Chapter 192 Trial 4

Guo Jia pointed to the green lake and said, "If you stay here for about half an hour, you will encounter a strange fantasy world. If you can successfully persist under various illusions within half a day, then the third round of trials will pass."

"Then let's start." Xu Ge took a breath.

Guo Jia slowly retreated from this place, but he did not want to receive another spiritual baptism in this perverted place.

Surely, it didn't take long for Xu Ge's eyes to have illusions. It was not very scary. He saw a familiar figure coming out of the lake.

Ah! It turned out to be his mother Xu Zizi, who was still so thin and beautiful, with a faint tenacity. Xu Ge knew the illusion in front of him, but he was still worried about breaking it. Although I have met my mother many times in my dreams, it has never been so true.

In an instant, the illusion was ethereal for several years. Xu Ge seems to have grown from eight to twelve. Every day, Xu Ge spends time with his mother, and Ma Zhai seems to be no longer so evil. Everyone has a good attitude towards Xu Ge. Xu Ge was still the teenager who was sealed by Tika. He didn't know anything but to run behind his mother every day.

"Uh! Is this really the life I want?" Xu Ge felt empty at this moment, but his relationship with his mother for five years made it difficult for him to give up.

"Xiao Ge, my mother will make you your favorite sweet and sour fish tonight." Xu Zizi smiled.

"Good. Thank you, mother." Xu Ge is used to this childish answer.

Xu Zizi walked into the kitchen and began to play with lunch. Soon a few dishes were placed on the table.

In addition to a plate of fish, there are several side dishes that Xu Ge often likes to eat.

Xu Zizi picked up a chopstick of fish for Xu Ge and smiled, "Eat more. Only by eating more can you grow up healthily."

"Hmm!" Xu Ge began to eat it. The fish was very fragrant and tender, which was probably the most delicious feeling he had ever eaten in his life. He stuffed his mouth with food and tasted a few small dishes.

"Eat slowly. I made a lot today, enough for you to eat." Xu Zizi touched Xu Ge's head, and Xu Ge could feel a trace of warmth.

Xu Ge smiled and said, "Every time I eat my mother's cooking, I feel that it's not enough. I don't know why."

Xu Zizi smiled and said, "My son, your mouth has become sweet."

Time began to fly, and Xu Ge grew up two years old. Because of Tikaxian's poison, he suffered several times a year. But he is still immersed in the maternal love given to him by his mother.

"Xiao Ge, I know you are in pain." Xu Zizi wiped Xu Ge's hot head with a towel.

Xu Ge said, "It's okay. As long as I can be with my mother, I can endure no matter how much pain it is."

Xu Zizi cried silently. She seemed to regret her actions in those years. At that time, she was impulsive, or in order to revenge on Xu Ge's biological father, she used Tika Xian to poison Xu Ge's red thunder celestial body.

However, Xu Ge hated Xu Zizi at all. At this moment, he felt happy and hated the father who no longer existed.

After more than ten years, the poison of Xu Gotika Fairy has become heavier and heavier. He holds the sick body and receives the care of his mother Xu Zizi every day.

"Mother, I'm sorry that I dragged you down and asked you to work so hard every day." Xu Ge groaned in pain. Xu Zizi has always been so kind. After so many years, there are no wrinkles on her face. However, Xu Ge, who is in **, has no feeling at all. For him, as long as his mother is by his side, it is enough.

The pain began to torture him, and a heartbreaking feeling pulled out of his heart, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his facial features. A strong smell of stench overflowed from his lower body.

"Xiao Ge, what's wrong with you?" Xu Zizi looked at herself with a surprised face. Xu Ge felt that he was going to die, but it was a voice from a faraway place, calling him, wake up, Xu Ge, wake up!

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Zhao Min entered a higher-level environment, surrounded by endless bandits. Unlike ordinary bandits, they wore exquisite equipment, queued neatly, and stepped into their own vision step by step.

Zhao Min picked up his stick and jumped into the crowd like a whirlwind. Every time he shouted, he shook the deformation stick and swept a large row of people to death.

Zhao Min began to get excited. When the enemy's blood and flesh floated in the sky, he felt a force in his body venting. Yes, the abandoned vent.

He is a person who has been trained and abandoned. Why do he have to embark on this difficult road because of his talent? Although he was numb on this road, he was endlessly angry at the manipulation of fate. Every time I go back to Zhao's house, although the elders in the family respect themselves, Zhao Min knows that those people just regard themselves as a martial artist.

Zhao Min began to sneer. Only by putting himself on a high place can he avoid the cold of the family. If his father did not die so early and the power fell by the side, how could he embark on this desperate road?

A strong soldier stood in front of him, and the long soldier in his hand was terrible. He was obviously a veteran who was good at fighting before the battle.

Zhao Min passed through the opponent's offensive sideways, jumped three times, came to the side of the other party, and hit it with a stick, and the powerful force made the two of them shake.

The soldier did not take a few steps back, waved the long soldiers and came forward again. A fierce breath emanates from the battlefield. At this moment, the soil and air smell of blood everywhere. Zhao Min found an opportunity, spit out a bloody spit, and flew to the warrior's side.

Drink, two long weapons collided again.

Haha, Zhao Min began to laugh wildly, and a lot of blood scum appeared in his mouth. Obviously, the strength just now intersected, which made him suffer a minor injury, but he did not hesitate. The deformation stick suddenly expanded several times and rushed up with a strong breath.

The warrior opposite seemed to have no feeling about the impact just now. The long blade broke through the air, and the huge light rose to the sky, as if it was going to destroy the gray world.

Maybe I will die, but I will never put down the stick in my hand. Zhao Min rushed up, and a large amount of dust turned up. Under the light, it slowly turned into a slag.

"Zhao Min, Mr. Zhao, wake up quickly!" A voice in the distance made Zhao Min feel a sense of existence in this illusory scene. Yes, he can't die like this.