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The aurora sword in the sky penetrated the sky and returned. It could not sense its original owner, but it sensed a life nearby that was qualified to possess it, so it fell rapidly in that direction.
choke!
The aurora fell, and the green light of the sword converged, revealing complex and meticulous sword patterns. Earthworm-like ancient characters appeared one after another in the convergent light...
The sword was inserted within the little boy's reach as long as he stretched out his hand, but it couldn't move even a finger.
The big boy with freckles on his face was startled by the green sword falling from the sky. He came back and kicked the feet of the little boy lying on the ground before squatting next to the green sword and looking at it carefully for a long time.
"You want it too? Come and get it?"
Seeing the little boy staring coldly at the strange sword, the big boy with freckles shouted jokingly.
"Oh, I forgot, you're a weird zombie that can't move. Let me bring it closer."
The big boy with freckles stood up and pulled out the strange cyan sword. The sword seemed weightless and he could easily hold the hilt, dangling by the little boy's hand like a toy.
"Take it, take it, don't you want it?"
The little boy's eyes were still fixed on the sword body. As long as it touches it, as long as it touches it once, the spiritual essence inside can be used by it, and it can stand up!
"Don't bully Brother Xiaoba, okay? He's just injured and can't move."
The little girl wanted to "protect" the little boy and struggled weakly to stand up.
"Damn Chinese ghost, go away!"
The big boy with freckles also couldn't understand what the little girl was saying, but he dealt with it very easily. He kicked her away and laughed out loud when he saw her being kicked and rolled on the ground like a puppy.
"Hey, if you don't want it, I have to give it to you. How can it be fun? Otherwise, use it to make a cross on your body. This is a good idea!"
The big freckle boy stopped laughing and seemed to have come up with a very vicious but funny idea.
The little boy looked at him with a sneer in his eyes. As long as he stabbed the sword down, today would be their doom!
It hates no one. The reason is just like it will not sympathize with the little girl. The gods have no love or hate, only anger, the wrath of the sky.
The big boy with freckles hovered over the little boy with his strange green sword hanging, sometimes staying above his face. Sometimes it would stay in front of its chest, as if looking for a more suitable place.
Just when he decided to stab the little boy on the cheek, there was a rush of horse hooves on the valley road. The big boy with freckles raised his head and saw a heroic knight covered in blue heavy armor riding a horse that was much taller than him. Many blood-red war horses came to him.
The older boy was a little frightened and stood there blankly. As soon as he loosened his hands, the strange sword in his hand was about to fall and stab the little boy below in the cheek.
The knight stretched out his armored right hand like lightning, opened his five fingers and then retracted them. The strange sword that fell from the big boy's hand flew into the knight's hand, almost grazing the little boy's nose.
At this moment. The little girl, who was rolling aside like a puppy, came to her senses and cried out of fright, while the little boy watched helplessly as the opportunity that should have belonged to him passed by...
More knights came one after another behind the knight. Each of them was dusty and slightly tired.
"After chasing for so long, I finally caught up!" A handsome knight who caught up gasped slightly and asked with confusion: "How come this thing has been spinning in the sky for almost half a day?"
The heavy-helmeted knight didn't answer him. He placed the green light strange sword flat in front of him and looked at it for a moment, then took out the heavy sword from his waist with his left hand and handed it to the handsome knight beside him. Then insert the green light strange sword into it, and the entire blue armor suddenly emits bursts of wonderful halo, which is dazzling and astonishing.
"There should be something missing..." the heavy-helmeted knight murmured, raising his head and looking towards the south. He said softly: "Dil..."
"Huh?" The handsome knight held the heavy sword and said with a smile.
"Forget it..." The heavy-armored knight sighed, gently whipped his horse whip, and looked past the dementia-like freckles boy and saw the thin and frightened little girl with the pungent smell of urine on her body. He stopped for some reason. Said: "Give her something to eat."
Dill looked at the back of the heavily armored knight, pursed his lips, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't. He waved his hand and asked the people behind him to take a grain bag and throw it at the little girl's feet, and then chased after her.
Over the tent camps all over the mountains and plains, there was a loud and repeated sound of loudspeakers.
"The army on the plains is very strong, they have no choice." The handsome knight looked at the figure standing quietly outside the tent and listened to the decision, and said lightly, but it seemed that he did not say the second half of the sentence.
"Chris did nothing wrong." The heavily armored knight answered him, then turned around and left. The knights behind him immediately followed him like a fish.
The handsome knight looked back at the demented big boy and the thin little girl who was trying to carry the little boy on her back. He reined up his horse, scolded him, and followed.
Behind them, under the cloud-like soldiers of golden armor, a sad voice came from the loudspeaker floating in the sky above the valley for a long time:
"Disarm, let them disarm! Occupy the barracks, let them occupy the barracks!..."
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Chu Yunsheng had no way of knowing what was happening in the south. The cooperation plan with the villains had not yet been discussed in detail, and it was impossible for them to share all the information with him now.
