My Tokusho Life Simulation

'You cry like a bird!People are still alive! '

She subconsciously complained in her heart, her heart was full of waves.

Then, with eyes full of disgust, he looked at Paoze around him.

Taidu, the swordsman of water, and Weihua, the swordsman of earth, these two muscular eight-foot men were already crying bitterly.

'He [beep——], why are you two crying more than the sisters of the Jindai family? I still feel sorry for you! ? '

She muttered in her heart.

I thought that the atmosphere was coming, so I had to cry, but Shaluo of Daqin Temple suddenly seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The mournful crying sounded like background music all the time.

She gathered her skirt and sat gently beside Luther, her eyes deliberately filled with tears.

"Luther..."

"Although you can't hear it anymore, I still have something to say to you."

Daqin Temple Shaluo wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his brisk voice trembling with sadness.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled as if pretending to be strong.

"As early as the moment I saw you for the first time, I knew you were not Wuming..."

She spoke softly, with a deep meaning in her tone that she wanted to express all the thoughts in her heart at the end.

"Do you believe in love at first sight? I..."

Before Shaluo of Daqin Temple could finish speaking intentionally, Luther opened his dim crimson eyes.

He said with all his strength, "You actually found out a long time ago, didn't you?"

Daqin Temple Shaluo shrugged playfully: "Who knows? Maybe what I said is true."

At this moment, the crying stopped abruptly along with the horrified gazes.

"Cheat... a corpse!?"

The young earth swordsman who dreamed of becoming a hero shouted in panic.

The sad atmosphere suddenly disappeared without a trace, replaced by a silence that lasted for tens of seconds.

The swordsmen still had tears on their faces, and they wiped their eyes for some reason.

"How? Surprise? I'm still alive!"

Daqin Temple Shaluo expressed his deepest thoughts for Luther.

Knowing that they were cheated, the swordsmen breathed a sigh of relief, and there was no anger in their hearts.

"These idiots have basically been fooled. It seems that after you don't have to play Wuming, you finally revealed your true nature and pretended to be dead to lie to us."

She smiled nervously, and patted Luther on the shoulder with her hand.

"So you lied to us, I thought you wanted to..."

Before Fan An finished speaking, Luther fell to the ground with a thump under the eyes of everyone.

"It's not all about lying to you..."

His lips twitched slightly, and he showed a wicked smile that succeeded, and his already muddy eyes gradually lost their last luster.

Parting doesn't have to be sad.

"Qingqin, come here..." Luther said softly.

"I'm here, senior."

The tall gray-haired beauty walked to Luther's side and gently held his hand.

"You don't actually need to call me senior, after all...I'm not Wuming."

"No, seniors will always be seniors."

Qing Qin, who is immature as a swordsman of fire, stubbornly shook her head.

"You're still going to catch up, aren't you?"

Luther asked calmly, and Qingqin's eyes flashed with waves.

"It was discovered..."

She lowered her head with a complicated expression.

The next moment, a weak voice reached Qingqin's ears.

"Wu Ming asked me to relay a passage to you... He doesn't want you to catch up with him so quickly."

"He hopes that when the world meets you again, he will see you who are mature, who come with faith and a smile."

"Instead of self-blame and despair, choose to abandon everything, just for you who can catch up with him."

Big tears flowed down the gray-haired girl's face, she was crying loudly, and the bits and pieces of the past and Wuming flashed in front of her.

"Live."

"That's what he wants."

Raising his trembling hand, Luther replaced Wuming who had passed away, and wiped away the tears of his junior who was still not relieved at last.

"at last..."

Luther, who was looking up at the sky, slowly opened his mouth.

"I want to take this last chance and eat some junk food."

The swordsmen were stunned for a second, then wiped away the tears on their faces, and opened the door of the book.

"Okay...we'll go buy it for you."

They left one after another, but Daqin Temple Shaluo still stayed where he was.

"You kid, do you want to die secretly by yourself?"

Luther quietly glanced at the 2-minute countdown, without affirmation or denial.

"Let me be with you in the end. It's too unfair to let the evil dragon witness your end."

The evil dragon who pretended to be dead withdrew his tongue, opened his eyes, and looked dissatisfiedly at the Swordsman of Sound who said so.

Sitting next to Luther, Daqin Temple Shaluo looked up at the sky of the fantasy world, showing a slight smile.

