"I said there are people outside, why do you have to run, why do you have to run, why do you have to come back. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info didn't you force me to kill you when you came back?"

I finally got a good look at the face of the man who had just choked my neck. It's a middle-aged man. His cheeks were thin and a little pale, and his white clothes and white pants and hat were white, and even his shoes were white. In the snow, if you don't look carefully, where can you see him?

He suddenly appeared and spoke to me, with no expression on his face and a very cold tone.

I am in pain, there are masters in heaven fighting, and there are men on earth who want to kill me.

"If you don't kill me, I won't attract the attention of the masters above. Okay?" I said, my legs and feet trembling. He suddenly appeared in front of me, and I was incapable of running anymore. I also knew I couldn't run away.

"It's late. We have been exposed. He said. Come to me. I stepped back. What to do?

Suddenly, I looked up and saw a ball of fire falling from the sky, a fireball the size of a house! Screams rang out, his, mine.

The thick snow that was more than one person high melted into a large area, I endured the burned body, endured the severe pain, and lay on the scorched earth, after seeing this scene, I was even more determined to pretend to be dead, and I didn't dare to extinguish it even when my clothes were on fire.

The battle in heaven grew louder and louder. Sometimes like thunder, sometimes like chirping birds. Such a monk who can fight like this in the air must be a great master above the foundation building period.

I'm envious. But hopefully they won't care about the lives of us ants after they drop a fireball.

The sound faded away, but from time to time some huge objects fell from the sky, and fell to the ground, even if the snow was very thick, it was smashed with a deafening loud noise. The earth trembled. Human beings are so small that they can change color and call for wind and rain with a gesture. It's really a life!

I used a little bit of vitality to repair the injuries on my body, and I extinguished the fire burning on my back, the sharp pain from the fireball was too unbearable. It was the worst injury I've ever suffered in my life. If the fireball wasn't the main target of the middle-aged man in white, how could I have survived that huge fireball?

Between being seriously injured and being eaten, it is clear that being seriously injured is a good thing. Because the fireball killed the man who was going to kill me. He should be dead.

"Little brother, thank you so much for helping me escape this catastrophe. "The voice of the man I thought was dead suddenly reached my ears. I twisted my neck in pain and saw him standing in front of me completely untouched, with a face and a faint smile.

What's going on......

"Your cultivation is so low, where will they waste too much vitality to kill you? The monk only ...... when he reached this level?"

I didn't finish listening to him before I fainted. I can't help but faint, he's fine, I'm seriously injured and can't escape, it's better to relax all my minds, faint and sleep. There is no way to die.

No dreaming, I woke up quickly. It was white again. It should be in the snow. A hand suddenly came to me, startling me, my subconscious body twisted, trying to twist the hand, but couldn't, the hand seemed to take root on my shoulder.

"Shhhhh

I stopped moving, I felt that there was not much energy in my body, my body was also weak, tired, and my back was piercing with pain. "Why didn't you eat me?" asked, I couldn't see his face in the snow.

"Do you still have vitality in your body? When you recover your vitality, I will consider eating you, don't worry. He said, his tone cold. His hand was still on my shoulder.

What else do I have to say? But even if I die, I won't let him eat a trace of my vitality, thinking of this, I instead used the residual vitality in my body to perform the dream of entering the dream, and entered the zombie dream where Guo Boxiong and I often met.

Maybe I still have a glimmer of hope in my heart. I hope Guo Boxiong in my dream can save me. But my hopes were soon dashed. On the roof of that tall building, there was no sign of him. So, wait!

I'm not good at waiting, and after waiting for some time, I'm restless. The fear of death weighed me down, and even in my dreams, I felt breathless! I didn't want to die. Possessed by my mind, I ran into the air, and the higher and higher I ran! I ran through the sky in my dreams!

Gray vast, endless gray vast, no color. At the end of the run, I couldn't feel that I was running, because there was nothing around me. I always have to die, before I die, I don't want to stay in one place, I want to run, I need to run, my body in reality is going to be eaten by him, if I want to die, I also have to run and die.

Keep running, towards the sky, gray, turned into complete black. Thorough blackness is complete world. Even in complete black, I had to run, and in my dreams I didn't feel tired, even though my heart was desperate.

Desperate hearts, running in the black, wanting to die on the way to run.

I've forgotten the time, it's just a dream, it's all an illusion in my head, and what it has to do with the sky. The sky in the dream is just a pure black decoration.

"Hey, don't sleep, I'll help you recover, those disciples of the Ferris Sect will come later, you have to obey me completely, and afterwards, I will let you go." ”

I felt a sense of coolness over my shoulder, and it turned out that he had used his vitality to stimulate me to wake up. When I woke up, I heard his voice say that.

When I came out of the dream, my eyes were still white, and we were still in the snow. I can't think of the meaning of his words, what disciple of the Ferris sect is coming, what can't he take care of me? Isn't he going to eat my vitality?

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Which sect are you a low-ranking disciple?" he asked without replying.

What should I do? From his words, I can tell that there are many sects of cultivation in the Shigang Grassland? In the territory of the Ming Kingdom, almost all the cultivators were taught by the academy of the Ming Kingdom, and the doctrine of the sect has long since declined in history, and even if there are now, most of them exist in the form of families. Anyway, in the territory of the Ming Kingdom, I haven't heard of any big sects.

But now I'm still pretending to be a member of a sect in the Shigang grassland, otherwise my origin will have to be explained. I don't want to say too much to a stranger. But he said before that as long as he listened to him after the group came, he would let me go, and I was thinking about the truth of what he said.

But a cultivator with a clear cultivation level of cultivation is actually sneaking up on a person whose cultivation is much lower than him from behind, where is this done by a man of his word?

He was able to survive such a powerful fireball unscathed, and I think he was at least a first-class figure of a ninth-level warlock.

Thinking of this, I said, "A small sect, come out to practice." ”

He paused, snorted, and said, "Experience? What kind of experience will make you look for death alone in the Shigang grassland? I don't care where you come from, later, they are coming, calling me master, I am now infusing three points of vitality into you, you and my other disciples will compete with the disciples of the Ferris Sect, I don't expect you to win, you only need to hold on to at least a quarter of an hour in the competition." If you do, not only will you be released, but I will also reward you!"