Chapter 41 It smells so good.

Heat expands and cold contracts, a simple physical phenomenon that appears on the totem stone.

The stone keeps expanding and contracting under the action of heat and cold. If this continues, Diwu Xuan's body may not be able to withstand the struggle between the two and break into rubble.

And the direction of his efforts, using the grass-green light to separate the two, now seems to be an illusion of Arabian Nights.

An ant trying to shake an elephant, ridiculous and overestimating oneself.

"You big bastard, you're killing me."

Diwu Xuan roared, his soul was in pain like a knife, and his vision flashed with darkness.

He had a lot of experience in fainting and knew that this was a sign of fainting from pain.

"I will not faint even if I die. I will die with my eyes wide open forever. Don't even think about closing my eyes."

Diwu Xuan was also determined not to close his eyes no matter what. He would watch himself shatter and die like this, because he would not close his eyes.

The divine beast is coming, the big turtle is coming, and there is hope for him to escape.

The third generation witch and the second generation leader are all waiting for him. How can he live in peace without his own fire tribe?

Those idiots, who go out without a brain, still need to be protected by themselves.

There was no hope before, and everything was empty talk. He didn't think much about it. Now there is hope, but he died under the power of the sea blue. He doesn't accept it.

Yes, he doesn't accept it. He feels

particularly aggrieved and uncomfortable in his heart.

This feeling could even overwhelm the severe pain, so that he would not faint even if everything was dark in front of his eyes.

"Damn God, you let me come and I came, you let me go and I go? Impossible, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will curse you even if I die."

Diwu Xuan's hatred was like Xing Tian who had his head chopped off, and he wanted to use his nipples as eyes and his umbilicus as a mouth, and he would dance with the Gan Qi until his death and refuse to stop.

In life, we will choose to let go of many things, but some things really can't be let go.

If you can't let go, and you can't pick it up, you can only cultivate a lot of resentment, accumulate negative energy, always have a contemptuous heart, complain, and have no conscience.

Diwu Xuan has always despised this kind of people, because this kind of people can't pick it up, and they can't let it go. If they can't let it go, they won't chase after it.

"Even if I crash into the south wall and die, do you think I will turn around and smile at you?"

These were tough words he said in his previous life. At that time, he was drunk and boastful. In this life, he did it.

If I die, I will die with my eyes open. This is all he wants at the moment.

"Crunch...Crunch...Crack..."

The sound of the totem stone breaking stimulated his nerves. It was already pitch black in front of him, and only the sound confirmed his own destruction.

"Come on, come on, and see if I will give you a smile."

The fifth Xuan shouted in his heart. He would not succumb to fate. He was willing to swallow the broken teeth mixed with blood, and would not let fate laugh at him.

"Bang...Bang..."

The sound of the totem stone breaking came, and death was approaching. The figures of the small witch, the big leader, and the second generation witch suddenly appeared in the darkness.

"Are you here to pick me up?"

He didn't know if this was a vision before death, but it didn't matter anymore.

Diwu Xuan's soul began to sink into the darkness, and he could feel his body breaking and disintegrating.

The fiery red power and the sea blue power were still fighting to replenish, and the soul was still in unbearable pain, but none of this mattered anymore.

Nothing matters except death, and life has always been like this.

Just as he was preparing to welcome death and accept the shattering and disappearance of his body, a force suddenly came from outside.

This force was very strong, like the feeling of a 200-pound man pressing a young child's head to the ground with a palm as big as a palm leaf fan.

The collapsed and broken stones seemed to be forcibly pinched together by this force, and no matter how fierce the struggle between water and fire was, this force could not be shaken.

He couldn't see what was happening outside, but he could guess that the big turtle must have used some tricks.

Yes, the power that spurted out of the big turtle's nostrils finally arrived before the Fifth Xuan's body completely collapsed.

It covered the Fifth Xuan's body with overwhelming power, emitting a bright sea-blue light.

In theory, this power is integrated with the sea-blue power, and should help the sea-blue power suppress the fiery red power.

But the big turtle has good ability and controls the power meticulously. His power is intended to keep the Fifth Xuan's stone body from breaking, and he did not participate in the struggle inside the body.

With the intervention of the big turtle, the situation changed.

His power seemed to have become a high-pressure pot, pressing down everything in the pot tightly, not allowing the tragedy to happen.

However, he could not see the boiling water in the pot, nor could he control it.

Totems have always been mysterious, and the big turtle could not see everything.

The big turtle could ignore it, but the Fifth Xuan could not.

He was not a beef brisket that could not be cooked soft, nor a duck beak that could not be cooked rotten. He was struggling in the totem, but he was.

At first, he could still bear it and endure the ice and fire in his body.

After all, he was so tough before, cursing the sky, and not bowing to fate. He was so arrogant, but he couldn't accept it when he turned around and said "it smells so good".

So, in such torment, the Fifth Xuan behaved very tough.

"Fuck you, fuck you,   I

'll   ...

After cursing twice, Diwu Xuan was silent for a while. Stimulated by the pain, he couldn't help but speak again.

"I fuck you XX, XXXX..."

Classic Guo continued to curse, and the sound echoed in the broken totem stone.

The external force was like a high-pressure pot, and the ice and fire were like a big millstone, crushing Diwu Xuan's body bit by bit.

The pain was too fierce, and Diwu Xuan felt like he was being smashed into meat paste bit by bit with a small hammer.

He cursed and pretended, but in the end, Diwu Xuan was so painful that he had no strength to scream.

"It hurts... You big bastard, let go, let go, let me die, die."

At the end of the matter, Diwu Xuan finally knelt down.

This sentence is really delicious, and it is particularly moving.

The big turtle and him outside had no idea that Fifth Xuan had already been really attracted.

The little turtles were curious and crawled around Fifth Xuan, while the big turtle kept an eye on the broken totem stone. When the bright sea blue power was not enough, it would spray out another stream to wrap the totem stone.

Finally, when the big turtle sprayed power from its nose for the third time, Fifth Xuan fainted completely.

Although he fainted, the grinding wheel of ice and fire did not stop. They continued to fight, using Fifth Xuan's body as a battlefield, and the fight took place on every piece of complete or incomplete rubble.

Slowly, Diwu Xuan came to his senses. He was in severe pain. He only had time to glance outside and saw the little bastard looking at him with his penis raised high. Then his eyes went dark and he fainted again.

"What did I do? Why did God punish me like this?"

Before fainting, Diwu Xuan did not forget to say "It smells good" to make up for his boasting.

In the face of fate, no matter how awesome the oath is, it can only be defeated by two words: It smells good.