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Chapter 272: Life is impermanent

"This is…"

Hu Xiaobei looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

Just now, a big hole suddenly opened in Zhao Guangming's chest, as if something had been pierced.

When Li Hui was about to use spray to treat his wounds, she suddenly discovered that his heart, which was glowing amber, had been broken.

It's like something fragile that breaks into pieces and then dissipates out of thin air.

Only a huge hole is left.

For an injury of this magnitude, a small bottle of spray is completely useless.

The little fox was actually calmer than she looked. She immediately stopped Li Hui who was about to carry Zhao Guangming on her back.

She has no idea what happened in the dream world.

But she knew that Zhao Guangming was staying with Wang Jin.

"I remember Wang Jin said that no one will die today."

"He won't lie."

Hu Xiaobei took a deep breath and looked at the middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood.

At this time, it is much more effective to trust your companions than to worry blindly yourself.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a heart appeared out of thin air inside Zhao Guangming's chest.

There are no problems except that it won't jump.

"Xiaohui, help him treat his wounds."

Hu Xiaobei hesitated for a moment and returned the spray to Li Hui.

"good."

Li Hui gritted her teeth and began to bandage Zhao Guangming.

——

"Ahem...fuck..."

Wang Jin gritted his teeth and tried his best to release the suffocating vitality.

The power of the dream of death comes from the half finger of the man in purple, but the Green God did not give Wang Jin such a thing.

This huge vitality was actually consuming his inspiration, not much slower than the dream of death.

What's even more fatal is that Wang Jin is not proficient enough in the Green God's power, and only less than one-tenth of the vitality that can actually affect Zhao Guangming.

"At this speed, I have to walk ahead of him."

Wang Jin smiled bitterly and muttered softly.

"Actually, I can die too."

The middle-aged man seemed to see Wang Jin's predicament. He blinked and said, as if he was joking.

But there was no trace of smile in his eyes.

He is serious.

"As long as I have breath, I will definitely bring you back from hell."

Wang Jin gritted his teeth and moved his hands without any hesitation.

"ha."

Zhao Guangming shook his head, looking like he needed a beating.

"Don't die trying to save others. I don't have the energy to take revenge again."

"Then you don't have to say it."

Her long white hair has fallen to the ground, and the red lines on her face are twisting wildly, as if trying to escape from her exhausted body.

"Wang Jin!"

A timid voice sounded, and a warmth gently enveloped the young man's back.

Azi.

When the Eye of the Ancient God resumed use, she had already arrived in the dream world.

"Thank you very much."

Feeling the warmth behind him, Wang Jin smiled.

Annie, Death's Dream, God's Evil, Dream World, Green God.

His inspiration is now almost a palette, full of all kinds of pollution.

Even Wang Jin is going crazy.

Although Azi couldn't restore his physical strength, it could slightly improve his poor mental state.

But this alone is not enough, he has no more inspiration.

"It would be great if the dream world could help me."

Wang Jin sighed and thought hard.

The dreamer does not consume inspiration in the dream world, if...

etc!

"Meng Yu, do you still remember the eyes on Liu Da and Liu Er?"

Seemingly thinking of something, Wang Jin immediately turned around and shouted to the petite girl.

"have."

Meng Yu was very smart and it only took him a moment to guess what Wang Jin meant.

"Do you have that evil thing in you?"

She nodded and turned to ask Wang Jin.

Wang Jin knew that she was talking about the blessing of the gods.

After receiving a positive answer, she gently grabbed the place where Liuli disappeared with her backhand.

The amber-colored eyeball appeared in her hand and suddenly turned into a flowing liquid.

Following Meng Yu's control, the liquid fell into Wang Jin's hand.

The twisting red lines stopped instantly, as if a familiar atmosphere was felt.

Amber light floated on Wang Jin's body, but he trembled the moment he felt the eyes of the ancient god, and wrapped around his finger like a delicate ring.

White hair is flying, the red lines on his face are as bright as blood, and the aura on his body is sacred and inviolable.

God's evil.

He himself is part of Liuli's power, and the dream world will also subconsciously help.

The consumption of inspiration suddenly decreased, Wang Jin felt his body lightened, and even his breathing became much easier.

"That's enough for now."

The young man smiled happily and gave Meng Yu a thumbs up.

With the support of the entire dream world, life poured out as if it was free of money, almost covering Zhao Guangming.

"ah."

Zhao Guangming, who was surrounded by life, felt a little complicated at the moment.

A month ago, he was still braving this mist to save Wang Jin from the ancient god.

A month later, Wang Jin was using mist to repair his wounds.

"Life is so unpredictable..."

Zhao Guangming, who was lamenting his life, suddenly felt a pain inside his chest.

The next second, a weak but tenacious voice sounded.

Boom, boom, boom.

That was Zhao Guangming's heartbeat.

"Ha...your uncle..."

Wang Jin sat down on the ground and was speechless.

For the first time, he felt what it meant to be exhausted.

"Haha, haha ​​cough cough..."

Zhao Guangming grinned and let out a weak laugh.

"Sure enough, it's better to be alive."

He moved his hands and feet slightly and felt the beating heart inside his body. He suddenly felt that life was so beautiful.

"Ahem...Meng Yu, we have to go out first."

Wang Jin took two deep breaths, trying not to pass out.

The familiar yet unfamiliar sound of children crying began to echo in his ears.

Green God is looking for Wang Jin.

Even if he is caught between dreams and reality, it doesn't mean that the ancient gods can't do anything to him.

You have to be cowardly when you need to, and you have to run when you need to be cowardly.

"good."

Meng Yu nodded and clasped his hands together again.

Amber light lit up from her body and hands, and Wang Jin felt his eyes blur.

The moment he judged that he was safe, he lost consciousness.


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