Chapter 318: Xiu Lian, Brother, Wishes, and the Fantasy World of Sword Immortal Mu Yawen.
Just like everyone else's fantasy world, the girl stepped forward to block the fatal sword for Mu Yawen.
Blood slowly flowed down the corner of Sudi's mouth.
"Master...don't cry."
The girl tried hard to force a smile, but as soon as the word "Master" came out, Mu Yawen's tears burst out like a dam breaking.
He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't utter a word for a long time, and only some hoarse roars came out of his throat.
Mu Yawen reached out to the bloody sword with trembling hands, letting the sharp edge cut his palm, trying to stop the wound on Su Dier's chest.
Su Dier knew that her luck was over. With tears in her eyes, she raised her fingers little by little and smeared her blood on Mu Yawen's lips.
"If I practiced hard and became as strong as my master, would I not have died?"
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Zhou Yue's fantasy world.
“Su, Su…”
Zhou Yue fumbled in his backpack in a panic.
Healing medicine, spirit-tonifying pills, calming powder...
He frantically tried to stuff the pills into Sudi's mouth to save the girl's life, but all he got was ineffective feedback.
She is going to die.
When these four big words appeared in Zhou Yue's mind, he had forgotten that this was an illusion and just let out a roar of near despair.
"Look... I knew you were an unlucky guy."
Sudier still looks beautiful when she smiles.
"Yes, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
This was the first time Zhou Yue felt so confused. This was the first time he really felt that he was a born disaster.
"It's me who ruined your luck. It's me..."
As he was speaking, a slender girl's finger blocked the tip of his lips.
"That's not the case."
Sudier shook her head, and her breath became weaker.
"Meeting you is the luckiest thing in Dier's life..."
Zhou Yue's heart trembled, and he raised his head suddenly, just in time to see the girl's watery eyes.
A salty taste came from the tip of the tongue.
The girl's voice became smaller and smaller.
"All of Dier's luck is given to you..."
"You won't lose to him..."
"elder brother……"
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Zhou Qiaoling's fantasy world.
"Don't die, don't... die..."
Zhou Qiaoling was at a loss, almost collapsed as she looked at the wound on Su Dier's chest.
This kind of injury directly hits the heart. If Sudier was not an initiated monk, he would definitely die instantly.
"Boss..."
Sudier covered the wound with difficulty, trying to slow down the loss of vitality.
"I, I'm here... I'm here!"
Zhou Qiaoling quickly grabbed her hand and hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
"I will never let you die, I won't!"
Sudier said nothing and lowered her head with difficulty.
"There's a treasure bag in the inside pocket of my clothes..."
Hearing this, Zhou Qiaoling hurriedly and carefully took out a small blood-stained brocade bag for her.
When the brocade bag was opened, inside were silver and copper coins stained with blood.
"You said before that as long as I have money, you will grant me a wish...right?"
“Yes, yes…”
Zhou Qiaoling nodded desperately.
My thoughts seemed to go back to the night when the assassination mission was carried out in the restaurant.
At that time, Sudier asked her why she couldn't hire him to avenge her even though she paid him.
In order to cover up her lie, Zhou Qiaoling said that she only wanted the money she got from robbing the rich to help the poor. Obviously, the contents of the brocade bag were all the wish money that Su Dier had saved by living frugally in her daily life.
"Is this... enough?"
"Enough, enough... more than enough."
As she spoke, Zhou Qiaoling's tears welled up again. She hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, over and over again, but they just wouldn't go away.
"I will avenge you. I will kill him, them all...!"
Zhou Qiaoling glared at the arrogant Stan behind Su Ti'er and said with gritted teeth.
"That's not the case. My wish is... ahem!"
Sudier smiled and shook her head, spitting out a mouthful of blood in a hurry, and her breath was almost cut off.
She waved to Zhou Qiaoling, and Zhou Qiaoling hurried over.
The girl used up her last bit of strength and whispered softly in Zhou Qiaoling's ear:
"Leon..."
"You must live well."
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Li Moran's fantasy world.
For Li Moran, who was born with the Ice Phoenix Sword Body and is indifferent to emotions, there are only a few things that can make her emotionally unstable.
But it was just an illusion, but it was achieved for the first time in history.
At this moment, Li Moran only felt that everything in his vision was a little hazy.
Her [Killer Concentration] has been practiced to the extreme. At this time, Sudi's life countdown is even displayed directly in front of him.
A great despair and sadness spread in her heart.
“Master…”
Sudi called softly.
Li Moran finally came back to his senses, stretched out a hand and gently stroked Su Dier's forehead.
"I am here."
"Have you... seen a sword immortal?"
Li Moran was slightly stunned.
She loves to wield a sword, even in illusions.
Under her influence, Sudier also has a special liking for "sword".
"Yes."
Li Moran nodded.
Even though she had thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to say to the poor girl in front of her, she was usually taciturn and didn't know what to say for a moment.
I can only let the sadness surge in my heart.
"I heard the storyteller say..."
"A powerful swordsman can open the gate of heaven with one sword... Is this true?"
Su Dier's eyes were wandering, but they were always hovering around Li Moran.
"real."
Li Moran nodded silently.
"I've also seen sword immortals... and they're even more powerful than the sword immortals who opened the Heavenly Gate..."
Sudier suddenly smiled, her eyes curved into a small crescent, as if she was thinking of something happy and joyful.
Li Moran smoothed down a stray strand of hair on her forehead, his eyes showing a rare tenderness: "When?"
"That day, when you opened the door and let me in..."
After saying that, the girl's arms dropped weakly.
A tear flowed down Li Moran's cheek.
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The moment Sudile died, the plot was pushed to its final stage.
A line of text appeared in front of all the players:
[Has absorbed the available righteous blood. Do you want to use the skill "Blood Curse"?]
No player hesitates.
At the same time, countless roars resounded in the illusion.
"use!!"
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