Ten Days End

Xiao Ran looked at the bare wall, and her mind gradually became blank.

This "door" that she had been knocking on... turned out to be just a useless decoration?

Then why did the women just now keep looking at it?

In other words, Qinglong was not in this room at all, and he had left long ago?

Countless questions swirled in Xiao Ran's mind, but no one could give her an answer at this time.

She was stuck in the depths of the room by her huge number of bones and flesh, and she couldn't move, but she had no time to think about her situation, and her mind was always exploring the whereabouts of Qinglong.

After just a few seconds of thinking, an inexplicable sense of loss began to spread in her heart. This feeling was like being abandoned by someone, and like a failed unrequited love.

In the end, why did she become like this now?

Isn't it all because of Qinglong?

Because of his words, she became like a monster. And because of his words, she crossed the strange space to come back to see him.

But this side was like a reunion on TV, and there were always countless difficulties blocking it.

Xiao Ran's sense of loss reached its peak at this time, but she found that she had no way out.

If she could not rely on Qinglong now, her fate would be death.

With nowhere to go, the sense of loss in her heart gradually turned into a trace of obsession that could not be dispelled.

Just wanting to see him... How could it be so difficult?

As long as Qinglong saw her, he would know how hard she had worked to help him.

At that time, she would gain Qinglong's full trust and become the second person in the entire "End of the Land".

Xiao Ran kept chanting Qinglong's name, and the "giant" palm began to continue to put pressure on the "ant" in the room.

The "ant" had no idea what was in front of him, but felt that the "eyeball" was nearby, but was separated by a strange huge force.

"Qinglong... don't worry..." Xiao Ran said with a sad smile, "I will definitely find a way... wait for me... I will help you... you will need me."

Having said that, Xiao Ran could not move as fast as before. She could only be stuck by her own flesh and blood, sinking deeper and deeper.

Two "ants" rushed forward with their strong bodies and slipped through Xiao Ran's fingers. They stayed at the door and then reached forward to touch the vague obstruction.

It was warm and pulsating, like a huge flesh and blood. The two also felt each other's existence at this time. They began to knock on each other's body and communicate the situation in front of them.

They felt that this strange thing might be a rare "heavenly level", so they could not kill it alone, and more "ants" needed to be mobilized.

...

Qinglong, Qiao Jiajin and Zhang Shan stood in the center of the room at the front of the "car head".

Large pieces of blood almost covered the pure white room, and the walls and the ground were all stained with red clothes.

Even the apple tree in the center of the room, every leaf was dripping blood. The room was quiet, and only the dripping sound of blood could be heard.

This huge amount of bleeding could almost kill dozens of people, but the three people all looked unharmed.

They just looked pale and a little tired.

Zhang Shan turned his head to look at Qiao Jiajin, and felt that Qiao Jiajin's habit of taking off his clothes before fighting was indeed a bit tricky. Now his own tattered clothes were hanging on his body, stained with blood, sticky and heavy, and completely unfavorable for fighting.

But it was a bit embarrassing to suddenly start taking off clothes in the middle of the fight.

Qinglong felt even more strange. Under normal circumstances, he should not be so seriously injured in the battle against these two people, but some strange memories would fly into his mind from time to time, and he would suddenly become confused at certain moments. These two states were like two illusory swords, inserted into his mind from two directions respectively.

And in front of him, there were two other real swords.

The illusory sword attacked the spirit, and the real sword eroded the body.

The four directions seemed to be full of deadly traps, and the slightest negligence could lead to eternal damnation.

Zhang Shan shook the blood off his skin: "No wonder you are never afraid of death, it turns out that you are also "Heaven Moves Strong." "

"So what is the situation now..." Qinglong snorted, "We three people who can't die... are we going to fight here until the universe is destroyed?"

"It doesn't have to take that long, little green boy." Qiao Jiajin shook his head, "If you are really tired, you can admit defeat first, I'm OK with that."

"Fuck." Zhang Shan also laughed, "I don't think it will take that long, and our blood will fill the room after a while, and then it depends on whether we can fight for that long.Let's see who can hold his breath the longest."

"It seems to make sense." Qiao Jiajin nodded, "Let's see who drowns first in the fight, little green boy, how good is your swimming skill?"

"It's OK." Qinglong replied, "But I don't think we will drag it to this point. After all, I haven't used any "immortal magic" yet. I've been fighting until now just to see what I can do."

"What a coincidence." Qiao Jiajin nodded, "The liar taught me a two-word formula that I haven't used yet, just in time to defeat you."

Qinglong's face darkened, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the "door".

Just now he could still hear the rustling sound outside the "door", but after a short slap, all the sounds outside the "door" disappeared, and even the "spiritual hearing" could not catch any sound.

He just hoped that no one would dare to touch the "door", otherwise things would be a bit troublesome.

So who was the person who knocked on the door just now?

That short slap made his brain feel chaotic for a moment, as if even the most basic "immortal method" began to struggle.

"It seems that some ghost is haunting me..." Qinglong looked at the two coldly, "I'll ask you one last time, are you really not going to kill Tianlong now?"

As soon as the voice fell, the ceiling began to slowly turn gray and black, obviously some strange dark clouds were condensing.

"Even if it is "Heavenly Movement", it may not be able to withstand my next attack." Qinglong had no expression on his face, but slowly raised his hand to the air, "Now as long as you choose to kill Tianlong, we will forgive the past."

Zhang Shan and Qiao Jiajin both raised their heads at this time, looking at the ceiling covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Is this kind of thing really something that flesh and blood can contend with?

Even if you hide, where can you hide?

"Tattooed boy...what do you say? "Zhang Shan asked, looking at the thunder in the sky.

"Big guy, if one of us is struck, the other will also be fatally injured." Qiao Jiajin replied in a low voice, "So no matter who is injured, your "Heavenly Movement" may be indirectly invalidated."

"Fuck, what do you mean?"

"Big guy, let's kill Tianlong together."

"Huh?"

"What else can we do?" Qiao Jiajin said seriously, "Do we really have to watch the thunder strike us like this? I can't bear it, let's go, kill Tianlong."