Chapter 79 Survival

Seeing this very inappropriate picture in front of him, the forest that was hit into the wall couldn't help overflowing a mouthful of blood... This posture... Dude, Nima is so talented...

Yes, as an absolutely senior pervert, Lin was very ashamed of his unskilled and non-specialization in his business. At this time, he immediately decided that if there was a chance, he must find a girl to try this posture, which looked quite good...

Uh...

Nothing happened just now, nothing happened, illusion, just an illusion.

Cough, what's that? After Lin was beaten into the wall, he only felt a hot chest. With a 'cross', a mouthful of dense blood spit out. But he didn't care, and he didn't have time to care about him. Almost at the first time, he raised the blue crystal on his left hand and fired a strong burst bullet at the flying slave.

This bursting magic bullet seems a little different, not only because of the cyan lightning on the bullet, but more importantly, when Lin issued this magic bullet, at the feet of the slave, a strong array of imprisonment appeared in an instant, and then, the countless derived from the magic array. Thick. The black chain suddenly wrapped around the huge slaver, making it unable to move in a short time.

Then, when the slaver tried to break free from these annoying chains, it was accurate that the bursting magic bullet with cyan lightning suddenly penetrated the slaver's forehead...

This magic bomb is not a joke. Even if it is a slave, it is abruptly repulsed by half a step, but it is only half a step. What's more terrible is that the whole head was broken through, and the whole face was messed up by the bursting magic bullet, and even the blood-red core in the head could be seen clearly, but the slaver just shook his head at will, as if he had just been gently bitten by a nasty mosquito just now. One moment...

Then, it didn't care about the scary wounds on its head at all, just roared vigorously. With a few sounds, the black chains that bound his whole body continued, but for a while, the slave broke free perfectly. But it didn't have time to express its anger. It was so direct. The forest, which was half a meter away, his black blood covered with cyan lightning swept over the belly of the slave.

Looking at the black blood close at hand, which was 'sizzling' because of the blue lightning, the slaver frowned slightly, as if he was a little mindful. But it still didn't pay attention to the black blood at this moment, or it wanted to fight with Lin to see who could stand the destruction.

In this way, it did not care about the black blood with cyan lightning, but danced with iron hook-like giant claws and patted Lin's fragile little head...

Obviously, the way of the slave is to exchange life for life to see who has thicker blood. Of course, the slave is still very confident. If it is just a simple competition for vitality, it is not at a loss at all, and there is no need to worry about the exhaustion of magic. Understand that the magic released and possessed by the bone sword at this moment is almost unimaginable. In other words, unless Lin breaks the core in its body, In other words, it can completely achieve the ability of infinite rebirth like a hellhound.

Soon, the body of the head was lost. With the blood splashed from the neck all over the ground, the mutilated body finally fell to the ground with a heavy sound.

"............!?" Xia Ya is a little uneasy. She is not sure whether Lin is really finished like this.

The same is true for Xu Si beside her. No, no, no. Compared with Xia Ya, she is very doubtful whether Lin can really get up completely. You know, in such a state of magical limitations, such a serious injury can't be repaired by repair.

The fact is just as Xu Si was worried. Lin, who was lying quietly on the ground, showed no sign of self-healing. It seemed that he no such magic could be used to repair such a terrible wound.

And the slaves next to him are completely different. Xu Si saw it clearly. It was just cut into two pieces by Lin's black blood. In the face of the absolutely strong magic, the repair of the body was very fast and fast. However, in a few seconds, the separated body was reathed together, and then, it seemed that there was no suffering at all. Like the terrible injury just now, in its abdomen, there was not even a trace of scar left, but it stood up unharmed...

Seeing this, Xu Si frowned slightly, but then it became a kind of helplessness. She was sure that even if the current Lin was in a self-healing state, he had completely recovered, and the slave who killed him with a knife would not give him such an opportunity.

She couldn't stand it and turned her head slightly. Even if she didn't like her brother very much, she was still a little unbearable to see her dismembered. In fact, it was also very contradictory. If she could, she really wanted to help Lin just now, but after all, because of the old man's exal, she still did not dare to violate it, so she had to stand quietly.

Speaking of which, Xia Ya was also impulsive, but she was also like Xu Si. Because of the old man, she could only watch the good play of Lin being beaten.

In the final analysis, they are not such indifferent people. Anyway, Lin still has something to do with them. They are a little unbearable to watch Lin being tyrannical like this. But they know very well that they want to live. If helping Lin brings the old man's punishment, or even eternal death, they will not do so.

The reason is very simple. They are all afraid of death. Because they are afraid of death, they can't bury themselves for others to live. At least, they don't think that Lin has such charm that he can take such a risk to help him.

You may think they are terrible or cold-blooded, but please believe that cold-blooded is just survival. For them, living is more important than anything else, even if they are scarred, painful and difficult to live.

Of course, if you insist on such an understanding, it's okay - because they are afraid of death, so they are indifferent and even cold-blooded.

This is not something to show off, but it is not something to hide. Unfortunately, they just can't live and die for. For them, living, living, living for themselves are the real warriors. You know, living people often work hard with pain and hope for the deceased. He survived bravely.

If it's such a day, they can no longer bear this breathless burden. Maybe they will die freely for whom, and then give this pain and sadness, as well as those seemingly unreachable hopes, to each other cruelly.

Therefore, they can only and only want to live for themselves, because they can't carry the terrible hope and expectation of the deceased...

"...It seems," Xia Ya said quietly, "...the tombstone in the old man's back garden... I need another name." There was a smile on the corners of her mouth, but this smile, Xu Si could see that it was the most helpless and painful cry.

She was almost the same. She seemed to answer quietly, but I don't know if it's true. Her eyes seemed to have tears...

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