Super Comic System

"I...Where is this!" When the dagger was inserted into his heart, Xiao Zimo's eyes became blank, and then gradually blurred, and Mei Chuan Uchiku's ferocious face also disappeared from his world .

"I... am I going to die..." The world in front of Xiao Zimo's eyes darkened in an instant, it became pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.

"Xiaoxue...I'm sorry...I...I can't accompany you to the end..." Xiao Zimo said weakly.

"Qiu Zhenhui... we agreed to find the Dragon Soul Key together, but it really... really can't be realized..."

"Li Jiaying... can't... can't see... see you and Yusu... Yusu is gone..."

"Zhang Zeli...I...I have...can't...can't teach you how to kick anymore..."

"Ye Chenfan... hug... sorry... no... I can't help you avenge your father..."

"Ziyao...Su Jin...Jinxuan...Xueyi...Liu Yiran...Luo Qinghan...you...take care..."

"Are you willing to die so willingly?" Just when Xiao Zimo's breath began to weaken, Ban Beckman's voice sounded in his mind.

"Ex...Senior, it's too late..." Xiao Zimo said with a wry smile.

"There is nothing wrong in the world, it's just that you don't want to work hard."

"I……"

"This can only prove that you are incompetent, you are cowardly, and you can't face up to your cowardice, so you can only escape and bow your head."

"It's enough to be a man who stands up to the sky and live like you. Others will roar like hope when they are desperate, but you look at yourself, when hell is beckoning you It's like drinking ecstasy soup, and the whole person jumped down like a marionette, without leaving even a trace of nostalgia, you are really ridiculous like this!" Ban Beckman still belittled Xiao Zimo as always.

"There is no nostalgia left..."

"Your brother, your family, your lover... are they happy when you die, and they will come out with firecrackers to celebrate? No... no, they will only be more sad than you, and you will suffer The injury can only bring them more than twice the pain. Before you died, you didn't struggle, you only said some high-sounding words. What's the difference between this and the sweet words spoken by your lover? Stop acting, you are a coward, Cowards are not qualified to live, nor to gallop on this sea."

"I'm not a coward! I'm not a coward!" Xiao Zimo roared suddenly, and the darkness in front of him suddenly became enlightened. The pure air that has been polluted to the point of shame by the world has become even more turbid, and it seems a little breathless.

"I'm not a coward! I'm not a coward!" Xiao Zimo roared desperately.

boom!

Suddenly, a golden aura erupted from his body, gradually covering his entire body.

"This... this is..." Mei Chuan Neiku seemed to feel the terrifying aura coming from Xiao Zimo, and couldn't help taking a few steps back, swallowing, his eyes were full of inconceivable light.

"I still have nostalgia... I still have nostalgia... I still have nostalgia!" Xiao Zimo yelled out the last five words directly.

boom!

The golden light covering Xiao Zimo's body became more and more intense, shining like a layer of gold.

Xiao Zimo's nostalgia is Tang Chuxue's smiling face.

Xiao Zimo's nostalgia is the bond of brothers.

Xiao Zimo's nostalgia is the warmth of his family.

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for upgrading to the sixth level of seven-star physique!" Suddenly, the system's prompt sounded in Xiao Zimo's mind.

"He...his aura seems to have strengthened!" Mei Chuanuchi looked at Xiao Zimo in disbelief and said.

"Drip! The cooling time of the cross-time and space lottery draw is over, is the host drawing?" The system's prompt sounded.

"Yes!" Xiao Zimo thought.

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for obtaining pure Yangyan, is it fused?"

"Pure Yangyan? The demon-killing divine fire of the Dongfang family in Fox Fairy Little Matchmaker?" Xiao Zimo murmured.

"yes!"

"Drip! Congratulations to the host that the flame of burning the fruit has transformed into pure Yangyan!" The system's notification sounded.

"The flame of burning fruit turned into pure Yangyan..." Xiao Zimo murmured.

boom!

Xiao Zimo spread out the palm of his right hand, and the flames floating on his palm were a pinch of brighter flames than before, and the flames danced cheerfully in the palm of his hand as if consciously.

"What a scorching and terrifying breath, this is the pure Yang Yan." Xiao Zimo stared at the pure Yang Yan that kept beating in his hands, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Xiao Zimo! Your life is so great! You are not dead!" Just as Xiao Zimo was amazed, Mei Chuan's cool voice came into his ears.

"Yeah...it's really thanks to you...otherwise, my realm wouldn't have improved..." Xiao Zimo said with a smile.

"Hmph! So what if your realm has improved? Trash is still rubbish, four realms weaker than me, do you still want to turn the world upside down?" Mei Chuanneiku snorted coldly, not believing that Xiao Zimo could What kind of storm is turned up.

"Then try it." Xiao Zimo couldn't help laughing.

"Baga! Arrogance, give me the sword!" Umegawa Uchiku cursed angrily, and then said to a samurai beside him.

"Hi!" After the samurai nodded, he ran to the front desk of the hotel, took out a knife about one meter long, and handed it to Umegawa Uchiku.

Clang!

The blade was unsheathed, and the silver-white blade exuded bursts of biting coldness.

"Just let you become an undead under my bloodthirsty sword!" Meichuan Uchiku pointed at Xiao Zimo with the tip of the knife and said with a grinning face.

"The so-called sword skills of your island country are not as good as one-third of the sword skills of our Great Heavenly Kingdom," Xiao Zimo said, shaking his head lightly.

"Baga! The sword skills of you Huaxia pigs are just fancy, they can't stand on the stage at all. Let's see how I can smash your pedantic thoughts." After finishing speaking, Umegawa Uchiku raised his bloodthirsty Taidao with both hands, towards Xiao Zimo's head was chopped off, with traces of silver-white streamer, like a shooting star suddenly appearing in the dark night sky.

Swish!

However, the blade of the bloodthirsty sword was caught by Xiao Zimo with his bare hands.

"What kind of knife technique, what fancy, what's not on the table, these are all just your speculations, let me smash your thoughts with my own hands!"