The Surrender of End Times Rebirth

The next morning, when the dawn broke.Even if An Yuheng didn't want to, he still had to withdraw from the space.

Now he has five levels of abilities, and every 24 hours, he can only stay in the scroll for six hours, and each scroll can only let him stay once.

A gust of wind swept by, An Yuheng watched the flowers in his pocket yesterday being blown up by the wind, circling in the air before falling to the distance, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

Therefore, he has been arrested.

The flowers are clearly painted, and they are fresh in the scroll, but they can still be brought out.This flower is the same as the flowers in reality, which represents the life form of the wood system.

But the wood type also needs real plants or seeds to have this power, and he just drew a few strokes.However, not everything can be accomplished, usually small things, unintentional pens, and now they are limited to flowers and plants.I have also tried to draw birds and insects in the past, but the ability consumes too much, and it only exists in the scroll and cannot be brought out. Maybe I am too weak?It's been more than six years since the end of the world, and he only has level four abilities, and ordinary people have level five abilities. I heard that the highest level has been upgraded to level eight abilities. It's really endless.

When An Yuheng put away the scroll, he thought to himself that he was not good at painting. In the past, he only studied for a few years for self-cultivation and self-cultivation. If he really wants to be compared with the master, he is like Tang Bohu's painting of Zhu Zhishan in Autumn Fragrance. , although not so wretched, but at most it can only be regarded as neat and tidy.

It's really inexplicable to have this ability all of a sudden.

Thinking of An Yuheng, he walked towards the falling flowers and was about to bend down to pick them up.Suddenly felt a little bit of volley and jumped backwards.

"Oh, the vigilance is getting stronger and stronger, this little rose." The person who came was still the one who wanted to hunt him down last night.

An Yuheng looked at the supernatural beings coming out of the dark one by one. Most of them couldn't feel the supernatural power level of each other, but he believed that none of them was lower than him!This made him unsure of what to do.

Where did you expose yourself?A few times before, I was able to escape while passing by, but now I am surrounded by groups, it seems that I can't fly.

The team leader is a man in a black shirt. He is slender and looks thin, but in fact he has a strong explosive power. He is a fire-type supernatural power. His face is stern and no emotion can be seen. .”

"Let's go, isn't it more difficult for me than death?" Seeing the posture of six people surrounding him, An Yuheng knew that it would be difficult to escape today. Although he looked calm on the surface, his back was already wet with cold sweat.But there is an indescribable strangeness in my heart, which seems to be the bitterness of relief.After all, after running away for so long, he will eventually get tired.

"Dr. Zhang said that Mr. An's ability may help us get rid of our current state. The vitality that manifests out of thin air is a gift from God. Even if you go to the research institute, you will receive due courtesy." The leader obviously knows An Yu With a constant mind, his expression is dead calm but there is a kind of convincing self-confidence.

But, would An Yuheng believe it?With a sneer, he took out a dark gray pistol from his back waist, while his left hand still held the scroll on which the small building was drawn earlier.

But the woman of the wooden department behind him had already noticed his actions, and the moment An Yuheng pulled out a pistol, she pulled out a green rattan braid and hit the back of An Yuheng's hand.

Almost in the next moment, a gash appeared on the back of the hand, and blood gushed out immediately, staining half of the hand red. Unprepared, the whip was extremely cruel again.The gun in An Yuheng's hand fell to the ground together with the scroll.

The leading man frowned, as if he couldn't understand what the woman was doing, but he didn't make a sound to stop him, instead persuading him, "Your Excellency, please come with me."

"No, never!" An Yuheng raised his head suddenly, a bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, "That bastard Zhang Qingshan! How many supernatural beings died in his hands? Are you still working for tigers? Aren't you afraid of going to hell? I'm dead, maybe It's your turn!"

"He's taken poison!" Seeing An Yuheng's expression, the bystanders immediately shouted, "Luzhen!"

The wood-type woman from before secretly broke her mouth and immediately stepped forward, but was stopped by the scroll jumping up in the air. Although she showed reluctance, she did not immediately attack the scroll, but watched from the side.

She doesn't want to save people at all...

Sometimes, it may be more painful than death, people in the life department understand.

"No, I won't go with you. I, I'm going to find him..." To find him, whether you hate him or love him, there must be an end after all.

The toxin didn't make An Yuheng feel much pain, it was prepared by Wen Hanyi for himself, saying that if he really couldn't bear it, he would swallow the capsule and go to him.

Even though the end times are so painful, he is unwilling to welcome death, because he is afraid that if he really dies, he will never be able to escape that person's palm.

Smiling in a trance, An Yuheng stretched out his hand through the scroll, but still wanted to find him, Wen Hanyi, and asked him why he did this to him, tortured him, and imprisoned him, but why did he love himself so much, and let him dote on him so much? He is powerless to resist...

The leader didn't miss the determination in An Yuheng's eyes. He knew the weakness of the space ability, so he took it lightly.

I thought that An Yuheng could be caught safely after calculating the time, but who knew that he would be desperate to die after seeing that there was no hope of escape, "Stop him! Take the corpse!"

"Yes!" The gold-type ability beside him swooped down immediately, tearing open the scroll in front of him with both hands.

But An Yuheng went deep into the scroll first, and looked at the flowers he drew with a smile on his face, "I don't want this flower..."

The pupils of the gold-type superpower immediately dilated, and he knew that if this mission failed!Don't dare to think too much, seeing that he can grab An Yuheng, and then just drag his corpse out to complete the task.

But who knows, obviously met, obviously met!But this body disappeared in the scroll in an instant.

With the disappearance of An Yuheng, the ability that originally supported the scroll floating in the air also disappeared.

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The sound of the falling scroll made the surroundings depressing and silent. The failure of the mission is not only a loss of reputation, Zhang Qingshan will not let them go...

"Damn it!" Lu really hated that she had slapped the back of her hand earlier, she should have slapped this person in two!It would be better to go back with the corpse than to return empty-handed like this!

The leading man's face was still calm, showing no signs of happiness or anger. He bent down to pick up the flower and the unowned scroll from the ground.

"Go to hell? This world is already hell." After so long, this kid is still so innocent, isn't Wen Hanyi protecting him too well?Just as he was thinking, a halo of light suddenly emanated from the scroll. It was not strong, but it was equally dazzling. When the halo disappeared, the scroll also disappeared...

The death of the person with the ability may cause the ability to disappear "Let's go, it's our turn to escape." Holding the flower that didn't disappear together, he laughed softly, unable to tell whether it was sad or lamentable.

Before their strength and strength have not reached a certain level, they are not qualified to challenge that old man Zhang Qingshan.