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Fatty looked at the surrounding cave walls, and soon came to the end,
"Strange, it's impossible. There's really nothing. Why dig a hole?"
The fat man pulled out the short knife around his waist and knocked around the cave wall, but when he reached the right cave wall, he knocked nothing.
"Hey, this stinky Taoist priest was caught by your fat man, right?"
The fat man laughed immediately, and without hesitation walked towards the cave wall on the right where there seemed to be no way.
The moment he was about to hit the wall, the scenery in front of him changed instantly, and he finally saw Zhang Yan.
The other party turned his back to him as if he was looking at a painting in front of him, and his whole figure was as natural as an exiled fairy.
That back, inexplicably, was a little more strange.
For some reason, the fat man stopped subconsciously: "Taoist, Zhang Yan! What are you looking at?"
Zhang Yan didn't look back, and didn't even shake his long hair behind him, and said calmly, "You go, we're breaking up."
That voice was as jade-like as ever, but it was twice as cold and indifferent.
The fat man blinked, a little confused, and even felt a little overwhelmed: "Taoist priest, what are you talking about? What's wrong with you?""
Zhang Yan finally turned around, glanced at him casually, and said indifferently: "The things behind this are very important, I don't want outsiders to see, so you can't be here."
The fat man's voice became louder, "You mother, I'm an outsider?"
"Yes……"
Zhang Yan said indifferently: "You should go..."
The fat man was on fire, and immediately stepped forward: "Go as soon as you say, I don't want to..."
His voice stopped suddenly - because a sword was pointed at his neck from afar.
Looking at the sword pointed at him not far in front of him, the fat man's eyes turned red,
He pointed at himself, his face turned red, and he couldn't believe it: "Zhang Yan, you motherfucker, you pointed your sword at me? You actually pointed your sword at me?!"
Looking at the fat man who exploded, the increasingly unfamiliar figure remained unmoved, his eyes were indifferent as if looking at a dead object: "Go forward, die."
The fat man fixed his eyes on Zhang Yan, but he didn't see the slightest hint of a joke in his eyes.As if what he saw was no longer a human being, "You really want to kill me, huh?"
Zhang Yan didn't speak at all, but indifferently raised the tip of his sword slightly.
Seeing Zhang Yan's actions without any hesitation or emotion, the fat man was dumbfounded, as if something was missing in his eyes.
Frowning slightly on the opposite side, and about to move again, he tried his best, nodded, and said harshly, "Okay! I'll go, I'll go now! I'll pretend I never knew you!"
"From now on, the road will be open to the sky, each side will go!"
The fat man turned around and walked back without hesitation.
Zhang Yan behind him also silently turned around again.
The moment Zhang Yan turned around, the fat man turned his head violently and ran towards Zhang Yan at the fastest speed in his life——
"His grandma! Die! I can't swallow this breath! Come and kill me! If you don't dare to labor, I will beat you to death!"
Zhang Yan's originally ice-like expression finally showed a hint of consternation, and he raised his sword subconsciously——
Looking at the movement of the person opposite, the fat man closed his eyes sadly, but he didn't stop at all——
At the moment of collision, Fatty only felt a slight pain in his neck.
The fat man who thought his neck had been smeared then slammed into a black door firmly.
"boom-!"
"Illusion! It turned out to be an illusion again! Haha, I won, I won!! This is really not a Taoist priest, not a Taoist priest! He will not kill me! I will crush this stinky Taoist priest to death later!"
Fatty touched his immediately swollen forehead, and sat down on the ground as soon as his feet softened, crying and laughing at once, but before the crying and laughing stopped, he suddenly stopped himself, turned his head suddenly, and saw a A lone black-ridged white-edged sword stood where "Zhang Yan" was originally standing.
Fatty stared blankly at the sword that lost its owner, and suddenly a great sense of panic swept through his heart——
He looked stiffly at the black door beside him, shivering and quickly got up, and slammed open the door. At that moment, a strange fragrance reached his nostrils instantly through the gas mask.
"road--"
Looking at the strange black lines covering the entire ground and the familiar and haggard white figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the lines, the fat man was stunned.
"Zhang Yan——!"
He dropped the knife and rushed up.
As his senses deteriorated over time, Zhang Yan, who could no longer grasp the passage of time, asked silently in his heart, "How much time is left before the end?"
[You only have 1:23:36 left, please interrupt the forbidden technique as soon as possible and save yourself]
One hour left...
