"Brother Gugel, I beg you, please stop pursuing me. Brother, I really have no choice but to give you those three treasures. If you think it's not enough, I will give them to you."
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Seeing Han Ming desperately trying to take away the fallen leaves from the Tree of Life, Myron couldn't bear to see this kid getting seriously injured again and again and getting up again and again.
Gugel was furious when he heard this and shouted: "You put it lightly, don't call me brother, you ungrateful old guy, you and I will never have any friendship from now on!"
When Myron heard this, his body trembled, his eyes looked straight at Gugel, and he stopped attacking at the same time.
"Brother, you are right, I am ungrateful, but I have been in a dilemma of loyalty since ancient times. I must get the fallen leaves of the tree of life. Brother, I am sorry for you. I hope you don't embarrass little friend Han. Brother, I am willing to give my life to you.
Save."
Gugel looked at Myron's determined eyes and suddenly panicked.
Myron raised his right hand and slammed it down on his head.
"No!!"
Gugel screamed in surprise and hurriedly kicked Myron's hand away.
"You and I have known each other for many years, but I didn't expect you to miss our old friendship so much. Brother Myron, you have hurt my brother's heart. You want to save that kid, but as long as he can take my three palms without dying, I will let you go today.
Walk!"
As he said this, Gugel flashed and disappeared from the spot.
"Brother, you..." Myron was in a hurry and hurriedly caught up.
Han Ming carried the fallen leaves and ran rampant in the corridor, constantly recalling the escape route in his mind.
"Who is it! Leave the fallen leaves behind!"
When the two war-mad guards saw Han Ming stumbling towards him, carrying fallen leaves from the Tree of Life on their shoulders, they hurriedly tried to stop him.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Han Ming waved the fallen leaf as a huge weapon, and the two war-mad guards suddenly turned into human beings.
Here we are, here we are, right in front! Here we are!
Han Ming looked at the gate in front of him, gritted his teeth, jumped up, and rushed out of the castle.
A huge giant ape beast soul roared in the sky and landed in front of Han Ming's eyes, blocking the way.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!" Han Ming's eyes were already red with blood. Now there was nothing else in his eyes, there was only one road, the road leading to Charles.
All those who dare to stop him are regarded as objects that must be eradicated.
"No one can block my way!"
"What an arrogant boy. I want to see what you can do and run wild on my territory!"
Gugel's figure rose from the sky and landed steadily in front of Han Ming.
The figure of Myron following him also followed.
"Take a slap from me!"
Gu Geer waved a palm towards Han Ming. The giant ape behind him also opened his huge palm and blasted towards Han Ming. The two palms merged into one, and a terrifying palm force that destroyed the world came towards him.
Come.
"Death! Anyone who stops me will die!!"
Han Ming pulled out the Qinghong Sword, a large amount of blood stained his body, and swung it at the flying giant palm.
boom!
There was a shocking loud noise, and the red light swung by the Qinghong Sword was immediately shattered by the giant palm, and the giant palm only paused for a moment and continued to attack Han Ming.
Han Ming's eyes were red, and he wanted to stain the blood with the Qinghong Sword again, but it was already too late.
The giant palm actually hit Han Ming in the front, sending Han Ming flying away.
"Little friend Han!"
Myron screamed and tried to catch Han Ming who was flying upside down.
"Brother Myron! If you help, we will fight to the death today. If he can take three of my palms, I will let you go!"
Gugel reminded coldly.
When Mailun heard this, he suddenly froze on the spot and watched helplessly as Han Ming's body was torn into pieces, but he didn't know what to do.
Han Ming clung to the fallen leaves of the Tree of Life. He could no longer feel his body at this time.
You must survive, you must not die like this!
"Ah!!!!" Han Ming looked up to the sky and roared.
The fallen leaves from the Tree of Life were frantically repairing Han Ming's body.
Han Ming once again experienced a cycle of life and death. Every inch of his skin was broken, then quickly healed, then broken again, healed again, and so on.
Every inch of Han Ming's body was in pain and he almost lost consciousness. However, he relied on his strong willpower to stand desperately, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
However, Han Ming's state in front of them seemed particularly strange to Gugel and Myron.
Han Ming stood tremblingly in front of him like a bloody man, as if he was about to fall down at any moment. The skin and flesh on his body were broken into pieces and fell from his body, but there was an emerald green light.
The ball shrouded the flesh and blood, and was forcibly pulled back to the body again. This was repeated over and over again, until a cup of tea passed, and the cycle began to slow down, and after another cup of tea, it stopped completely.
"You said it, ahem...and...there are still two palms."
Han Ming was panting violently, his legs were shaking uncontrollably. His big, delicate and bright eyes were covered by blood at this time, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell seeking revenge.
Don't give up.
Gugel had never seen such a desperate person in his life, nor had he ever seen such a tenacious person.
