Apocalyptic Forecast

"Mother, am I going to die?"

Huai Shi opened his eyes from the pain and gasped violently.

Feeling indescribable thirst and pain, the sacred mark seemed to be shattered, the source was scarce, and the eyes were dark, and then a translucent shadow floated from the side.

Like a shadow formed by the ashes, a pair of dimly-lit eyes looked at him quietly, with no expression on his face, which almost made Huai Shi jump from the ground.

If he can still jump.

Soon, the gray shadow dissipated, forming a stiff face in red gloves, which made Huai Shi breathe for a long time and choked violently.

"How did you become that ghost?"

"What does it look like?"

Red Gloves looked at him puzzled: "I haven't changed anything."

"Fart, you obviously ..."

The words of Huai Shi did not finish, the red gloves in front of him changed again. This time, he finally found out that not only the red gloves but also himself changed.

After that inexplicable bronze mirror was integrated into the soul, his eyes seemed to have changed. When he focused on his mind, he could easily see the appearance of things.

Reflect the essence.

It's just that he finally recovered a bit of the source quality. After two eyes, he was drained by these two eyes again.

With a quick glance, he saw his cracked bones, and countless small things that walked like bugs, like parasites, stored in his blood.

He lowered his head and saw the half-length he couldn't bear to watch.

The left leg was shot to the edge by the rotten big hand, and then broke into several sections, and the body was countless wounds, almost killed on the spot.

The most serious is the place where the maggots bite. The gray toxins are wrapped around the wounds, and even their own resistance can not be resolved.

Through translucent flesh, he could see dense parasites germinating in the wound ...

And the sacred mark of his bleak operation.

It looks like it is dying.

If it was n’t for Red Gloves who sensed that he was in danger, he rushed in time to replace the injured white horse and did emergency treatment. I ’m afraid he would retire in shock ...

"Suck."

Red gloves opened the basket beside him, grabbed a leaf and stuffed it into Huai Shi's hands.

It ’s not like Huai Shi was hit hard by being photographed by the Japanese Witch Embryo. He almost gave it away. The red gloves seemed to be quite fruitful. The back basket was full of stuff. There were all kinds of plants that Huai Shi did n’t know. It is also full of vitality, which surprised him.

Among them, there are more than forty kinds of precious abyss plants that are rich in vitality. Others are all types that have not been seen by Huai Shi. They are all the branches and leaves that have been knocked down. After exhausting all of his breath, he waited for half of the basket before finally getting a breath.

Beside, the red glove had a boiling sound in the crucible where he did not know where to find it.

"What is that?" Huaixi asked.

"Tianzhu's butterfly fragrance. I found some tobacco leaves and spices there. I tried to make some."

The red glove said that the movement in his hand kept pouring the viscous colloid in the small crucible into the rudimentary sieve. In the end, it remained in the sieve and quickly formed a gray powder.

The powder was mixed into the roasted and chopped tobacco leaves. After mixing well, the juice squeezed from the border plants was poured, mixed, and roughly kneaded into a pointed cone shape by hand.

One incense is ready.

This is the category of spice application in botany in alchemy, which is not within the scope of metallurgy specialized in Huai Shi. But he can also see that the tools are too rough and the technique is not very clever. After a lot of materials are wasted, the drug effect may not be too good.

But it is enough.

The metal repairs the flesh, and the incense heals the soul.

The silver blood potion can heal wounds, and the incense produced in this alchemy is mostly used to restore the source-unfortunately, unless a small amount of millennium incense, most incense can not produce source out of thin air, only through stimulation The soul forcibly produces the source.

It's like using epinephrine to get rid of sleepiness.

But the crisis of the situation can only make up for a moment.

The pale alchemy fire emerged from the fingertips of Huai Shi and fell on the top of the tower incense. In an instant, the white fire burned wildly. After engulfing the entire tower incense, they were completely burned into no longer usable. Dust.

The place replaced was a scent of sky blue smoke that had submerged into the tip of Huai Shi's nose, his complexion visible to the naked eye, and a large number of sources emerged from the empty soul, dispelling the drowsy sleepiness.

After a rough estimate, my blue bar was filled up by more than half, and then the upper limit was deducted a little.

However, the source quality of Huai poems is more than three times the original level of the same level. It is not a matter of urgency to do things less. In fact, it is not a big deal to be less.

After finally crawling back from the edge of sudden death, Huai Shi took a breath and wiped off the sweat on his forehead.

"The parasite must be removed."

This is the real trouble.

