Haitang and Fengxin were not able to survive Ruoyu and Huajian's pursuit for too long. Although they used various means to fight and retreat during the detour, and also released a second batch of mechanical killer bees to delay,
Ruoyu's advantage in personal strength is still very obvious.
Even if Ruoyu does not activate her soul at this moment, her physical skills are enough to suppress these two players with C-level fighting ability; not to mention...she is assisted by Huajian, and there are medical assisting players on both sides.
, and on the premise that the number of people is equal, to put it bluntly, it depends on how strong the other main combatant is.
Obviously, in this kind of terrain and at this distance, players who specialize in shooting are at a disadvantage; if they encounter an opponent like Ruoyu, they can only admit that they are unlucky...
So, after nearly ten minutes of escaping, attacking, defending, and fighting, the news of the deaths of [Tie Haitang] and [Hyacinth] reached the ears of his teammates.
At this time, [Blood Rose] has also been forced into a desperate situation by the Blood Corpse God...
Even though the current Blood Corpse God is not at its peak, it is still very easy for him to activate [Fear Projection] in a small area.
Under the pressure of the rising fright value, Blood Rose's performance was obviously affected. Against a boss-level summoned creature like the Blood Corpse God with extremely powerful physical skills and high-speed regeneration ability, once it loses its calmness, it is almost impossible to regain control.
Back to the situation.
To make matters worse... Wang Tanzhi quickly rushed to the Blood Corpse God's side to help out. As a result, Blood Rose's last hope of survival "until the end of the Blood Corpse God's duration" was shattered.
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This semi-final has reached this point, and the outcome...is basically clear.
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In the early morning, the soft light penetrates the fog and lights up a pink glow in the cherry tree garden.
At this moment, atop the fallen cherry blossoms, a cold corpse... gradually regained its body temperature.
Her chest began to rise and fall again.
Her face gradually became rosy.
Her appearance, skin and body shape... have all returned to their girlish state.
Not long after, Lin Yan opened her eyes.
And the first person she saw... was actually Feng Bujue.
"You..." Lin Yan did not show any excitement. At this moment, she was still a little confused, "Is this... a dream..."
"No." Feng Bujue was sitting cross-legged next to her. He stared at her eyes and said, "If you have something to say to me that you can only say to me in your dreams, or you can only say it to me in your dreams."
I have to do what I want to do, so I advise you to give up this idea immediately."
His words immediately made Lin Yan sober up.
"I..." Lin Yan supported himself and sat up, "Am I... not dead?"
"Dead." Feng Bujue replied, "It took about three cups of tea."
"Then I..." Lin Yan originally wanted to ask something else. But when the words came to her lips, her eyes happened to glance at Cao Qin not far away.
At this time, Eunuch Cao was sitting under a cherry tree. For some reason...his black hair had all turned white, and his skin had become shriveled and full of wrinkles.
But... Lin Yan recognized him at a glance. Even though she had aged dozens of years instantly, she still recognized this old man as her adoptive father.
"Father!" Lin Yan exclaimed, quickly stood up and walked over. She grabbed the old man's arm and asked with concern. "Father, what's wrong with you?"
"Haha... my adoptive father is fine..." Cao Qin showed a relieved smile on his face, and he took a deep look at Lin Yan. "I... am just tired... it's time to rest."
"This..." Lin Yan's eyes instantly became moist, and she turned back with a mixture of sadness and anger. She glared at Feng Bujue, "Did the person named Feng do something to you?"
"Hey...are you blaming me again?" Feng Bujue said, standing up and dusting himself off.
"No... Yan'er, you misunderstood..." Cao Qin's voice seemed weak, but he still tried his best to raise his voice and said, "If it hadn't been for the intervention of Feng Lao Master, you would not have been able to come back to life."
"What on earth is going on..." Lin Yan looked at Cao Qin in confusion, "...what on earth is going on?"
"To put it simply..." Feng Bujue saw that Cao Qin was having difficulty speaking, so he took the lead. "Your foster father gave up his cultivation and cooperated with my special mental method to resurrect you."
In fact, this matter is not complicated if we look at it in detail...
First of all, Cao Qin passed on all the skills of the supreme secret [Tao Fruit Jue] (one of the two secret secrets of Eunuch Cao, the other is the Sunflower Book) that he realized when he entered Taoism to Feng Bujue.
