娜妲莉的情人

It was obvious that in this kind of terrain and distance, players with marksmanship were at a disadvantage. He could only admit that he was unlucky to have met an opponent like RUO Yu ...

Therefore, after almost ten minutes of escape, attack, and defense, the news of the death of [iron Haitang] and [Feng xinzi] reached the ears of his teammates.

At this moment, Bloody Rose was also forced into a corner by the bloody corpse God ...

Even though the bloody corpse God was not at its peak, it was still easy for him to cast [fear projection] in a small area.

Under the pressure of the increasing terror points, Bloodrose\'s performance was clearly affected. It was almost impossible to turn the situation around once he lost his cool when facing a BOSS-level summoned creature like the bloody zombie God, which had extremely powerful physical skills and high-speed regeneration ability.

To make matters worse ... Wang Tanzhi quickly rushed to the bloody zombie God\'s side to help. This way, Bloody Rose\'s last hope of \'holding on until the bloody zombie God\'s duration ended\' was completely destroyed.

At this point in the semi-finals, the outcome ... Was basically clear.

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In the early morning, the gentle light passed through the mist and lit up the cherry Garden with a pink glow.

At this moment, the cold corpse lying on the ground ... Was slowly recovering its body temperature.

Her chest started to rise and fall again.

Her face also gradually turned red.

Her appearance, skin, and body shape ... Had also returned to the state of a young girl.

After a while, Lin Yan opened her eyes.

And the first person she saw ... Was Feng bujue.

"You ..." Lin Yan did not appear to be very excited. She was still a little confused,"is this ... A dream ..."

"No." Feng bujue was sitting cross-legged beside her. He glared at her with his dead fish eyes."If you have something that you can only say to me in your dreams, or something that you can only do to me in your dreams, I advise you to give up on that thought immediately."

His words made Lin Yan sober up.

"I ..." Lin Yan propped herself up,"I ... I\'m not dead?"

"He\'s dead," "About the time it takes to brew Three Cups of Tea," Feng bujue replied.

"Then I ..." Lin Yan wanted to ask something, but when the words were about to come out of her mouth, her eyes happened to sweep across Cao Xin, who was not far away.

At this moment, eunuch Cao was sitting under a cherry tree. For some reason, his black hair had turned white, and his skin had become dry and wrinkled.

But ... Lin Yan recognized him at a glance. Even though he had aged dozens of years in an instant, she could still recognize that the old man was her foster father.

"Foster father!" Lin Yan let out a soft cry and quickly got up. She grabbed the old man\'s arm and asked with concern,"foster father, what\'s wrong with you?"

"Hehe ... Godfather is fine ..." A relieved smile appeared on Cao Xin\'s face. He looked deeply at Lin Yan."I ... I\'m just tired ... It\'s time to rest."

"This ..." Lin Yan\'s eyes started to tear up. She turned around with anger and sadness to glare at Feng bujue."Did that Feng guy do something to you?"

"Hey, hey ... Are you blaming me again?" Feng bujue stood up and patted the dust off his body.

"No... Yan \'er, you\'ve misunderstood ..." Cao Xin\'s voice sounded weak, but he still tried his best to raise his voice."If Master Feng didn\'t help, you wouldn\'t have been able to come back to life."

"What the hell ..." Lin Yan looked at Cao Xin in confusion,"...What the hell is going on?"

"To put it simply ..." Feng bujue saw that Cao Xin was having a hard time talking, so he cut in first."Your foster father sacrificed all his cultivation and combined it with my special mantra to revive you."

Actually, this matter wasn\'t complicated at all if he were to go into detail ...

First, Cao Xin transferred all the power of the Tao Wu Dao fruit manual that he had learned when he entered the Dao (one of eunuch Cao\'s two secret techniques and the other was the sunflower manual) to Feng bujue.

Then, brother Jue made use of the instant damage from the NPC\'s burning of his own data ... To increase the replay\'s performance.

In the following period of time, the effect of REWRITE was not just to "reset a target to the state it was a few seconds ago." There were many things that this ability could do ...