"Luther, the fantasy world is so beautiful. It's a pity that my dad and the others haven't seen it..."

she spoke softly.

As her voice fell, the huge book slowly opened.

"Come back so quickly?"

Daqin Temple Shaluo turned his head suspiciously, but it wasn't the swordsmen Robes who came out of the door of the book.

It was Megiddo, who was gearing up one by one, born from a wrong story, with a ferocious face.

The three cadres of mythical beasts, stories, and creatures appeared in front of them.

The story cadre with antlers bent down and picked up the almighty power of the ground.

Sneered.

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The first change, two thousand three

Volume 62: Chapter 58 Chapter [-] Inheritance

The story cadre sneered, kicked away the corpse of the Holy Lord of Truth, and stroked the book in his hand fascinatedly.

"So this is ah..."

Luther murmured, just realizing the fact that he hadn't discovered along the way.

He was thrown into this world, and from the very beginning to the end, he never met a Megiddo.

During this period, the phenomenon of the fantasy world eroding reality once ushered in a stagnation.

In fact, Wuming had already investigated the inside story of the cooperation between the Lord of Truth and the Megiddos as early as the beginning.

But now it seems that the lunatic who claims to be a god is just a pawn played by the monsters in the book from beginning to end.

"Don't come here!"

Daqin Temple Shaluo drew out the sound gun and sword Xiyin. She was so weak that she could not even lift the sword, but she still stood in front of Luther.

The dragon of the evil king roared, its crimson eyes were full of fierceness, and the dark dragon's breath was accumulated in its half-open bloody mouth.

"The ending of the story should be solemn and poignant."

Stellius said, his light voice was full of jokes.

"You who have been covered with bruises, you should not even have the strength to swing your sword now?"

It laughs and dances with the book.

"yes..."

The corners of Luther's mouth raised, and a black and purple aura emerged from his side.

The Demon King's Dragon is still on the driver at his waist.

The aura drove the body, and the dark swordsman favored by the evil dragon stood up again in a strange way.

Although the countdown is coming to an end, Luther is not dead yet.

"Swordsman of Darkness, what else can you do with your current status?"

The leader of Megiddo, a combination of multiple creatures like white tigers and antelopes, said with a sneer.

"Of course I will replace you."

The corners of his mouth raised, and a crazy smile overflowed from Luther's face again.

The hidden power of the Holy Sword of Darkness from ancient times to the present is not only the special attack on shadows.

It was a taboo and terrifying power born from the ability to seal the holy sword.

The trembling arm exhausted the last bit of strength, and inserted the Holy Sword of Darkness into the ground.

Forbidden darkness suddenly emerged, spreading from Luther's feet like a chain, and bound the three cadres of Megiddo in an instant.

"What... what power is this!?"

The three kept struggling, but they couldn't escape the shackles of darkness.

The original sneer and the confidence that success is imminent have completely disappeared.

"Goodbye."

At the end, Luther smiled calmly, the swordsman of sound reaching out to him was reflected in his crimson eyes.

The next moment, he disappeared without a trace like a little mermaid turned into a bubble, leaving only the bright red clothes floating down quietly.

The three cadres of Megiddo didn't have time to let out a scream, and disappeared along with Luther, and were permanently sealed by the darkness turned into the remaining vitality.

As the girl cried, the evil dragon also let out a mournful roar.

When the swordsmen came back with big and small bags, they saw the dark sword standing quietly on the lawn, which had lost all its luster and became a piece of scrap iron.

Sha Luo of Daqin Temple knelt beside him, weeping uncontrollably.

The price to be paid for the forbidden technique hidden by the Holy Sword of Darkness so far is not only the life of the caster, but also the eternal sleep of the Sword of Darkness.

The sleeping sword of darkness seems to be a tombstone, interpreting the ending of youth.

He did not choose to die in relief and ease, but chose to fight to the end, until the end he would burn the only remaining warm-up.

"Boss, I swear to you, I will definitely become the best Lord of Truth."

Fan An murmured, and put the bag in his hand under the Moon Dark Sword, and the swordsmen also moved forward one after another.

In an instant, all kinds of fast food that was bad for the body were piled up under the sleeping holy sword.

With Luther's efforts, the world was saved, and tomorrow will continue.