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Then, Brother Jue took advantage of the instantaneous output generated by the NPC burning up its own data strength... to improve the efficiency of rewate in one breath.
In the next period of time, the effect of rewritte is not only to "return a certain target to the state it was in a few seconds ago". This ability can actually do a lot of things...
Within a few seconds, Feng Bujue completed the mental simulation of a series of operations using zero-day calculations. Then he bestowed the "Staff of Asclepius" on his own "Immortal Power" by rewriting and guiding the data.
(that is, the ability to be resurrected once) was transferred to Lin Yan, and slight adjustments were made to the effect.
Ever since...the scene of the resurrection from the dead just happened.
Of course, there are reasons why Feng Bujue used the "simple" term for Lin Yan: firstly, because Lin Yan would not understand the meaning of words like "rewrte" even after hearing them; secondly...
Naturally, if you say the name of this move during a competition, the information will be leaked.
"Father...is this true?" Lin Yan looked at Cao Qin.
"Yan'er..." Cao Qin did not answer this question because he had no energy left to say one more word.
At this moment, the face of this peerless expert was filled with a look of exhaustion. He retained his last strength and just wanted to finish what he wanted to say...
"Father... no... I, Cao Qin... I'm sorry for you." Cao Qin's breathing became heavy.
"Father...you...what do you mean..." Lin Yan was very smart. She had vaguely guessed something, but she was unwilling to reveal it.
"You shouldn't hate Feng Bujue. The person you should hate... is me..." Cao Qin said, "I was the one who killed you..."
"No! Foster!" Lin Yan interrupted him categorically, "Stop talking...sit down first and let me use my energy to heal you..."
"Haha... Silly boy..." Cao Qin laughed bitterly and replied, "With my pulse... it seems like I can still withstand the transfer of skills?"
Lin Yan's expression changed suddenly when he heard this.
Become desperate and helpless...
If it weren't for the huge fluctuations in his emotions and thoughts, Lin Yan should have noticed it when he grabbed Cao Qin's arm... Eunuch Cao's body was now like a dangerous building that could collapse at any time. Everyone in the building
The beams, columns, and walls have been pulled out or incomplete. Even a breeze from the outside may completely collapse it...
"Haah...haah..." Lin Yan's eyes were distracted and she was breathing heavily. She tried her best to calm down and come up with a way...
"Seal the hostess!" She was really smart, so she quickly thought of the only feasible way.
Lin Yan suddenly rushed to Feng Bujue, knelt down heavily, and said at the top of his lungs: "Please save my adoptive father!"
"This..." Feng Bujue only had time to reply with one word.
Lin Yan was already kowtowing on the ground: "Please! Please... As long as you save my adoptive father, I will do anything! I will be a cow or a horse for you... I will give it to you..."
"Get up..." Brother Jue supported her with one hand to stop her from further self-mutilation, shook his head and sighed, "Your adoptive father did not save you to see you being used as a horse for others.
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"If you don't save him... I won't get up!" Lin Yan was still kneeling, but Feng Bujue held his shoulders and could no longer kowtow.
"It's not that I don't want to save. It's just that I can't do anything." Feng Bujue said again.
"No... you can even save the dead..." Lin Yan seemed unwilling to accept the fact. She sobbed softly and begged, "Please... Feng Lao Master... please..."
"That's enough!" Feng Bujue shouted loudly, which frightened Lin Yan to stop crying.
"Your foster father gave up his cultivation, immortality, and his ideals...just to let you live a new life in this world..." Brother Jue said sternly to Lin Yan, "...
...This is the way of salvation he chose. You should fulfill him."
Lin Yan was speechless by what he said. Suddenly she turned around and crawled to Cao Qin's side on her knees.
"Father...I..." Lin Yan choked with sobs and wanted to say something, but it was hard to express in words.
"I understand..." Cao Qin said, "I understand everything..." He shook his head, "Unfortunately... I understood too late." He paused for a few seconds and then continued with difficulty, "Yan'er, listen to me.
"Say..." He secretly took a breath and was about to explain the last part, "My adoptive father has done many evil things in his life. In the first half of his life, he was very ambitious and killed countless people for his own selfish desires. In the second half of his life, he believed that he had broken through the world of mortals and pursued the principles of justice... But
I still killed countless people. In the final analysis, I just found different excuses for what I did.
