Although Azhi's physical fitness is a monster, it is still not enough to see the destruction and death light released by Kuailong exerting all his remaining power. Because Kuailong is quite far away from Azhi, and has suffered severe damage and unclear vision, the destruction and death light cannot accurately hit Azhi's heart, which is a blessing in disgrace.

With the bloody wound, Azhi crawled on the back of the big rock snake, unable to move, and could only suppress the pain on the ** and groaned occasionally. Now he realized how deep the pain the elves were, especially the killing moves like destroying the death light, which was definitely a heart-wrenching pain. Azhi was still bleeding in his body, but he began to close his eyes and rest, thinking about the relationship between humans and the elves.

Master and servant? I have never done this before, and even thought about it. Whether it is games or reality, I regard the elves as my partner, a companion for life and death.

So they are partners? But they are the ones who guided and cultivated the elves to grow. Logically speaking, they should be their good teachers and friends.

That's the teacher and the student? However, the elves also taught themselves a lot, such as persistence, persistence...that's friends, but...

Azhi woke up from his thoughts and scratched his hair desperately. This was really a tangled problem. But excessive blood loss made him dizzy, so he had to give up all activities in order to gain more physical fitness.

"Bang!" After waiting for a long time, the big rock snake finally rushed out of the underground rock rock. The huge rocks covered with green grass fell down the body of the big rock snake, causing the ground to tremble. Azhi's face was already pale at this time. When he opened his eyes, he saw a paradise with beautiful mountains and rivers. Not far away, there was a simple thatched hut. He only used a few short branches to insert around the hut as a barrier to prevent the small animals from entering the home. What role can such a short branch play? Azhi couldn't help but want to laugh at the owner of the hut, but his whole body was weak and powerless, which forced him to give up his plan. He raised his head with the last bit of strength. Azhi closed his eyes with satisfaction and slid off the back of the hut.

In the sky, there is a huge fog that never dissipates all year round...

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A man in China's Qin and Han dynasties, about fifty years old paced back and forth in the thatched hut. He saw his starry eyes, sword eyes, straight nose bridge, tempting mouth, curry-colored hair tied behind his head, tied with a wild grass everywhere, indicating that the healthy wheat-yellow skin is still smooth and delicate, only the thick calluses in his hands and the dense crow's feet like the folded scales at the corners of his eyes are slightly amazing. Otherwise, the mature masculinity is enough to fascinate thousands of girls. This also shows that the handsomeness of this man when he was young is, Shenzi Fengying.

Looking back from time to time, looking at the young man with a gray face lying on the bed, his frown had already betrayed his calmness on the surface. He, this young man who was unwilling to let go of his fists even if he was in a coma, this young man full of hostility looked like when he was young! He was young and frivolous, with a sharp edge, and a newborn calf was always so ignorant that he never knew the sky was high and the earth was strong. He always wanted to support the sky and the ground, and start his own career. Even if he succeeded in the future, he lost far more than he got, and he could not come back. The man couldn't help but fall into memories of the past, and tears moistened his eyes and flowed down.

Forget it, maybe it was God's decree, I wanted me to advise this young man not to go astray and follow his old path!

The man made up his mind and acted a lot faster. He first raised Azhi who was lying down and kept sitting. Then he checked his injuries. The edge of the wound was jagged. The man raised his eyebrows and murmured: "It was actually the destruction light of the Kuailong. Is it really God's will?"

Although hesitated, the man's movements were getting faster and faster. When a strong wind blew outside the door, a yellow leaf could no longer grasp the branches, fell off, and drifted with the wind. There was no so-called dancing in the air like a butterfly, as if it was pulled by a big hand. The leaves floated into the house, and it was a coincidence that they were just embedded between the fingers of his right index finger and middle finger.

The man casually swung the leaves in his hand towards Azhi in front. The leaves that were so soft that they could not control in the hands of ordinary people and could only spin in the air changed their normal state, like a sharp blade, cutting the air along the way and cutting the rotten flesh of Azhi's wound. "Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshes of leaves in endless convulsions.

After looking at Azhi's bright red and tender skin, the man nodded expressionlessly and took out a small bottle with a white porcelain red lid from the wooden cabinet beside the bed. As soon as he opened it, a smell that was ten thousand times more smelly than the skunk's exhaust gas immediately spread throughout the small thatched house. However, the man still had the expression of nothing to do with him and gently tilted the small bottle towards Azhi's wound. A thick oily liquid slowly flowed down, as if it was a child's snot, flowing into Azhi's wound.

"Ah--" Azhi woke up in pain in a coma, with blue veins as thick as earthworms protruding, and his entire head doubled for no reason. His eyes were sharp and he could even see the blood flowing from Azhi's body. Azhi's mouth was so big that he could hold more than a dozen eggs stuffed in at the same time. His scarlet eyes made them unable to see the existence of their pupils at all. It seemed that Azhi was now more like a prehistoric beast than a handsome handsome boy.

Azhi's eyelids turned and fainted from pain again.

The man was still cold and clapped his hands. He waved his sleeves with his left hand. The smell of the room seemed to be pushed by his big hands, and he rushed out of the room: "Boy, it depends on your own whether you can hold on." After that, he walked out of the room, as if he was going for a walk.

In the room, the white light in Azhi's mind raked east and west, causing Azhi to feel extremely painful, and coupled with the severe pain from his body, Azhi's spirit could not help but weaken, but became more sensitive. Of course, the pain became more severe. Azhi bit his lip, regardless of whether it was bitten or not, and he still insisted on trying to regain control of the white light, which is the mental power. Gradually, Azhi adapted to the pain and drove the disobedient mental power back to his original position. He was sure that his mental power would not cause trouble anymore. Azhi fell asleep drowsy, and did not find that the white mental power had expanded several times...

p.s. I will start paying off my debt tomorrow, and I owe 5 chapters. I should remember correctly. I will try to pay it back next week. Interested students can create a group and discuss things like plot together. The yogurt group is full.

Also, guess who that man is. Tip, the most famous kendo master in the Warring States Period in Japan, you know who it is. Yogurt has long wanted to write about him, but now I am finally going to write about him. I am so excited. The evaluation of Yogurt is of a god-like man! Especially when I was playing Taige Lizhi Chuan 5, I learned his last move. I was depressed. I had to sl** several times, so it was too powerful.
Chapter completed!