It's heartbreaking, powerless, fearful and fragile like ashes, the feeling of collapse, the kind of feeling that's more uncomfortable than death.
So, I want to protect you.
His originally extremely dilated pupils suddenly burst out with a powerful willpower, like a pair of destructive demonic pupils burning with flames.
"Girl, don't die. If you want to live a good life for me, I won't die either. I will spend my whole life protecting you." He yelled crazily and uncontrollably, as if he was going against the will of heaven.
I gave it all, but lost everything.
Xue Ying was almost stunned, but the joy of a dead person resurrecting made her mood hazy. Amidst the ups and downs, she felt good about this strange boy and seemed to have gained everything.
"Hey, what are you talking about? I'm fine. I won't die. Your words are enough."
She covered her cheek and didn't look at it, but her face was red and her eyes were seductive, as if she was drunk.
Wine does not intoxicate people, but people intoxicate themselves!
"Ahem, cough, cough." The unconscious young man did not hear her words. He staggered one step at a time, with dripping blood smeared in his mouth. His injuries were very serious, and his consciousness was about to collapse. The last trace of his divine power was left behind.
Still persisting as if not giving up hope, he stumbled and became extremely weak.
The divine general's ultimate strike cannot be blocked by ordinary people.
This fearful strike that consumed all divine power penetrated time and space, and even broke through the blocking power of fate and endless energy. No one could stop it, let alone a skinny young man.
What he is struggling to support now is just the persistence and residual thoughts in his heart, but they are vulnerable. The same is true for the least precious and most unreasonable things in the world.
"Ah! Don't die. You are fine. We will all be fine. Why are you so brave? Why are you pretending to be a hero..." Xue Ying cried, pure tears streaking across her jade-faced cheeks.
She once had a charming smile that was charming.
She also burst into tears and made people despair.
Li Tu looked at her pure golden eyes and became determined. Those golden eyes were like burning golden stars, extremely gorgeous and full of vitality.
"Okay, we will all be fine. I won't die, and neither will you."
"Don't die, Li Tu. You have escaped death so many times, so why can't you do it today? Okay, then live a good life, for the sake of her in your arms, and for the vows made under the sun." He shouted loudly.
He said, with an unprecedented firmness in his eyes.
He strengthened his resolve and regained his confidence. However, the road ahead was too difficult and there was no end in sight. The road to destiny was completely dead. The ambush of the divine generals was all over the sky and the earth. Even if it exceeded the limit of life, how could he break through?
This is not because of lack of self-confidence, but because in despair, hope has nowhere to escape. Just like a drowning person, there is power that cannot be grasped, but the breath of death cannot be shaken at all!
…
On a certain day in history, no one knew how Li Tu was killed.
All I know is that the last guardian general, standing under the hazy gray mist of the Tianmen, saw a young man covered in blood, standing upright. His hair was messy, covering his indifferent eyes, as if killing someone.
God is like a demon with flames raging into the sky and awe-inspiring demon power. No one can stop his steps.
He took one step at a time, holding in his arms the young city lord who had fallen into the night, a girl as beautiful as a flower. She should have died, but she was unscathed, her face was cold, and her eyes were blank as she looked at Zhan Zhan.
Would she also be puzzled by the unyielding young man? Why didn't the young man let go? They were like strangers and it was just the first time they met. Why was he so desperate? What was he afraid of? He had nothing in his heart.
Afraid?
No one knows what Li Tu is thinking.
He was bloody, and he couldn't feel a trace of strength in his body. His divine power had been exhausted, and he had no energy to support him in fighting. His mind collapsed, and his soul disintegrated. He was only one step away from the end of the world, but no one could force him.
He just walked like this, step by step, sluggishly and at a loss, killing at least fifteen powerful and unparalleled divine generals in his hands, and thousands of incense and fire gods fell and exploded because of him.
Li Tu took the last step, the final kick, and came to the last guarding general. He was dying and stood at the feet of the general.
The body of the god general is huge, tens of thousands of feet high, shrouded in a hazy light blue mist, and it is so awe-inspiring that it cannot be looked directly at. The pressure is unparalleled. The God of War is reincarnated. Behind it is a portal that leads to the land of the Gray Lord. It looks bloody
The young man has some panic and panic in his golden pupils, because the young man is so scary, no one knows how many more tricks he has, they are endless, it is really scary!
The gods and generals went from being stress-free and killing without mercy at the beginning to becoming anxious and anxious, fearing that they would be harvested by the young god of death. Facts have proved that he is the last one.
