Luo Jun's heart continued to sink, and of course he knew that the most terrible thing in this world was not death. Especially for a girl, there were many tragic and unbearable things that could happen to her.

Cheng Jianhua continued: "What's more, you are a destiny. A destiny can die, but you will never commit suicide. Because before the last moment, it means there is still hope, isn't it right?"

Luo Jun said coldly: "You are too confident." He paused and said: "After I die, I will care about the flood. By then, my soul will be gone without leaving any traces in the world. How could I care about Lin Qianqian's lifetime?"

Cheng Jianhua smiled faintly and said, "It seems you still don't accept your fate?"

Luo Jun said: "Receive your fate."

Cheng Jianhua said lightly: "You must know that slandering Buddha has endless sins. If you speak rudely, slandering me is slandering Buddha. I should teach you some lessons to let you know the infinite verbal sins and the principle of cause and effect."

Luo Jun glared at his eyes and laughed furiously. Cheng Jianhua was so arrogant that he actually compared himself to a Buddha. He wanted to start a swear word, but when the words came to his mouth, he immediately endured it back.

Damn, a hero doesn’t suffer any loss at the moment. Now that he is under the roof, he is showing off his strength for no reason, and he can only seek hardship.

At the same time, Cheng Jianhua said to Li Yang behind him: "He slapped him ten times."

Li Yang should have done so, and then came to Luo Jun.

Luo Jun's heart was beating violently. He had never suffered such insults. But Li Yang was cold and then he slapped Luo Jun in the face ten times.

Li Yang was very heavy-handed, but he was very conscientious.

Luo Jun's eyes were soaked that his cheeks were covered with bloodshots. After Li Yang finished ten slaps in the face, Luo Jun vomited ten teeth in blood.

Li Yang then returned behind Cheng Jianhua.

Cheng Jianhua looked at Luo Jun lightly.

Luo Jun's eyes were blood red, and he stared at Cheng Jianhua tightly without saying a word. Of course, he would not continue to scold Cheng Jianhua, that would be useless. But there is no doubt that today is the biggest insult Luo Jun suffered in his life.

"I will definitely kill you!" Luo Jun said gritting his teeth and a biting his teeth. A biting chill burst out from his voice.

Cheng Jianhua looked at Luo Jun lightly, and the two looked at each other. After a while, Cheng Jianhua suddenly burst into laughter. After laughing, he said, "Heavenly Destiny, I know you hate me very much and wish you could tear me apart. But the reality is that you will be taken away by me and then killed by me. Here, no one in the sky or underground can save you. You are seriously injured, and it is even more impossible to save yourself." He paused, stood up, and said, "There are still sixteen hours from now until midnight. Enjoy the last time in your life. Once your luck is drawn, you will find that even if you are alive, you will live worse than a dog."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went with Li Yang.

The gate of the alchemy room was closed again, and darkness occupied the entire alchemy room.

Luo Jun lay down decadently.

The scorching pain on his face had not yet disappeared, and Luo Jun felt his entire mouth numb. After he suffered internal injuries, his qi and blood flowed slowly, and the wound recovered particularly slowly.

At this time, Luo Jun wanted to roar angrily, and wanted to use his powerful power to smash everything in front of him. But the reality is that as long as he lucked and blood, the wound would immediately collapse and he would immediately bleeding. This was a deep sense of powerlessness. So what if there was a huge hatred? The reality was so cruel.

Miracle, will there be a miracle?

This is the real world, not a martial arts novel. There will be so many miracles there.

Luo Jun clenched his fists, his eyes were blood red. He kept this posture like this for a long time. In the end, he was so tired that he couldn't hold on and had to let go of his fists.

Do you really have to accept your fate?

Is this my life Luo Jun?

A strong sense of fate appeared in Luo Jun's mind. But soon, Luo Jun abandoned this idea. He knew that Cheng Jianhua wanted this effect. Once he really accepted his fate, his willpower would no longer be firm. Then his luck would be really deprived of it.

Once luck is taken away, you will be finished.

Luo Jun has been galloping around over the years and has passed by Death many times. It is not that he has great skills and can survive every time, but that he is lucky enough. Many mercenary kings, with higher cultivation than Luo Jun, eventually died in stray bullets.

In this world, strength is important. But luck definitely accounts for seven points, and three points is strength!

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was soon five o'clock in the afternoon.

During this period, no one came to deliver water and food to Luo Jun. This alchemy room was like a forgotten place.

It's easy to understand. Anyway, Cheng Jianhua is coming to refine Luo Jun at midnight tonight, that is, at midnight in the morning. He will not die if he doesn't eat or drink for a day, so why give Luo Jun something to eat and drink?

However, although Luo Jun was seriously injured, his recovery ability was still stronger than that of ordinary people. After nine hours of cultivation, Luo Jun was able to stand up slowly and walk. Of course, he was unwilling to die just now. At present, Luo Jun knew that his luck was still there. So he had a glimmer of hope and wanted to find a way out.

