Chapter 69: Ouyang's debut
Chapter 69: Ouyang's debut
The inexplicable Yan tailor came and retreated inexplicably.
The strong enemy retreated, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Except Zhang Shen.
He glanced at Ani, and a little murderous intention appeared in his heart.
"As long as she is killed with lightning speed, Lichen can only choose to go back with us. Even if she beats me and even ignores me later, I will complete the task of the great will first!"
"They have suffered so much because of me, and I must not sit back and watch them stay in this world!!"
Thinking about it, Zhang Shen narrowed his eyes and restrained his mind to prevent Ani from feeling his murderous heart towards her.
"No!!!"
Zhang Shen was about to take action when Bu Lichen's voice suddenly came to his ear, and the sad plea in his eyes made his heart tremble.
Open your eyes and look over. What you can see is Bu Lichen's enchanting face. However, at this moment, the latter's beautiful eyes were full of tears, his lips were tightly squeezed, and his eyebrows were full of sad pleading.
"Please, don't...don't kill her..." Bu Lichen choked in her mind.
"You..."
Zhang Shen's eyelids beat a few times, and his fists were clenched and loosened. After a moment, he sighed, "Forget it, it's up to you..."
"Ajing, Sister Sacrifice, and... Wang Cai, let's go."
The two sisters Li Jing looked at each other, removed the majestic spiritual power condensed between their palms, and followed Zhang Shen one left and one right. For the first time, Wang Cai was really recognized by his master from his heart. He was very happy. He was a local dog, wagging his tail hard, sticking out his tongue and running to Zhang Shen's side, constantly circling.
Bu Lichen was alone and watched the three dogs gradually go away.
Her delicate figure stood alone. In the cool wind, a few wisps of scattered green silk floated in the wind, making her look more and more desolate.
The back in the sight, every step forward, her heart seemed to have been severely cut by a knife, cut blood, flowed down the heart into the mouth, forcibly swallowed, and swallowed bitterness and sweetness.
With each knife falling, her body trembled gently and couldn't bear the pain of cutting her heart.
The intense pain made her vision begin to blur.
As if a century had passed, the shadow that was so blurred that only the outline suddenly stopped.
Zhang Shen slowly turned around.
He couldn't leave Bu Lichen alone.
"We'll wait for you on the beach three miles away. Time... Forget it, we'll wait until you come back." Zhang Shen really can't say those words that are out of date for a few days.
The next moment, the delicate figure in the cool breeze seemed to be straight and found the backbone.
When the blurred figure in sight completely disappeared, Bu Lichen couldn't restrain his mood and burst into tears, but this time it was tears of joy.
Ani has been standing quietly and watching all this.
In a trance, in her mind, some long-silent old memory pictures gushed out of the endless ocean of memory, although most of them were broken, as if the pages that had endured more than ten years of wind and rain, were yellow and fragile, broken at a touch.
Somehow, her eyes suddenly felt sour and swollen. It's just that the useless organ of the tear gland has been abandoned by the perfect giant body and cannot produce something called "tears".
"It turns out that I used to be a human..." Now, the original "lifetime" has only a gentle sigh, tapping on the closed door of the heart, with no result, floating around in my heart for a while, and finally, I fell into the deepest part of my heart and was buried forever.
"Sacrifice..." seemed to be a counterattack before "death", and a word came to Ani's mind.
"Excellent quality of human beings... die to protect others..."
"Then, for the sake of my people, I will 'sacrifice'."
After this idea came into being, somehow, Ani's heart was loosened, as if a big stone that had oppressed thousands of years had been removed, and a feeling called "Joy" filled his heart.
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Raith City, a beach three miles away.
Along the way, except for the happy "wang" sound of Wang Cai, there was no noise, as if the passers-by on a rainy night were moving forward.
finally arrived. Zhang Shen took a deep breath, and what he had to face was still to face.
"Yes..."
"Don't apologize." Li Jing's energetic voice sounded, and Zhang Shen raised his head, and what he saw was a beautiful face with a smile. I unconditionally support the captain's decision.
Zhang Shen's body shook and wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't say anything, so he nod his head heavily: "Hmm."
Looking at each other, all the unfinished words silently entered the other's heart in this eye delivery.
Li Ji looked at all this, happy for his sister and speechless for Zhang Shen.
"B Lichen... You'd better not make the wrong choice." Thinking of the beautiful and unparalleled woman, a trace of coldness flashed in Li Ji's eyes under the mask. "I will never allow A Jing to suffer because of your momentary weakness!!"
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In the wild center, Baigu Mountain.
