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"This person's ability is really disgusting. He keeps running around and can't beat him at all. If this continues, we will all die here." Lubbock didn't want to check Ling Xiaocheng's situation, It's just that he can't leave now.

Shadow Hei is like a ghost, appearing in front of Lubbock for a while, and behind him for a while, making him extremely irritable and unable to hit him with any attack, how can he kill him?

A group of men in black appeared on the roof of the house again. They heard the loud noise just now, and they all appeared one after another to check.

Ling Xiaocheng removed the broken stones, got up and walked out. Although he had just suffered a powerful attack, it was actually consumed a little, plus the defense power of the evil spirits.

He was actually not seriously injured.

The exhaustion of physical strength forced him to get rid of the haunting of the evil spirit. The light flashed, and the armor disappeared. He gasped for breath, and walked step by step in front of Uncle Sang.

"Young man, ahem, you have become stronger again. Uncle, I really can't beat you now. I am getting old, and I am not as strong as before." Uncle Sang sat on the stone slab at this time, smiled and said .

He grabbed a cigarette, took a few puffs, coughed and exhaled a few breaths, and the black knife was also quietly inserted into the ground, but he lost the domineering blessing of armed color.

It's just a slender knife.

"Come on, last time you let me go, this time I will give you a chance to raise the knife." Ling Xiaocheng said lightly.

Even if he escaped due to some strange reasons last time, Ling Xiaocheng would not have the idea of ​​letting him go, at most let him take up arms again.

"Young man, won't you let me go? Last time I let you go, so how about letting me leave this time, how about repaying the favor?" Uncle Sang said jokingly, holding his hand at the same time. the handle.

"Sorry, I don't think this is any kind of human favor. We are enemies. If we let the enemy go, we will undoubtedly not let ourselves go. I would not be so stupid." Ling Xiaocheng said lightly, holding the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand.

"That's right, it's a smart decision. If I was in the past, I wouldn't let anyone who could be called an enemy, because it would not only threaten my own life, but also cause trouble for the people around me, right? ?”

Uncle Sang's eyes were a little melancholy, as if he remembered something bad, his hands on the handle of the knife were slightly loosened.

"Come on, after three breaths, I will launch an attack. This move will determine the best outcome."

Ling Xiaocheng didn't respond positively, and put the knife horizontally in front of him as if he didn't hear it, and assumed an offensive posture.

"Oh, oh, what a cold-hearted young man, you are loved by people like you, and you are envied by people who die for you..." Uncle Sang's eyes flashed an inexplicable light.

Obviously, what he said was the last time Hill blocked Ling Xiaocheng's knife, thinking that Hill dared to sacrifice his life to save Ling Xiaocheng's life because of love.

But no one knows what Hill really thinks, maybe only she knows why...

"One shape - water surface cut!"

Ling Xiaocheng jumped forward, blue water flowed from the spear, and the sound of splashing was crisp and pleasant, but beautiful things always contain different meanings.

That is the breath of death!

"Young man, you still have a long way to go. We have all experienced this kind of thing, but please don't fall into darkness. There are still many beautiful things in the future. Don't choose to escape from reality like me, you know?"

Uncle Sang muttered softly, passing on his knowledge to Ling Xiaocheng like an elder. Instead of attacking, he stuck the knife in the ground, showing a relaxed smile.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiaocheng was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly he gave up the attack, and changed the direction of the attack with a pause in his hand:

"Wu Zhixing - the rain of kindness from the dry sky!"

A ray of light pierced the sky, warm and dazzling, this phenomenon was strange and felt... It didn't matter, the warm sunlight fell on Uncle Sang's shoulders.

He looked at the sky with blurred eyes, and his body felt very relaxed at this moment. This was the most comfortable moment since that day when that person disappeared.

He slowly raised his hand, and the white raindrops slapped his face.

"What is this? It's cold, but so comfortable..." Uncle Sang murmured.

The cold raindrops fell on his face, and each drop was like the condensation of warm rays of light.

Heartwarming!

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Chapter 210 Do you want a bowl of noodles【Subscription】

Under normal circumstances, as a C-rank contractor, Uncle Sang has unusual experience and strength, so it would be impossible for him to be defeated so easily.

But in the end, he inserted the knife on the ground as if accepting his fate. The wooden handle and slender blade glowed with a faint white light.

Without taking any defensive measures at all, just facing the extremely sharp spear, the consequences needless to say.

"Pfft!"

A splash of blood flew up, and a thin line appeared on Uncle Sang's neck, but the blood did not spurt out immediately, as if frozen, the blood remained on the surface of the skin.

This trick of dry heaven's kind rain is the most gentle move in the ten moves of the breathing method of water. I don't know who created it and why it was created, but it is undeniable that...

This move is the most special one!

The moment the spear passed, the water on the gun flowed into the wound on Uncle Sang's neck. The warm and slightly cold feeling made him feel no pain for a while.

"This feeling...so warm..."

Uncle Sang leaned back slightly, stretched out his hands unconsciously, and there was a sense of confusion in his eyes.

Since coming to this space, Uncle Sang has met a woman, from strangeness at first, to familiarity later, to the inexplicable affection at the end.

The journey is full of laughter, hardships and obstacles, desperate situations... I also experienced two people falling on an uninhabited island and struggling to survive for a week. The two helped and encouraged each other and became the best partners.

He also went from an ignorant rookie to a well-known dual swordsman.

But danger is always like the wind, invisible and intangible, coming at any time. The last danger took the woman away from his world forever.

In an instant, Uncle Sang seemed to have aged several decades, living in a daze all day long, giving up the knife full of endless evil spirit, in order to warn himself that impulsiveness is the devil!

From now on, there will be no double-sword swordsman, only single-sword homeless!

Since then, he lost his purpose of living and wandered around.

Get used to her existence, once she disappears, his world will be colorless.

I also thought about leaving this world, but every time I closed my eyes, I saw the figure of a woman, she smiled gently at me, and said softly: "Live well."

Every time I woke up, a line of tears dripped from the corner of my eyes, and finally wept silently.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, like a walking dead. In the end, he decided to find some young people who had similar experiences to him, so that they would not regret it like himself.

Tell them to cherish the people in front of you, cherish anyone who is willing to give their lives for you, because they are the most beautiful figures in your heart.

Ling Xiaocheng turned his back to Uncle Sang, quietly put down the spear, and didn't plan to make up the knife, because... he already knew the ending.

Uncle Sang's eyes became more and more blurred, and the gentle raindrops patted his face lightly, moistening his hair and eyes.

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