Luo Jun first came to the front of the gate, which was an iron gate. The iron gate was closed and locked inside from the outside.

If Luo Jun was in his heyday, he could still shake the iron lock of the iron gate. At the moment, he could only sigh. In despair, Luo Jun began to dream of despair, hoping to find some leftover golden elixirs, immortal elixirs and the like in this alchemy room.

Anyway, I just want miracles.

But obviously, this is a real delusion.

He searched for a while and was so tired. His physique was comparable to an eighty-year-old old lady. Luo Jun had no choice but to sit cross-legged and rest for a while. At this time, even the Great Sun and Moon Art was useless. The Great Sun and Moon Art was a health preservation, marrow washing and blood production, which could add icing on the cake, but had no effect of healing.

After all, martial arts is not as magical as in the novel. Luo Jun has no internal strength to heal his injuries. He can only recover quickly when he is healthy.

The sky gradually became darker.

It was eight o'clock in the evening. The bright moon's bright light shone in through the small window, and Luo Jun's thoughts became more and more annoyed. This already means that he is getting closer and closer to death. Death is not scary, but waiting for death is scary. He thought of Lin Qianqian again, and felt guilty in his heart.

After all, all this is a disaster for Lin Qianqian at the moment. She was involved in Lin Qianqian. Otherwise, she should have been a team leader happily in Haibin City.

Luo Jun thought to himself that Lin Qianqian shouldn't be scattered? After all, although Cheng Jianhua, Long Xuan, and Li Yang are not good people, they are not gangsters who can do such despicable things.

Luo Jun's thoughts changed again, "Damn it, isn't this a disaster for me now?"

Cheng Jianhua and Bai Yinshuang and the grievances of the ancestors, which have something to do with him! He was so stubborn that he came to wade through this muddy water.

If you don’t come here, you will be happy in Haibin City. You will be so happy every day when you peek at Sister Xiahan to take a bath.

Luo Jun was thinking randomly, and suddenly he was shocked again.

Could this be what Bai Yinshuang said, the wonderful line of fate?

The invisible line of destiny involves you here? Is this the end of your life?

He thought a lot, but in the end he had no results.

Then, Luo Jun's eyes hit the alchemy furnace with dragon tattooed on it again. He couldn't help but become curious. What kind of alchemy furnace is refining?

Luo Jun knew that there was elixir in Xianxia novels, but it was fictional. In ancient times, some people refine elixirs for the emperor. But the elixirs were all fake elixirs such as mercury and lead. After taking them, the emperor often died faster.

Luo Jun thought to himself that the Xuanyi Sect is a real Xuan Sect master who is well versed in numerology, Feng Shui, and magnetic fields. They will definitely not refine false pills. What kind of pills are they refining?

After thinking about it, Luo Jun couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, the footsteps outside sounded again.

It's Li Yang who is here.

Luo Jun sat cross-legged and thought to himself: "What are he doing?"

The big iron door was opened, and the bright moonlight shone in.

Li Yang was dressed in black, quiet and indifferent, and his face was handsome and cold.

Luo Jun looked at Li Yang. Today he was slapped by Li Yang. Although Li Yang was ordered to act, Li Yang was very serious enough. The indifference in his eyes was enough to annoy Luo Jun. If he had the chance, Luo Jun would definitely kill Li Yang.

But this is just thinking about it.

Li Yang came in, then pulled a chair and sat down in front of Luo Jun. He was also condescending.

"What are you here to do?" Luo Jun spoke first.

Li Yang said lightly: "I want to see, what is the difference between a destiny and an ordinary person?"

Luo Jun said, "Then did you see it?"

Li Yang said coldly: "I'm very disappointed. There is no difference between you and an ordinary person when facing death."

Luo Jun's eyes lowered and said with some excitement: "If you have nothing else to say, you can leave."

A hint of anger flashed in Li Yang's eyes and said, "You look down on me, right?"

Luo Jun glanced at Li Yang and then said, "Although you pretended to be cold, I have to say that you are really sensitive inside. Why are you sensitive? Because you are a traitor, right? You are a person who will betray your own country. Do you still expect me to look at you differently?"

Li Yang suddenly became excited. He red eyes and kicked Luo Jun's neck.

With a bang, Luo Jun was kicked and fell to the ground. His face fell to the ground, and bloodstains were rubbed. Li Yang pressed his feet coldly on Luo Jun's neck and sneered, "Battleman, are you qualified to laugh at me?"

Luo Jun couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He was extremely humiliated. He clenched his fists and let go. He hated him to the extreme, but what was most tortured was the psychological despair.

Because he has no hope of turning around.

What people fear most is not death, but hopelessness.

At this time, Li Yang closed his legs and Luo Jun sat up with support.

"Aren't you sharp-tongued? What's wrong, you're mute?" Li Yang sneered: "Do you really want to kill me? Are you very desperate?"

Luo Jun took a deep breath and then closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!