Chapter 72 Thank you for helping me cut off the last bit of hesitation
Boom! Qingzhou, in a jungle that blocks out the sun.
The two figures were moving at an extremely fast speed, and with each step they stepped on the thick tree trunks, they rushed forward hundreds of feet.
"Haven't you gotten rid of it yet?"
The figure on the left is a young man with a determined face. He looks back from time to time, his brows constantly furrowed.
"Brother Meng, we can't go on like this!"
The figure on the right had a face covered with black spots, which looked a bit scary.
He quickly whispered, "I'll stop him, you go get the Fire Dao Divine Weapon!"
"No! Brother Yuan, you have just entered the realm of enlightenment, and that bald monk has already reached the state of spiritual wandering. If you stay, you will die!"
The young man quickly shook his head and said, "As a friend, how can I watch you die?"
Before he could finish, the ugly figure interrupted him:
"Stop talking nonsense! Meng Hedong, if you regard me as a friend, then listen to me and quickly go get the Fire Dao Divine Weapon!"
After taking a deep breath, the ugly figure smiled faintly:
"I, Yuan Bufu, was born without a father or a mother. I am just a lonely boat in the world. Even if I die, no one will care for me. But you are different. You still have a five-year appointment, and there are many people around you waiting for you to return!"
"Go ahead. If I die, just find a place to bury me. I came to this world alone and will leave alone, without any regrets or shackles!"
After saying that, Yuan Bufu, whose original name was Chen Chou'er, reached out and pushed Meng Hedong hard on the back, immediately pushing Meng Hedong forward.
He turned around without hesitation and rushed quickly behind him.
"Brother Yuan."
Meng Hedong looked at the figure who was going to die bravely and couldn't help but slowly clench his fists.
"I, Meng Hedong, swear here that if you, Brother Yuan, don't die this time, you will be my brother for life from now on!"
Taking a deep breath, Meng Hedong walked away quickly.
at the same time.
Chen Chou'er jumped down and stood on the lawn beside the cliff. He raised his head and looked quietly into the distance, as if waiting for something.
Swoosh! A beam of fire suddenly leaped towards him and finally stood in front of Chen Chou'er.
The flames gradually dissipated and turned into a bald old man wearing a blue Taoist robe.
"Oh? That little fellow surnamed Meng ran away, leaving you, an ugly kid, to stop me?"
The bald monk had a pair of drooping eyebrows and triangular eyes. He looked at Chen Chou'er with great interest.
"Stop talking nonsense. Brother Meng must take the Fire Dao Divine Weapon today."
Chen Chouer said indifferently.
"Haha, you are so righteous."
Lai Tou Tuo let out a low laugh from his throat, "Well, then I will refine you into a human-shaped medicine first, and then go get the Fire Dao Divine Weapon!"
He opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue from his rotten teeth, licked his cracked lips, and greed showed in his eyes.
Such a young body, if refined into a human-shaped elixir, would surely be of great benefit, right?
While thinking.
"Water Flow Sword Technique - Blue Moon Slash!!!"
A cold and fierce knife light suddenly bloomed in the sky.
Chen Chou'er, holding two swords, had transformed into a terrifying blade light and chopped down fiercely at the bald monk.
"It's just a trifle."
The bald monk grinned and snapped his fingers five times.
Suddenly, five fire snakes rushed out from the lecherous monk's fingertips.
Dangdangdangdang! Five muffled sounds rang out in succession.
The first three fire snakes broke through Chen Chou'er's cold sword light, and the fourth fire snake knocked the long sword in his hand away! The fifth fire snake had already hit Chen Chou'er's chest hard, smashing him down from the air like a broken sack.
"My child, go to this Taoist temple first. I will send your good friend to reunite with you later."
The bald monk chuckled, then quickly formed a seal with his hands, raised his head and laughed loudly:
"Fire Mage: Purgatory of Hell!"
Boom! In an instant, boundless flames rose from the ground, and in an instant, the ten-foot-wide area was turned into a raging sea of fire! In the center of the sea of fire, Chen Chou'er was instantly enveloped by countless flames.
"Refine!"
As the bald monk uttered a word, a raging flame suddenly burst out and instantly engulfed Chen Chou'er.
"ah!!!"
In the center of the sea of fire, Chen Chou'er, who had turned into a fire man, let out extremely shrill screams and wailed, rolling and twisting desperately on the ground.
The flames burned his skin inch by inch, scorching his bones.
