Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1071 Where is the Immortal Road (97) in the world - the anger of reason

In the memory, Count De Crea has never suffered such pains.

If the pain has a standard grade, it must have exceeded the highest level several times, dozens of times, or even hundreds of times.

The extreme pain created the unprecedented concentration of Count De Cleia, and countless memories flashed like a horse-lighting--it could not help but feel something angry.

This rooted orthodox agent in front of me seems to be a little different.

Orthodox agents are not incapable of killing... At least the power of the Royals can be killed. The legendary eternal emperor has personally killed the orthodox agent and replaced it – but with the death of the eternal emperor, the roots of the orthodox position are missing. There are many candidates for the 'zero point' field.

Its teacher Cicero, in that battle, became a loser and left the stage!

Therefore, Count De Crea was convinced that the root of the orthodox agent could kill.

But...but if the orthodox agent has become unable to kill... What happened in the end? When did the root cause changes to this rule?

Once the orthodoxy has become an immortal existence, what are the meanings of existence in all the candidates in the 'zero point' field? This is fundamental... not at all fair! !

unfair!

Earl de Crerea screamed wildly in his heart.

However, the palm of the hand that grabbed his head made it unable to make a sound.

It is like a vegetative person who can perceive all the pains of the outside world and the pain is infinitely magnified, but can never make a sound and make any conditional reflections - such a dilemma makes it even more uncomfortable than death.

Time is like being cut into countless segments, and it is forever trapped in every segment, even if it silently counts the past, but still can not be separated, and has to fall into the cycle of back and forth.

I don't know how long it has been.

Finally, when the consciousness of Count De Cleia approached the moment of collapse, the pain it suffered was instantly wiped out.

This allowed the Count of Decrea to even have a sense of well-being from the depths of **** that was instantly thrown into the world of bliss. However, such happiness comes suddenly and at the same time, it is extremely short, because the next moment, it needs to endure again, constantly magnifying the pain.

Like being burned by a flame, like being frozen by ice, as if it was eroded by strong acid, like being bitten by a beast... In thinking, every sensitive part that should exist, when there is a real body, is like a The root of the burnt red steel needle pierced like...

Once again, its reason is nearing collapse, and all the pain disappears at this moment - it once again experienced the kind of happiness that was thrown into heaven, but after a very short time, it was once again laid. In the pain of hell.

how many times? how many times? how many times?

Infinitely... and the spirit is gradually becoming numb because it cannot withstand such pain.

Finally... maybe just an illusion, but finally, Count De Cleia felt that the pain was once again away from himself.

This time, it did not feel the kind of happiness that was thrown into heaven.

Just simply feeling the pain stopped.

When Luo Qiu's palm was released from its forehead, Count De Crea snorted and fell down on the ground.

Its eyes were scattered, its body kept twitching, its lips twitching insignificantly, giving a simple and painful gasp.

"One hundred years." Luo Qiu was cold-eyed and looked at the Count of Decreas, who was constantly twitching. "I let you in the spiritual world bear all the extreme pain I can imagine for a hundred years. but……"

Count De Decrea's gaze restored some focus, and Luo Qiu's face gradually became clearer in sight... Instinctively, Count De Crea closed his eyes.

It does not dare to look.

"but."

Luo Qiu once again mentioned the body of Count Decreya and grabbed its neck. "Even this way, it still can't make my heart's anger disappear, even if it's only one percent. I really don't like this. Kind of state... I should, how to torture you is right."

"Give me a happy..." The Count of Decreas trembled again. "Please..."

It is like a collection of all horrible things... so calm, but the Count of Decreas is also trembled from the soul level... It is even unclear whether the immediate orthodox agent is the root cause, or an angry demon.

Luo Qiu said: "This is actually not good... my emotions are out of control, simply killing you, there is no way to calm down the emotions, it is even worse. Everyone has a less good side... obviously I It is no exception. But it seems to be suppressed for too long, too long."

"You...what do you want to do..." Count De Crea trembled.

"One hundred years is not enough, one thousand years, ten thousand years?"

Luo Qiu looked at Count De Cleia and looked very quiet. "Or, a time without end, has been suffering from such pain, how? Rest assured, I will let your spirit not collapse, always be rational... I even plan Always let it be in a positive state. You know, as long as I think, I can do it... just between thoughts."

"Gaia... Everything is because of Gaia!" Count De Kreia panicked. "I don't know why you came back, why you can come back, or even become the orthodox of this generation... but, but I can use My technique, let her recover! I... I can make her a real emperor! As long as you let me go... I will surrender to you by all means! Offer my loyalty, all of mine!"

"I said, as long as I think, I can do anything... In fact, I always know this. But I am afraid that once I get used to that state, everything will become boring for me. ""

Luo Qiu shook his head. "Do you understand? I don't need any loyalty to you...so, what you have, there is only the value that makes me anger."

"I can not be reconciled--!!!!"

Count De Decrea made an angry roar.

"Right, I think of a very good idea."

Luo Qiu suddenly put down the Count of Decrea, and under its sinister look, "Cicero seems to have left you difficulties... It doesn't matter if you tell you, your teacher seems to be willing to let you inherit him. Everything - just don't like to let you get it easily, so it leaves you some difficulties. But... just left you with suffering, and you are not sure that you will inherit."

Count De Crea only felt that his body had disappeared a little bit... the source of the body in the body, and it was extracted a little bit... separated!

Its consciousness, the body constructed with the source of the foreign body, is directly separated from the thoughts of Luoqiu.

"I will give you your body." Luo Qiu said, his finger clicked on the consciousness of the Count of Decreas. "But it is just a very fragile body. Maybe you can't even beat a wild dog."

