Purple light flows on the Tao Fruit.
Crystal clear as jade.
The most important thing is that in addition to the deep lines on the surface of this Dao Fruit, there is something faintly about to break out inside.
Of course, this is not the issue that Fang Zheng is most concerned about right now.
What he is most concerned about now is, how to eat this thing
If other Dao Fruits are the size of a fist, then this Dao Fruit is as huge as ten fists, which puts Fang Zhengzheng in a bit of a dilemma.
The mouth is not big enough.
This is the most immediate problem.
It's impossible to break this Dao Fruit into ten parts, right
First, let’s put aside the question of whether we can break up the relationship. Even if we can break it off...
Fang Zhengzheng didn't dare either.
He clearly remembered what happened when the setting sun destroyed his two Dao Fruits.
When the Dao Fruit explodes, of course the energy contained in it cannot continue to exist. After all, this is a Dao Fruit, not an orange, and can be divided at will.
He looked around and found that there were not many Dao Fruits left. The second time he ate it, he gained experience and ate it faster.
As for chewing
This is definitely impossible.
After all, Fang Zhengzheng was not sure whether his teeth would break after biting down the Dao Fruit. He didn't care about anything else, so he just swallowed the rest first.
"Eat, I'll eat!"
With a cruel move, Fang Zhengzheng finally swallowed the remaining Dao Fruit completely.
At this moment, the battle in the sky was already extremely fierce. Figures rushed forward one after another, and then were directly photographed.
The sound of corpses falling to the ground was endless.
However, no one stopped.
This is a real moth flying into the flame. Even though he knows that he will die, he still pounces on it regardless of his own life. Everything is just for the victory of this war.
Southern Territory, the land of warriors.
Fang Zhengzheng is not a person who likes war, because it is too cruel, and many families will be destroyed after a war.
But war has been a common occurrence since ancient times.
Countries and countries, countries and countries, tribes and tribes, people and people are fighting all the time. As long as there is fighting, war is simply unavoidable.
The only solution is...
Make yourself a winner.
Fang Zhengzheng really wants to win now, because if he doesn't win, he can only lose, and once he loses, there is only one way, and that is death.
No one wants to die.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't want to do it anymore, so he stood up, with all kinds of lights shining on his body, holding the last Dao Fruit in his hand, which was flowing with purple brilliance.
The mouth opened suddenly.
What should I do if I can’t swallow it
Then swallow it hard!
Fang Zhengzheng knew very well how powerful the setting sun was.
So, of course, he can't leave any escape route for himself. What if his mouth bursts? It's okay, I have returned to the Light Realm, and if my mouth is broken, I can patch it up again.
Swallow it hard!
This is a job that requires not only skills, but also enough courage and courage.
Fang Zhengzheng did it.
But soon, he regretted it.
The moment he used enough strength to slam the purple Dao Fruit in his hand into his mouth, he really felt what it meant to live worse than death.
"Crack!"
The tooth was broken directly.
In addition to the teeth, the mouth was directly stretched open.
This is an extremely tragic scene.
It was so miserable that even the surrounding Nanzai soldiers who were ready to rush forward and fight the setting sun were completely stunned. Each and every Nanzai soldier looked at Fang Zhengzheng.
Looking at the huge purple Dao Fruit that had only been swallowed less than a small mouthful, and the mouth that had been completely stretched.
They were really confused.
What are you doing? !
Not only the soldiers in the Southern Territory were a little confused, the nearly 100,000 demon soldiers, but also the Dragon Guards and Mountain Breakers who had suffered heavy casualties were also a little confused.
For a moment, they suddenly felt that their sacrifice seemed somewhat worthless.
because…
They all have a feeling.
That is, Fang Zhengzheng will definitely choke to death!
If this really becomes true.
So why are they working so hard now? Just to buy Fang Zhengzheng time to choke himself to death
Is it like this...
Damn it!
At this moment, the fierce war stopped strangely.
Even if it is just a momentary stop, it is enough to explain the mood of everyone on the battlefield now.
Pingyang's eyes were widened, and she looked at Fang Zhengzheng, whose face was flushed, with a pair of clear water eyes. If she could move, she would definitely not mind helping Fang Zhengzheng now.
Give that Dao Fruit a hard kick and make Fang Zhengzheng choke to death!
There was a bitter smile on Chi Guyan's lips. It was a bitter smile. She had never felt like she did now that knowing Fang Zhengzheng was a mistake.
Yun Qingwu was also a little bitter.
However, she did not keep her gaze fixed on Fang Zhengzheng. Instead, she raised her head slightly and looked at the setting sun bathing in the golden holy light in the sky with a pair of phoenix eyes.
She suddenly felt...
