Apocalyptic Forecast

An iron-grey light shattered Luo Xian's defense with the sway of Tianchengfang, and swept away instantly, and blood spewed out from under the white skirt.

Luo Xian knelt to the ground and looked down blankly at the cut on his chest.

Immediately afterwards, Tianchengfang heard the continuous sound of breaking in the body, as if it was destroyed by thunder, every joint and every muscle was groaning painfully.

Hit hard.

With just one punch, he was completely defeated. If it is not a fourth-order sublimator, it might be crushed under this punch?

But now, the outcome is divided.

"Sorry, little girl ... I'm invincible, but I must live."

He choked violently and spit out broken internal organs. He no longer looked at Luo Xian, who had been cut by Tengu's waist. He staggered forward and stumbled to the front of the medicine bottle.

Reach out and want to pick up the medicine bottle.

Then, froze in place.

He heard the curious voice behind him.

"A sword technique I haven't seen before, is it a new overcast?"

"No, Tengu's words, it should be the Tengu copy of Anma Mountain, no wonder ..."

He turned back stiffly and saw Luo Xian slowly back up from the ground, but she should be cut by the waist, but she looked intact, but there was a tragic cut mark under the broken white skirt, deep It can be seen that there is blood flowing out of the bone.

When speaking, the tone is full of suddenness.

Seems to have increased knowledge and learned new skills.

Tianchengfang is unbelievable.

Just a minor injury?

Clearly hit!

"How do you ..."

He turned around and stared at Luo Xian's gesture: "Just now, what's the trick?"

"Huh? Is this?"

Luo Xian thought for a moment, the outline of the body flickered, and solidified again.

The whole world has become a low-quality DVD, which just got stuck for a while. So many unimportant details and plots were skimmed away lightly, including the killing blow just now.

By virtue of the use of pure limbs, it almost reached the scope of miracles.

"This should actually be considered Yubu, but it is just a skill that I just figured out a few days ago ..."

She spread her hands and showed her skills to the opponent without any secrets: "Look, it's like this: When the opponent attacks, take one step to the left and one step to the right ... While the knife is not paying attention, she hides . "

Obviously every word can be understood, but when combined, it becomes ridiculous and weird.

Is that really a skill that the body can do?

Is that really a imaginable creation?

What kind of monsters can create a scene that is created lightly and casually?

Unconscious of the horror of this talent, Luo Xian smiled helplessly after explaining it: "Unfortunately still not very skilled, I just thought I was going to die.

But I have learned your trick now, shouldn't I get hurt again? "

"..."

In the silence, Tianchengfang felt a dry cough in his throat, making it difficult to breathe.

Somehow, the originally calm heart could no longer contain his tremor, his fingers twitched, and twitched again ... difficult to control.

"Seriously." Luo Xian looked at him: "You will move forward."

He took a step to stand still, froze in place, immediately widened his eyes, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, launched an attack, but heard Luo Xian's whisper.

"Tang Zhu."

The hand-knife fell, and it was a shape of Tang bamboo. Luo Xian shook his head and said, "Slash cut."

Then, Tianchengfang was slashed.

Like a string puppet, a chill appeared all over the body, like falling in an ice cave.

He roared, turned around, and stormed.

"The two are hanging, take Yanfei."

In Luo Xian's whisper, the attacks were completely defeated, but the fourth order was still the fourth order.

Almost hit hard.

But Luo Xian's expression was extremely dissatisfied.

Looking at him with disappointment.

"Is this the only way?"

Before we stepped forward, Yu Bu collapsed.

The roar was loud, the Raven Tengu stumbled back, and the remaining single wing was completely torn and screamed fiercely.

Luo Xian stepped forward again, ignoring the countless feathers of Crow Tengu's flying, and allowed his body to be torn by the blade-like feathers.

[Ground].

So the earth collapsed and cracked, starting from the foot of Crow Tengu and spreading around. The power of terror made every pore of Tianchengfang ooze with blood.

It seems to be playing.

Even if one arm was interrupted by Tianchengfang's counterattack, he still smiled casually: "You should be the kind of person with sufficient background and even a breakthrough?"

"Don't be depressed, please work harder, Mr. Tianchengfang."

She stared at Tengu's pale face and begged expectantly, "Before you die or I die, try your best to leave some good memories."

"--So, please do your best, kill me!"

Tianchengfang did not speak.

He was already engulfed by the delightful darkness in those eyes.

Chill seemed like a tide, freezing his consciousness.

As the essence hidden beneath the darkness reveals a grim outline, he can't help trembling desperately, unable to restrain himself, since he is faint.

What kind of monster is this ...

he does not know.

There seemed to be a sticky darkness rising from the woman's thin body, slowly engulfing herself, covering inch by inch, chewing, and sinking into the last madness in the pain of crushing bones and bones.

The sound of broken bones sounded, then the sound of broken internal organs, and even the fine sound of grinding teeth sucking blood echoed in the ear ...

Somehow, he suddenly remembered the low melody that he had heard somewhere.

So gentle, so quiet.

Perhaps today is a good day to die.

He closed his eyes numbly.

Crow sky dog, ushered in death.

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When the roar came to an end, the screams and wails came to an abrupt halt, and the dust and ashes that flew up rustled down.

