You can't go wrong. As long as I kill this child and get this ancient book, maybe even the eldest brother can be resurrected, so why should I listen to that old man again?

Although the blow just now was not lightly injured by the power of the Nameless Ancient Scroll's countershock, to kill Wu Wei with one blow is not a lot of effort for a high-level warrior at all. If he was still a little unbearable and sorry for Wuqi before, now he only has a killing intent and excitement from the depths of his soul to Wuqi. It was a great sense of joy to see again from the abyss of despair when hope came.

"Don't come here!!" The other party's eyes made Wuqi feel frightened, and his whole body involuntarily got goosebumps for a while. Seeing the cold and excited gaze in the other party's eyes, Wuqi suddenly had a feeling that as long as he ran away again, what was waiting for him would definitely be a more terrible death than a broken ear and a flowering ass. didn't run away, but what awaited him was still an inevitable tragic death. He has only lived for seven and a half years, and he has never even seen what this world is like, and there are many big sisters who have not seen their butts, so how can Wuqi be willing to die here so easily?

The short young man smiled slightly, how could he, a high-ranking warrior, listen to the words of Wuqi, a hairy boy, just as the other party stopped himself, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his body shot out like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Wuqi.

The enemy came to him in the blink of an eye, and Wuqi's heart seemed to stop beating suddenly, and his breathing stopped completely. Then, when he saw the other party punch his head at the speed of the blink of an eye, his heart, which had completely stopped working, seemed to be greatly stimulated all of a sudden, and it beat again, with an unimaginable degree of intensity, making Wuqi almost out of breath. But at this time, Wu Qi blocked the nameless scroll in front of his face at the moment before the iron fist bombarded his head, but just when he thought that the other party would bounce out of the body again as before, Wu Qi saw that the oncoming iron fist suddenly pulled back at a faster speed, and then he didn't have time to react at all, and saw the opponent's fist bombarding his lower abdomen impartially.

What does it feel like?

The moment the fist fell into his lower abdomen, Wuqi suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and his eyes were dark, but it was only a few breaths before his vision returned to normal, but what followed was a pain dozens of times greater than that of his broken ears and buttocks. Yes, it is more terrible pain than intestinal piercing, Wuqi no longer knows what words to use to describe this severe pain, his hands and feet twitched unconsciously, the corners of his mouth began to spit white foam, and the snot had already flowed to his mouth and mixed with white foam. But he did not fall because of this, but survived this sharp pain that destroyed people's hearts, and not only that, but he also subconsciously looked down at the injury.

It's okay not to look at it, but it almost didn't make Wuqi squirt out of his mouth with a beating heart. The opponent's attack just now actually punched him in the abdomen, not only that, but also through the entire back, Wu Qi could clearly see that his broken intestines fell out of the wound in the abdomen, and the blood couldn't stop flowing out, no wonder it was so painful.

The short young man jerked back his fist, but because he suddenly withdrew his arm, his body couldn't help but take several steps backwards, the gaze in his eyes suddenly became extremely dim, his mental state instantly became sluggish, and his face suddenly became paler than paper. He tried to stand on his feet, but his feet shook uncontrollably because of his weakness, and at a glance, this shaky appearance was about to collapse at any time.

"Okay! You can still stand after you punch me! I can't see that you kid is still a tough guy. Seeing Wuqi stubbornly standing and refusing to fall, the short young man couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration. He thought that in less than 1 minute, Wuqi would die with a whimper, but what he didn't expect was that this wait was a full 5 minutes.

"How is that possible!?" Looking at the appearance of Wuqi grinning and screaming in pain in front of him, the short young man looked at the crumbling and dying child in front of him without blinking, and a look of disbelief shot in his eyes, "It's not dead yet?"

Five minutes have passed, what is the matter with this child? Not only did the pain not deepen, but the screams became softer and softer, and his face gradually became bloody, and even the big hole in my stomach was bleeding less and less!

After discovering these subtle anomalies, the short young man was slightly stunned, but then he no longer hesitated, and his eyes once again shot a determined look. That's right. Why does he have to care so much? As long as he kills this kid cleanly, won't it be a hundred?

With this thought, he once again blasted an iron fist at Wuqi, this time targeting the opponent's head, the reason why he did this was also because he was confident that as long as his head was smashed by him, then even if the other party could bear it, he would be killed on the spot, and he also saw that Wuqi's painful appearance and weak state at this time did not have the slightest strength to resist his attack with the nameless scroll in his hand. So this time, his confidence swelled to the height of a space, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly, drawing a shallow arc on his face.

