'Son, keep on living! Remember you must be happy and live well!'
The heart beats loudly, and every beat is very regular.
That was the strong call from his mother's heart, telling him that he must live, live...
Blessed to the soul, a refreshing and continuous power suddenly filled his limbs and bones.
In an instant, Rong Shaoze suddenly understood!
The essence of Xuanyuan's secret art lies not in killing, nor in competition.
It’s about letting people live!
Only when people want to live and have a strong sense of survival can they burst out with endless power.
Only you can bring Xuanyuan’s unique skills to the fullest!
Rong Shaoze raised his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled faintly.
"Ah--" He suddenly burst out with a deafening cry, followed by a powerful air current erupting all over his body.
Everyone who was pressing on him was immediately knocked away!
But he slowly stood up from the ground. Every movement was full of strength, but there was also a light, ethereal fairy wind.
Everyone looked at him in horror, their expressions changed greatly.
What's wrong with him?
Why did it suddenly break free from their oppression? Why does it give people a strong sense of suffocation?
Ouyang Qing sees everything clearly.
The muscles on his face jumped heavily, and he had a very bad feeling in his heart.
Just as he was about to issue the order to kill without mercy, Rong Shaoze's figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.
He was shocked and looked around, and suddenly saw him appearing in the blazing flames.
At this moment, Lin Xinlan was already fainted by the smoke.
Rong Shaoze ripped off the rope from her body, hugged her, and jumped out of the sea of fire.
He tore off the tape on her mouth, looked at her tenderly, and patted her cheek gently with his hand.
"Xinlan, wake up, open your eyes and look at me..."
Lin Xinlan opened her eyes in confusion and met his bright and affectionate eyes.
"Are we dead?" she whispered.
A trace of pity flashed in the man's eyes.
"No, we are not dead. Don't worry, we will live well and not die."
"Really?" Ruby Lin asked excitedly.
"Well, I won't lie to you." He answered her gently.
As long as he said it, she would believe it.
He said they wouldn't die, so she believed they wouldn't die.
However, looking at the group of people not far away who were watching eagerly, Lin Xinlan frowned slightly, with worry that could not be hidden in her eyes.
"Don't be afraid, I will take care of all this. If you are tired, just lean on me and sleep for a while." His deep and pleasant voice was very convincing.
Lin Xinlan's heart felt much more at ease.
Rong Shaoze put one arm around her waist and picked her up.
Turning around, he faced everyone, his eyes passed directly over them and landed on Ouyang Qing.
Even if we are far apart.
Ouyang Qing could also see the coldness in his eyes.
In his eyes, there was no hatred, no anger, no emotion of any kind, only a light indifference that could isolate everything.
The other person standing there, without even speaking, gives people a strong feeling that they have to look up to him and feel weak in front of him.
Inexplicably, he felt cold all over his body, and his fingers were trembling slightly.
If he was not wrong in his judgment, Rong Shaoze had already mastered Xuanyuan's unique skill!
He is a great elder, and he knows very well how terrifying a person's kung fu will be after mastering it, and he can be said to be invincible in the world.