Amidst the devastation, only a torn figure came out slowly.

Almost fragmented.

The white skirt had been covered with cracks, blinded one eye, both arms were broken, and one calf was crushed into smash, but the corner of the mouth still smiled with a trance.

The final winner appeared in front of all the audience, but there was no cheering or even warm applause in the venue.

There was only silence.

Suffocation-like silence.

In the chill that never dissipated, everyone's eyes were stung by the gentle smile on the screen.

When they understood what a happy smile represented, everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Feeling fear.

shudder.

"Incredible ..."

The listener took a long breath and wondered whether it was emotion or wonder: "Is this a so-called genius?"

In front of the TV, the old man carrying protein powder dropped his eyes indifferently.

genius?

maybe.

Perhaps the talents she possessed have already surpassed the scope of ordinary people's understanding ... But this excessively large talent, is it a love of fate or a curse?

In the silence, only the phone next to me rang.

The names of Zhu Hongchen appeared on the screen.

The old man took it quietly: "I saw it."

"..."

After a long silence, a tired voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sorry."

"It's nothing to be sorry, it's not anyone's fault, it's just that you have misunderstood her essence, and still have expectations for her."

Luo Lao said lightly: "I also look forward to her being able to return to people's lives."

"..."

Zhu Hongchen remained silent for a long time and said, "I will solve it."

"This is not something you can solve, nor is it something you should manage." Luo Lao shook his head: "Relax, I can get it done."

"Is there no other way?"

"No."

The old man asked: "In addition to killing her, how can she be relieved?"

"..."

In the long silence, the phone hung up.

The old man put down the phone, leaned on the chair, looked at the smiley face on the screen, and for a long time, closed his eyes: "After all, is it okay?"

He laughed softly.

I do n’t know if I ’m proud of the bad results I planted, or I mocked my innocence.

Twenty years ago, when he knew that his path had come to an end, it didn't take long before he accepted that this might be the result of a thunderbolt for others.

It was so calm that I was afraid.

Other than that ... he just made a wish.

I hope someone can inherit everything they own, hope that someone can surpass themselves, and hope that someone can be blue.

Later, he met a woman in hell.

After another two years, he opened the door and saw the swaddle on the steps.

From that day on, he knew that his wish came true.

The baby who appeared in front of him grew up sturdy and fast, even if he was not good at raising children, he still stubbornly survived his violent way of nurturing and then showed his incredible talent.

Once I was ecstatic about the emergence of this talent.

Since when did I find out how abnormal this talent is?

Too many anomalies were ignored by him, and the distorted nature was covered up by this unprecedented talent ...

Until one day, when he crossed the cordon and walked into the messy classroom, he saw six-year-old Luo Xian.

The lonely girl stood between the corpses of the classmates, looking at the teacher's distorted face before he died, turning back blankly, looking at his father.

"Father, have you come to pick me up?"

"Why kill them, Xiao Xian."

He squatted down, staring at his daughter's eyes, and then he saw the heartfelt smile on her face.

"The teacher said, take us to play the game."

A game.

"..."

From that moment on, he discovered where the abnormality of the child came from.

Only in the death of something can she be happy.

Only when you kill something can you feel happiness.

Only when you are about to be killed can you feel the so-called love ...

The abyss has indeed fulfilled his wish, and fulfilled his prayers exactly. In the way he wished, too much can be given. This blessing is too generous.

The world that is generous to humanity cannot afford it.

Since that day, he has never taught Luo Xian anything, but he still has no way to stop her growing up every day, hoping to realize every day.

It's like a monster coming to the human world.

No matter how delicate the appearance is, it can't hide the abnormality in her soul.

She has never had any growth and comprehension from her life as a human being. It is better to say that everything for ordinary people is an esoteric role-playing game, the shackles and shackles in the cage.

One day, this short childhood will come to an end.

In response to the call of the abyss, she returned to hell, abandoned the human shell, and became some kind of monster that scared herself.

But not now ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ nor today.

The old man slowly raised his head, staring at the blank hanging scroll on the wall, and found the answer that was already obvious to him from a void.

Perhaps this hypocritical family game should not start from the beginning.

"Love" is too extravagant for people like them.

Fortunately, he had time to write the ending for this game.

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Huai Shi woke up from being out of mind.

The manuscript in front turned silently into a ray of light, as if he had completed the task. After two laps, he broke away, and the cello in his arms disappeared into the air.

In the auditorium, the fire in the skeleton's eye hole was extinguished sometime.

But somehow, it made people feel that there was still a serene smile on their faces.

Huaixi was also immersed in the wonderful feeling just now.

In the short and quiet melody, the whole person seems to be relieved and serene, flying carefree in the sky, overlooking the turmoil and struggle in the distance.

Gaze quietly at everything that has nothing to do with yourself.

Seeing those insignificant deaths fly into the sky and disappear into the dark world behind the overcast clouds.

In just a few minutes, it seemed as long as three or four days, and all his sources had been completely exhausted.

Almost collapsed.

Then, inexplicably understand.

When he used to open the book habitually, he found that he had given birth to another stage of cello performance, which was a surprise.

But what made him even more puzzled was that [the hunch of death] this **** skill also somehow jumped from LV1 to LV2.

what happened?

Holding the book of destiny, he looked over and over, confused.

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