Master of the Stars

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Luo Nan probably understands the reason for Yan Fen's dismay.

After all, from a visual point of view, this kind of phenomenon like time and space reversal is still very bluffing. But unfortunately this is just an illusion. This relatively complete body is only a temporary carrier to gather Wright's chaotic collapse. The complex and precise function of the human body is not a building block after all. The vitality of that has exceeded the limit of the field involved in his soul power.

At most, he just gave Yanfen and Wright an illusion that was mostly false.

It is the tiny realm constructed by this illusion that still allows consciousness to transfer to cognition, and even allows the body to react insignificantly.

Within this tiny and subtle limit, Wright's residual consciousness and incomplete body blended into each other, just like a Mars blowing under the ash, even though the slightest shines after all.

Wright kept a breath miraculously, which also allowed him to experience the wonderful taste of body collapse and aggregation, and soul burning and reorganization-that is really "life and death by man", followed by a mighty will, Suddenly dying, suddenly surviving, wandering back and forth on the boundary of life and death.

And all this is dominated by the "melting pot" in front of me ... no, dominate!

He tried to keep his eyes wide open, the faint light of the outside world, penetrating the broken and reorganized water crystals, driving the cone cells and a series of nerve reflexes thereafter, combining the blurred information of the outside world with the illusion in his brain, making this destined The demon who died gave the most devout sigh in his life:

"God!"

The temporarily reorganized soul is annihilated, and the re-assembled body collapses and dissolves like a pool of mud. It also completely digests the impact power of the storm in the abyss zone, making the violent turbulence at the level of the abyss zone invisible.

This is undoubtedly a very cruel method of death, but before Wright completely disintegrated, his vocal cords vibrated, and the weak force pushed the air molecules layer by layer, transmitting the rich and emotional sigh in time. . Although its range of influence does not even exceed the range of three meters in diameter, it can already be heard by Luo Nan and Yan Fen.

Is this God? Someone's request is really low.

Luo Nan shook his head slightly, he was not as blind as Wright: over the virtual brain system, he still could not understand the deep theories about the configuration and movement, he was stumbling in practice, and the speed of the cloud in the cloud maze Advance; and from the perspective of knowledge, it is just a brilliant sun wheel in the abyss, and the power from the endless void is unpredictable.

Under such a contrast, if he is a god, the power system of this universe might collapse immediately ... in the end, after all, it is just a person who has no knowledge, and excessive illusions.

Luo Nan thought so, but Yan Fen fell on the bed, but after a shock, his entire face swelled red. She was still restricted by nerve agents at this time, and her numbness was difficult to control. Only the vocal cords, which were barely agitated, spelled out two words between er, eh and huh. That is to say, Luo Nan's ears are easy to use. After Yan Fen repeated several times, he finally recognized clearly. The repeated words are:

Cloak, cloak!

Hey, cloak and cloak are different!

Of course, Luo Nan knew that what Yan Fen said was not the literal meaning, but now is not the time to exhaust the roots. In his view, finding a symptomatic nerve agent treatment and antidote is more difficult than anything he has done before.

His eyes turned to the door of the damaged room, where the Vulcan ants were controlling the giant salamander's return.

A dead horse and a living horse doctor, ah no, it is necessary to tie the bell to solve the bell. Whether this evening's affairs can have a good ending, it depends on this old saying full of empiricism.

Facts have proved that Luo Nan's luck is not bad. As the dead ghost Wright said, the amount of nerve agent he added to Yanfen is not particularly large. Yanfen himself can be regarded as a strong physical side. After stopping the continuous injection of poison, Luo Nan helped to sort out the neural network and slowly recovered.

After barely being able to move, Yan Fen struggled to the ground, almost fell to Luo Nan ’s feet, and regardless of the dirty blood on the ground, he slammed his head down, without any thanks in his mouth, and the next action, Then he kissed Luo Nan's falling cloak corner reverently.

Is this a nomadic tribe or is it a custom within the Xia Luo Order?

In line with the customs of entry, or the principle of maintaining compulsion, Luo Nan also endured the instinct to avoid and lived up to it.

After the etiquette, Yan Fen went down again, then staggered up, almost using both hands and feet, and came to the corner of the house. There was lying Zhang Luan, who was in a semi-coma due to a major blood loss.

From the beginning to the end, Yan Fen did not speak, but groped with Zhang Luan with a trembling hand, and quickly pulled a short knife from the leather sheath behind Zhang Luan's waist-this should be Zhang Luan's usual weapon, Before the attack on Luo Nan, he had no time to use it, but now it was taken by Yan Fen.

