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Chapter 89 The 89th Death in Progress

Jiang Shu looked at the statue of the god dancing with the burning flames. He was horrified. His skin was burned by the terrifying flames from a distance. Damn it, he must have the strength of the third level!

In the next second, the idol waved his hand, and a large group of black insects rushed towards Jiang Shu with his wings flashing like his slaves.

Jiang Shu felt the suffocating pressure, his heart trembled slightly, and he finally came back to his senses.

He took a deep breath, pulled out the Xinting knife, and opened the golden bell cover. Facing the frenzy of black worms that had already taken shelter, he could only fight close to his body, holding the Xinting knife tightly.

The front came out silently, pointing out the insidiousness, and within a very small range, an extremely dangerous fight was carried out.

These black worms were so powerful that they covered the sky like a black tide. Under the siege of a group of black worms, Jiang Shu moved faster and faster, bent his elbows and knees, retracted his belly and stretched out his feet.

"Break!" Jiang Shu yelled, swung his knife, and repelled all the dozen or so black worms in front of him that looked like tarsus maggots.

Facing these black worms and the strange power of evil gods, Jiang Shu was a little helpless. He never expected that he would offend such a god by mistake.

I knew I would turn around and run away!

He took out a few grenades from the space ring and threw them at the group of black insects.

The grenades bombarded the flying black worms. Every time a grenade was fired, the densely packed black worms were scattered and turned into a puff of black smoke.

Ten grenades were thrown over, and the Black Bug's offensive finally eased a bit.

However, at this moment, the statue suddenly let out an indescribable and strange cry. He flapped his arms, and the skulls hidden behind him immediately seemed to be stimulated by something, and they made a ghostly cry and hissing sound again. , a ball of green light emerged from his pupils. Although the black insects were killed by Jiang Shu, these skeletons seemed to be more troublesome than those black insects.

Jiang Shu looked at the white "skeleton army" that looked like locusts, and felt his scalp was numb. He quickly bit the tip of his tongue to concentrate.

After entering the ruins, Jiang Shu didn't have a good rest at all, and continued hunting, which exhausted the aura in his body, and even his spirit began to appear short-term trance caused by excessive fatigue. The ghostly screams were like silver needles piercing his nerves, causing him a burst of pain.

There was a trance in his consciousness, and he heard a sigh.

Sigh from Xiao Jin.

[The fastest way to advance in Shenming Kung Fu is to kill people, because the aura extracted from humans is the purest, and compared to other weird creatures, humans are the easiest to kill. 】

[You know this. Many people are not as strong as you. You could have had a faster path to promotion, but you didn't choose that path. The people you killed were all people who deserved to be killed, people who deserved to be killed, but the world Most people in the world are not guilty of death, and they are not worthy of death. If you don't advance to the fifth rank now, this situation may not be broken. 】

Xiao Jin's voice came from his mind, with a hint of reproach, as if he was speaking to Jiang Shu or talking to himself.

Xiao Jin took a deep breath, [Since you are kind to this world, for your growth, I can only let you die!Let yourself die to squeeze your own aura, your heart is still not cold enough! 】

At that moment, in front of Jiang Shu's eyes were the rushing skull, the grinning necromancer, and the crazy dancing idol. He couldn't fall down, but he didn't have the strength, and he felt drowsy, and his big hands seemed to cover him. His eyes were closed, his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

Jiang Shu had a long dream.

He felt cold, and the vague light swayed in the darkness, like a distant lighthouse floating at the end of the sea.

Jiang Shu couldn't feel his limbs. He barely lifted his eyelids and opened a gap between his eyes.

It was hazy, as if it was in a narrow room.

There were two people in front of him, a man and a woman, standing naked in front of him, holding a flashlight to him in the dark.

They are all very familiar people. One is his girlfriend of three years, and the other is his good brother.

The man was smiling at him, his smile was cold.The woman looked guilty, but pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

"Xiao Jiang, go on your way with peace of mind. You can't afford Xiao Hong. I will come to collect your body tomorrow morning. I will definitely give you the most expensive crematorium in the city and the cemetery with the best feng shui."

In the dark bathroom, the man took off the shower head, threw it into the bathtub, and slightly raised the switch. Jiang Shu was drugged. He had no strength at all and could only watch the water slowly rise.

The scene switches again.

In the midst of wandering, Jiang Shu seemed to be playing games with his best friend in an Internet cafe all night, with noisy voices circling in his ears.

"Jungle, do you have a brain problem, a wilder who Amumu went to fight against male guns?"

"You are a waste who has been single-killed three times, do you have the nerve to say me?"

Jiang Shu looked at his gray screen silently.

"0-3-0." Everything was so familiar, he suddenly felt a pain in his head, his eyes went dark, and he passed out!

The scene continued to switch. This time, he was wearing a suit and holding an umbrella. It seemed that he had just finished work and was about to go home. The lights above the city were as pale as a dying patient, and the slippery steel pipes on the roadside were covered with darkness. Red rust, it may also be coagulated blood.

However, just as he was crossing the road, a large truck that was supposed to stop at the zebra crossing and wait for the red light crashed into him in the entanglement of noise and loneliness!
Then, Jiang Shu was crushed and torn apart. This time, there wasn't even a whole fucking body.
Unspeakable pain came, and before he had time to scream or even fear, his consciousness quickly blurred.

Death continues.
This time, Jiang Shu turned into a Predator, and under the siege of countless aliens, he turned into scum, and then the slag was swallowed by the aliens, leaving no bones, and the blood overflowing from his body was licked clean by the aliens.

This way of death is getting worse every time.

However, if it is said that Jiang Shu's heart is hit the hardest, that is still the first way of death.

Even though he has seen such plots countless times in novels, he still couldn't accept it when it actually happened to him.

Then, amid fanatical cheers, he seemed to be pulled onto the guillotine, and someone roared excitedly: "Go to hell, you murderer!"

"A murderer who deserves it!"

Then he died again.

Repeated countless times, dying over and over again, different patterns of death, traditional methods of death, non-traditional methods of death, and some methods of death are extremely painful, such as being executed by waterboarding, being poisoned to death, being stuffed into a meat grinder, It's like living the miserable life of different bad boys over and over again.

I simply couldn't die anymore, I don't know how many times I died.

At the end of his life, he was almost numb. Could he give himself a break?
(End of this chapter)