Even if the left calf was broken, there was only a white bone left in the whole right arm, full of blood, and Yan Jie didn't care. He walked step by step to the top of the white bone mountain in a strange pilgrimage.
As a sword slave, what he worshipped was naturally the white bone magic sword that had been carried behind him in fear before.
That's right, it's just panic!
That's why his combat effectiveness is so low that he is defeated so easily.
If he shows all his strength, even if Zhang Shen's four people and one dog besiege him, I'm afraid the winner will be between five and five!
As for his choice to retreat, it was not his own will, but the sign in front of him that the magic sword was inserted into the huge white bone mountain top again.
Yes, this sword is alive and has its own independent will. Yan Jian is just a lucky or unfortunate guy. Because of fate, he ascended to the sky and became the sword slave of the magic sword spirit. If it had been in the past, the sword spirit would not have chosen such a weak scum as Yan Cai as his guardian sword slave in a dangerous situation!
It has no choice.
The same is for Yan Tailor.
At that time, his self-will was about to wear out, and his soul was scattered. Suddenly, he received an "invit" from the sword spirit. How could he manage so much? He directly signed a permanent "deed of sale".
Probably because Yan's strength is too weak, he was infected by the sword spirit and magic qi, and his personality has also changed greatly. Zhang Shen and others have a deep understanding of it. To put it bluntly, it's just a funny one.
If Yan Tailor becomes like this, then you can imagine what kind of virtue the infected sword spirit is.
Inserting the white bone sword back into its " throne", Yan Zai retreated step by step in the most respectful manner, returned to his own place, knelt down, and said in a low voice, "Sword master, why do you order to retreat?"
The white bone sword roared, and only Yancai could know what it was talking about.
Yancai's expression changed and he was surprised: "With the magic power of the sword master, what else does that woman need? Why don't you give it to the slave?"
The sound of the white bone sword suddenly became "fierce" and "high". Yancai knew that it was angry.
Yan Zai was helpless and could only use the tricks he learned to make people happy when picking up girls in those years, chose an unused move, and successfully made Jianling happy again after a few minutes...
"Don't worry, I will bring that woman to you!"
"If nothing happens, I will retreat first."
Waited for a while and saw that the White Bone Sword did not respond, Yan Tailor saluted respectfully again, slowly retreated and left Baigu Mountain.
He needs to "hunt" and take the initiative to absorb the vitality of the creature to repair his tattered body that is still dripping blood.
Although his essence has become a demon like a skeleton soldier in the Western fantasy world, and whether his body is meaningless or not, for some reason, he stubbornly "stacked" his current body for himself.
Even if he has been absorbing the breath of the magic sword on Baigu Mountain to assimilate his body with himself, this pair of body still reduces his combat effectiveness by 30% or 40%.
After Yan Jian left, the magic sword made a strange move.
If it is regarded as a humanoid or humanoid intelligent life, its action is undoubtedly a "view", the kind of "view" that is more powerful than the eyes across tens of millions of mountains.
And its "eyes" suddenly crossed mountains, forests, rivers, buildings, etc., and reached the southernmost edge of the continent at its feet, and further ahead was the endless blue ocean.
The "eyes" continued to move forward, stepping on the waves, thousands of miles in an instant, and the end fell on an island less than three kilometers away.
This is an ordinary reef, but it is also the most unique and unique reef in the world.
Because there is someone on it.
This island reef is abruptly divided into two halves by mysterious forces.
Half is dead and half is still alive.
The invisible demarcation point falls under the whole person, or it is him.
Yes, this is the Ouyang Apocalypse that has not appeared in dozens of chapters!
He just stood straight, with his eyes closed, and looked as indifferent as ever.
He held a sheet of rock in his hand.
It was a very rough stone piece. At the beginning, it was just picked up by Ouyang Tianqi.
But now, the stone has loomed the shape of a knife, the temperament of a knife, and the power of a knife.
If this stone is seen by those masters who are good at swords, especially knife casting, such as Shuangjiang Nine Generation Division, Knife Suspension, Fenghai God Casting, etc., they will definitely take their hands and sigh: "What a natural magic soldier!"
This knife-shaped stone, forbidden to be infiltrated by the soul of Ouyang Tianqi's knife spirit, has undergone earth-shaking changes, which makes people can't help sigh at the magic of creation.
The existence of Ouyang Apocalypse has not brought much change to this island and reef.
However, where he stands, even if the tide rises, he can't get wet even a little.
Sum, when the "eyes" of the sword spirit looked over, the stone knife in Ouyang Tianqi's hand "clicked" and cracked several traces of hair thickness!
The traces spread quickly and finally collapsed.
Ouyang Tianqi closed his eyes for a long time and slowly opened them.