The Lord of the Feng Lao is right, no matter whether this world will become what I ideally want... people like me are not tolerated by others.
People like me... don't deserve your forgiveness, let alone your gratitude.
Today, I can use my life to exchange for your life... my adoptive father will die without regrets."
"Father..." Lin Yan sobbed softly. She did not dare to interrupt Cao Qin because she was afraid that he would be speechless after being interrupted.
"Yan'er..." Cao Qin continued, "My adoptive father knows that you are kind-hearted... In fact, you don't want to hate anyone, but in order to be my 'chess piece', in order to become what I want you to become,
That kind of person, you force yourself to hate Feng Bujue, force yourself to become the 'King of Hell'." When he said this, his face was completely pale, "From now on, you will never do this again...
You have to live well and live for yourself..."
After all, he is a master of the generation. Even in this near-death situation, he was still able to complete a whole paragraph: "The master of Feng Lao and I... have made arrangements. From today on, the 'King of Hell' has
Dead, the only one alive... is Lin Yan; no one in the world or the court will come to ask for news about you again. You can leave this valley and go outside... to live what you want..."
Cao Qin...after all, he couldn't finish everything he wanted to say.
Life is always like this. There is no "everything is ready" for anything, and no one is "foolproof." Each of us comes to this world in varying degrees of panic, and we will all be in a moment that we did not expect.
leave.
If regret is a kind of beauty, then only those with strong hearts can truly appreciate it.
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In late autumn, the sun sets.
For the first time in decades, the fog in the Heart Burial Valley has dissipated.
Yesterday, many people came here, and most of them stayed on this land forever.
But some people still left alive.
Feng Bujue and his teammates left... they turned into white light and disappeared without saying hello to anyone.
Yuan Qi and the surviving martial arts heroes also left... When leader Yuan left, he also took away Cao Qin's instructions, as well as the secret manuals of "Breathless Kung Fu", "Four Symbol Magic Kung Fu" and "Iron Hands that Move Mountains".
Returned with a full load.
Later, the title of "Martial Arts Leader" accompanied Yuan Qi for many years.
Who would have thought that this mediocre man who accomplished nothing before the age of thirty would actually become an immortal legend in the world; from that day on, he was not only the leader in name, but also "invincible" and "deserving of his name"
The supreme king of martial arts.
Under the leadership of Yuan Qi, the entire martial arts world can be said to be stable, prosperous, and peaceful.
The irony is...a hundred years after Yuan Qi, in order to compete for the throne of the alliance leader and the "martial arts legacy" left by Yuan Qi, an unprecedented dispute broke out in the martial arts world. In the end...the imperial court took advantage of the situation to intervene and reap the benefits.
From then on, there were no more rivers and lakes in this world.
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How long is the life span? It passes like morning frost. Time never comes again, and the flower no longer shines.
Decades later, the same late autumn.
A woman led a camel to the Burial Heart Villa.
Amid the vicissitudes of life, the once prosperous villa now remains in ruins.
But those wonderful cherry blossoms that bloom in autumn still bloom on time every year.
In the early 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 took off a bottle of wine from the belt around her waist, took a sip, and chanted with some alcohol.
"The world is dominated by my generation,
Once you enter the world, time rushes by.
Huangtu Hegemony is talking and laughing,
I can’t bear the drunkenness of life…”
After chanting to this point, she gently stretched her jade fingers, lowered the wine bottle, and let the wine flow to the foot of the tree.
"... He held his sword while riding astride and wielded the ghost rain,
The corpses flew away like wild birds.
Earthly things are like tides and people are like water,
I just sigh that a few people in the world are back..."
The wine has drained, but the poem has not yet been finished.
Her voice was still beautiful, but her tone showed fatigue. Her appearance was still very young, but her eyes were full of vicissitudes of life.
"...the one who returns is tired of heart,
The first-born Luo Wei is red-faced and white.
Don’t ask about the three thousand things in the world of mortals,
Pick up the flowers and drain the rest of the wine."
She raised her pink neck, poured the last few drops of wine from the pot into her mouth, and then turned around...
At this time, a ray of breeze blew by, blowing her long hair.
That's white hair.
As white as snow.
But under the white hair blowing in the wind, there is a girl's face.
Every year on this day, she comes back here.
Perhaps she just came to visit an old friend and pick up some memories.
Or maybe, she is looking forward to... a reunion, an encounter. (To be continued.)
