Chapter 71 Life at the end
Chapter 71--The Unrivat Life
"I'm coming!" It's sealed again. Damn it, Gaia, why do you always drop the chain? Just now, Cao Han deeply lost contact with Gaia and couldn't help cursing.
A feeling of just seizing the body comes, which is a side effect of soul weakness. It can't escape. Cao Hanshen has had this awareness for a long time. In addition, Cao Hanshen is no longer a great swordsman. Another evil result of soul decline is the regression of true qi and the decline. If it hadn't been for Cao Hanshen, who had not been suppressing the level and not ascending the level, If the foundation is refined into magic, then what you will see is the cold grass of the swordsman.
It's horrible to drop two levels in a row. Although the current grass cold depth is a swordsman, he is only a swordsman who can only use the power of the swordsman. It is full of the power of the first level. In the past, the soul of the grass cold depth was a vast ocean, so now it is only a drop of water, how can the soul of a drop of water use the power of the swordsman?
This is not the worst. The worst thing is that two unknown guests came to your dormitory, dominating the room, and you can't move away, just like burying two timings that don't know when to explode*.
The soul space no longer only belongs to itself. The obscure from the soul feels that the dragon and snake are not dead, and the blue blood cells are also an unusual number. Either side is enough to destroy the cold grass countless times. The body can't compete with *, and the future sky no longer belongs to itself.
The grass cold and decadent look at the orange Mars on your fingers as thin as hair. This is the effect of the external release of true qi. The more true qi, the purer the external qi will be displayed in the unique color of the world's fighting qi level.
Jian Ding, no fighting spirit, no color.
Swordsman, first-order fighter, red.
Swordsman, second-order fighter, orange.
Resist the forest, the Blood Palace, the Blood Prison Palace...
"Impossible...impossible..." Shentu walked around the Blood Emperor's Hall impatiently, with a stunned face. How could a leader suddenly pop out of his apprentice? Shen Tu looked at a ring in his hand, which was nine points similar to the dragon and snake ring on Cao Han's hand. Except for the black color, everything else was exactly the same.
An hour later, Shentu calmed down, and a touch of relief appeared on his face. "Although our battle is inevitable, it can finally be dragged to the seven kills..." Shentu looked back at the small tripod, and Shentu's breeze was finally weak.
The weak body and the strength of pushing back have added irresistible factors to Cao Hanshen's original plan. He must change his plan. Originally, Cao Hanshen intended to closely monitor the eagle thorns with Gaia, an air unit, and hang behind them, so that they could not find their exact location no matter how they looked for it. How could they know? If you don't have time to escape, you will follow them.
The cold depth of the grass that holds the initiative can defeat the single people and horses one by one.
But everything ended with the dragon snake and the blood Shura.
On the mountain, floating in the wind, the eagle looked at the strange stone pillars in front of it, and the grass showed a long-lost smile.
Three days ago, the grass swept away the food and water prepared in the secret room and walked all the way to the west, riding a war horse that stayed 100 miles in the west. It took him three days to climb mountains and wading through the mountains and water. It took him 3 days to finally reach the death stone swamp.
This will be the place where the eagle thorns are buried.
A person's strength depends on his comprehensive ability. Even if the other party is one rank higher than himself, he is confident to leave him here. In this terrain, there is a body method unmatched by fighters in this world. He licked his lips, and the grass cold stares at the northeast, where there is lost sand. The direction of desert.
"No, we chased the wrong!" Eagle Thirteen looked coldly at the body lying on the ground. There were people with eagle thorns, but more slaves trained by grass cold and deep hands.
"This is a failed victory." Eagle Thirteen stared at his subordinates uncertainly. 20 third-rate masters (swordsmen) fought with 50 swordsmen and actually broke 5 swordsmen and injured two.
It's not simple. It's a shrewd calculation. It's reasonable for you to choose a dangerous place where you are at a disadvantage. Even if you calculate it, we will think so. With a close mind, your most important thing is to let them die as bait. What a vicious heart.
"Go southwest." The ordered subordinates immediately burned the five dead people. The injured hurriedly wrapped their wounds and ran to the southwest. The eagle thorns took the team to leave a rolling smoke and disappeared in the lost desert again.
"It's a pity..." Touching this strange weapon (military shovel), Eagle Thirteen sighed for a burst of time. If it hadn't been for the space ring, Eagle Thirteen would have taken away all the strange weapons, even if it took more time to kill the remaining 21 people.
"Fuck! If the adult betrays us, I will never let him go." Navi roared with his twisted arm.
"Shut up!" Chadu looked directly at Nawei angrily. This guy was covered with his eyes by anger. Did he forget his identity when he was well-fed, not to mention whether Cao Hanshen really wanted them to die?
