Luck: Ordinary life player

Chapter 97 Between life and death, enlightenment!
In the end, I almost thought that I had heard wrong.

"What are you talking about, we finally got to this point, if you don't leave, are you going to wait here to die?"

She called a horned dragon, stepped forward, and wanted to pull up Qianye who was sitting on the chair,

Qianye didn't move.

This time, she refused Mo.

"Mo, why do we want to cultivate demons?" She looked at Mo with fixed eyes, with confusion in her sorrow.

It seems that others have been teaching her all along.

What to do, what to choose.

But she is too stupid.

She may never learn.

About good and evil, right and wrong, right and wrong.

Mo was startled for a moment, not knowing how to answer her.

"We cultivate demons...of course it is for the purpose of ascension." Mo was stunned for a while, then quickly recalled.

The water waves suddenly violently turbulent and tumbling, shaking the Deep Sea Dragon Palace slightly.

"Kill demons, prove the way of immortality, brothers, everyone, come with me!!!"

A vigorous roar reached Mo's ears. Hearing this majestic and powerful formation, Mo became more and more anxious.

"It's impossible to ascend to immortality. If you want to ascend, you can only rely on our magic way."

"Ye, I'm running out of time, come up quickly, I still have a space rune."

When Mo heard it, Qianye naturally heard it too.

She felt a little relieved for no reason.

She looked at Mo, pursed her lips lightly, and smiled at her rarely.

The night pearl of the Dragon Palace emits a faint green light, covering the faces of the two of them.

I don't know, Ye has always been very beautiful.

Just looking at her face is enough to make all the women in the world feel ashamed because of her.

Her smile was only fleeting and fleeting.

But it is so deep that I can never forget it.

Because of this momentary absence, she was somewhat shaken by the idea she had always insisted on.

Ever since they started practicing by devouring, she seemed to have never seen Ye's smile again.

It seems... not before.

But the days before were happy.

At least, at that time, the night should... be happy.

The noise outside the Dragon Palace is approaching.

The Qiulong under the last body shook its head, urging them to leave quickly.

Qianye was still sitting on the seat, just calmly looking at the door that might be about to be knocked open.

Just like when she used to get along with Mo.

She doesn't need to say much.

And finally can understand what she meant.

Mo sneered angrily: "Okay, this is your choice. If you die at their hands, or are captured and tortured alive by them, don't blame me for not saving you at the beginning!"

Qianye suppressed the complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Well, this is me. I chose it myself." She breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes relaxed, and she took a final look at Mo's face, as if she wanted to remember her in her heart forever.

She thought, maybe death is the best destination for her.

Seeing her expression that seemed ready to die generously at all times, anger rose sharply in her heart.

The gate of the Dragon Palace was finally knocked open by the swarming immortal cultivators.

How could the shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside be able to stop such mighty cultivators, those who dared to resist would have already been covered with corpses.

There are faint murmurs from the players.

"There is still a little monster here who is not dead, you come to chop the last knife and get more experience points."

If you want to say who the monsters are most afraid of, apart from the two big demons Mo and Ye, they are these immortal cultivators who call themselves players.

If they were there, they must have been plucked by wild geese, beheaded and killed, leaving no one behind.

Mo rode the horned dragon and grabbed Qianye's collar directly, pulling her to sit in front of him with all his might.

She quickly took a picture of a space talisman in the void, opening a space tunnel.

She held Qianye firmly, gritted her teeth and said to her.

"Ye, but I don't want you to die."

"You must live a good life for me, succeed in ascension, and show those stupid people in the world that magic cultivators can also be the right way."

Almost all of the immortal cultivator's attacks landed on Mo's back.

Occasionally, there were a few inaccurate ones, and they all fell on Qiu Long.

The horned dragon neighed, swept its tail, and quickly escaped into the space tunnel.

……

That space rune could only carry one person through safely.

Fortunately, they were physically strong, and the turbulent currents did not cause much damage to them.

This one does not include Mo.

She was already injured, and before passing through the space tunnel, she took almost 90.00% of the damage.

After that, it was cut again by the space turbulence encountered by the shuttle space, and it almost killed Mo.

Fortunately, Mo's vitality has always been tenacious.

Qianye took care of her, feeling angry and guilty.

"No, save me." She emphasized with a cold face.

At the end, he bent his eyes triumphantly, as arrogant and unruly as before.

"The last thing I want to do, no one can stop me, not even at night."

Qianye's tone became even colder.

"But you are going to die."

Mo was even happier after listening to it, and laughed until tears flowed: "Ye, how many times have you said this, I can hear cocoons in my ears."

"You always said that I was going to die, but when did I die?"

Qianye couldn't laugh.

There was sadness in her eyes.

