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"who I am?"

"where am I?"

"Am I dead?"

Drowsy, a thin boy opened his eyes in confusion.

"This is your inner world, and I am your subconscious."

"subconscious?"

The boy, who had never heard the term before, was puzzled.

"Yes, I am your subconscious mind."

The sound came from the ethereal, without a sounding form.

"Don't look for it, I don't have a body, or in other words, I am you."

"Your ability to make quick judgments and decisions related to life and death, as well as the actions you take in your instinctive experience, are often controlled by me."

"You're controlling me? So what do you want?"

The boy said angrily that anyone would be outraged if he knew that all his actions were being controlled.

"Hahaha, Zhizhang, Zhizhang, as I said, I am you."

"I won't do anything to you."

"All the decisions I make on your behalf are affected by a series of factors such as your primitive instincts, impulses, childhood psychological imprints, environmental influences, concepts, habits, and personality."

"The reason why you met me today is firstly because you have broken through a certain potential."

"Second, you need me."

"I wanted to say more, but unfortunately I don't have time."

"Your little lover seems to be running out of time, avenge her, and I will give you real power!"

The ethereal voice stopped in the summer, and no longer spoke, as if it had never existed.

"Hey! What is revenge for her? Who are you!"

The boy roared wildly, and the sound shook the world here.

Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and he fell backwards with a "plop".

"What smell? It's blood!"

Before fully waking up, Zhizhang felt the smell of blood in his mouth. Nephrite jade was warm and fragrant in his arms, and an inexplicable warm liquid flowed on his body.

"Ahem, cough, are you awake?"

How tired is the gentle female voice at this time, so that it is intermittent and hard to hear.

But Zhizhang is very familiar with this voice, this is Qiaoqiao's voice, such a weak way of speaking, the warm liquid on his body, could it be that...

"No! It's not true! Qiaoqiao, are you okay?"

Even in the invisible darkness, Zhizhang groped to lift the beautiful woman in his arms, and hugged him tightly, feeling Qiaoqiao's gradually lowering body temperature.

Wisdom stick has already guessed the truth, but it is so bloody and cruel.

"Brother Kekeke Zhizhang, I don't regret choosing you, I have seen your previous battles, it was so gorgeous*** All the fireworks I have seen in my previous life are beautiful, I"

"Stop talking, Qiaoqiao, you'll be fine, we'll be able to kill through Sky City in no time, don't close your eyes, just wait, I'll take you back to Dreamland right away"

"I can't do it anymore, you let me finish, this is my most powerful prop, now I leave it to you, you have to be good and enter the outer city."

Qiaoqiao's tender hand held by Zhizhang slipped down quietly, took out a piece of red ointment from her body, and handed it to Zhizhang's hand.

"Wisdom stick, I love"

Without saying a word "you", Qiaoqiao dissipated all the fragrance, dissipated all the breath of life, and fell into the arms of Zhizhang.

[Xin Xue Ointment, Rating: CC Extraordinary.

Effect 1: Live blood. Gather the spirit of hundreds of herbs, relax the tendons and activate the blood, and restore a lot of vitality of the user.

Effect 2: Feeling sad. This is an ointment skillfully made by the reincarnation. When she spits out a mouthful of this ointment, the man she loves will get extra aura bonus.

Introduction: Collecting countless spiritual herbs and crushing them into lumps, the woman who had worked so hard for this ointment spit out a mouthful of blood, condensed it on it, and pooled it into this elixir. 】

"No no no no no"

"No!"

Zhizhang hugged Qiaoqiao's gradually freezing corpse tightly, his bare head kept shaking, and he couldn't even cry when he lost his eyeballs.

Under his excited emotions, two lines of blood and tears actually flowed down.

"You dirty scum, how dare you kill my Qiaoqiao!"

His arms around Qiaoqiao trembled uncontrollably, as if a switch had been turned on deep in his heart.

At this moment, he finally understood what the "subconscious mind" meant by revenge.

"Yes, I want revenge Qiaoqiao, don't worry, I won't let anyone who kills you go!"

Zhizhang slowly put down Qiaoqiao's body, "looked" fiercely at the direction she was in, then stopped thinking about it, and stood up abruptly.

The heart blood ointment in the left hand and the fire magic bead in the right hand were stuffed into the mouth by the wisdom stick.

The moment it entered the throat, the heart blood ointment and fire magic beads shattered into light particles and scattered into the limbs and bones of the wisdom stick.

In an instant, the great mage Zhizhang was full of blood demons.

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

Zhizhang's heart was beating like a giant cowhide drum, making a low and loud noise, and the invisible coercion continued to overflow with his heartbeat, and it actually shocked the dark knight who was about to attack.

"Life is as gorgeous as fireworks, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves."

"Life is like fireworks. It is impossible to hang in the sky forever. Once it has been splendid, this life is not in vain."

"My life will burn like this, burning everything in front of me, and you will all be buried with my Qiaoqiao!"

"Ahhhh!"

Zhizhang roared and roared, stepped on the horse, pressed his fists down, and a red air flow visible to the naked eye rushed out of him.

"Crack!"

The opposite side where he was standing was cracked, and countless broken stones were thrown into the air under such a terrifying airflow.

"Fire pupils!"

In Zhizhang's two eye sockets, two clusters of small flames ignited again.

Everything around came into his eyes again, and all existing enemies were so eye-catching under his thermal imaging vision, even the Destroyer of Light commanded from a distance was included in his must-kill list.

"Everyone must die!"

"Burning Hand, Blazing Red Lotus!"

Blazing white flames emanated from both arms of the Wisdom Staff, and punched a dark knight beside him. Even if the dark knight raised his steel round shield to block it, it would be futile.

The steel round shield instantly melted under the high temperature, and a straight punch from the wisdom staff directly penetrated the dark knight's steel round shield—one-piece pure steel plate armor—the solid body of the knight, piercing through with one punch. To the back of the dark knight.

Zhizhang withdrew his fist and stepped back, turned around and aimed at the next target.

Behind him, the Dark Knight knelt on his knees, an exaggeratedly large hole appeared in the abdomen, and the previous punch pierced it, even melting its entire torso.

"Drink!"

Without any skill, the Wisdom Stick started to sprint again, charged at another dark knight, grabbed it with his bare hands, and the latter's entire head was burned and melted into a limp liquid under the pinch of the Wisdom Stick.

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