End of ten days

This glance almost drained all the blood from Chu Tianqiu's body, making him feel extremely cold.

Tianlong... woke up?

When did this happen?

Chu Tianqiu was stunned, but felt that the touch of his fingers was a little strange. He lowered his head and found that his right hand began to turn into blood-red powder, floating weakly in the air.

The cold "separation" began to be used domineeringly, making Chu Tianqiu's mind blank. His "Tian Xingjian" could not keep up with the destructive speed of "separation".

The situation was no different from what he expected.

Wanting to push down these two people with flesh and blood... and give all the "participants" freedom... How could it be so simple?

They tried their best but couldn't let Qinglong fall down. At this time, even Tianlong woke up.

These two people stood in this room at the same time. With three "participants", how could they escape?

Tianlong seemed to be unable to see who was in front of him. He squinted his eyes, then waved his hand gently, and Chu Tianqiu's body began to turn into powder, followed by his arms, shoulders, and then legs.

"Tianlong..." Chu Tianqiu had not felt the pain yet, and most of his body had disappeared, "You..."

Tianlong did not speak from beginning to end, but just opened his slightly confused eyes and ruthlessly released "Separation".

Chu Tianqiu felt that all this was wrong.

He trusted Qi Xia wrongly.

He shouldn't have thought that Qi Xia was more likely to lead everyone to escape than himself.

He shouldn't have put all his chips on Qi Xia.

He shouldn't have taken over the "Tangkou".

He should have waited alone in this sad city, and shouldn't have given his heart to anyone.

"Chu Tianqiu..." Qiao Jiajin lay on the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth, "Run..."

"Chu..." Zhang Shan gritted his teeth and rushed towards the direction where Tianlong was.

But Tianlong just waved his hand, and Zhang Shan in the air turned into powder and scattered randomly in the air.

When Zhang Shan's huge body rushed to Tianlong, only tiny blood stars fell on Tianlong's face, as if he had never existed in the world.

"Tianlong!" Qiao Jiajin shouted, "You are not allowed to go out..."

Seeing this, Qinglong quickly stepped forward and covered Qiao Jiajin's mouth. Before he finished speaking, Qiao Jiajin struggled with a painful face. He began to gradually turn into powder from the top of his head, and there was no sound after a few seconds.

The whole room became strangely quiet, leaving only Chu Tianqiu's broken upper body in the air.

"Tianlong..." Chu Tianqiu gritted his teeth, but didn't know what to do now.

Should he beg for mercy or provoke?

No matter what he did, the result seemed to be unchangeable.

So many people fought to the last moment with their lives, but it was a self-touching bamboo basket.

All of them were deceived.

"It's so noisy..." Tianlong said hoarsely, "Who is...noisy..."

The voice of the mixed man and woman is exactly the same as Qinglong's, which makes people tremble even after hearing it.

Chu Tianqiu paused, smiled bitterly and said: "I... am a person with a clear conscience..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Tianqiu's remaining body also turned into powder in the air and disappeared without a trace. Tianlong seemed to never want to hear his answer.

The three people in the room completely disappeared under such a domineering and pure "immortal method", with only a little bit of red powder floating everywhere.

Tianlong seemed to be a little confused. The long sleep always made him enter a long period of chaos when he woke up.

What's more, this time it seemed that he was forcibly awakened... His thinking was even more confused for a while. What happened now?

Qinglong dragged his injured body slowly forward and whispered carefully: "Tianlong... I am Qinglong..."

Tianlong didn't look at him, but just looked at the messy room.

The house was full of blood, the tree fell, the door was broken, and even the ground was cracked.

Where is this...?

Is the place where I have been sleeping so chaotic?

"Tianlong... do you remember me?" Qinglong asked carefully, "I am Qinglong..."

He kept a long enough distance from Tianlong, and never dared to get close, just constantly confirming Tianlong's condition.

At this time, Tianlong finally noticed that there was another person in the house. He couldn't help but look at him, and the blurry scene in front of him began to gradually become clear.

"You are..."

"I am Qinglong, do you remember me?"

Qinglong's figure finally became clear in front of Tianlong, and Tianlong finally saw this person clearly.

"It's you, Qinglong." Tianlong groaned and said, "What happened?"

"Someone rebelled..." Qinglong said with embarrassment, "I had no choice but to wake you up a few minutes in advance..."

"Rebellion?" Tianlong sighed, "It's okay, this is not the first time we have experienced it."

Tianlong walked forward, and the cracks on the ground quickly recovered.

His "clever tool" was like a strange needle and thread, and began to mend the cracks on the ground without leaving any trace.

"Fortunately you woke up..." Qinglong was relieved, "The situation is really too strange... I suspect we have all been calculated..."

"Don't worry, talk slowly." Tianlong waved his hand, and the traces of the battle in the house began to recede rapidly, "Since I'm awake, nothing will happen."

Qinglong pointed to the fallen tree beside him: "Tianlong... You don't know... just now..."

Before he finished speaking, Qinglong stopped where he was, and the words in his mouth also stopped abruptly.

"What just happened?" Tianlong looked at Qinglong in confusion, but found that he was always looking at the tree at his feet.

It was a very ordinary tree, but it was cut down at the middle.

Qinglong stared at the cross-section of the tree for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

Tianlong walked to him and looked down. There were only a few dozen growth rings carved on the cross section, which was nothing strange.

"I know you value this tree very much." Tianlong was silent for a while and said, "But the tree is a tree after all. Even if you don't cut it down, it will fall one day."

Qinglong didn't seem to hear anything, he just stared at the tree for a long time, with an expression of disbelief written on his face.

After a long time, Qinglong pointed to the tree with a slightly trembling voice: "Tianlong, look at the annual rings of this tree now, how many rings are there?"

"What do you think?" Tianlong said in a deep voice.

"There should be...seventy circles...right?" Qinglong asked with an uncertain face.

After hearing this, Tianlong stared at Qinglong in silence for a few seconds, then said: "I see, you think this tree was formed from the fruit core you dropped back then, with at most more than seventy annual rings, right?"

"Isn't it...?" After Qinglong said this, he felt as if he had really neglected something, but even if he had neglected it, the error couldn't be that big.

"You have been hanging out with the "participants" for so long that you have even forgotten the time. Tianlong shook his head, "Seventy years is a rhetoric to deceive "participants". The total is about 2,500 reincarnations. If you do your own calculation, how can it be seventy years?" "

"You mean eighty-four years..." Qinglong paused, "But... but that's wrong... I clearly saw it just now..."

He looked down at the dozens of rings, but was still speechless.

Whether it's seventy or eighty turns, the texture on this tree is within understandable limits.

But what happened to the hundreds of rings that I saw at that moment...?

At this time, an ominous premonition appeared in his mind again, and even his expression gradually began to become complicated.

He felt like he was being played again.

Where are the hundreds of annual rings... It must have been the activation of some "immortal method" that affected his vision, which actually caused his own Taoist mind to be in chaos.

Fortunately, now that Tianlong is awake, everything will be over.