Zhang Yan calmly thought about what he should do in this hour, and then suddenly realized that there was nothing he could do.
It seems that the last bit of time in my life can only be wasted.
"I'm just passing by..."
"Only suitable for solo..."
"This is fate..."
Zhang Yan thought about those words silently, and suddenly thought of another question. Speaking of which, he still doesn't know the name of the person he missed the appointment with.
In the Zhang family, the most important thing in life is the surname, and the least important thing is the first name. However, they only have their first name as the only representative of themselves.
so what is his name
Zhang Yan fell into deep thought in his heart,
What is his name?
he……
As his thoughts became more and more sluggish, the thoughts in his heart gradually became blurred.
Zhang……
open……
"Zhang Yan——!"
Like a thunderbolt from the sky,
The mind that had already started to stagnate finally began to move slowly again, "Who called me? Can someone come to pick up someone who has no reincarnation?"
At this time, an external force came suddenly, Zhang Yan finally felt the sensation from his body, someone was pulling him back desperately, "Zhang Yan! Wake up! Who did this! I killed him! Zhang Yan! You Get up, motherfucker!"
"Is it fat? How did he come here? Not good! That forbidden technique! Don't let him get the forbidden technique of karma!"
Zhang Yan's originally chaotic thoughts immediately came to his senses, and he tried his best to hold his breath to make himself speak, "Pardon, no reason, don't talk about it, I did it myself, you hurry up."
With the issuance of the pardon, the black lines that had been silently winding towards the fat man suddenly began to fade away.
Finally hearing Zhang Yan's low hoarse response, the fat man finally heaved a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he instantly felt his body relax a lot, but his hands still refused to relax.
Taking advantage of the moment when his body was unobstructed, the fat man immediately seized the opportunity to drag Zhang Yan away from where he was finally, and pulled him to the door, and began to curse: "Go away, sister, are you fucking sick? Playing sitting and transforming, you! You have suddenly become an old man in your [-]s and [-]s, but I can recognize your clothes. If I don’t come this time, you will be finished!"
"puff--"
Zhang Yan, who was so violently pulled up, immediately spit out a mouthful of black blood, but his withered body began to fill up abnormally, his skin began to turn red, and his temperature began to rise slightly.
Fatty, who had already started to feel a little dizzy, was startled when he saw this situation, "Taoist! How are you, huh?"
He slapped himself hard, let himself wake up, dropped the backpack on his body without hesitation, and carried Zhang Yan on his back, "Hold on, I'll take you out!"
Zhang Yan, who temporarily regained his language ability, took a breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "This is the flashback after the backlash of the forbidden technique. I can't live anymore. You hurry up and leave, the air here is poisonous, and you won't be able to leave if you stay any longer."
"Fuck your mother's forbidden technique, then I have to take you away. We have thick skin and can handle it. You will die here like this."
Zhang Yan was silent for two seconds, and took the time to calmly say: "Fatty, listen to me, the poison in the air is poisonous for me, there is no antidote, and my skin will start to fester in 15 minutes. This air poison is not fatal to you for the time being, you can be saved if you go out quickly, but once you take me with you, poison after poison, you will only be buried with me in the end."
"I believe you ghost, let's talk about it after you die! Go, there must be a way to save you when you go back!"
"Don't you understand?! The formula of the corpse water was made according to the corpse water when the medicine man died! Now I die with the same power as it!"
Zhang Yan finally became urgent: "Could you fuck it up a bit? I can't live anymore! If you carry me on your back, you'll have to die together! This is stupid at all, cough cough cough... put me down quickly!"
"Go away, you're paralyzed, it's impossible, I can't even explain my innocence.
And you think I'm naive, what do you say I believe?
It means that the naivety is still outside, even if he is here, he will definitely not listen to you about this matter. "
Fatty carried Zhang Yan on his back without stopping, and said while running, "Don't talk about it, Taoist priest. The corpse water is the corpse water. This time, I either die or I live to take you out to save your life!"
Zhang Yan calmed down again: "Impossible, I can live for an hour, how can you save me?"
The fat man didn't speak, until he got closer and closer to the entrance of the cave, he turned his head and said with a smile: "Then I have to take you out of here to meet Tian Zhen first, after that you will really die on the road,
When the time comes, let's wrap your corpse in your clothes, tie a bow in the box, find a chance to give it to my brother, and tell him that this is the ash box of your other brother Zhang Yan. I tried my best, but I didn't keep it, sorry. "
Fatty looked at the surrounding cave walls, and soon came to the end,
"Strange, it's impossible. There's really nothing. Why dig a hole?"