A weak and weak body slowly appeared at this time, and the consciousness of the Count of Decreas slowly blended into the body at this time - it suddenly opened its eyes, and the unprecedented weakness, let it panic!

"Finally, I will let you enjoy an inherited game that can never be completed..."

Luo Qiu’s voice gently echoed the interior of the room, like a whisper in the ear, so that the nerves of Count Dreia’s nerves tightened for a moment, the heart, its heart, is beating wildly. .

"You will not die, and what you dream of will always be in front of you, but you can't really touch it..."

It seems that he is directing a simple play, composing a script that will not change... Luo Qiu’s voice, let the Count of Decreas stumble on the ground.

"You will always be optimistic and positive, even if you feel depressed, you will be refreshed..."

The script is still going on...

Count De Crea horrified and curled up at this time with a new body, nervously biting his fingers.

"Yes, every failure will be your motivation. The thirst for what you hope in your heart will become your motivation again and again... you will strengthen your beliefs every time until you feel that you may already be You can do anything until... you continue to fail, then you continue to try, then fail, you try again, but you still fail. So, you are in this way, into an endless loop."

"Don't say it!!!!!"

In the main control room, Count De Crea painfully hugged his head and made a squeaky sound.

At this point, it only feels dark in front of it, its consciousness is sleeping in this moment, its thoughts are frantically resisting the voice of Luo Qiu... resisting the 'game' he described, instinctively shutting it down. Sense of perception.

Count de Decrea, then fell to the ground and stunned.

Luo Qiu closed his eyes and took a slow breath.

......

When he opened his eyes again, the look had become less indifferent - Luo Qiu slowly vomited and spread his palms.

A black mist slowly popped out of his palm.

Luo Qiu gathered his palms and smashed the black mist... His look eased again. "It's much more comfortable."

After that, Luo Qiu went to the girl who fell to the ground.

She apparently had lost her faintness, leaning against the white cylinder, and the scattered hair almost covered her most of her face.

Looking at the girl who seemed to sleep quietly, Luo Qiu’s remaining anger subsided a little bit.

He combed the scattered hair for the girl and wiped the tears on her face.

"I have you in my memory... but this is obviously not my current thing." Luo Qiu’s finger was placed on the girl’s face, feeling the delicate skin of the girl’s skin. “So... you are for me, What is it."

The girl's eyelashes trembled a little, seemingly about to wake up.

Luo Qiu hugged her up at this time... The body movement seemed to be faster than he thought.

He glanced at the master control room and looked at the Count of Decreas, who fell to the ground, and said: "It seems that Cicero gave you the last suffering, that is me."

As a result, Luo Qiu disappeared from the main control room - at the same time, disappeared together, and the book "Alaya" placed on another column.

......

......

A figure flew from below.

I saw that the hundred robbers were being taken by the maid's lady at the moment, and they were taken back to the square outside the Penglai Palace. There is no doubt that a visitor who was not in the square was present at this time. Miss Maid's sight.

This is a group of people like Long Xiruo and Su Zijun.

"the host."

When she saw Su Zijun appear out of thin air, Jessica was shocked first, then relieved and ran directly to Su Zijun - only, the attack of Resia still did not stop.

A light cannon has now come to the back of Jessica - Su Zijun's face has changed slightly.

Only this moment, a black light flashed, the Jessica's light cannon was concentrated, and it was invisible at this moment - Jessica was shocked. When she came back, she found that the maidservant in the distance had saved her.

"Miss Jessica, please don't leave a safe distance." You night said lightly.

“I'm sorry,” Jessica said quickly.

"It's okay." Yunight shook his head.

But what she said was nothing, not that Jessica had spent a catastrophe - but the huge Resia on the sky, and now it has stopped its crazy light cannon attack.

Everything stopped - yes, stopped all without knowing it.

Just now, the entire Penglai Treasure, just like the land that has been hit by the rain of meteorites, the vast expanse of greenery, the lush forests, the beautiful terrain, the treasures of wealth that will be chased outside, making people crazy, at this moment I am afraid that not much can stay.

The Xuanyuan Palace still stubbornly floats in its original position - it is like a city of the sky, floating above the earth.

The Resia, who was out of high altitude, hovered at rest.

It was discovered that it was huge, like a diamond-shaped huge crystal, emitting a metallic luster under the sunlight.

At this point, Dazhe came back - he did not know where to fold a long branch, squatting behind Wang Hu - the belt on the trousers behind him, so he took Wang Hu back.

By the way, Dazhe's nose was also stuffed with a few pieces of smashed leaves, and the appearance of the old Bara was like a worker who had just picked up the dung.

"Qi." Miss Maid will not look at Wang Hu at this moment.

She looked at Long Xiruo and her party, and then swept through the hundred robbers. After that, it was Qin Yuyu, and she said: "You can leave."

The maidserver opened a twisted passage in the square.

Upon seeing it, Dazhe threw out the special poles on his hand, and threw the Wanghu above into the crack of the passage. This only pressed the nostrils and sprayed the broken leaves.

Long Xi Ruo frowned at this time - she did not know what happened on the Resia, and she did not want to leave.

"Please." The maidservant waved her hand at this moment.

"Go!" Long Xi, if he gritted his teeth, turned and entered the passage.

After that, the turtles and the ghosts and babies had to hold their voices and follow them up. Su Zijun looked at the sky after the Resia, and then kept up with it - Jessica also Had to catch up quickly, but before the departure, I still said hello to the maidservant.

Looking at the passage of the people entering and leaving one by one, the hundred robbers slowly sighed at this moment, faintly said: "I am waiting for Luo boss to come back... This business is still done."

(End of this chapter)