Turning danger into fortune: My adventures are a little bit weird

Xu Qingshui listened to Qiyu's prompts.

There was a twinkle in his eye.

Unexpectedly, this little old man actually has more undead?

Can’t tell, but you’re still a collector?

But it's great, it'll all be mine soon.

Xu Qingshui thought of this, his hands were already trembling, and holding Ye Yun seemed to be shaky.

His face was also covered with sweat, and he looked like he was sweating profusely.

If you look closely, you can even grit your teeth and hold on.

And the undead seemed to be crumbling under Xu Qingshui's strenuous control, unable to walk in a straight line.

Such a scene fell into the eyes of the little old man.

Suddenly I understood what was happening.

"You can actually control the undead I summoned. Very good, very good."

He looked at Xu Qingshui who was struggling so hard, but he laughed lightly.

"In that case, what about another one?"

The little old man smiled confidently.

Waving the staff in his hand.

The black summoning array appeared again.

A figure crawled out from the black summoning array, with a pair of dark hands supporting his body.

When Xu Qingshui saw this scene, his face changed dramatically, and he already looked desperate.

"Hahaha! Being able to control the first one is your limit, right? This is the second one. I have an army of such undead!"

The little old man laughed when he saw Xu Qingshui's desperate look.

When everyone in the distance saw this scene, their eyes flashed.

"This person is really not simple. He can actually control this little old man's undead spirit."

"But that's it. You see, he has reached his limit."

"That's right. If this little old man really only has one undead like this, he would really be controlling him."

"It's a pity that he doesn't know anything about the little old man's undead army."

"Heh, if he controlled the undead immediately and ran away with him, he might still have a chance to survive. But is he just greedy and he still wants to kill him?"

Someone snorted coldly, mocking Xu Qingshui's stupidity unceremoniously.

If it were him, he would have absolutely controlled the undead and would have run away immediately.

An undead soul in the realm of the Great Emperor, but the other party is still not satisfied?

I regret it now, it’s over!

They looked at Xu Qingshui in the field as if they were looking at a corpse.

In front of everyone's eyes, Xu Qingshui began to gasp heavily.

His body seemed unstable and he fell to the ground.

"Damn it! I can do it! I can do it!"

Xu Qingshui roared unwillingly, like a passionate male protagonist, as if this could give him strength.

At this moment, Xu Qingshui was kneeling on one knee, but still struggled to lift Ye Yun.

It seemed that all it took was a breeze to blow down his frail figure at this moment.

The second summoned undead took one step forward and seemed to want to kill Xu Qingshui.

But the same, hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

Different from the previous undead, this undead did not switch sides, but stood there, as if hesitant and at a loss, as if the two were fighting for the control of this undead.

The little old man looked at Xu Qingshui kneeling on one knee and narrowed his eyes.

"Okay, okay, is two your limit?"

"This is just the beginning, I will let you experience what true despair is."

He was laughing loudly.

The staff in his hand was waving again.

This time, two magic circles appeared at the same time.

There are undead spirits, slowly emerging from the magic circle.

Seeing this scene, the little beggar and the old beggar both had despairing expressions on their faces. They looked at the undead in the field and then at the crumbling Xu Qingshui.

Standing next to them, they could feel it clearly. They could see that Xu Qingshui's whole body was wet with sweat, and they could see that every muscle in Xu Qingshui's body was trembling.

Obviously, the limit has been reached.

However, Xu Qingshui reached his limit, but the other party was just starting.

This... how on earth are we going to win?

Even Xu Qingshui is about to fall...

"I underestimated him. He was able to control one and resist its attack."

"Well, that's it. There are four undead in the field now."

"That's right, he has reached the limit of his limits and has no more energy left."

"The method is good, but it's a bit stupid. If you don't run away now, when the two undead completely appear, it will be the moment of his death."

Everyone shook their heads, as if they had seen Xu Qingshui's ending.

Finally, the undead completely appeared in those two magic circles.

The two undead roared and rushed towards Xu Qingshui.

The old beggar's expression changed drastically.

"Stop holding on! Run!"

He wanted to pick up Xu Qingshui and start running.

But he saw that Xu Qingshui had a determined look in his eyes even though his body was crumbling.

The undead was already rushing forward.

Xu Qingshui bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

As if his body was finally overwhelmed, he fell to the ground.

But he still used the last bit of strength in his body to hold Ye Yun so that Ye Yun would not fall.

The undead also stopped, his eyes blank.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

No one expected that when they saw the second undead appear, Xu Qingshui had already reached his limit, and that the other party was still supporting him now.

"I can't fall. How can I die in a place like this? I won't lose. I won't lose."

Xu Qingshui's mouth was vague.

"Is this... using your last willpower to stop the undead?"

"I have heard that when faced with a huge crisis, people can break through the limiter and burst out with unprecedented power. I have seen it today."

"You are right, but there is a limit to this state. Look at him, he has obviously reached the limit."

"These words seem a bit familiar."

Several people were communicating, and the person who had been talking about Xu Qingshui reaching his limit also blushed.

"Anyway, the facts are right in front of us. He has no strength now."

He said, and several people did not refute. After all, no matter how you look at it, Xu Qingshui's current state has reached the limit of limits, and there is no more possibility.

The little old man who summoned the undead looked at Xu Qingshui who was spitting out blood.

His brows furrowed.

How do you feel, it’s endless?

"It really surprised me, but in your current state, your defeat is certain!"

The little old man spoke with great momentum.

"I'll give you one last ride!"

As he spoke, he waved his staff and began to summon the undead again.

Xu Qingshui fell to the ground with a flash in his eyes.

Pretty good.

But has it gone too far now?

How should I continue acting?

Xu Qingshui was on the ground, looking up helplessly, with endless unwillingness and anger in his eyes.

"I will burn my soul!"