They couldn't escape the siege of immortal cultivators at all.

She could already hear footsteps coming from all directions.

"Then, I hope that this time, it will be safe and sound."

Qiulong turned into a young girl, clutching her injured stomach, crying anxiously and sadly.

"Adults, there are immortal cultivators all around, strong as the Mahayana stage, and weak as the Golden Core stage."

"Why did they find us so quickly? What should we do."

Qianye's face was miserable.

A sense of despair filled her heart.

She looked back at the giant tree behind her.

Memories flooded in.

Once, it seemed to be here.

Mo destroyed her own meridians and said that she would discuss with her the method of repairing demons.

The unicorns stayed docilely aside, silently supporting their great dreams.

The sun was as warm and bright that day as it is today.

Light fell on their clasped hands.

Mo loosened his hand.

She struggled to put her hands on the ground, leaning against the giant tree, and struggled to sit up.

"Ye, it looks like we won't be able to escape this time." She also turned her head to look at the giant tree she was leaning against.

"Haha, this tree is so familiar, it's like going back to the past."

"It's just a pity that the unicorn is gone, otherwise I really thought we had gone back in time."

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Qianye looked at the teary-eyed Qiulong sister, and the memories of the past gradually faded away.

This is reality.

"If you can go, hurry up and go." She said to Qiu Long.

Qiu Long looked at the end of his eyes in fear.

Mo pretended to be angry and said: "Why do you look at me like that, I don't care about your inner alchemy, if you are told to run, run quickly, otherwise you will not be able to run later."

"The target of those cultivators is us, and it has nothing to do with you."

Seeing this, Qiu Long looked at them left and right, then bowed deeply without hesitation.

"Then I'm leaving. The adults are lucky and have their own talents, and they will definitely be able to get away."

The horned dragon shook its head, turned back into its main body, flew into the clouds without stopping for a moment, and disappeared into the sky.

And in the next second.

Teams of immortal cultivators appeared beside Qianye and Mo one after another.

Perhaps it was because they were exhausted that they didn't attack them immediately.

A cultivator who looked like a player dressed up stepped forward and swept over the two of them with a disgusting obscene look.

Mo frowned, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, hooked his fingers around the flying knife on Qianye's waist, and shot directly into his eyes.

The light of the knife splashed with blood, and the player was blinded on the spot.

This knife is like the fuse of the battle.

The player covered his bleeding eyes and cried out in pain.

"I wanted to make it easier for you to die. Since you are so ignorant, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless!"

"I'm afraid you don't know it. The system has already encircled you and issued a mission for the entire server. No matter where you hide, we can find you."

"You guys are sure to die!"

Countless attacks of swords, lights and swords came one after another.

This is not a fair fight at all, but a one-sided fight.

The monks who called themselves players spoke terms they didn't understand.

"Damn, it's worthy of being a body-refining heresy, this blood skin is too thick."

"My cultivation base is too weak, my attack falls on them, and basically they don't lose blood!"

"Didn't there be a guide about how to beat the end before, but there is too little information on the night, and it is a bit mysterious. I don't know if she has some unknown means."

"Hey, these two demons are quite beautiful. I still want to try to attack them. The task of the system...is too ruthless."

This time, Ye Timo resisted almost all the attacks.

She probably couldn't understand what the players were discussing.

But suddenly she understood again.

It was as if she had once been one of them, too.

She weakly supported the ground with the knife, but she thought with relief in her heart.

Although this is completely unfair unilateral abuse.

But it's been a long time since she...has fought so happily.

"Damn it, my attack can't hit Mo's body at all, isn't this too well protected?"

"Suddenly I can't do anything..."

"Wake up, think about the rewards after killing these two super bosses, who can give them the last blow and get rich right away!"

Looking at Qianye's dying vitality, although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, the anger in his eyes became more and more intense.

Her meridians have long since recovered.

During the time when Ye protected her from harm, she reactivated the cultivation method she had learned.

But this time, what she absorbed was not aura, but another kind of aura that was similar to aura, but contained diametrically opposite energy.

She calls it magic.

Her realm improved very quickly, perhaps because she burned the chaotic primordial spirit in her body.

Her cultivation is too complicated, and there is almost no possibility of ascension.

But there is still hope for the night.

Ye couldn't die because of her.

It was she who dragged Ye into the magic path.

It's her who owes the night.

A dark light suddenly burst out from Mo's body, and with her as the starting point, a huge ball of light was formed.

Flattened all sword lights and blood shadows, and isolated all attacks.

Her seven orifices continuously flowed dark brown blood.

She thought, she must look very ugly now.

She looked at Qianye, regardless of the embarrassment that she would drop a string of blood beads as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Ye, as I said, I don't want you to die."