"It's over!" After the short young man indifferently said the words that pronounced his death to Wuqi, he completed the accumulation in an instant, and he planned to give the other party a happy death, so that Wuqi could send him back to the west before he could feel the pain. But just as he was about to throw a life-seeking punch, he casually glanced at him, and just saw Wuqi trying to look up at him, and it was this look that made his half-swinging fist stop abruptly.

A seemingly ordinary look at each other made the short young man deeply understand what is the fear that comes from the depths of his soul. At the moment when he and Wuqi made eye contact, he clearly saw that the other party's two eyes seemed to be like two whirlpools, spinning rapidly. One rotates clockwise and one counterclockwise. While seeing these two whirlpools, he suddenly had an illusion for some reason, as if there were not two eyes growing in the child's eye sockets, but two whirlpools. No, to be more precise, it's more like two black holes. Two black holes that are extremely deep, black without a trace of impurities, and have amazing pulling power.

Is this the eye?

Such a strange thought suddenly appeared in the heart of the short young man, but in the blink of an eye, his doubts were ruthlessly thrown out of the clouds, because his consciousness suddenly wavered greatly, and his mind gradually became blurred. When he was horrified to find that the energy in his whole body was constantly being sucked by those two bottomless black holes, it was too late. His frightened eyes suddenly became wooden and dull, turning into a pair of lifeless eyes.

At the same time, the short young man's body suddenly froze, and then there was no movement, just like a puppet, standing motionless, quietly watching Wuqi.

"Don't come here, if you don't retreat, I'll ......" This was Wuqi's grinning words from between his teeth before he saw the other party's eyes change. He wanted to warn the other party that if he got close to him again, he would fight to the death and throw the nameless scroll at the other party, intending to die together. But under the serious injury, it was very reluctant to be able to speak, even if his will to endure pain was tenacious enough, but a child was still far less powerful than an adult's endurance after all, so he still didn't say the last desperate sentence.

I'm dying! Master, help!

When he saw that the other party's fist was already coming at him like lightning, Wuqi's face was full of horror at death, tears flowed down his eyes, and snot ran down his lips to his chin. He looked at the other party's eyes in fear, without the slightest words, not that he didn't want to cry, but that he didn't even have the strength to cry. I can only let the tears and snot flow together, and cry silently. But just when he was in despair, Wuqi unexpectedly found that the other party's fist suddenly stopped for no reason, and then the other party's body was stunned without warning, and he actually took a few steps back and stopped three or four steps away from him.

I don't know what happened to Lu Dao, but a look of surprise flashed in Wuqi's eyes, isn't he going to kill me? Thinking so in his heart, he wiped the tears and snot from his lips, and asked tentatively, "Why don't you kill me again?"

When the words fell, Wuqi's mood was extremely complicated, and he looked at the other party with some anxiety, hoping that the other party would nod, but he was afraid that his question would make the other party have a murderous intent that had just been extinguished. However, the other party's appearance was very wooden, there was no trace of brilliance in his eyes, his eyes were scattered, and the voice of his answer was also unusually stiff and sluggish in his ears: "What is it for...... And you won't kill me?"

What's going on? Could it be that his brain is suddenly broken? Stupid?

With this thought, which even Wuqi himself didn't believe, he tried to communicate with the other party, but it was okay not to communicate, and after a conversation, he was depressed to find that the other party did not answer his own questions at all, but learned to speak by himself like a parrot, and threw the question back to himself. Although this result made Wuqi very surprised and a little depressed, he clearly felt that the other party seemed to have suddenly become another person. No. To be exact, it is not a person, but a human repeater. Wuqi made another temptation, and after discovering that the other party would listen to his words and act like a soldier, his heart, which was raised to his throat because of fear, finally fell peacefully.

Although the pain of the pierced wounds in his abdomen and back almost made him faint, Wuqi was still in a good mood, and even a little happy, it was a kind of joy of life that could only be experienced after the rest of his life. However, in the dense forest in the distance, Duoli, who saw this change, his face suddenly changed, and his face turned pale with a sword that cut off a big tree beside him that was twenty or thirty meters high and could only be surrounded by seven or eight people, and scolded angrily: "I'm so angry! I really didn't expect that he would lose his hypnotic technique for so long!!

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