Apocalyptic Forecast

Tianchengfang opened his eyes in a faint, feeling the pain of a long absence.

The sacred marks all over the cracks could no longer support the sore shell, under the broken mask of Raven Tengu, revealing his own pale face.

Just ... what is that?

Suddenly choked coughing suddenly, he bent down and vomited the blood with a ray of light. The heart of the sky dog ​​rose from the blood, floating in the air, emitting a burst of black mist.

Miracles are passing, at a heartbreaking rate.

Everything is going to the worst ending in a logical way, as if there is no abnormality, naturally ... welcoming death.

The curse is being fulfilled.

As if watching him gradually losing blood and die, the great fear made him struggle and climb out of the broken building.

The remaining quill seemed to be unable to realize what was happening, and fluttered around him fearfully.

"No, it's time."

Tianchengfang tried his best to prop up his body and said hoarsely, "Take me to find something that can save me ..."

Ling Mao shuddered in the air, immediately looking for clues in panic, and soon, he was turbulent in surprise, circled him twice, and flew into the air.

With the hope of Tianchengfang together.

Exhausting the last power, Tianchengfang unfolded its broken wing, and soared into the sky, following the quill, gradually moving forward ... until the melody that was so gentle as to soothe all wounds became clear, and the quills circled Above the old stadium, he was directed down.

As if guiding him to where the piano sound came from.

Tianchengfang was ecstatic, almost unable to contain the happiness in his heart, and dropped an inch from the air ... Then, he was swallowed up by the evil cold.

Fear, incomprehensible, and unspeakable fear emerged from his heart.

Unprecedentedly, his instinct sounded the alarm desperately, and uttered his full sorrow.

Don't go forward, don't go forward, don't go forward!

Unintelligible despair tears his soul almost instantaneously, unexplained fear condenses into substance, buzzing from the skull.

He almost screamed in the ominous hunch of this moment.

If you go there, you will die.

Such a clear understanding and comprehension emerged from the heart, and with it came some kind of fear that even death could not match, almost tearing his will to pretend to be steel.

There is a dead end!

In the midair, the dying Raven Tengu stiffened for a moment, suddenly lifted up, and flew out into the distance with all his might, fleeing in embarrassment, even disregarding his wings and body that were gradually approaching the limit.

Only one thought left.

Escape, leave here, escape as far as possible.

When he recovered a trace of wisdom from chaos, he found that he no longer knew where he had ran, and was falling from the sky in a twist.

The dazed Ling Yu still followed him, not knowing what happened.

From the loud noise, he fell to the ground, hit the broken storefront, and gasped violently.

"It's not there, don't go there ... there is only one way to die."

He tried his best to grab Ling Yu and glared at his last life-saving straw: "Take me to find something that can save me ... my time ... my time ..."

Tianchengfang's body violently exploded again, shattering his broken internal organs again, and seeing himself in a state of embarrassment from the pool of blood spreading on the ground.

His time is running out.

The sound of hurried footsteps not far away made his heart sink gradually.

Someone shouted in excitement: "I saw that something fell here, absolutely right."

"Be careful, everything here is weird."

"Fuck, it's a birdman!"

"No matter what he is, kill it first!"

Outside the broken storefront, several sublimators raised their arms alertly. Ravendog stared at him in amazement, as if frightened, for a long time, he couldn't help laughing, and laughed.

Was amused by this bad joke.

Death is here.

But people who kill themselves are like this ...

Recalling the funny encounter since entering the Ximatai, and his own embarrassment, he didn't even know when he had fallen to this level.

"This is my destiny?"

Tianchengfang gritted his teeth and slowly shook his head: "No, no, it's just the opposite."

He propped up his broken body, pulled out the stumps of steel and iron from the crack in his chest, raised his head, climbed an inch from the **** of countless ruins, and yelled at the blocker in front of him:

"Now, it's not time yet, not yet!"

He took a step forward, facing one of the bullets that he had shot, raised his one arm, and folded his fingers together like a knife, chopping off the iron light.

"--Do things like dogs deserve to kill me too!"

Maybe it will die, yes.

But it is not now, not here, nor should it be this kind of thing.

Tengu growled.

The emptiness of strength emerged from this sway, and an imaginary blade was formed from the arm, and the bullet was cut easily.

