Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 207 Come to Me (V)
A group of four, starting from the Spirit Hall, embarked on a journey to the Star Luo Empire.

There is no foreshadowing, no epic background story, and no heavy burden of national hatred, family hatred, and love for children.

Just picking a time at random, the group started their own journey.

Everyone first marched towards a certain city on the only way for a few days, and when they arrived, they were going to resupply there.

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and many more?

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Etc., etc?

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Wait wait wait wait?

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here is?
Cao Bailu was like a soft puppet without a bone support, its limbs curved in a strange arc.

But he felt no pain.

He was not even conscious.

Except for the belief in his heart like the dawn of the end of the world, Cao Bailu has nothing else.

He is like a lonely believer, walking on his own pilgrimage, without companions, only alone.

Perhaps, even the belief that supported him along the way is just a ridiculous empty talk.

But Cao Bailu didn't care, he just walked on all the way without complaining.

Because he doesn't even have the right to complain.

[Have I resurrected again? . . 】

[I can't see it. . . 】

[Can't see anything. . . 】

【Am I blind? . . 】

[Haha, it’s okay to be blind. . .It's okay to be blind. . . 】

Thinking so, Cao Bailu got up.

[With resurrection after resurrection, has my body already started to collapse? . . 】

[From the beginning, I was able to rely on Bai Yujing to travel, but now I can only rely on Bai Yujing to survive. . . 】

[I really don’t know how many times I can last. . . 】

Cao Bailu stood up under the dark sight.

The noise of cars on the street like flowing water and horses like dragons is so small in my ears.

It's so small that it can't even cover Cao Bailu's heartfelt voice.

[Has your hearing also started to break down? . . 】

[I can still hear it, it’s not too bad. . . 】

After feeling that he stood up straight, Cao Bailu took a hard breath.

For him now, even taking a breath is such a torment, that every time he mobilizes his power, his whole body will suffer a piercing pain.

[Sheep Horn Alley. . . 】

[I'm going to Sheep Horn Alley. . . 】

Cao Bailu really thought so.

It's just that his body doesn't do that.

With a muffled sound, Cao Bailu fell to the ground again.

He couldn't even understand how he fell down.

[It's ridiculous. . . 】

[I lost the chain at the critical moment, as expected of me. . . 】

[However, I didn't understand what was going on until I died, so I was really unwilling. . . 】

The tingling pain first spread all over the body, and then gradually dissipated.

Cao Bailu understood that he was about to die.

[This time, it may be that I am really going to die. . . 】

【hehe. . .Thank you for your company all the way, this broken novel is over. . . 】

[Unfortunately, I still died so uselessly this time. 】

【There is no other way. . . 】

[Stop chatting, let me have a good sleep. . . 】

[I really, really haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time. 】

【grateful. . .Thank you for your support all the way. . . 】

[Sleep. . .I really fell asleep. . . 】

【Good night. . . 】

Cao Bailu's consciousness was sluggish, and his soul began to sink into a dark deep sea.

Everything is so illusory and unreal.

The blue sea waves wrapped Cao Bailu's sinking body.

He is like a whale falling, singing his own epic in this ocean of souls.

Cao Bailu finally realized that he, the high-spirited Cao Bailu, was so weak and powerless in front of this world.

Falling, falling.

The deep sea has bottomed out.

Of course, the soul is also silent.

Cao Bailu will no longer wake up.

This time, he was really dead.

　It's not over!There is another volume!

　　This wave, this wave is a feint.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)