After thinking for a while, he pulled out the sacrificial knife and the sword of virtue, and gave it to the red gloves: "I'll command, you'll be the main knife ... The hammer is sewn, the hammer is done, is there a problem?"

Red gloves took the sword and sword in silence, waiting for his command.

Sometimes, Huai Shi suspects that the red gloves are still alive. After being given memory, the changes of the Legion's ghost are almost different, and they are as smart as the dead reborn.

But when a person dies, he is dead, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

In front of him was nothing more than a sacred mark bearing the record of the deceased, at best, like a movable tombstone.

This is just the result of the fusion of the most basic record fragments and the sacred mark. If the kingdom of heaven was still there in the past, combined with the high-level sacred mark ... I am afraid that it is really the same as the resurrection of the dead?

Because of this, he was able to realize more and more that the reason for the fall of heaven was not without reason.

Who wants to become a puppet of other people after death?

This is more contradictory than the Necromancer playing with corpses.

The sins created by the group of neuropathy creators in the ideal country may be more than this one. The future divisions and collective solidification may have been buried long ago.

Thinking of this, Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh, and heard the thunder sounds after the cloudy sky.

Fairies fight.

But no matter who wins or loses the Dongxia Pedigree and the Yingzhou Pedigree, this has nothing to do with such a small transparency like myself ... Although it is said, most of the Yingzhou Pedigree is going to bleed?

Regardless of the size of the pedigree, just look at the degree of internal solidarity to know the result.

Until now he still does not understand, to what extent does the Yingzhou pedigree waste, will it be so powerful?

Even if the public and the martial arts struggle for thousands of years, how can there be a tradition of fighting back and fighting in the nest? Under such strong external pressure, can it be impossible to transfer contradictions to the outside world? Now even the fifth-order sacred marks can be picked by the Dongxia lineage ...

Just kidding, that's a fifth-order sacred mark!

It is different from the low-level sacred marks that can be created in batches by alchemy and can be bought with money. It is above the fourth-order sacred marks and truly mired the miracle of this world!

The nuclear weapons that can walk need to be notified when they are in or out of the situation, but just getting close to the national border will trigger the humanoid destruction planter that the astronomy will pay attention to.

The demigod on earth!

How many ranks does Yingzhou have? One? Two?

Even if it is all stupid, there is no need to be stupid to this degree?

What are you thinking about?

But what does this have to do with the 25th Aberdeen in my astronomical meeting?

In the midst of his mind, Xin Mayou, Huai Shi had pointed out a few parasites that had begun to nibble on his own sacred marks with the perspective of the hand that had just arrived.

The red glove pulled the sword and cut it down. The sword of virtue stabbed a wound precisely, and then a torn blade was picked, and a worm was pulled out.

The parasites, which look like earthworms, sizzled once they were pulled out, but immediately the sacrificial knife was cut off, the blood gas sucked, and it collapsed into gray.

Even if it can't be pulled out of the bone ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After the sword blade picks up the wound, the sacrificial knife is directly stabbed in, and the blood of Huai Shi is pumped together, and the bugs are directly drained.

The moment he lost his life, he was digested by the sacred mark of the mountain ghost.

After getting the help of the operation, the sacred mark of the difficult operation became smooth immediately, and the inexhaustible source material was immediately separated from the body to strangle the foreign body. After continuous transformation, the source material was given to the parasite The trait directly reverses the parasite, and in the end Huai Shi can't tell who is more ruthless and worse.

The red gloves moved fast, and within a few minutes, the old wounds were gone, and the numbness gradually faded away, replaced by bursts of pain.

This is a trivial matter.

Bone first, then wipe the silver blood potion, close the wound, and finally open the mountain ghost to hug a tree and **** it.

The empty blood strips recovered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

As for the toxins entangled in the body, Huai Shi thought for a moment, simply pulled out a gun of pity, and stabbed twice at the place where the toxins infested. After the decay poison of Qingguanlong has degraded most of the toxins and forcibly expired, the rest is within the scope of Huaishi's treatment.

As for the poison of the green crown dragon, he has the antidote of the crow, but it does not hinder.

After playing with poison again, Huai Shi basically recovered from his weak state.

Shan Gui is good at this point. It's terrible, basically as long as it doesn't die on the spot, it can always be pulled back.

After recovering a little bit, Huai Shi's dying heart began to move again and again. After hesitating for a while, he thought about it and said to the red gloves: "You stabbed me."

Without saying anything, Red Gloves lifted the sacrificial knife and poked at the heart of Huai Shi.

The speed of action and the offensive are simply outrageous.

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