"Good boy, you are indeed a bit bloody. Don't forget that Brother Myron appreciates you so much."
Gugel looked at Han Ming and suddenly had the illusion of looking at his own shadow.
Once upon a time, he was just like Han Ming.
He is an illegitimate child, and from the moment he was born, he has been burdened with the shame of his family, the scorn and resentment of his relatives.
But he still survived tenaciously, relying on his hands to climb up from the pile of countless dead people. He resented everything in the world, and he resented the father who gave birth to him and then abandoned him, who had never been masked.
He resented the people who had abused him since childhood, he resented everything, and he vowed to take revenge one day.
Later, he met Myron, who had also fallen to the end of the world. The two had almost the same background, the same fate, and the same spirit, which made the two of them cherish each other. They competed in martial arts together, talked about life together, and talked about their own understanding of martial arts.
experience.
One time, for some reason, the tribe knew his whereabouts and hunted him and Mailen for a whole year. In the end, Mailen was seriously injured and fell into a coma. His tribe mistakenly thought that Mailen was dead, so they
After seriously injuring Gugel, he prepared to take him back to the clan for execution.
It was Myron who suddenly pounced on him. He tried his best to endure the pain of the tribesman stabbing him with knives, bit the tribesman's neck, glared angrily, and never let go.
Gugel still remembered that he was like crazy, holding Myron's body and seeking medical treatment everywhere. He even knelt for three days and three nights at the residence of the miraculous doctor Mog outside the city of Feira. However, he was ruthlessly rejected.
He carried Myron's body through the wild forest, across the wild ice field, and across the wild desert. It was not until he found a rare grass in the wild ancient forest that he saved Mailon's life.
The two had lived in the wild ancient forest for decades. The same hatred blinded both of them. When they finally reached what they thought was sufficient strength, they learned that Gugel's family had been wiped out by the Dragon Clan. And
That year, Meron met Vivian's father, Emperor Velen, who was exploring the wild ancient forest.
Scenes of past events came to mind, and Gugel felt a bit bitter in his mouth. His great revenge had nowhere to be avenged, while Myron was moved by the warmth of the world and forgot about his hatred.
What made the two brothers who relied on each other in the past reach the point where they are now at odds with each other?
"Brother Gugel, look at him, does he look like you before?"
Myron also had red eyes and sighed deeply.
Cough! Cough!
Han Ming's eyes, which were stained red with blood, stared at Gu Geer with incomparable determination.
Gu Geer saw neither hatred nor anger in Han Ming's eyes.
"It's not like... he and I are different. We are crazy because of hatred, but he... I don't know why he became so crazy, I can't imagine it."
Gugel believed that Han Ming was different from them. The only thing they had in common was that they both had the persistence and stubbornness to refuse to give up no matter what.
"Boy, it's no wonder that Brother Myron appreciates you. You deserve it. But I have to tell you that there is nothing fair or unfair in this world. You must be alive today and can deeply understand what I said. Do you want to
To get something, you have to pay the corresponding price.”
"Understood, cough...come on!"
Han Ming took a few steps forward, arching his legs in a defensive posture.
"Put down the fallen leaves." Gugel stared at Han Ming and said coldly.
"Brother..." Myron said quickly.
"Brother, you don't need to say more. This is a world where the jungle prevails. There is no reason for anyone to receive special care. The same goes for this kid. You know, if I really want to kill him, even the fallen leaves of the tree of life will not be repaired in time.
His body. I asked him to put down the fallen leaves. Likewise, I will not use Dou Qi again. Whether this kid can survive or not depends entirely on God's will."
Han Ming laughed loudly, threw the fallen leaves of the Tree of Life, wiped away the blood from his mouth with his arm, and said loudly: "Do you have any wine?"
"Go and get the tongue-cut wind that I have treasured for many years!" Gugel called to a servant who was watching from a distance.
After hearing this, the man quickly ran back to the castle. After a while, he came back with a large wooden barrel and handed the barrel to Gugel.
Gugel nodded and threw the barrel to Han Ming again.
Han Ming took a step forward, spread out his arms, and hugged the barrel to his body. However, his damaged body was unable to bear the weight, and he took three steps back after being hit.
Gu Geer looked at Han Ming's embarrassment coldly and said sarcastically: "Now that you can't even hold this little barrel, do you really want to take my two palms?"
drink!
Han Ming shouted loudly, lifted the barrel, raised his head and poured the hot liquor into his mouth. Wherever the liquor touched, Han Ming's chin, mouth, and tongue were all burned red.
"Happy!" Han Ming placed the barrel heavily on the ground, ignoring the strong liquor dripping down his neck and onto his body.
"Cut the nonsense! Come!"
"Okay! What a tough man! Take my slap!"
Gu Geer shouted loudly and waved his palm to attack Han Ming. This palm contained infinite power, and even the air where it passed made a crackling sound.dd