back, looked at the void, and said lightly: "This person, I covered it." ”

"Don't provoke him again."

"Otherwise, I, the father, really fought for this life, and at this stage, it will be difficult for you to deal with me."

The words fell, and Liu Wushu returned to the room.

And the cold current in Liu Chengfeng's body really began to suppress it again inexplicably.

It's just that there are still some that spread out, wandering in the meridians.

"It's still overflowing, and I can't take it back..."

"Look at people, what are the awakenings... Fuxi, Punishment God..."

"Look at you again..."

"Poor God."

"In the past, the poor were used to control the poor, and the cold snap could still be suppressed."

"But now the cold is flowing into the body..."

"It's time to suppress it with the wealth of the sky."

"It's a pity..."

"No matter how much money you have, it will eventually flow out of your hands."

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu has saved enough money over the years."

Liu Wushu scolded and scolded, and once again hit two immortal powers, pouring into Liu Chengfeng's body, warming his newly destroyed body.

"If you're blessed, it's easy to do, but I'll cut off that strand of soul in your body."

"But you're in this cold snap since birth."

"It must have been a trick set up by some guy."

"It seems that we should find that guy and kill him as soon as possible, otherwise no matter how much money our family has, we won't be able to withstand your defeat."

"Even if I have been poor all these years..."

"You don't even have more than 3,000 yuan in your pocket."

"What can we do in the future?"

Liu Wushu was full of sorrow: "Why don't you have another one..."