A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?!"

Sit up like a shrimp poked in the stomach.

Zhao Aotian looked around and reacted after two or three seconds.

"I...I'm back?!"

Everything just now seemed like a dream.

After a while, he reacted and looked at Jin Ge next to him.

Jinge lay quietly, crossed his hands and ten fingers on his abdomen, with a regretful smile on his face.

Serene, as if asleep.

Tears came out again unconvincingly.

Next to him, Yang Jian knelt down and patted his shoulder: "He is a great teacher. He died without a trace of pain. This is the best ending for him."

"I know... I know~"

Zhao Aotian knew that Jinge's death was a kind of happiness to him.

But...but...

Tears are just uncontrollable.

"Teacher..." Holding Jinge's hand gently, he called him sincerely again.

But this time, Ginger would never respond again.

In this world, there is no one who would call him Xiao Zhao anymore.

"How's it going?!"

Outside the door, everyone heard the movement and rushed in.

They all knew about Situ Xing being replaced.

When everyone saw Jin Ge under Zhao Aotian, everyone understood what had happened.

The whole room suddenly fell into mourning.

"Lao Zheng! How is Lao Zheng?!"

After a long time, Zhao Aotian reluctantly walked out of grief.

He immediately noticed that Zheng Qian, who was lying next to him on the hospital bed, seemed to be unresponsive.

Hastily got up and rushed to the bedside.

Everyone rushed up when they saw this.

However, the reality shocked everyone once again.

I saw that Zheng Qian didn't move at all, as if there was no change at all.

Zhao Aotian tried his snort and found that Zheng Qian's breathing had recovered and his heart had begun to beat.

But why, he didn't wake up?

"Yang Jian, what's going on?" Zhao Aotian buzzed in his head and exploded.

He grabbed Yang Jian's skirt and shouted loudly.

If Yang Jian was playing tricks on himself, Zhao Aotian would definitely want him to survive.

At this moment, Yang Jian's face is also full of confusion: "Impossible, his soul has returned to his place, and the reintegration with his body is perfect.

It stands to reason that he should have recovered and regained consciousness. There is no reason. "

"But he didn't wake up!!" Zhao Aotian grabbed his collar and shook it vigorously: "What the hell is going on?"

"You... wait a minute."

As Yang Jian said, he stepped forward to check carefully, and injected divine power into Zheng Qian's body, checking every cell in his body.

But the result of the final inspection was...nothing unusual.

The foundation of the divine system, soul, physiology, and brain activity cannot be found.

"Strange, according to this state, Zheng Qian must have been awake."

Yang Jian lowered his head in thought.

Finally, he saw a tear drop from the corner of Zheng Qian's eyes.

In an instant, Yang Jian seemed to understand something.

"He will probably not wake up for a while."

As soon as he said this, Zhao Aotian became anxious: "What does it mean to be unable to wake up? We have been busy for a long time, and Teacher Jinge has sacrificed. You tell me he can't wake up?"

Yang Jian was not angry, but sighed helplessly: "It's not that there is something wrong with our method.

On the contrary, you and Jinge did a good job, Zheng Qian has come alive.

But he didn't wake up, not because of failure, but because... Heavenly Dao wouldn't let him wake up. "

"Heavenly Dao won't let him wake up?" Zhao Aotian puzzled: "Didn't we have pulled him out of Heavenly Dao?"

Yang Jian nodded, and lightly pressed a hand on Zheng Qian's chest: "How easy is it, Heavenly Dao is a collection of all things in the world.

Our approach is essentially deceiving Heavenly Dao. I am afraid that before Zheng Qian is about to wake up, he was detected by Heavenly Dao, right?

Although he could not pull his soul back, I am afraid that before Zheng Qian awakened, Heavenly Dao attacked his spirit. Although it was only a moment, it cut off the connection between his mind and body.

Therefore, he is now in a state similar to a fake vegetative. "

As soon as Zhao Aotian heard this, he hurriedly asked: "Then is there any way to wake him up?"