Within a few seconds, Feng bujue had completed the simulation of the series of actions with zero time difference. Then, he used the method of rewriting and guiding the data to transfer the power of eternity that the staff of Asklepius had given him (the ability to revive once) to Lin Yan and made some slight adjustments to the effect.

And so ... The scene of the resurrection just now played out.

Of course, there was a reason why Feng bujue used the \'simple\' term on Lin Yan. Firstly, Lin Yan could not understand the meaning of a word like REWRITE. Secondly ... It was naturally because revealing the name of this move during the competition would reveal information.

"Foster father ... Is this true?" Lin Yan looked at Cao Xin.

"Yan \'er ..." Cao Xin did not answer the question because he did not have the energy to say another word.

At this moment, this peerless expert\'s face was like a lamp that had run out of oil. He had saved the last of his strength just to finish what he had to say ...

"Foster father ... No... I, Cao Xin ... I\'m sorry." Cao Xin\'s breathing became heavy.

"Godfather ... You ... What do you mean ..." Lin Yan was very smart. She had already guessed something, but she did not want to expose it.

"You should not hate Feng bujue. The person you should hate ... Is me ..." Cao Qin said."I am the one who caused your death ..."

"No! Foster father!" Lin Yan interrupted him firmly,"don\'t say anymore ... Sit down first, let me use my internal energy to treat you ..."

"Heh ... Silly child ..." Cao Xin laughed bitterly and replied,"my pulse ... Does it seem like it can still withstand the strength imparting?"

Lin Yan\'s expression changed.

She became desperate and helpless ...

If it was not for the great fluctuation in her emotions and thoughts, Lin Yan would have noticed it when she grabbed Cao Xin\'s arm ... Eunuch Cao\'s body was like a dangerous building that could collapse at any time. All the pillars and walls in the building had been removed or damaged. Even a slight breeze from the outside world could cause him to collapse completely ...

"Hah ... Hah ..." Lin Yan\'s eyes were unfocused as she took deep breaths. She tried her best to calm herself down and think of a way ...

"Master Feng!" She was indeed very smart, so she quickly thought of the only feasible method.

Lin Yan rushed to Feng bujue and kneeled down heavily. She shouted at the top of her lungs,""I beg you to save my foster father!"

"This ..." Feng bujue only managed to reply with one word.

Lin Yan was already kowtowing on the ground,""I beg you! I beg you ... As long as you save my foster father, I\'m willing to do anything! I\'ll be your slave ... I\'ll be your slave ..."

"Get up ..." Brother Jue held her with one hand and stopped her from further self-harm. He shook his head and sighed."Your foster father did not save you to see you work like a slave."

"If you don\'t save him ... I won\'t get up!" Lin Yan was still on her knees, but Feng bujue held her shoulders, so she could not kowtow.

"It\'s not that I don\'t want to save her, but I\'m powerless. " Feng bujue added.

"No... You can even save a dead person ..." Lin Yan seemed to be unwilling to accept the truth. She sobbed and begged,"please ... Master Feng ... Please ..."

"Enough!" Feng bujue\'s shout stopped Lin Yan\'s crying.

"Your foster father gave up his cultivation, immortality, and his dream ... Just to let you live again in this world ..." Brother Jue said sternly to Lin Yan."This is the way he chose to save himself. You should help him."

Lin Yan was rendered speechless by his words. She suddenly turned around and crawled to Cao Xin\'s side.

"Godfather ... I ..." Lin Yan choked and wanted to say something, but she couldn\'t express her feelings.

"I understand ..." Cao Qin said."I understand everything ..." He shook his head."Unfortunately ... I understood it too late." He paused for a few seconds and continued with difficulty,"Yan \'er, listen to me ..." He took a deep breath and was ready to say his last words."My foster father has done many evil things in his life. In the first half of his life, he was ambitious and killed countless people for his own selfish desires. In the second half of his life, he thought he had broken through the mortal world and pursued the truth and righteousness ... But he still killed countless people. At the end of the day, I\'m just finding a different excuse for my actions.

Master Feng was right, whether or not this world would become what I wanted ... People like me were not tolerated.

A person like me ... Is not worthy of your forgiveness, and even less worthy of your gratitude.