Zheng Youding was left to cooperate with Wen Luo in negotiating with the villains, and he returned to the area where the blood knights and degenerate people were temporarily stationed.
"hot pot?"
Seeing Ba Yi and others holding a large pot cooking something, Chu Yunsheng suddenly felt an appetite. Up to now, he had not eaten a single thing. His recovered nerves completely made him feel the clear hunger that he had not seen for a long time. Sent back to his brain, he was already starving.
"What hot pot? If you continue to speak Chinese, go over there and eat it!" Ba Yi pointed to the temporary canteen built by people in the camp not far away and said.
"What are you cooking?" Chu Yunsheng didn't bother to care about him. He walked up and scooped it out with a spoon, and said depressedly: "You should also put some meat in the porridge!"
"Can you eat meat now?" Ba Yi said strangely.
While they were talking, some degenerate people quickly served Chu Yunsheng a bowl, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense.
Under Chu Yunsheng's glare, Ba Yi could only say: "Okay, we are barbaric, we beasts, even if we kill a bunch of corpses and sit next to the corpses, we shouldn't have any psychology when eating meat. Obstacle, let’s do it this way.”
Chu Yunsheng picked up the bowl, looked up at him, and said calmly: "I have eaten it."
"What have you eaten?" Ba Yi didn't hear clearly.
Chu Yunsheng didn't seem to want to recall that place that he never wanted to recall. He looked down at the steaming porridge in the bowl and said: "If a person is forced to that point, his mind is unclear, there is nothing to eat, and there are dead bodies all the way under his feet..."
Ba Yi didn't really sit next to the corpse and couldn't eat meat. He was venting his dissatisfaction with the fact that Chu Yunsheng repeatedly threatened to let Ba Yi bite people at the camp gate.
I heard Chu Yunsheng say this suddenly. He felt an inexplicable fear in his heart and asked curiously: "Have you ever eaten dead corpses or human flesh?"
There was a faint sadness in Chu Yunsheng's eyes, and then he showed a bright smile, and continued what he just said: "You will feel how wonderful it is to have a bowl of porridge in front of you."
He blew on the edge of the bowl and took a sip of the gruel. The still slightly hot porridge flowed down his throat, past his esophagus, and into his empty stomach. A warm force spread along the nerve endings throughout the limbs and bones.
This is the power of the driving force of life!
Even if it is very small, one can still clearly feel its presence.
Chu Yunsheng hadn't felt its power for a long time. Just taking a sip of porridge made people feel good about being "alive".
However, something seems to be wrong?
His intuition was always very accurate, especially the bad aspects. He immediately checked his body with a sullen brow and a little fire energy that he had just gathered. He found no problem, but became even more uneasy.
He absorbed the giant's huge death energy, but it was just a little wasted. The amount inhaled is also extremely alarming. Logically speaking, his death replenishment process should be over, and. The sensory sensations throughout his body, as well as the feeling of a mouthful of porridge just now, proved that he was no different from when he was "alive" before.
But why didn’t any other changes occur in the body?
Although he didn't know what changes should occur, there shouldn't be any movement other than recovering his nerves. You must know that this body is not his!
Still "living" in someone else's body. Even if this body looks like his original appearance, how can it be called "making up for death"?
Must it have been forgotten somewhere?
Holding the bowl of porridge, Chu Yunsheng suddenly lost his appetite and began to think hard. He recalled all the conversations he had with the guardian about this aspect word by word, fearing that he might have missed something inconspicuous but very important. place.
Ba Yi looked rude and talked nonsense, but in fact it was very serious. Seeing that Chu Yunsheng's expression suddenly became serious, he stopped disturbing him and sat aside.
"Made up for death, made up for death...what exactly went wrong?"
"Guardian, what did you say when you first appeared?... It mentioned that when I died, it was attached to the thorn spear... Then in the seventh era, it said about making up for death. I felt it myself. This should be That's right... What else did it do, what did it say?... Underground ship tomb? This doesn't fit the number... Ji Ziyi's matter? This doesn't matter... He took me to see them? This doesn't seem to match... ...When you leave the earth? Wait..."
He suddenly returned to the penultimate item that he had just thought of. He looked at Wen Luo who was negotiating with the little people in the distance. He remembered the purpose of bringing Wen Luo with him in the first place. He thought of the person who left the Sixth Age. None found...
Suddenly, a creepy feeling invaded his brain from his back along his spine, causing him to stand up with a bang. The porridge bowl was smashed to the ground. He held the handle of the knife tightly with his left hand and released it. , clenched tightly, then loosened, and clenched again, he started to tremble slightly, and a terrible possibility made his lips tremble:
"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible, he is not me, definitely not me, definitely not me, I can't kill..."
At this moment, he raised his head, as if he heard the ferocious and cruel laughter of fate in the sky again.
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