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Chapter 466:Price

It is not an exaggeration to be a human being.

The old monster has entered the stage of the impending awakening, or is a little confused with half-open eyes, and it is no different from waking up.

It’s what I do first, then what I do.

No matter who you deal with, the monster does not feel the effort at all, and it is easy to do it.

First, I tossed and died, and then I fell into an illusion and saw Lavtesa in the legend, the city of black stars far away in the universe.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as this thing goes a little wrong, I am not sure that the guild will not die, but I will die.

Without the copper pony sent by Chen Qiuyan, I had no chance of survival at all.

As for what she said, the old monk had seen this copper peach, which made me a little confused... This thing was brought back from Hainan by Chen Qiuyan, and he could not have seen it, unless...

"That's a seal."

On the way back to the ground, He Yi Gong followed me and said to me in a whisper: "The power of the Fa-print is far stronger than the one I found."

“Have you ever seen it?”I couldn’t help but be curious and whispered to him, “Do you know the origin of this copper?”

“I don’t know... but the totems carved above... I still know...” When He said here, the expression obviously showed some changes, it seemed a little nervous, and a little undisguised excitement: “I never thought that the totem would really come to the afterlife!”

“What totem is that?”I asked, “What about old creatures?”

“Do you remember the sanders?”He Yi asked me, and the tone gradually became excited: "It is the old creature that I talked to you about recently, which is comparable to the old life of the black robe king!"

Hearing this, I couldn’t help but shudder.

Although I have long vaguely guessed, but really from the mouth of the mouth of this answer, or let me a little surprise.

Before I got out of the hallucinations, a voice had once appeared in my mind.

What that voice said, I still remember.

The black star fell into the sand, and the disaster was coming.

The sea of stars will also die, the only one that will last forever, only the Lord of disaster.

This so-called evil lord, 89 out of ten, is the sander, which I had guessed before.

When I woke up and looked, He Yili was using the Fa-print to save me, so the answer in my heart was clearer.

The power of the latter world is not enough to affect the old, and if you want to pull me out of the illusion, you must use the power comparable to the old one.

If that piece of jade . . . no, that piece of magic!

If it has a connection with the sander, then it is natural that I can be saved, and everything can be explained.

And Chen Qiuyan has returned to normal from the point of almost death, and has gained some inexplicable strength... This kind of strange thing has also been explained accordingly.

The sand, the brain is strange.

I remember the brain strange said that the king of the old days it followed was the sander who was called the Lord of Disasters, and the brain monster was closer to me.

“How did you find that seal?”He asked me curiously.

I thought about it, shook my head, and didn’t say a word.

Although He Bing Gong is temporarily on the side with us, but those about the brain strange things, I think it is better to hide it...

“Qin, where are your teammates?”I looked back at the Qin soldier, some worried asked, although there is already an ominous feeling in my heart, but I still have to be sure.

If it is just gone, then there is a chance to rescue, if it is...

“Dead.”

Qin Jun said, the eyes are also dimmed a lot, he left and right carrying white small flat and Lin Shanshan, walking, there is an indescribable sense of heaviness.

I know that feeling is not due to the weight, it is his mood.

There was already a clear death in the eyes of Qin soldiers, and that lifeless look was straight to make people look at their hair.

Unlucky to say, the look is like the eyes of the dead, can not see the half-living people should have the beauty.

"There are too many old teachers who have hunted down our old teachers, and they are all pedestrians, monastics, there are Buddhists, and there are a few descending teachers like you."Qin soldiers muttered, and his tone became more and more low: "Although we have been running away, Xiao Chen has also been helping us resist and constantly kill those old cultists, but still..."

At this point, the Qin soldier went silent and shook his head.

"In the end, there were only a few of us."

With this answer, I did not know what to say, and as the Qin soldiers were silent together, the atmosphere was quickly heavy.

When the distance from the exit was getting closer, I opened my mouth and whispered to Chen Qiuyan, when you entered the temple, the old monk did not attack you.

“He wanted to attack us, but in the end he didn’t shoot us.”Chen Qiuyan whispered, “He said, he thinks we are good people, not apostates, and I still wear this.”

Chen Qiuyan said, pointing to the French seal worn on his chest.

In the process, the rat never squeaked, as if frightened by the previous things, lying on my shoulder, four small claws tugged at my clothes, and his body was constantly trembling.

“Luckily you’re okay...” Chen Qiuyan held my arm, and didn’t seem to want to leave his hand, his eyes were red, and he whispered, “If you really have an accident... I don’t know what I should do...”

"I'm tough, it's not going to happen."I laughed.

"You all call me Chen Qiuyan, but I know that I am no longer her, at least not so pure, I am me..." Chen Qiuyan pressed his voice, with only the voice I can hear, put it in my ear and said, "Only you are the most real in my memory, you have to live well, if you die, I really have nothing..."

Hearing her, I was touched in my heart.

Yes.

After Chen Qiuyian "resurrected from death", he had two sets of memories, but those two sets of memories had nothing to do with her at this moment.

Compared with the two names of Chen Qiuyan and Lin Paper Illustrator, she only feels that her life is more real now.

Because memory is ultimately a memory, just a vague picture, or some hidden in the mind, inexplicable sight.

"I will not die."I whispered, it is to comfort Chen Qiuyan, but also to cheer for myself.

In the face of the old teacher, I will not necessarily die, but if it is the same as this time, it is close to the old creatures, and it is still close to each other.

I can survive until the end of the odds, I am a little less optimistic.

Unless every time my luck is so good, someone can rescue me, or the brain suddenly appears to help me.

Otherwise, my life would probably end in the hands of those old creatures.

..........

After a while, we walked out of the underground tunnel and back to the entrance.

When the old monk saw us climb out of the hole, he was obviously relieved and was still playing with rosary in his hand.

Before that, he should still be chanting the scriptures to pray for us.

“They’re going to save you...” The old monk laughed and asked me again, “How’s the situation below?”“Is the monster asleep?”

Hearing this question, I looked at each other for a while, and all of them shook their heads in a bad face.

“No.”

I turned around and looked at the Shakyamuni sitting image.

At this moment, the statue is already covered with cracks, and there are many gaps flowing out of black water.

What those black water is, I’m not sure, but from the rotten smell it carries above... it’s not a good sign.

"Monsters are stronger than we think."He sighed, “I just temporarily let it fall asleep, I want it to really sleep, I am afraid it will have to spend a lot of time...”

“Did you get your stuff?”The old monk asked.

He nodded, the expression was a little ashamed, said to get it, but nothing was done, and it had to continue to do it.

"Then you can't think of a way, I'll kill you first, and then I'll go to the monster."

The old monk said, although the face is full of smiles, but the smile in the killing, anyone can feel it.

“There’s no way, it’s just a little more expensive...”

He Yi Gong said, while looking at the old monk's face, the tone is a bit difficult.

“How big?”I asked.

He hesitated for two seconds, he said.

"I can let it sleep, but the people here must die."

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