Wanderer of the whirling world

Xiao Chusheng turned his head helplessly, and when he saw Xin Ziqiu greeting him, a little smile appeared in his sunken eyes.

But before he could speak, the fat Super Saiyan stood up first, closed the folding fan in his hand with a "snap", and said solemnly:

"Brother, you are Xin Ziqiu? Well, if you can get a bargain from Xiao Du and the others, you are indeed qualified to be my brother. Get to know me, my name is Xiao Zizai."

As he spoke, he walked over, carelessly stretched out his right hand, and hung it in front of Xin Ziqiu.

Xin Ziqiu didn't shake hands with him, didn't even look him in the eye, but went straight to Xiao Chusheng, and asked with concern:

"Uncle Xiao, are you sick?"

Xiao Chusheng reluctantly nodded and sighed:

"Oh, the cancer is terminal. Pancreatic cancer, it was detected three months ago."

Xin Ziqiu heard the words and looked at Xiao Shangdong who was sitting next to Xiao Chusheng:
"Why didn't you tell me?"

Xiao Xiangdong smiled wryly:
"What's the use of telling you? You're not a doctor. And it's not like you don't know my father's character. Will I tell you about his illness?"

Xin Ziqiu nodded.

Indeed, Xiao Chusheng has a very good face, and being pitied by the younger generation is probably more uncomfortable than killing him with a single knife.

So he turned sideways and looked at the other man and woman. Seeing that the two had extraordinary demeanor, he asked:
"Are you from Lingxiao Palace?"

The bearded man said:
"That's right, I'm Du Er Xingjun under the throne of the Haotian God, and this is the Empress Jiutian Sunu. The two of us are here to meet you under the imperial decree of the Heavenly Emperor."

Xin Ziqiu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, but at the same time felt that the two people in front of him were as imposing as a mountain, and it was no small matter.

Although they seem to be unable to use extraordinary powers like themselves, they are obviously not ordinary people.

He immediately understood that the two reported their numbers, not their real names, and they should be high-level walkers with inheritance just like Xuan Ming.

However, Xin Ziqiu was not intimidated by the other party's identity, so what about the high-level walker?In the real world, everyone is a mortal, so what is there to be afraid of?

He nodded and said calmly:

"You are looking for me, and now I am here. Since the two of you have promised to save people, please keep your promise."

The woman with the high ponytail nodded and said to Xiao Chusheng:
"Being a mortal will inevitably lead to suffering and helplessness. Mr. Xiao, this star official will give you two choices. First, Heavenly Court will give you a batch of medicine. As long as you inject it on time every month, you will be free from pain, disease, and peace. Live freely for another half a year. But half a year later, the old illness broke out, and the gods couldn't help it.

"Secondly, Heavenly Court can give you a chance to enter the mysterious whirling world. You will start as a quasi-walker in the first-level world. We will not provide you with any help. If you can survive in that harsh environment If you come down and gain extraordinary power, you will naturally be able to cure your stubborn illness, and your future will be limitless, and you can even get a priesthood in my heavenly court.

"But this star official's ugly words are up front. The Whirling World is not a pure land. During it, you will experience countless risks. You will almost die in one life. Even if you die in it, it is your fate, and the Heavenly Court will not be responsible."

Xiao Chusheng has struggled half his life and is used to seeing big winds and waves. Before he came here tonight, he had already learned some secrets of the mother-in-law world from his son, and he had no doubts about the identities of the two people in front of him.

After listening to Jiutian Sunu's words, his pale face remained calm, he did not feel ecstatic after being saved, nor did he look back and forth to weigh up and down, he said calmly and simply:
"I'm willing to take a gamble and choose the second path."

"dad……"

Xiao Shangdong has personally experienced the dangers of the Whirling World several times, and knows that once he becomes a practitioner, he will be restrained for life, and will continue to accept life and death challenges. If he is not careful, he will die.

Therefore, although he understood that this was his father's only chance to survive, he couldn't help but sweat for him, and unconsciously put his right hand on his father's thin left hand.

Xiao Chusheng didn't take it seriously, he stretched out his right hand and patted the back of his son's hand, signaling him not to panic.

Xin Ziqiu stood aside, silent. With Uncle Xiao's personality, it was not surprising that he made such a choice.

The treatment of advanced pancreatic cancer is beyond the capabilities of modern medicine, and the only way is to use the extraordinary power of the Whirling World.

And if Xiao Chusheng wanted to survive, he had to pay a corresponding price, which was also reasonable.

There has never been a free lunch in the world, let alone the good luck of getting something for nothing. For Xiao Chusheng, who is already terminally ill, he is luckier than most people.

Jiutian Sunu seemed to have expected such a result a long time ago. After hearing Xiao Chusheng's decision, she took out a small pen-like syringe from her bosom, handed it over and said:
"The star official knows that you are the big boss, and you have a heavy burden on your shoulders. Thousands of people depend on you for food. So this potion can keep you safe for a month, so that you can deal with funeral affairs. After a month , The Whirling World will call you to enter, then life and death are fateful, don’t blame others.”

Xiao Chusheng took the syringe and hit himself without hesitation.

The moment the medicine entered his body, his body, which had been devastated by extensive chemotherapy, began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shriveled and shriveled skin appeared shiny, the thin, sallow hair began to turn black, and even the originally dull eyes regained their vitality.

Seeing Xiao Chusheng's changes, Xin Ziqiu didn't know whether to be happy or worried for him, but no matter what, he had fulfilled his duty to his friend, and as for what happened after entering the Whirling World, Xiao Chusheng had to deal with it himself.

He turned his gaze around and said to a man and a woman in Lingxiao Palace:
"Thank you both, what's the matter with me? Now I can say..."

But before the words fell, he only felt someone grab his shoulders:
"I said buddy..."

Xin Ziqiu's reaction was quick, he instinctively twitched his shoulders, stretched out his hand to grab the man's arm, and fell over his shoulder.

It was Xiao Zizai who was holding Xin Ziqiu's shoulders. He didn't expect that the other party would not be polite to him at all, and dared to strike in front of two high-level walkers.

Caught off guard, his fat body was thrown sideways by Xin Ziqiu.

But in mid-air, Xiao Zizai exerted force on his waist and eyes, and landed on the ground steadily. His eyes suddenly became full of hostility, and he threw the folding fan in his hand to the ground, cursing:
"Grandson, my buddy has given you enough face, do you really fucking think you are someone?"

Xin Ziqiu still ignored him, turned to Xiao Shangdong and asked:
"This is your cousin?"

Xiao Shangdong was in a good mood seeing his father recover temporarily, and smiled at Xin Ziqiu:
"That's right, but I don't know him well. My uncle left early, and this kid is left alone. He hangs out all year round and doesn't see anyone at all. My dad is sick and he hasn't come back.

"Also, today he brought the people from Lingxiao Temple to find you by name. If you don't like him, even if you beat him up, you can break an arm or a leg casually, just teach my uncle a lesson. him."

Xin Ziqiu smiled:

"I'm not that lazy."

As he spoke, he turned to the two walkers in Lingxiao Palace again, and was about to speak when he felt a strong wind blowing straight to his face.

Tai Chi, single whip!

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