Today, I can use my life to exchange for yours ... I can die without regrets. "

"Foster father ..." Lin Yan sobbed softly. She did not dare to interrupt Cao Xin because she was afraid that he would not be able to speak again after being interrupted.

"Yan \'er ..." Cao Xin continued,"I know that you are kind by nature ... Actually, you do not want to hate anyone, but in order to be my\' chess piece \', in order to become the kind of person that I want you to become, you forced yourself to hate Feng bujue, and you forced yourself to become the King of Hell." When he said this, his face was completely pale."From now on, you shouldn\'t be like this anymore ... You have to live well, live for yourself ..."

After all, he was a Grandmaster of his generation. Even in this near-death environment, he could still finish his sentence in a relatively complete manner."Master Feng and I ... Have already made the arrangements. From this day on,\'King of Hell\' was dead. The only one alive ... Was Lin Yan. No one in the martial world or the Imperial court will come to ask about you. You can leave this Valley and go outside ... To live your life as you wish ..."

Cao Xin ... Could not finish what he wanted to say.

Life was always like this. There was no such thing as "everything is ready" for anything, and no one was "foolproof". Each of us came to this world in different degrees of panic, and we would all leave at an unexpected moment.

If regret was a kind of beauty, then only those with a strong heart would truly know how to appreciate it.

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It was late autumn, and the sun was setting.

For the first time in decades, the fog in the burial heart Valley ... Dispersed.

Yesterday, many people had come here, and the vast majority of them would stay on this land forever.

But there were still some people who left alive.

Feng bujue and his teammates left. They turned into white light and disappeared without saying goodbye to anyone.

Yuan Kuang and the other martial arts heroes who survived also left. When Alliance master Yuan left, he also brought with him Cao Xin\'s instructions, the secret manuals for the silent skill, four symbols divine skill, and mountain moving iron hand. He returned with a full load.

After that, the title of \'chief of the martial arts world\' accompanied Yuan Kuang for many years.

Who would have thought that this mediocre man who had achieved nothing before the age of thirty would become an immortal legend in the pugilistic world? After that day, he was not only the alliance leader in name, but also the "invincible" and "true to his name" Supreme martial artist.

Under Yuan Kuang\'s leadership, the entire martial arts world could be said to be peaceful and prosperous.

The ironic thing was that a hundred years later, in order to compete for the Alliance master\'s throne and the martial arts legacy left behind by Yuan Kuang, an unprecedented dispute broke out in the martial arts world. In the end, the Imperial court took advantage of the situation and intervened, reaping the benefits without doing anything.

From then on, there would be no more Jianghu in this world.

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What was the life span? Passing away like frost. Time no longer arrived, and the splendor no longer shone.

A few decades later, in the same dying autumn.

A woman, holding a camel, came to the burial heart Manor.

The once prosperous villa was now in ruins.

However, the strange cherry blossoms that bloomed in autumn still bloomed on time every year.

In the 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 untied a pot of wine from her belt and took a sip. She moaned under the influence of the alcohol.

"The wind and clouds of the world come from my generation,

Once he entered the pugilistic world, time passed quickly.

Imperial hegemony laughed and said,

I can\'t live a drunken life ..."

As she recited till here, she gently stretched out her Jade fingers and lowered the wine pot, allowing the wine to flow down to the tree.

"...Carrying a sword, riding a horse and swinging a Phantom rain,

The corpses flew away like startled birds.

Things are like the tide, people are like water,

I\'m only lamenting the return of a few people in the pugilistic world ..."

The wine had run dry, but the poem had not finished.

Her voice was still very pleasant, but her tone revealed her exhaustion. She still looked very young, but her eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"...The one who returns is tired,

A beautiful woman born with a white head.

Mo Wen asked,

He picked up a flower and finished the wine. "

She raised her tender neck and poured the last few drops of wine into her mouth before turning around ...

At this moment, a gust of wind blew over, lifting her long hair.

It was a head of white hair.

It was as white as snow.

And under the White hair that fluttered in the wind was a young girl\'s face.

Every year on this day, she would return here.

Perhaps, she was only here to visit an old friend and reminisce.

Or perhaps, she was looking forward to ... A reunion, a meeting.