Yang Jian shook his head helplessly: "It's useless, he is now hit hard by Heavenly Dao's revenge in spirit.

A strong man of his level can definitely recover, but how long it takes to recover and wake up depends on his own willpower.

At least for now, he can't wake up. "

"Can't wake up?"

Zhao Aotian looked at Zheng Qian blankly for several seconds.

Suddenly, he exploded as if out of control.

He grabbed Zheng Qian by the collar violently, and he roared loudly: "Old Zheng! What the hell are you doing?! Why don't you wake up?!

The teacher died for you! We are all waiting for you! What are you still sleeping here? !

Do you want the teacher to die in vain? Old Zheng! I know you can hear it, you wake up! "

"Aotian! Don't be like this, Aotian! lsp, don't just look for help."

"Huh? Oh!"

Had it not been for Katcher and Zheng Seppi to rush to stop him for the first time, Zheng Qian would really have been slapped in the face.

But despite Zhao Aotian's troubles, Zheng Qian stayed still.

Released his hand, he lay down again with a puff.

At this moment, Zhao Aotian, who had such a strong mind, finally couldn't bear the grief and loss, and fell to the ground, covering his face and burst into tears.

The teacher is gone, but my best friend can't wake up.

No one can accept this fact.

"I'm just your friend...Old Zheng...you wake up... wake up~"

At this moment, the whole room fell into silence.

Only Yang Jian was lost in thought.

Why Zheng Qian?

Heavenly Dao is the foundation of all things. It will not look at anyone, it will not be anyone's friend, nor will it deliberately be hostile to anyone.

However, it now wants to restrain Zheng Qian. Even if Zheng Qian lied to it, it would not be able to look at Zheng Qian as a small individual.

Why?

unless……

The existence of Zheng Qian has shaken the foundation of Heavenly Dao: guiding the torrent of the times.

is it possible?

Everyone is born in Heavenly Dao, so anything that anyone does is in the torrent of the times and is destined.

Unless he is not from this world, his soul was not born from Heavenly Dao.

Yang Jian really couldn't figure it out.

Everyone looked at Zhao Aotian, who was sobbing, and fell into endless grief.

After finally saving Zheng Qian, he did not expect that only a living dead was saved.

On this day, the sun slowly rose, but Chuandong fell into endless sorrow.

Hope did not rise with the sun.

...Three days later...

"Aotian, your beard has grown out, shave it."

In Jiangxicheng, Zhao Aotian stood in the stands, examining the training of the soldiers.

The hollow eyes seemed to have no Hun and Po.

Xiao Chihuo stepped forward, gently took his hand, and said with concern: "Take a break, you haven't rested for a long time."

"I can not."

He lowered his head and looked at his own lover, sorrowing from it, and said in a curse: "Humanity hasn't won yet, Zheng Qian hasn't woken up. I must work hard together with teacher Zheng He's.

"

"But……"

Xiao Chihuo wanted to say something, but when he saw his ethereal eyes, he knew it was useless to say more.

Although Zheng Qian was rescued, he couldn't wake up.

Is this a success or a failure?

It was natural that Zhao Aotian would be hit so hard.

And now, without Ginger, there is no one who can enlighten him.

Xiao Chihuo couldn't imagine how painful Zhao Aotian felt at this moment.

Now what drives him desperately in military training is the agreement with Zheng Qian and Jinge.

"How is Lao Zheng now?"

"Cat Nan Bei Miss is taking care of him."

"Really." Zhao Aotian's expression seemed to relax a little: "If there is any news, let me know as soon as possible, you go to rest, and I will bring soldiers."

Xiao Chihuo heard that he still wanted to say something, but saw that Zhao Aotian had turned his head.

Looking at his back, she pursed her lips, but in the end she could not speak, and could only leave silently.

At this time, there are still 15 days before the decisive battle.

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