Perhaps, disabled people don't need to do this at all.
Because some guys will die on their own even if others don't do anything to them.
Like now.
The golden characters on Can Yang's forehead were still flashing, but his hand stopped subconsciously. If his thought just now was to prevent Fang Zhengzheng from swallowing the Dao Fruit at all costs.
So, what he is thinking now is...
Let's give him some time.
After all, death by choking is really rare.
Fang Zhengzheng's face was now very red. The redness of a red apple was no longer enough to describe it. It was red full of blood, and the blood vessels under the skin were almost about to burst completely.
He really regretted it a little bit.
What should we do now
Spit it out
All right…
This is too embarrassing.
No, if I spit it out now, wouldn’t all my hard work be in vain? And, most importantly, he had a feeling that when he forced the purple Dao Fruit into his mouth, the energy that was raging in his body seemed to calm down.
That's a very weird feeling.
Just like a group of lambs that are constantly fighting, they suddenly see a wolf, a hungry wolf. It is a kind of shock, a king-like shock.
As the saying goes, if there are no dragons, there will be chaos.
Fang Zhengzheng was not sure whether the purple Dao Fruit in his mouth could quell the chaos of the king, but what was certain was that the energy contained in this Dao Fruit was definitely stronger than other Dao Fruits.
So…
Just take a gamble!
Anyway, we have come this far, and it is impossible to give up.
Fang Zhengzheng wanted to shout to encourage himself, but he couldn't because the entire mouth was completely stretched without a single gap.
Therefore, he could only blush and raise his fists.
One punch!
It hit the purple Dao Fruit directly.
"Come in!" Fang Zhengzheng shouted in his heart.
Then…
He felt that the purple Dao really came in, but as a result, his mouth that was originally split opened again.
pain!
It's no longer enough to describe Fang Zheng's current situation.
He is holding back now.
He was so suffocated that he couldn't even breathe, and he was so suffocated that tears fell down.
That's right, Fang Zhengzheng cried.
He rarely cries.
However, at this moment, he really cried. It was a sequelae caused by the tear glands being stretched out of shape. Of course, there was also sadness in his heart.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at Fang Zhengzheng.
Looking at the figure whose face was red from being choked by Dao Guo and who was jumping and jumping on the ground, everyone subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
It is a real feeling that makes you feel uncomfortable even just looking at it.
"This guy won't really be choked to death, right?"
At a certain moment, everyone and the devil had such an idea in their hearts. It was hard for them to believe that such a thing would happen, but in fact...
Now it seems that such a thing is really happening again.
Fang Zheng was very sad now. He wanted to hit him to death because this feeling was really not something a normal person could endure.
That feeling of being stuck, unable to get in, and unable to spit it out.
Only those who have truly experienced it...
Only then can you understand how painful it is!
As the old saying goes, you can't become fat in one bite, right
This sentence originally meant that people should not be too greedy, but now, Fang Zhengzheng felt another meaning in this sentence.
Really, life is worse than death!
But is there a way out
No!
Then we can only hold on, hold on!
Fang Zhengzheng ignored the gazes around him and took a deep breath. Then, his two fists fell on the purple Dao Fruit like raindrops.
"Bang bang bang..."
A sound like raindrops sounded.
And as these sounds continued to sound, the purple Dao Fruit finally moved slowly towards Fang Zhengzheng's mouth bit by bit.
finally…
After nearly a hundred punches.
The purple Dao Fruit was blasted in.
At this moment, Fang Zhengzheng discovered that he had encountered a new problem. His throat seemed to be stuck, more specifically, the purple Dao Fruit was stuck in his throat.
Can't get down!
what to do
In fact, there is really no need to ask this question.
because…
The only solution is to bomb again.
At this point, there is no way out even to spit it out.
"boom!"
A heavy punch with all his strength hit the purple Dao Fruit.
At this moment, Fang Zhengzheng felt like his throat was completely bursting. It was a burning feeling, like a basin of hot oil being swallowed by him in one gulp.
"Gulu!"
Along with this soul-stirring sound, Fang Zhengzheng's body also trembled, which was the cramp caused by severe pain.
Next, Fang Zhengzheng's legs went weak.
He immediately fell to the ground.
"Sure enough... he was choked to death, right?"
Looking at Fang Zhengzheng, who was lying on the ground without any movement, such a thought almost appeared in the hearts of nearly one hundred thousand demon soldiers at the same time.
Xing Yuanguo's face was a little purple.
That was certainly not caused by the increasingly weaker purple light shining on him, nor was it caused by his injuries, but rather, his heart.
A wounded heart.
If I had known this was the case, why would I rush out
What kind of person did he place all his hopes on
Heart…
Really broken!