The fat man pulled out the short knife around his waist and knocked around the cave wall, but when he reached the right cave wall, he knocked nothing.
"Hey, this stinky Taoist priest was caught by your fat man, right?"
The fat man laughed immediately, and without hesitation walked towards the cave wall on the right where there seemed to be no way.
The moment he was about to hit the wall, the scenery in front of him changed instantly, and he finally saw Zhang Yan.
The other party turned his back to him as if he was looking at a painting in front of him, and his whole figure was as natural as an exiled fairy.
That back, inexplicably, was a little more strange.
For some reason, the fat man stopped subconsciously: "Taoist, Zhang Yan! What are you looking at?"
Zhang Yan didn't look back, and didn't even shake his long hair behind him, and said calmly, "You go, we're breaking up."
That voice was as jade-like as ever, but it was twice as cold and indifferent.
The fat man blinked, a little confused, and even felt a little overwhelmed: "Taoist priest, what are you talking about? What's wrong with you?""
Zhang Yan finally turned around, glanced at him casually, and said indifferently: "The things behind this are very important, I don't want outsiders to see, so you can't be here."
The fat man's voice became louder, "You mother, I'm an outsider?"
"Yes……"
Zhang Yan said indifferently: "You should go..."
The fat man was on fire, and immediately stepped forward: "Go as soon as you say, I don't want to..."
His voice stopped suddenly - because a sword was pointed at his neck from afar.
Looking at the sword pointed at him not far in front of him, the fat man's eyes turned red,
He pointed at himself, his face turned red, and he couldn't believe it: "Zhang Yan, you motherfucker, you pointed your sword at me? You actually pointed your sword at me?!"
Looking at the fat man who exploded, the increasingly unfamiliar figure remained unmoved, his eyes were indifferent as if looking at a dead object: "Go forward, die."
The fat man fixed his eyes on Zhang Yan, but he didn't see the slightest hint of a joke in his eyes.As if what he saw was no longer a human being, "You really want to kill me, huh?"
Zhang Yan didn't speak at all, but indifferently raised the tip of his sword slightly.
Seeing Zhang Yan's actions without any hesitation or emotion, the fat man was dumbfounded, as if something was missing in his eyes.
Frowning slightly on the opposite side, and about to move again, he tried his best, nodded, and said harshly, "Okay! I'll go, I'll go now! I'll pretend I never knew you!"
"From now on, the road will be open to the sky, each side will go!"
The fat man turned around and walked back without hesitation.
Zhang Yan behind him also silently turned around again.
The moment Zhang Yan turned around, the fat man turned his head violently and ran towards Zhang Yan at the fastest speed in his life——
"His grandma! Die! I can't swallow this breath! Come and kill me! If you don't dare to labor, I will beat you to death!"
Zhang Yan's originally ice-like expression finally showed a hint of consternation, and he raised his sword subconsciously——
Looking at the movement of the person opposite, the fat man closed his eyes sadly, but he didn't stop at all——
At the moment of collision, Fatty only felt a slight pain in his neck.
The fat man who thought his neck had been smeared then slammed into a black door firmly.
"boom-!"
"Illusion! It turned out to be an illusion again! Haha, I won, I won!! This is really not a Taoist priest, not a Taoist priest! He will not kill me! I will crush this stinky Taoist priest to death later!"
Fatty touched his immediately swollen forehead, and sat down on the ground as soon as his feet softened, crying and laughing at once, but before the crying and laughing stopped, he suddenly stopped himself, turned his head suddenly, and saw a A lone black-ridged white-edged sword stood where "Zhang Yan" was originally standing.
Fatty stared blankly at the sword that lost its owner, and suddenly a great sense of panic swept through his heart——
He looked stiffly at the black door beside him, shivering and quickly got up, and slammed open the door. At that moment, a strange fragrance reached his nostrils instantly through the gas mask.
"road--"
Looking at the strange black lines covering the entire ground and the familiar and haggard white figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the lines, the fat man was stunned.
"Zhang Yan——!"
He dropped the knife and rushed up.
As his senses deteriorated over time, Zhang Yan, who could no longer grasp the passage of time, asked silently in his heart, "How much time is left before the end?"
[You only have 1:23:36 left, please interrupt the forbidden technique as soon as possible and save yourself]
One hour left...