"Don't talk, I know what you're going to say."

"But I don't want to do anything, no one can stop me."

"Ye, you seem to be struggling all the time, what is right and what is wrong?"

"I never understood, why do you care so much about right and wrong? Why do you care so much...my opinion?"

"If you want to hate me, hate me, if you want to quarrel with me, quarrel. Why do you always give in?"

"But maybe it's because of your personality that you can play around with me for so long."

"Hey, this time, I seem to have really understood how to repair demons."

"But, there is no magic energy in this world at all. All the magic energy I have now comes from myself."

It came from her unbearable primordial spirit that was distorted and strange due to indiscriminate devouring.

"Those players said that what they did was a task issued by something called the system? Heh, this system is taking us for fun!"

Qianye held her hand tightly.

The end was right in front of her eyes, but she felt that she was about to disappear.

Mo looked at her and grinned.

"Wipe the blood from the corner of my mouth for me, Ye, you'd better wipe it all over my face."

"In my whole life, I have known you and had a friend like you to accompany me to deviate from the orthodoxy. It's really not in vain."

"However, Ye, this time... maybe I'm really going to die."

"Even if the unicorn comes again this time, it won't be able to save us. When we are about to die, I still miss him a little bit, and a little... I'm sorry for him."

Qianye fed her his own blood.

"You, won't die, swallow my blood."

Mo scolded: "Who wants to drink your blood, I'm not so disrespectful!"

"If you do this again, I will blow myself up."

Qianye didn't know that she had already burned her primordial spirit.

Whatever you say at the end, no matter how outrageous it is, you will basically do it.

She retreated, not daring to feed her any more blood.

The players attack again.

The overwhelming magical light can kill them even if they are smashed.

The end made a disdainful cut.

"So many people attacked our two seriously injured people, and they couldn't beat them. It's really shameful."

A thick black mist suddenly emitted from her body.

Floating towards all the monks who were attacking them.

Where the black mist passed, everything turned into bones.

Qianye didn't have the time to wonder why Mo's strength suddenly increased so frighteningly.

She held her increasingly cold wrist, and looked at her almost bloodless cheek.

Her vitality is like a flickering candle, which seems to be going out soon.

A mist suddenly appeared in Qianye's eyes.

She hated herself for being useless.

She can't save anyone, and she can't persuade anyone.

She is always accepting other people's arrangements.

Mo closed her eyes, her cold fingertips came into contact with unexpected hotness.

She vaguely thought, Ye, are you crying for me?
How can she cry?
To be like her, only I am the only one, can be at ease.

She wanted to tell Ye, but she didn't have the strength anymore.

Her primordial spirit disappeared without a sound.

She fell gently, slaughtered nearly a thousand immortal cultivators, and protected Ye's safety.

Ignite the primordial spirit in exchange for strength, instead of self-detonating the primordial spirit, both losers.

This is the gentleness that belongs to the No.1 magic cultivator in the world.

Qianye witnessed Mo's passing.

The surrounding attacks calmed down, and all the chaotic shouts disappeared.

Mo's body decayed at an extremely fast speed, revealing his bones.

Qianye held the cold blade in his hand, aiming at himself.

She thought she would just let it go.

But this is the life that Mo Burning Yuanshen bought for her.

How could she die.

"I envy you, it's only my way." She whispered to herself.

"But I can't learn from you, I want to perfect you."

She wanted her to live, and she lived.

A mysterious pattern suddenly appeared in her eyes.

In life and death, there is always a big epiphany.

The cultivators will come again.

Players are unkillable.

They have more than one life.

She sealed up Mo's body, and the tears in her eyes dried up.

Her gaze gradually turned cold, and her expression became completely cold like a snow mountain as high as ten thousand ren.

After that, she will never let anyone go.

……

The white horse is over.

The players gather again.

Qianye calmly waited for their arrival.

Her expression was so calm that the players were afraid to act rashly.

Soon, they could no longer move.

The sky seemed to have turned into eternal night.

The girl just glanced at them casually.

Wherever he went, only corpses remained.

In her hand she holds a huge scythe.

Even if someone is lucky enough to survive under her gaze, they will be harvested by this ruthless scythe.

During the three days of the battle, there was not a single moment of light in the sky.

Qianye's memory became more and more blurred.

She doesn't know how many people she killed.

She seems to be tired.

**
Qianye was awakened by a burst of pain.

Maybe the anesthetic has worn off.

While opening and closing her eyes, she saw the doctor who was still performing the operation.

A long white bone lay on his white glove.

Memories came to mind, it turned out that it was the main bone that she hardened with star power under the guidance of her "teacher".

The doctor is about to soak this piece of her bone in a special medicinal liquid.

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