Doomsday cultivation system

() "Mom!" Cheng Yaning yelled heart-piercingly, her mind went blank, and she ran towards Zhang Huizhen frantically.

He returned home from school with all his hardships. Who would have thought that before he stopped to say a word, his mother would leave him.

Zhang Huizhen turned her head to look at Cheng Yaning, her gentle gaze wanted to imprint her son deeply in her mind, she shouted with all her strength, "Ningning, go away! Leave..."

Before Zhang Huizhen could finish her sentence, the mutated white cat's sharp claws plunged into her chest, splashing bloody red liquid.

Zhang Huizhen's raised wrist towards Cheng Yaning slowly fell to the ground.

"die!"

Cheng Yaning gritted out a word between his teeth, and frantically used the remaining force in his body to prop up his arm and raised the wall-breaking axe, slashing fiercely at the mutated white cat's head.

A gust of wind from the ax blade buzzed.

This ax far exceeded Cheng Yaning's usual strength. All the force in his body was transmitted to the Wall-breaking Ax through the palm of his hand. Even Cheng Yaning himself didn't know that there was a faint black light on the silver-white ax blade.

In the crimson pupils of the mutated white cat, the ax blade was getting closer and closer. It could feel the great power of Cheng Yaning's blow, but it was too late to jump away.

The ax that broke the wall came in a blink of an eye, and the mutated white cat just raised its claws, and was chopped down to the ground.

The wall-breaking ax continued to fall, and when the ax blade slashed into the flesh of the mutated white cat's ear, it could no longer penetrate an inch.

With a "bang", the blade of the ax collided violently with the head of the mutated white cat, causing Cheng Yaning's arm to ache, and the breaking ax was also bounced aside.

Now, with the remaining strength in his body, he couldn't lift the heavy wall-breaking ax at all.

At the same time, the mutated white cat was not feeling well either. There was a big gap cut in the bones of its head. Its ears were ringing continuously, and its consciousness became slightly blurred.

You must know that this mutated white cat the size of a white tiger is a top-grade soldier, while Cheng Yaning is only a first-level warrior, and the difference between the two is more than one level.

In normal times, a mutant white cat of the top rank of the soldier can at least deal with nine first-level warriors at the same time.

If Cheng Yaning hadn't taken advantage of the mutated white cat's unpreparedness and accidentally injected the force in his body into the wall-breaking axe, he might not even be able to cut off the mutated white cat's claws.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

Cheng Yaning was extremely clear-headed. The blow just now didn't kill the mutated white cat. If he didn't do anything else, neither he nor his mother would leave here alive.

He knelt halfway, and inserted the index and middle fingers of his left hand fiercely into the mutated white cat's eyes.

The eyes are the most vulnerable part of the mutated white cat. Without much effort, Cheng Yaning popped its two eyeballs.

"Meow..."

The mutated white cat howled in pain, and immediately regained consciousness. It raised its head and took a bite on Cheng Yaning's arm, tearing off a piece of flesh and blood.

"Ah...hh..."

Cheng Yaning felt that his left hand had lost all feeling, and wanted to stand up and attack the mutated white cat, but his body was empty, not to mention force, even the strength of an ordinary person.

He lowered his head and took a deep look at his mother, thinking in his heart that if he could die with his mother, there would be no regrets in the last days.

"Ningzi!"

At this time, a familiar shout came from the door.

It's Brother Yu!It was he who came to rescue me!

Cheng Yaning's slowly dimming eyes brightened again.

"Beast, die!"

Li Xinyu leaped across the crooked anti-theft door with a stride, and the half-moon curved ax drew a pale red trace in the air.

puff!

The half-moon curved ax cut into the mutated white cat's neck effortlessly.

Gululu!

The mutated white cat's head rolled to the floor beside it.

When Cheng Yaning knew that Li Xinyu had come to rescue him, his desire to survive was revived again.

He didn't pay attention to the battle where Li Xinyu slaughtered the mutated white cat, but with a trembling right hand, he took out a black pill from his pocket, it was a recovery pill!

Regardless of his own injuries, Cheng Yaning carefully opened his mother's mouth and stuffed the pills in.

Zhang Huizhen's gradually cooling body warmed up again, and the wound on her chest stopped bleeding, but she never opened her eyes as Cheng Yaning hoped.

"Mom! Wake up and open your eyes and look at me, I'm Ningning!"

Hot tears flowed from Cheng Yaning's eyes and fell on Zhang Huizhen's arm drop by drop.

He screamed in pain, wishing his mother could open his eyes and smile at him again.

This situation made Li Xinyu a little uncomfortable.

He silently took out a cigarette from the brass ring of Naxu and lit it, took two puffs, and felt a little better in his heart.

The living room was in a mess, with the corpse of the mutated white cat lying crookedly in front of his feet, and the scars on Cheng Yaning's body, silently recounting the tragic battle here just now.

Li Xinyu stared at the wound on Cheng Yaning's mother's chest, thinking in his heart that she must have been injured by the mutated white cat, and the recovery pill can only restore the physical damage to the user's body.

A person who awakens and evolves becomes a warrior, and the core of the whole body is the heart.

If you want to bring her back to life, I'm afraid only gods can do it.

Alas!

Little Resurrection Pill!

Li Xinyu suddenly remembered that among the six prizes in the big turntable lottery, there was the existence of the Little Resurrection Pill. As the name implies, "Resurrection" twice means rebirth after death, which is equivalent to resurrection in online games.

And it just so happened that Li Xinyu started his fire control talent at school. At that time, "Fire Control Technique" was cultivated to the elementary level, and the chance to draw a lottery reward has not yet been used.

Li Xinyu's heart suddenly became excited. It seemed that Cheng Yaning's mother still had a glimmer of hope.

He didn't think it was a waste of chance to draw a lottery because of Cheng Yaning's mother. Not only that, but he also felt that this lottery draw was the most meaningful.

Li Xinyu calmed down his excitement slowly, and his consciousness came into his mind to meditate on the big turntable lottery draw.

Soon, a translucent quaint turntable appeared in front of his eyes, which only he could see.

There are still six grids on the turntable, with different patterns drawn on them.

It's just that the original "Fire Control Technique" has been replaced with a "Distraction Art", and I don't know what it is for.

Clockwise from the twelve o'clock position, they are the spirit-gathering pendant, the distraction formula, the small resurrection pill, the primary puppet charm, the qi refining pill, and the flying dust sword.

Li Xinyu stared at the Little Resurrection Pill in the direction of four o'clock. It was a light green pill, hoping that his guess was correct and that it would have the effect of resurrection.

However, the premise of everything is that he can draw the Little Resurrection Pill.

Start!

This time the lottery is directly related to the lives of his brothers and relatives, Li Xinyu is extremely cautious.

Seeing the pointer turning faster and faster, Li Xinyu hesitated several times but did not dare to stop.

He was a little scared.

What if I can't get the Little Resurrection Pill?

Even if Li Xinyu could get the Liuchen Feijian that Li Xinyu wanted the most, I'm afraid he wouldn't be happy.

stop!

Li Xinyu gritted his teeth and shouted in his heart to stop.

At the same time, he closed his eyes and separated his consciousness from the big turntable, not daring to watch the process of the pointer stop.

After a while, Li Xinyu vaguely felt that the pointer of the big turntable had stopped, and then slowly opened his eyes, thinking in his heart, he must get the Little Resurrection Pill!