1024 Chapter 968

Haitang and Feng Xin didn't survive for long under RUO Yu and Hua Jian's pursuit. Although they used all sorts of methods to fight and retreat, and even released a second wave of killer bees to delay, RUO Yu's personal strength was still very obvious.

Even if RUO Yu did not activate her soul's will, her physical skills were enough to suppress the two players with Level C combat ability. What's more ... She also had flower's help. On the premise that both sides had medical support players and the number of people was equal, to put it bluntly, it was to see how strong the other main combat member was.

It was obvious that in this kind of terrain and distance, players with marksmanship were at a disadvantage. He could only admit that he was unlucky to have met an opponent like RUO Yu ...

Therefore, after almost ten minutes of escape, attack, and defense, the news of the death of [iron Haitang] and [Feng xinzi] reached the ears of his teammates.

At this moment, Bloody Rose was also forced into a corner by the bloody corpse God ...

Even though the bloody corpse God was not at its peak, it was still easy for him to cast [fear projection] in a small area.

Under the pressure of the increasing terror points, Bloodrose's performance was clearly affected. It was almost impossible to turn the situation around once he lost his cool when facing a BOSS-level summoned creature like the bloody zombie God, which had extremely powerful physical skills and high-speed regeneration ability.

To make matters worse ... Wang Tanzhi quickly rushed to the bloody zombie God's side to help. This way, Bloody Rose's last hope of 'holding on until the bloody zombie God's duration ended' was completely destroyed.

At this point in the semi-finals, the outcome ... Was basically clear.

............

In the early morning, the gentle light passed through the mist and lit up the cherry Garden with a pink glow.

At this moment, the cold corpse lying on the ground ... Was slowly recovering its body temperature.

Her chest started to rise and fall again.

Her face also gradually turned red.

Her appearance, skin, and body shape ... Had also returned to the state of a young girl.

After a while, Lin Yan opened her eyes.

And the first person she saw ... Was Feng bujue.

"You ..." Lin Yan did not appear to be very excited. She was still a little confused,"is this ... A dream ..."

"No." Feng bujue was sitting cross-legged beside her. He glared at her with his dead fish eyes."If you have something that you can only say to me in your dreams, or something that you can only do to me in your dreams, I advise you to give up on that thought immediately."

His words made Lin Yan sober up.

"I ..." Lin Yan propped herself up,"I ... I'm not dead?"

"He's dead," "About the time it takes to brew Three Cups of Tea," Feng bujue replied.

"Then I ..." Lin Yan wanted to ask something, but when the words were about to come out of her mouth, her eyes happened to sweep across Cao Xin, who was not far away.

At this moment, eunuch Cao was sitting under a cherry tree. For some reason, his black hair had turned white, and his skin had become dry and wrinkled.

But ... Lin Yan recognized him at a glance. Even though he had aged dozens of years in an instant, she could still recognize that the old man was her foster father.

"Foster father!" Lin Yan let out a soft cry and quickly got up. She grabbed the old man's arm and asked with concern,"foster father, what's wrong with you?"

"Hehe ... Godfather is fine ..." A relieved smile appeared on Cao Xin's face. He looked deeply at Lin Yan."I ... I'm just tired ... It's time to rest."

"This ..." Lin Yan's eyes started to tear up. She turned around with anger and sadness to glare at Feng bujue."Did that Feng guy do something to you?"

"Hey, hey ... Are you blaming me again?" Feng bujue stood up and patted the dust off his body.

"No... Yan 'er, you've misunderstood ..." Cao Xin's voice sounded weak, but he still tried his best to raise his voice."If Master Feng didn't help, you wouldn't have been able to come back to life."

"What the hell ..." Lin Yan looked at Cao Xin in confusion,"...What the hell is going on?"

"To put it simply ..." Feng bujue saw that Cao Xin was having a hard time talking, so he cut in first."Your foster father sacrificed all his cultivation and combined it with my special mantra to revive you."

Actually, this matter wasn't complicated at all if he were to go into detail ...

First, Cao Xin transferred all the power of the Tao Wu Dao fruit manual that he had learned when he entered the Dao (one of eunuch Cao's two secret techniques and the other was the sunflower manual) to Feng bujue.

Then, brother Jue made use of the instant damage from the NPC's burning of his own data ... To increase the replay's performance.

In the following period of time, the effect of REWRITE was not just to "reset a target to the state it was a few seconds ago." There were many things that this ability could do ...

Within a few seconds, Feng bujue had completed the simulation of the series of actions with zero time difference. Then, he used the method of rewriting and guiding the data to transfer the power of eternity that the staff of Asklepius had given him (the ability to revive once) to Lin Yan and made some slight adjustments to the effect.

For the first time in decades, the fog in the burial heart Valley ... Dispersed.

Yesterday, many people had come here, and the vast majority of them would stay on this land forever.

But there were still some people who left alive.

Feng bujue and his teammates left. They turned into white light and disappeared without saying goodbye to anyone.

Yuan Kuang and the other martial arts heroes who survived also left. When Alliance master Yuan left, he also brought with him Cao Xin's instructions, the secret manuals for the silent skill, four symbols divine skill, and mountain moving iron hand. He returned with a full load.

After that, the title of 'chief of the martial arts world' accompanied Yuan Kuang for many years.

Who would have thought that this mediocre man who had achieved nothing before the age of thirty would become an immortal legend in the pugilistic world? After that day, he was not only the alliance leader in name, but also the "invincible" and "true to his name" Supreme martial artist.

Under Yuan Kuang's leadership, the entire martial arts world could be said to be peaceful and prosperous.

The ironic thing was that a hundred years later, in order to compete for the Alliance master's throne and the martial arts legacy left behind by Yuan Kuang, an unprecedented dispute broke out in the martial arts world. In the end, the Imperial court took advantage of the situation and intervened, reaping the benefits without doing anything.

From then on, there would be no more Jianghu in this world.

............

What was the life span? Passing away like frost. Time no longer arrived, and the splendor no longer shone.

A few decades later, in the same dying autumn.

A woman, holding a camel, came to the burial heart Manor.

The once prosperous villa was now in ruins.

However, the strange cherry blossoms that bloomed in autumn still bloomed on time every year.

In the morning, the woman came to a cherry tree.

She looked at the cherry tree in front of her and stood there for a few seconds. Then, she untied a pot of wine from her belt and took a sip. She moaned under the influence of the alcohol.

"The wind and clouds of the world come from my generation,

Once he entered the pugilistic world, time passed quickly.

Imperial hegemony laughed and said,

I can't live a drunken life ..."

As she recited till here, she gently stretched out her Jade fingers and lowered the wine pot, allowing the wine to flow down to the tree.

"...Carrying a sword, riding a horse and swinging a Phantom rain,

The corpses flew away like startled birds.

Things are like the tide, people are like water,

I'm only lamenting the return of a few people in the pugilistic world ..."

The wine had run dry, but the poem had not finished.

Her voice was still very pleasant, but her tone revealed her exhaustion. She still looked very young, but her eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"...The one who returns is tired,

A beautiful woman born with a white head.

Mo Wen asked,

He picked up a flower and finished the wine. "

She raised her tender neck and poured the last few drops of wine into her mouth before turning around ...

At this moment, a gust of wind blew over, lifting her long hair.

It was a head of white hair.

It was as white as snow.

And under the White hair that fluttered in the wind was a young girl's face.

Every year on this day, she would return here.

Perhaps, she was only here to visit an old friend and reminisce.

Or perhaps, she was looking forward to ... A reunion, a meeting. (To be continued.) "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)