Imperial Heavenly Demon Monarch

At this time, Liu Hao doesn't know what it feels like.

Being caught here for two days by the Spotted Monster Wolf spider, heaven knows what he has experienced.

Looking at countless people's bodies bursting and dying, they broke into several sections, but there was no blood flowing out, and their bodies were filled with tubular holes. He had even simulated his own death scenes in his mind countless times.

But how did he think that before he died, he saw Zhao Sheng's feat in order to save Xiao Lianer and the dying him, and put himself in a state of dying!

Silently took the black soul knife in Zhao Sheng's hand, cut open the skin of his arm, and put the wound on Zhao Sheng's lips.

"Brother Sheng, drink, you can't die, you can't die, you absolutely can't die."

"Liu Hao! Are you going to die?!" Xiao Lianer looked at When Liu Hao moved, he couldn't help being shocked for a moment.

"My destiny is set, death is a matter of time, but the birth of brother is different! But he can do that, why can't I!" Liu Hao said with a serious face.

"Cough..." A cough suddenly came out of Zhao Sheng's mouth.

"Ah, have a big brother! How are you." Xiao Lianer was a little flustered. There were hundreds of spotted Monster Wolf spiders waiting on the scene before, and they all disappeared in a moment, which made Xiao Lianer How can I not panic.

"Thank you, brother." Zhao Sheng did not answer Xiao Lianer's words, but first said to Liu Hao, who was wrapping his arm wound with clothes strips on the side.

As for his own situation, Zhao Sheng naturally understands the wound on his wrist, which seems vicious and dangerous, but in fact it is not a major event.

It was just that Zhao Sheng didn't expect. After a lot of blood loss, what bothered Zhao Sheng most was not the loss of blood and dizziness, but the feeling of extreme thirst.

Fortunately, Liu Hao was hitting straight, temporarily alleviating Zhao Sheng's thirst crisis.

"Brother Sheng, what happened just now, why are those demonic beasts disappeared."

For those spotted Monster Wolf spiders that left deep memories in his memory, Liu Hao's body trembled a little.

During the crisis, he can face it calmly. After all, it's death anyway, it's just a matter of time.

But when the crisis passed and death would still come soon after, Liu Hao began to panic.

"Because..." Zhao Sheng spent about one thousandth of a second thinking about whether or not to tell the two about Monster Refining Pot.

But in the end, he decided not to tell them about Divine Item.

an innocent man treasuring a jade ring becomes a criminal, why was Zhao Sheng in the previous life killed? Is it really like contacting Demon Race as those so-called righteous people say? Massacre of civilians?

The nonsense, it's all because of the Sovereign Profound Heavenly Art he owns.

But since you have decided to conceal, what kind of reason should you use? After all, the formidable power of Monster Refining Pot just now has been shown.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind.

"This is the magic weapon of my Adoptive Father...didn't expect..." Zhao Sheng's expression was painful, as if this Monster Refining Pot really belonged to Zhao Qing before. That is to say, there are no Oscars in this continent, otherwise, Zhao Sheng would absolutely monopolize this award.

But if you ignore the acting skills, just talk about the reasons, there are enough reasons to be convincing.

What? Do you believe it? Then you go ask Zhao Qing.

"Uncle Zhao's magic weapon? That said, uncle really..." Xiao Lianer right hand covered his small mouth, his face full of surprise.

"It turned out to be like this. Brother, don't be sad. Uncle will definitely be very happy if he can see the way you are now." Liu Hao held his extremely painful abdomen with his left hand, right hand comforting. patted Zhao Sheng's shoulder.

"I'm fine..." Zhao Sheng said "pretending to be strong", with a clear "sadness" on his face.

Maybe it was because I thought I would be seen through again sooner or later, or because I felt that Liu Hao's situation was not optimistic, Zhao Sheng stopped his acting skills and cared about Liu Hao's injury.

"Sunday, your body."

"I..." Liu Hao looked at Zhao Sheng, showing an extremely bitter smile.

"I was caught here for two days, and their ending should be my ending. Alas. Brother, I am not willing to, I’m only 19 years old, I haven’t caught up yet. Xiaowen, I haven’t joined Immortal Sect yet, I haven’t...I still have that many things I want to do but haven’t done. And the most important thing...I think I can still save it...I’m really I don't want to die, but..."

Liu Hao slowly sat down on a clearing outside Ren Ou Keng, his face full of loneliness.

The atmosphere froze like this. The three of them, like withered trees, sat not far from the lotus root pit.

I don't know when, a "Ren Ou" in Ren Ou Peng began to put a smile on his face.

"Thanks...Thank you." After speaking, he closed his eyes and passed away.

The reason why he said thank you, maybe because he didn't watch his body break into several sections in such pain, right?

It's a pity that soon, the demon spiders in his body became agitated again, and the underside of his skin also began to agitate.

Time is passing fast. The three seem to have their own thoughts.

In the end, it was Zhao Sheng who broke the silence and asked directly: "Sunday, do you believe me?"

Do you believe it? It seems that Liu Hao, who is already waiting to die, looked at Zhao Sheng with a face full of puzzlement.

"Brother Sheng, it's this time, what can you lie to me? What can I not believe." Liu Hao still smiled.

This smiling appearance was originally because he wanted to relieve Zhao Sheng and Xiao Lianer, who were a little heavy. But Nachengxiang, his lonely smile makes his nose sour.

"I have a way. It is dangerous. I am not sure, but if it succeeds, it will at least allow you to live for a while, but I don’t know if you dare to try it." At this moment , Zhao Sheng, who has become a middle-aged man, has an extremely solemn expression.

"Are you really a brother...how did you...become like this, last week..." Liu Hao's pain in his whole body was obviously intensified, making his words It started to become a little intermittent.

But even though Liu Hao's body has become weaker, when he talked about last week, Zhao Sheng still directly covered Liu Hao's mouth with his hands.

"I'm not me, who else can I be?" Zhao Sheng covered Liu Hao's mouth with his left hand, and his right hand tore off the disguise on his face.

"Um." Liu Hao shook his face, and got rid of the control of Zhao Sheng's big hands: "I didn't mean that, I just, uh, yes." Liu Hao was a bit poor in a moment, knowing that he wanted to I have to say something, but I just can’t say: "I believe you anyway."

Trust you, very simple three words. What Zhao Sheng wants is these three words.