Without any hesitation, Yan Fen straightened and stabbed into the still intact shoulder arm of Zhang Lu'an. Ronan looked at his eyebrows, but his feet were all flesh and blood. He didn't seem to be qualified to say anything.

Zhang Luan awoke to the pain and screamed loudly, but when his pupil reflected the pale and twisted face of his wife, his throat seemed to be cut open, leaving only a hissing air leak.

Yan Fen pressed his whole body weight on the short knife, and the blade had already penetrated Zhang Luan's shoulder socket and stab the ground below. She was close to Zhang Luan and her husband, almost speaking in the ear:

"Tell me, why do you do this?"

"Hi, let go, let go!" Zhang Luan finally remembered to speak, but was tortured by pain for begging for mercy, his thick body convulsed like a spasm, rubbing on the ground.

"Tell me why!" Yan Fen's voice was weak, as if he might lose his voice at any time, but with great emotional tension, he and the penetrating blade of the body bombarded Zhang Luan's heart defense.

Zhang Luan wriggled on the ground and struggled unsuccessfully. He could only scream vigorously with a scream: "The evil Luo Order is about to end. I told you that Wright is the person of Tianzhao, Tianzhao Order ... 3 They are the most powerful ones in the Great Church, and they certainly have no hope! "

"no hope?"

Yan Fen's throat twitched in his eyes, and he was crying and laughing: "If you are stared at, there is no hope, you will sell everyone? At the beginning, didn't you have to support this shelf?"

The blood on Zhang Lu'an's shoulders was like a spring, and the blood at the broken arm was also endless. His own will had almost collapsed. A strong man, who was so painful, only had tears and his nose running, and he couldn't care about it for a moment.

Yan Fen didn't need to answer, she was just venting her emotions: "It's you, pushing Wu Junqiang to the top with the reason of the tribe's survival! She is not a tribe, she is just a graduate student stranded in the wilderness, and she is still standing, At that time, she was going back to the city, and she wanted to give the pineapple a good environment. It was you! It was you who pushed her up to the top ...... Oh, because the "cloak" is right? Because she is the only master of the technology in the base. Operator! "

Once again, Yan Fen turned the short knife in his hand hard, Zhang Luan howled louder, his waist and legs twisted, desperate to throw Yan Fen away, but in vain, and finally gave up and shouted:

"What about it? She should have given me the 'cloak' already!"

"……Give you?"

"Isn't she going back to the city? After returning to the spring city, she wanted to get rid of it, but she still had a place, and those brainless idiots really treated her as a priest ... well, even if she was a priest What did she do! It is Qi Ling all day and night! Qi Ling! Qi Ling! This kind of kid trick is still useful in the wilderness. It is now in a metropolis. The government, the military, the association, the sect With so many strong men, Guangqi Ling has a fart! Give me strength, strength! "

Zhang Lu'an's face was bruised and bruised, and she was already exhausted: "Isn't she supposed to give the believers strength as she is a priest? You can't even do this. Why do you want to teach and establish yourself as a god!"

Yan Fen screamed and yelled back: "We never had it!"

However, Zhang Luan was purely venting at this time, only roaring in the logic he delineated: "The shit's" cloak "is simply nonsense of the crazy old man, and only those dead brains will be admired and preached! Now, there was the Tianzhao sect, they asked for benevolence, why should I die with them? Of course, I want to sell them, and sell them at a good price ... "

Yan Fen stared at the man under him, staring at his husband, and squeezed out the sound from his teeth: "You are shameless!"

"The" spirit "who is not capable is shameless!"

Zhang Luan had enough head to go back to the top, and even disregarded the injury of the torn shoulder, he screamed: "No ability, no qualifications, compared with the real sect, it is simply a garbage thing that can't do anything! That's it Rubbish, delaying me for many years! My talent and youth have been destroyed by this rubbish, and I have to toss in the cave like a reptile, go to the special cloak, go to the special loyalty ... uh! "

The voice changed suddenly, mixing with the fine sound of the cut of the throat, skin, fascia, and bones.

Yan Fen drew his knife and wiped it openly, cutting her husband ’s throat, letting out the murmur of the airflow and the blood gurgling, which consumed Zhang Luan ’s last vitality and ambition, and also consumed her last energy.

The short knife fell to the ground, her hands were soft, and Yan Fen almost fell on Zhang Lu'an's body, but in the end her elbow stood still, keeping a firm distance from the closest man under him.

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