As long as Cao Han's deep words, it is not Cao Hanshen's decision to live or die.
"He wants us to die, he wants us to die..." Navi shouted unrelentlessly. He was already a little crazy. He was almost useless not his arm and his life.
"Fuck! You also said, "We're just slaves!" Chadu slapped him, secretly glanced at Yilu and roared angrily.
Yilu closed his teeth, held his slightly trembling body, and sank his head.
For a while, the whole team calmed down and gave birth. It was no longer worth being excited.
"Hahaha..., I will definitely survive, and I will definitely come back to find you alive." Cao Han deeply let the horse go aside and let it flow. A man rushed into the stone forest quickly. His body was as flexible as a swallow, like a tiger and leopard, killing.
6 days later...
"Papa...Papa..."
A mass of fire and smoke loomed under the dark night sky, and it looked so abrupt in an environment surrounded by stones. I saw a figure close to the stone pillar. "It's been 6 days, why haven't it come yet?" The grass cold deeply complained about the smooth stone rabbit on the grill.
You are fine. You don't have to worry about anything. Cao Han stared deeply at the food and was stunned. When he smelled a little burnt, he found that the stone rabbit's skin was slightly black and a little burnt. Cao Han immediately took out a knife to cut off the black part, sprinkled a layer of honey and added some baking juice.
Since the token became the dragon and snake ring, the space inside can be used. The things brought from the earth before are in the ring. The strange thing is that I feel that things are still there but can't be found. It was not until yesterday that there is still a space to store items in the snake ring, every other paragraph Time will spit something out.
Before, there was only 1,000 square meters of ground in the snake ring, and a hut in the middle was located on it, surrounded by thick fog-like things. The empty land suddenly added a lot of things yesterday, including things for barbecue.
The cold grass is based on them to live a moist point. Looking at the snake ring, the grass is speechless for a while. Obviously, he is the master and can't help it. It's really annoying.
"What the hell is that hut?"
The snake ring can store living things. The grass has been tested within 5 days. A stone rabbit can live for 60 hours without eating or drinking, which is really amazing.
Although I can't get in by myself, it's enough.
On the ridge, looking up, the blood moon is in the sky. Unfortunately, tonight is destined to be a calm moon.
Eagle 13 anxiously looked down at the sea of strange stones hidden in the night in front of him. The stone pillar rising from the sky could not be seen at a glance. A feeling of death was shrouded in his heart. This is an ominous image for a ** assassin. The assassin likes death and likes the desperate eyes of others. .
Death should belong to the enemy, and despair is a gift for them.
"Eagle-headed collar, is the target really here?" A man stepped over and woke up the eagle 13 with a deep frown. Seeing the eagle-headed collar wake up, his men immediately handed over water and food and asked by the way.
"The target is there." Eagle 13 said in an absolute tone, shaking his finger in front of the left, where the fire could be seen shining.
"The eagle-headed leader is sharp-sighted, far-sighted, and the little is willing to bow down." With the direction pointed by Eagle Thirteen, he only saw a dark area, despised the hand collar in his heart, and smiled. The opponent's solemn look directly ignored it. According to them, the target was only a 10-year-old child, and There is nothing to worry about.
He forgot that five of their companions died in the lost desert, and unilaterally thought it was Hubble's trick to kill slaves.
Harber is a person worthy of the admiration of the St. Daldo family. 30 years ago..., these vicious and abnormal schemes would never have been made by Hubble. "A bunch of stupid guys!" His men are different in appearance, and Eagle 13 is hidden in his heart.
"Puff~Puff~"
"Come so soon, the beast is a beast, and has no memory at all." Cao Han bit the stone rabbit meat deeply and ate it with relish. Suddenly, there was a slight abnormal movement, which was the sound of the animal's meat pad stepping on the stone, and the grass cold deep knew that it was coming.
Shaking the rabbit leg in his hand, Cao Han smiled proudly, did not look back, and continued to eat his own barbecue.
A pair of small green "lights" lit up 20 meters away from the grass.
"Six..."
Cao Hanshen's right hand swayed gently, and at the same time, a flash of orange light flew by. It flashed by in the position of Cao Hanshen's right hand holding the rabbit's leg, taking away a breeze.
"It's still early, little guy." He raised the rabbit leg in his hand and swallowed the rabbit meat in his mouth. The grass cold deeply moved his mind to 10 meters away and looked at himself with a pitiful face. No, it should be the little leopard with rabbit meat in his hand.
A mini-shaped, bright orange, chubby leopard flattering his little tail and looking at the grass with big eyes that were almost drowning out.
Ten women, nine nine will be defeated. They will give whatever they want. Unfortunately, they are facing cold grass, no interests, and no way.