Just as heartbroken as Xing Yuanguo were the Dragon Guards, the Poshan Army, and the tens of thousands of Southern Territory soldiers.
All eyes were fixed on Fang Zhengzheng. They didn't believe that Fang Zhengzheng, who could still fight the setting sun in the sky just now, died like this.
Moreover, he was still choked to death.
But…
The reality seems to be like this.
Too cruel!
On top of Tieqiu, there were still two figures standing.
One was wearing a white scholar's uniform, and the other was covered in luxurious animal skins, which were stained with blood.
They are Nangong Hao and Shan Ling.
Nangong Hao didn't rush out like Xing Yuanguo did, and neither did Shan Ling.
"What are you waiting for?" Shan Ling looked at Fang Zhengzheng who was lying on the ground, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was talking to himself.
"No need to wait." Nangong Hao shook his head gently.
"I never thought that Nangong Hao, the most talented person in the world, would sometimes be afraid of death?" Shan Ling's smile remained unchanged.
"Someone must stay." Nangong Hao did not refute.
"Stay?" Shan Ling's expression froze slightly, and his eyes turned sharply to Nangong Hao. Looking at Nan Zhonghao's calm face, he subconsciously held his hand on the handle of the knife.
"I have a national contract here. If there is no problem, just sign it." Nangong Hao did not look at Shan Ling, but slowly took out a roll of golden brocade silk from his arms.
Just throw it away.
The golden brocade silk turned into an arc and landed in front of Shan Ling.
"Guobang contract?!" Shan Ling's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the brocade in front of him. The hand holding the handle of the knife was obviously a little white: "It turns out... you are the real Holy Envoy of Great Xia!"
"Yes." Nangong Hao nodded lightly.
"What if I don't sign?" Shan Ling's eyes turned cold.
"Your Majesty, why do you think I stayed?" Nangong Hao said calmly.
"Nangong Hao, my prince admits that you are indeed a genius. At such a young age, you already have strength comparable to the reincarnation realm. However, can you alone kill my prince?" Shan Ling's aura surged.
"Your Majesty, you might as well give it a try." Nangong Hao slowly turned his eyes to Shan Ling, slowly raised his hand and held it on the Wuwei Sword behind his back, as if he was seeking Shan Ling's opinion.
Shan Ling's expression changed again.
He looked at Nangong Hao, then at the nearly 100,000 demon soldiers not far away, as well as the Dragon Guards and Mountain Breakers who were mixed with the soldiers from the Southern Territory.
His teeth clenched.
"Five years, within five years, the Southern Territory will become the kingdom of Great Xia!" Shan Ling's hand held the handle of the knife tightly, and his body was trembling slightly.
"Ten years, this is the bottom line." Nangong Hao shook his head.
"Okay, ten years is ten years, but I have one condition..." When Shan Ling said this, his tone paused slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Fang Zhengyi, who was lying on the ground not far away. After hesitating for a moment, he finally He gritted his teeth again: "Within ten years, the tribute paid by our southern region will be reduced by half!"
"This article has been written in the Guobang contract, please sign it." Nangong Hao nodded, and changed the title of Shan Ling from Crown Prince to His Royal Highness.
"Already written?!" Shan Ling's expression was obviously surprised.
There was obvious disbelief on his face, and he subconsciously picked up the brocade silk in his hand. As soon as he opened it, the expression on his face completely changed.
Just as Nangong Hao said.
At the end of the brocade, there is indeed such a line.
Moreover, the deadline on the brocade silk has already been written for ten years. In addition, there is a bright red seal at the end of the brocade silk.
Four words in the letter, the emperor’s treasure!
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it... All of this was within your calculations, Da Xia. Yes, haha, very good!" Shan Ling smiled, a little crazy.
Immediately, he also put his finger to his lips and bit it.
then…
A blood seal was printed on the brocade silk.
Shan Ling didn't say anything else. He squeezed the brocade silk in his hand tightly, but after a moment, he finally let go. When he threw his hand, the brocade silk turned into a stream of light and fell into Nangong Hao's hand.
Nangong Hao nodded and said nothing more. He just slowly stuffed the brocade silk back into his arms. At the same time, his hand once again grasped the hilt of the Wuwei Sword.
The figure moved.
A stream of light also jumped down from the Iron Qiu tribe and flew towards the sky.
Shan Ling looked at Nangong Hao's figure, biting his lips tightly, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his breath seemed extremely unstable.
anger.
Anger from within.
But soon, his anger was replaced by surprise.
Because, when he looked at Nangong Hao, the corner of his eye happened to fall subconsciously on a figure lying on the ground.
Then…
He saw that the figure seemed to move. (To be continued.)