After The College Entrance Examination, I Was Actually Encrypted By The National Sss Level

Survive your old age…

Wang Jingan felt tortured just by hearing these words.

Standing outside the ruined temple, Wang Jing'an heard heart-rending roars coming from inside from time to time.

The roar was a little hoarse.

Still with unwillingness and despair...

Then Wang Jing'an asked from the bottom of his heart: "Old man...didn't he ever think about ending his last life?"

Although this question is harsh.

But judging from the current situation, every day that the old man went through was probably a kind of suffering, right?

What kind of poison could cause a strong man who was once one of the Ten Saints of the human race to fall into such a situation?

Li Hanxiao did not answer, but Li Jinyan behind him said: "My grandfather has always believed that sooner or later he would see the light of day again. He would hold the weapon in his hand and fight the monsters again. Even if it was the last battle, he did not want to give up. "

In old age, people really need obsession.

Some old people are hung by one breath. When the obsession in their hearts dissipates, it is the moment when they bid farewell to this world.

Wang Jing'an felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart... What is this?

Is this a form of protection?

Until the moment he died, he thought about fighting the demon clan.

Maybe it's because the human race has such people and such fearless spirit that they can stand firm in a world where monsters are rampant, right?

Wang Jing'an became inexplicably solemn. Although he had not seen the old man yet, he was already in awe of the people in the ruined temple.

When Li Hanxiao heard the roar inside, he couldn't bear to step in. Finally, he made up his mind, turned around and warned: "Jin Yan, you stay outside, little friend Jing'an, come in with me."

This ruined temple is shrouded in terrifying power, and the power has been penetrated by toxins. Ordinary people will be affected to a greater or lesser extent if they enter.

Since Li Hanxiao wants to protect the law personally, it is natural that the fewer people there, the better.

If there are too many people, when the time comes to take care of Wang Jingan, he will have to take care of other people.

"Jing'an, please." Li Jinyan squeezed his hands tightly, and for the first time, expectation and hope flashed across his pretty face.

"I'll try my best." Wang Jing'an didn't dare to vouch for it. Just the power surrounding the ruined temple made him feel oppressive.

This is the strength of the Ten Saints of the previous generation of humans!

The housekeeper stood next to Li Jinyan and said: "Miss, don't put too much pressure on Mr. Wang. Only with Senior Sun's cultivation and talent can he remove most of the toxins from the body. Mr. Wang's flames are indeed very strong, but the cultivation ability is very strong." To put it out there.”

Li Qingyi, who had already walked to the outskirts of the ruined temple, stared inside without wavering and said: "A radical cure is impossible, but the intensity of Nanming Lihuo's burning should be able to alleviate grandpa's pain, at least it won't be so torturous. ."

The disciples of Li's consortium are also whispering among themselves:

"It is definitely impossible to cure it completely. Senior Sun could only suppress the toxins during his heyday."

"By the way, which martial arts school did Wang Zhuangyuan go to?"

"Canglong Martial Arts School."

"I remember isn't Big Brother Qingyi particularly belligerent? I wonder if he will go to Canglong to look for Wang Zhuangyuan after school starts?"

"Even if the eldest brother doesn't go to Wang Zhuangyuan, Wang Zhuangyuan will receive a lot of invitations after school starts."

While they were whispering to each other, they would stare at Li Qingyi from time to time.

Maybe, after today's incident, the eldest brother will go to Beijiang City to discuss with Wang Zhuangyuan.

In the ruined temple, Wang Jing'an followed Li Hanxiao. Although he was protected by the energy of the Li family, he could still feel the poisonous energy invading.

"My dear friend Jing'an, summon the flames from your body." Li Hanxiao was beginning to feel the pressure.

After all, my old man's cultivation level is there. He is standing at the top of the human race. Even if he is seriously injured and riddled with poison, his strength is not something that ordinary people can compete with.

Not long after, Wang Jing'an's whole body was ignited with Nanmingli fire.

With the blessing of Li Hanxiao's energy, Nanming Lihuo burned more and more vigorously.

If Nanming Lihuo was white and flawless before, now with the blessing of the majestic power, it has become like a palace in the ice and snow.

Walking to the ruined temple, he opened the somewhat old wooden door.

There is an old man imprisoned in thick iron chains.

The other person has gray hair, a sallow complexion and thin muscles, and his eyes are filled with vicissitudes of life.

"Huh~"

When Wang Jing'an walked into the ruined temple, he heard the other party's heavy breathing.

"...What...are you doing here?!" The old man roared almost instinctively: "I am...a useless person now...Don't waste your time on me! Let Mr. Sun leave...he has his own business to do! "

The old man's name is Li Nianhua, he was also the head of the family of the previous generation, and one of the ten saints of the human race in the previous generation.

It's just that after that battle, he withdrew from the ranks of the Ten Saints.

"Father..." Li Hanxiao felt distressed when he saw his old father suffering, but he still remained rational: "This time, Mr. Sun is not here, but this year's top scorer in the college entrance examination."

"The top scorer in the college entrance examination?" Li Nianhua shouted: "Asshole! You unfilial son... let a child who has just finished the college entrance examination come here... get out of here!"

Wang Jing'an could tell that although the old man spoke intermittently, his energy and energy had not been wasted.

Although the old man's eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, they never showed even a trace of despair.

This was the former mighty human race. If he hadn't been accidentally poisoned, the old man would still be strong and strong, fighting on the front line, right?

"Father... if you stay like this every day, aren't you just hoping that one day you will be able to hold your weapon again and fight against the demon clan?" Li Hanxiao said loudly: "The man I brought here has awakened the SSS-level talent. The Nanming Lihuo burns more vigorously than Sun Lao’s two heavens of ice and fire!”

Li Nianhua seemed to be attracted by the word SSS-level talent. Even though he was in pain all over his body, he resisted showing it. Instead, he threw his disheveled hair back, wanting to use the clearest eyes to see the future pillar of Daxia. .

"Child... you are SSS..." Li Nianhua's voice was a little miserable.

"Senior... I am." Wang Jing'an did not deny it.

"Hahaha...hahaha..." Li Nianhua laughed wildly: "In Daxia, we finally have another SSS..."

However, after laughing wildly, he felt sad. Li Nianhua asked: "Unfilial son, tell me, who among the 29 people died?"

Li Nianhua knows very well that the thirty high-risk talents cannot be repeated.

Even though he himself was an SSS-level talent, and he was not dead yet, it must have been one of the 29 other people stationed on the human race who had died.

Flames, which are more terrifying than the two heavens of ice and fire, actually do not exist among the thirty high-risk talents.

If you think about it carefully, you will know that it is a brand new talent.

But now Li Nianhua has lost his ability to think because of too much pain.

Without waiting for Li Hanxiao to answer, Li Nianhua dragged the thickened iron chain and wanted to get closer to Wang Jing'an.

On Li Nianhua's face, there was a hint of loss and self-blame: "Am I a waste? In my later years, I have become a waste, but I still want to survive. If I was poisoned in that scene, If I die, thirty high-risk talents will free up a spot for future generations to awaken my talents."

Li Nianhua's smile was mixed with pain and madness: "I have turned into this ghost, and I still want to occupy an SSS quota..."