And this day is also the day of the transformation of the young city lord. The flower-like girl finally decided to seize the only power and ambition. She will be unyielding and fight to the death. The Night City will not fall for thousands of years, with unrivaled power and brilliance!
…
Everyone will remember that scene forever.
"Mortal, how dare you kill a god?!" The last god general was alone and roared loudly, like the pressure of the majestic sky.
The powerful god general is almost ten thousand feet tall, his body is golden, like a city made of golden juice, and his divine light is majestic and majestic, incomparable.
But that man was bloody, dirty, and as humble as an ant, as if he had been crushed in the soil. Everyone would look down on him, but for such a man with no aura, the general did not dare to move at all.
It was so pressed that it almost couldn't breathe. What a fantasy and an ancient anecdote!
The god general was finally killed!
When the head fell to the ground, golden rain spread all over the earth, slowly turning blood red.
Because the boy is inexplicable and indescribable.
His divine power has been lost, his vitality has dissipated, and he should have died, but his final resentment supported him to complete the climb. Like a miraculous promotion, he is the incarnation of Shen Yuan.
Tian Qi is dead, but in the future, a young man will crawl out from the burial place of the Gray Lord and will not stop dying, like a vengeful evil god.
The girl closed her eyes.
He fell into the eternal darkness with her!
Nine deaths are inevitable.
This is a terrifying plan that contains every secret in the ancient city. Even if Li Tu and Xue Ying are lucky enough to escape from the endless murderous intent, they will definitely die.
There is only one way to survive in front of them, and that is the burial place.
But if you go to the burial place, you will become a slave of the Gray Lord and the Evil God. Everyone knows this, and it is really a good plan to die without life.
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Tongten Pavilion.
The extremely beautiful Pavilion Master closed his eyes, suddenly covered his heart, and felt a sudden pain, as if he had lost something very precious.
In a hurry, she lost her former dignity and holiness. She came to the observatory and looked at the star that had lost its luster and was gray and lifeless. Her tears immediately rolled down her face.
"Impossible, how could you die? You said you would come back to see me? Why did you break your promise for the second time? I waited so hard for you. I really regret it. Li Tu, how could you do this?
, come back to see me quickly, come back quickly."
The Master of Tongtian Pavilion who once ruled the world is now reduced to tears, just like the resentful woman in the boudoir who has lost her square inch because the things she cherished have disappeared, and her hope of survival is no longer there.
"Check, check for me, I want to find out who is framing him."
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Qin Cheng, originally a guard of Tianqi Tower, participated in the hunting battle of ancient ferocious beasts. The road to invincibility was to fight to the death. Unfortunately, her sister suffered from a strange symptom called Tiantian Ying. His parents
He died early. As an elder brother, he had sworn in front of the grave to protect his little sister, but now seeing her being tortured like this on the hospital bed, he felt so distressed that he couldn't breathe.
Therefore, he violated the oath made under the sun. He had no choice but to do so.
Duke Wu's men cured his little sister with an ancient artifact. In return, he must inform Li Tu of his secret actions.
He deserves to die!
Without the kindness of that young man, Qin Cheng would not know where to beg for food.
Qin Cheng regretted and was very sad, so he couldn't bear it. He came to the top of the pavilion master alone and saw the legendary beauty.
With a plop.
He fell to his knees, a grown man, crying so pitifully that he couldn't help but cry.
He made it clear why.
The stunning beauty was motionless, her back was hidden in the fairy spirit, but she was so lonely, so sad, so heartbreaking. Qin Cheng regretted that he killed the young man who was like a dragon among people, the one who had a crush on him.
The young man who had the kindness to meet someone, he was sorry for the teachings of his parents, and he was sorry for Li Tu.
"I'm sorry, I deserve to die." He clenched his fists, blood dripping quietly.
He jumped down from the loft and fell to pieces.
Like a traitor's last act of loyalty.
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On that same day, the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion issued an edict and placed a reward on Duke Wu's head. Soon, the old Duke died tragically in his palace. He provoked people he shouldn't have provoked, but he didn't care.
He thought that this was his own time, that he was old and that even if he was famous when he was young, he could not save his fate.
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The fog was gray, the scenery was invisible, and there seemed to be a layer of fog in front of his eyes. All the power in his body had been exhausted, and he couldn't mobilize a single bit. It was very pitiful. He deserved to die, but miraculously he survived.
Came to this forbidden ashes like a hell of despair.
Beside Li Tu, lay a pure and innocent girl.
She was already awake, hugging her knees, crying dryly, her little face was dirty, and there was no power fluctuation in her body, just like a mortal.
"Is this Huitu? It's better to see it than to hear it all day long. It's too scary." Li Tu said with emotion.