His hair started to burn first. He subconsciously wanted to put out the flames on his head, but when he stretched out his hand, he tore off his entire scalp easily.
The blood evaporated instantly due to the high temperature before it could even flow out.
In this raging sea of fire, his skin melted away like a candle at a speed almost visible to the naked eye.
Even though Chen Chou'er had a strong mind, he couldn't help but wail and scream.
“Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much!!!”
"Kill me! Please, just kill me!!"
Looking at Chen Chou'er struggling in the sea of fire, twisting around in agony on the ground like a maggot, the bald monk's expression, which was red in the firelight, became more and more obsessed.
"My child, when I succeed in refining you, the pain will go away."
A smile appeared on the laitou's lips, and he kept making hand gestures with his hands to increase the firepower.
"ah!!!"
Extremely shrill screams, as if from hell on earth, kept ringing in his ears.
After about dozens of breaths.
The figure that had been twisting and struggling in the sea of fire gradually became motionless and just lay straight on the ground.
"Is it OK?"
The bald monk's eyes lit up, and he quickly put away the fire and walked towards Chen Chou'er.
I saw that Chen Chou'er's skin had been completely burned and melted, just like a half-burned white candle. Only a vague human shape could be seen, but the specific appearance could not be seen clearly.
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"Senior, I was wrong, please don't kill me."
A tearful and terrified cry for mercy suddenly came out of Chen Chou'er's throat.
"Not dead yet? How is that possible?"
The bald monk's face changed.
Suddenly.
puff!!
A huge hand with only a little bit of melted flesh hanging on the white bones grabbed the bald monk's neck.
Chen Chou'er stood up slowly. He was originally crying bitterly, but now a warm and faint smile appeared on his face with all his facial features melted.
"Senior, do you think I acted like that just now?"
Boom!!! A breath of divine wandering suddenly burst out from Chen Chou'er.
"You" The bald monk's face changed drastically, a chill rushed from his spine straight to the top of his head, and all the hairs on his body stood up.
Bang , bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang !!
The two men immediately began to fight.
After a moment.
The body of the bald monk lay on the ground with his eyes wide open, as if he had seen something horrible before he died.
Chen Chou'er leaned over and whispered in the bald monk's ear:
"Originally I didn't know whether I should practice this method or not."
"Thank you for helping me cut off the last bit of hesitation on the road of cultivation."
The words fell.
Chen Chou'er reached out and grabbed the bald monk's head, dragged his body, and walked step by step towards the cliff beside the jungle.
Under the cliff is a bottomless poisonous pool.
From time to time, you can see strange fish with densely packed sharp teeth jumping up and down from the poisonous pool.
puff.
Just like throwing away garbage, Chen Chouer threw the body of the bald monk into the poisonous pool.
Water splashed, and the strange fish rushed towards the body of the bald monk.
Click, click, click!
The sound of gnawing flesh and bones was heard.
Soon, the dark water surface turned calm, and only scarlet ripples could be seen.
Chen Chou'er stood on the cliff, looking towards the mountains in the distance.
The mountains are layered and stretch out to nowhere, with no end in sight.
A slightly chilly mountain breeze blew through the valley, across the mountains, and finally brushed against your face.
He couldn't help but stare blankly.
He was abandoned in his childhood, and when he grew up, some children of the same age in the family ridiculed his appearance and regarded him as an ominous monster. Then when his mother passed away, the servants rolled up his mother's body in a tattered mat and threw it into the wild mountains.
It rained heavily that day. He knelt on the ground and used his hands to dig a hole in the mud, shoveling soil at a time. He carefully buried his mother's body in it.
The past is like a tide, constantly surging back.
It seemed that his life was filled with only sorrow and no joy.
Suddenly.
A smile appeared on Chen Chou'er's face, whose facial features were all burned and melted.
"It's just a little bit of wind and frost." He murmured softly.
In the last words, I would like to pay tribute to an old devil in the past.
Then the editor came to inform me and I told him the situation.
Originally I just wanted to try hard to get recommended by Sanjiang, but now, it seems that I have tried too hard . Not only did Sanjiang get it, but it was also recommended by the whole site? But it's just a chance, and I'm not sure if it can be recommended.
So, um, continue to ask for 24 hours of follow-up reading, and ask for support from brothers, so that we can move forward! When it is on the shelves, the author will update it with a burst of thanks to the brothers! Thank you! O(∩_∩)O
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