Zhang Yan calmly thought about what he should do in this hour, and then suddenly realized that there was nothing he could do.
It seems that the last bit of time in my life can only be wasted.
"I'm just passing by..."
"Only suitable for solo..."
"This is fate..."
Zhang Yan thought about those words silently, and suddenly thought of another question. Speaking of which, he still doesn't know the name of the person he missed the appointment with.
In the Zhang family, the most important thing in life is the surname, and the least important thing is the first name. However, they only have their first name as the only representative of themselves.
so what is his name
Zhang Yan fell into deep thought in his heart,
What is his name?
he……
As his thoughts became more and more sluggish, the thoughts in his heart gradually became blurred.
Zhang……
open……
"Zhang Yan——!"
Like a thunderbolt from the sky,
The mind that had already started to stagnate finally began to move slowly again, "Who called me? Can someone come to pick up someone who has no reincarnation?"
At this time, an external force came suddenly, Zhang Yan finally felt the sensation from his body, someone was pulling him back desperately, "Zhang Yan! Wake up! Who did this! I killed him! Zhang Yan! You Get up, motherfucker!"
"Is it fat? How did he come here? Not good! That forbidden technique! Don't let him get the forbidden technique of karma!"
Zhang Yan's originally chaotic thoughts immediately came to his senses, and he tried his best to hold his breath to make himself speak, "Pardon, no reason, don't talk about it, I did it myself, you hurry up."
With the issuance of the pardon, the black lines that had been silently winding towards the fat man suddenly began to fade away.
Finally hearing Zhang Yan's low hoarse response, the fat man finally heaved a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he instantly felt his body relax a lot, but his hands still refused to relax.
Taking advantage of the moment when his body was unobstructed, the fat man immediately seized the opportunity to drag Zhang Yan away from where he was finally, and pulled him to the door, and began to curse: "Go away, sister, are you fucking sick? Playing sitting and transforming, you! You have suddenly become an old man in your [-]s and [-]s, but I can recognize your clothes. If I don’t come this time, you will be finished!"
"puff--"
Zhang Yan, who was so violently pulled up, immediately spit out a mouthful of black blood, but his withered body began to fill up abnormally, his skin began to turn red, and his temperature began to rise slightly.
Fatty, who had already started to feel a little dizzy, was startled when he saw this situation, "Taoist! How are you, huh?"
He slapped himself hard, let himself wake up, dropped the backpack on his body without hesitation, and carried Zhang Yan on his back, "Hold on, I'll take you out!"
Zhang Yan, who temporarily regained his language ability, took a breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "This is the flashback after the backlash of the forbidden technique. I can't live anymore. You hurry up and leave, the air here is poisonous, and you won't be able to leave if you stay any longer."
"Fuck your mother's forbidden technique, then I have to take you away. We have thick skin and can handle it. You will die here like this."
Zhang Yan was silent for two seconds, and took the time to calmly say: "Fatty, listen to me, the poison in the air is poisonous for me, there is no antidote, and my skin will start to fester in 15 minutes. This air poison is not fatal to you for the time being, you can be saved if you go out quickly, but once you take me with you, poison after poison, you will only be buried with me in the end."
"I believe you ghost, let's talk about it after you die! Go, there must be a way to save you when you go back!"
"Don't you understand?! The formula of the corpse water was made according to the corpse water when the medicine man died! Now I die with the same power as it!"
Zhang Yan finally became urgent: "Could you fuck it up a bit? I can't live anymore! If you carry me on your back, you'll have to die together! This is stupid at all, cough cough cough... put me down quickly!"
"Go away, you're paralyzed, it's impossible, I can't even explain my innocence.
And you think I'm naive, what do you say I believe?
It means that the naivety is still outside, even if he is here, he will definitely not listen to you about this matter. "
Fatty carried Zhang Yan on his back without stopping, and said while running, "Don't talk about it, Taoist priest. The corpse water is the corpse water. This time, I either die or I live to take you out to save your life!"
Zhang Yan calmed down again: "Impossible, I can live for an hour, how can you save me?"
The fat man didn't speak, until he got closer and closer to the entrance of the cave, he turned his head and said with a smile: "Then I have to take you out of here to meet Tian Zhen first, after that you will really die on the road,
When the time comes, let's wrap your corpse in your clothes, tie a bow in the box, find a chance to give it to my brother, and tell him that this is the ash box of your other brother Zhang Yan. I tried my best, but I didn't keep it, sorry. "
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