For many years, the limit across him was broken here.

Stepped into the legendary extreme.

Real Tengu copy.

If he is in peacetime, will he be ecstatic?

But now, his heart was calm, like iron and stone, but just stepped forward, wielding criss-cross cutting edges, galloping in the speed.

In an instant, they crossed with the sublimers.

Behind him, blood burst out, staining the narrow streets.

He staggered and fell to his knees. More and more blood ran out of his face and wounds, and a tragic and disturbing trace formed from behind him.

Can't die yet.

Not yet.

He wants to go back alive.

Tianchengfang gritted his teeth, propped up his body, and staggered forward against the wall. In a trance, he forgot where he was and where he was, but he was obsessed with chasing the feathers flying in front of him.

Step by step, like walking dead.

I don't know how long it has passed, Ling Yu has dissipated in the wind.

He is still moving forward.

Numbly mobilized the tired body until a stagger was ushered in, fell to the ground, and could no longer crawl.

In the faint, there was a soft footstep approaching gradually. The caller tilted his head and looked down at him, listening to his breathing intermittently and persistently, bending down and staring at his embarrassed face.

It seemed like a treasure was found, with a surprised smile.

"You seem to be strong."

"help me……"

Tianchengfang raised his hand hard, trying to grasp the white skirt corner, but it was so far away, it was difficult to reach.

Soon, a line of sweet dew fell on his mouth, and the dew with a wonderful power merged into his wounds, recalled his consciousness, and forcibly pulled him back from the edge of the death place.

He was saved.

The redeemable power ends here.

"More ..." He gasped and reached out, trying to **** the bottle from the woman's hand: "Give me more ..."

"This is a very precious dark gold prop."

The smiling woman lifted the bottle an inch, avoiding his palm lightly: "Are you going to take it so empty-mouthed and want to take it away?"

Tianchengfang froze for a moment, slowly raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him.

Good looks, no, it should be exquisite.

With a gentle smile like a spring breeze, the horsetail slanted on the shoulder, and the white long skirt was spotless.

It's like going out to buy food.

No matter what, it is incompatible with this city, but the quiet eyes only seem to bury the darkness that the whole city is difficult to reach, as if hiding something.

It is invisible, but instinctively intimate.

"Give me that."

Tianchengfang was silent for a moment, and said hoarsely: "I can give you anything you want ..."

"Huh? Can you give me anything?"

The woman seemed to be moving, her eyebrows raised, and after a moment of contemplation, she smiled: "So, can you fight me endlessly?"

"..." Tianchengfang froze.

"You see, things like gambling should be born? Right? This thing should be used as a lottery."

The woman got up, took a few steps back, put the medicine representing rebirth at the end of the street, and then stood in front of Tianchengfang, blocking his way to rebirth.

"The losers die, and the winners live."

She smiled and asked softly, "It's fair ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ right?"

"……Yes, that's right……"

After a long silence, Tianchengfang nodded, "It can't be fairer."

He raised his hand, propped his body up, looked at the enemy in front of him, and after he was stupefied and dazed, only a piece of iron calmness remained.

No more need to say anything.

From the excitement of countless audiences outside the court, he raised his one-armed arm and put out a Tengu stance.

"——Yingzhou Pedigree, Tianchengfang in Gaoye Mountain."

The woman was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to reply, and soon she smiled.

"I am Luo Xian."

She reported her identity, "Account plus front desk in the orchard gym."

Bending down, taking off the high-heeled shoes, gently set aside, stepping barefoot on the broken road, leaving a line of light footprints from the hard stone and soil.

Towards an invincible and powerful enemy, a fourth-order sublimator who stands above him.

She raised her palm and smiled happily.

"Please come here."

At that moment, a loud noise burst out.

With the blood splattering, Tengu's broken wings suddenly startled, as if turned into a dark hurricane.

Then, bang!

Behind him, a raised fist print appeared, and immediately, blood flew out of his heart.

I couldn't see how Luo Xian did it. It was as if it was natural, raising his hand and punching it, and a shocking force erupted on his slender and white wrist.

Triple Thunderbolt.

——The sky collapses!

The air shattered for it, and there were fleeting faults, and the cracks in the glass spread to the surroundings.

But the broken air was cut into two pieces by Tengu.

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