3687-Sorcerer
The uncle seemed to be stunned, standing still, and the black energy all over his body was retracted again.
Lifting the sword to block the whip, he raised his head, his eyes were clear, and half of his face had been stained red with blood, which made him feel incomplete and cold, "Enough."
Who is enough
The current'Uncle Tai' is the uncle Tai, Ning Shu tilted her head and looked at the uncle Tai, "Are you a human or a ghost?" Then he raised his whip and drew it over.
Uncle Tai's eyes condensed, as if an ice-quenched arrow pierced into people's hearts. He grabbed the magic whip, wrapped it around his hand, and pulled it vigorously.
Ning Shu steadily held on, pulling the whip, and stood opposite his uncle.
The two of them both tried hard to beat the whip, and it was a bit unbearable to beat the whip to the sky, "Fuck, what are you guys doing, I also hurt."
Especially these two people used their strength.
Sang Liang on the side closed the book and walked over and said, "I count one, two to three, and you two let go together."
Ning Shu rolled his eyes. Is this something he can't let go of
Sang Liang: "One, two, three."
Uncle Tai let go of his hand blankly, matching the blood on his face, looking like a ghost.
Uncle Tai's joints were distinct, and her extremely pale hand released the magic whip. Ning Shu glanced at him, retracted the whip, wrapped it around her waist, and looked at Sang Liang and Tai Uncle faintly.
This is misfortune, and she calmly said: "In this organization, I don't feel safe. Sorry, I am leaving."
Ning Shu didn't even feel angry in her heart, so calm, so calm.
At the beginning, Ning Shu felt that he might be angry, but at this time, he was not angry at all.
Probably when I really faced it, I didn't feel angry.
Since joining this organization, I have probably been insecure. The whole person is sharp, like a frightened bird.
She has a lot of worries when she does everything, and everything she does is wrong, because she is weak.
The world admires the strong and pity the weak, and as much admiration for the strong, it is cruel to the weak.
The weak have encountered misfortunes, even the weak ones’ fault.
There is no reason to say that people are powerful, and it is estimated that they are just for a reason.
Just when Zhengqing randomly throws it to a tasker, he is unlucky for himself.
But again and again, if you really can't get rid of it, even if you die, it won't be what some people want.
Sang Liang's expression remained unchanged and said, "You still have hundreds of years of work to do. Even if you want to leave, you should complete the transaction."
"You can leave after the transaction is completed, but you can't leave until the transaction is completed. The spirit of the contract must be respected."
Ning Shu frowned, so he would stay here for hundreds of years.
Could this be the case? Ning Shu couldn't swallow this breath in her heart.
The Fatian at his waist turned into a human form, took out the wooden sign from the meson space, and handed it over, "I don't want this thing, then the contract doesn't exist."
Ning Shu frowned, but without this sign, how to get to the Holy Land.
Fatian still went to the cub's house, otherwise, how could he perceive the god pattern.
Ning Shu looked at Fatian with some worry. Fatian took Ning Shu's hand and pinched Ning Shu's hand with his fingers, indicating that Ning Shu didn't need to worry.
Ning Shu said, "That's fine, I don't want this thing."
Sang Liang looked at Ning Shu and shook his head, "This is a deal. It's your business whether you want this thing or not and how to deal with this thing, but this deal doesn't mean that if you return this thing to us, this transaction is over."
"Don't be so naive, trading is trading."
Ning Shu let out a cry, and put the wooden sign back into Fatian's hand, "Keep it."
Fa Tian was very upset, which meant that Ning Shu would still be in this place for hundreds of years.
In fact, he doesn't use this thing anymore. In fact, this kind of wooden sign is something from the old man. It is not so much that the location of the holy land is moving, it is better to say that the old man is moving.
The silent uncle on the side said, "Return those soul powers to her."
He turned around and walked away. The blood on his face had solidified into black and red, so that half of his face was heart-shaped like a ghost, and the white cheekbones were looming in the broken and rolled flesh.
His figure got farther and farther, and finally turned into a black spot and disappeared.
Ning Shu retracted his eyes and looked at Sang Liang, "How can my loss be a bit of soul power and spiritual loss? If I don't have the ability to protect myself today, then I will die."
Just compensate for a little soul power.
Sang Liang: "You can survive. It is indeed your ability. You naturally compensate you. If you don't survive, then so what, only those who are alive are qualified to stand here and speak."
Ning Shu brushed his hair, "So, I still thank myself the most."
Sang Liang turned and left, Fatian curled his lips and said, "You will stay here for a long time."
Ning Shu spread out his hands and said, "This time I can say it completely. When the transaction was originally made, but the transaction I asked for myself, this transaction is completed, let's leave without worry."
Fatian nodded, "Then let's go back."
Ning Shu: "... I can't walk, I don't have any strength at all."
Now that it was too empty, the power of the soul was gnawed away, coupled with the inexplicable and huge power that impacted the soul, now Ning Shu's soul is so fragile that it may be broken with a single jab.
So after the battle, Ning Shu chose to calmly deal with the matter.
Fatian said, "I will carry you on my back."
Ning Shu shook her head, her soul is weak now, Fatian's hands and body can directly penetrate her soul, and she walks slowly.
As for the star stone, there is no way to deal with it, no more.
A feeling of incomparable weakness, unsustainable, hit the soul, too much force, the sequelae is continued weakness.
If the uncle and Sang Liang kill the carbine at this time, she must be a dog.
Ning Shu asked, "Where does the power in my body come from?"
I haven't seen this kind of power, and I actually have a battle with Uncle Tai, but it seems that this power doesn't seem to last, and after using it, it is extremely weak.
Very weak.
Where did it come from
Fatian touched his chin with a thoughtful look, and suddenly said, "Perhaps it is the power of faith given by peerless martial arts. Didn't you spend half your soul tied to peerless martial arts?"
Ning Shu thinks about it carefully, and thinks so, apart from that, there is no additional source of strength.
It seems that we need to provide more power of faith for peerless martial arts, so that we can also provide strength to ourselves.
In the future, everybody will publish a masterpiece martial arts, come on, practice masterful martial arts, keep fit, cure diseases, and strengthen the body without diseases.
Back to the system space, Ning Shu sat on the sofa gently, Nima's butt hurts, and when she touched something, she felt like she was about to split.
(End of this chapter)