Way of Choices

The general from the Songshan Military Mansion, propped up his severely injured body, stumbled and snatched Chen Changsheng and squeaky body, blocked the aftermath of the coming breath, then hit the courtyard wall heavily, and fell to the ground. In the stone. An Hua couldn't care about the young formation on the stretcher, climbed behind Chen Changsheng and Squeak, reached out to grab their collars, exhausted all their strength, and dragged back desperately, trying to get away from the horror on the wooden bridge The farther the better, the better.

Numerous ice beads broke into flocs and fluttered in the courtyard, like catkins, as if they really got to the south, but there was an endless chill in between, and the horrible figure of Lord Haidi came over from the bridge, full of ice floes Drifting away, how dare you touch him.

Looking at Chen Changsheng, who fell on the shore of the lake, Haidi's expression was still indifferent, and the deep green eyes seemed to have a ghost fire burning in the depths. He is a big devil, and he doesn’t know how many great things he has experienced in his life, but even he, thinking that the pope of the human race will die in his hands at the next moment, can’t help but feel a little nervous and extremely excited.

The mist that enveloped the lake garden has been replaced by a monstrous devil qi, as if he felt his mind rippling at this time, and it also shook with it, turning into a cold wind.

If you look closely, or can find out, most of the cold wind comes from the weapon like a broken monument in his hand.

An Hua's pale face was full of utter despair. He looked down at the invincible terrorist enemy and continued to drag Chen Changsheng and Squeak towards the courtyard wall.

Suddenly, she found that Chen Changsheng's body became much heavier and could no longer drag herself. Then, one hand was very clean, warm, and steady, patting her arm twice. At the same time, a very clean, warm, and steady voice sounded.

"I'm ok."

The speaker is Chen Changsheng.

He stood up and looked towards the bridge, his hand already holding the scabbard.

The name of the sword is innocent, and the sheath is called the Tibetan front, during which there are countless famous swords hidden in the world, as well as his true most powerful means.

The moment he reached out to hold the scabbard, a string of stone beads appeared on his wrist.

This string of stones looks unpretentious, and can even be said to be crude, without any fluctuation in breath.

But as soon as his squeaky eyes fell on it, he felt his heartbeat beating uncontrollably.

She is the highest level of life in the world. Even if she can't see the true nature of these stones, she is still sensitive to these stones at such a short distance.

What are these shocking stone beads?

Anhua Realm is not enough to feel the speciality of these stone beads, but she is dedicated to the Tao, and the Tao is very clear, but let her feel another breath earlier.

That breath also came from those stone beads, but not the stone beads themselves, but hidden in another world very far behind one of the stone beads.

Countless primitive, wild, savage and even **** breath, as if coming from there.

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The string of stone beads on Chen Changsheng's wrist was given one drop, and divided into half by Xu Yourong. Now there are only a few left. They are tied together by a red string, but they do not appear sparse, because these stones Zhu is the heavenly stele he got from Zhou Yuan, and it has its own indescribable beauty.

The wild and **** breath that Anhua sensed also came from Zhou Yuan.

Although to this day, he still has not fully realized the secrets of these heavenly steles and the companions in Zhou Yuan may not be able to change the world, but this is still his most powerful means, of course, in addition to this There was a letter that was never opened.

With these methods, he believes that even if he can't defeat Haidi, he can at least last for a while.

But if all these methods are implemented, and still can't change the current situation, what should we do?

Before tonight, he hadn’t thought about this problem. He had experience fighting sea flute. Under the premise that he had prepared in advance, he thought that these means would be enough to defeat the other party. However, he did not expect that compared with last year , Haidi is more powerful and scary.

His eyes fell on the broken stele in Haidi's hand.

The change is because of this thing, otherwise squeak should just last for a longer period of time, enough for him to kill all the powerful demon in the snow valley.

This broken monument should not be a commonly used weapon for Haidi. At least he hadn't seen it on the snowfield last year.

"Even if you have every means, you will definitely die in my hands tonight."

Haidi stood on the bridge, watching him look indifferent and said, "Who can resist the gods?"

Is he talking about this broken monument?

Previously, this broken monument smashed the green leaves in the squeaky hand into a crack. Although it was very small, it still made her and Chen Changsheng feel unprecedented shock.

Because Aoba is the world.

Being able to fight against a world, and even faintly destroying the true and objective weapons of this world, what can it be if it is not a divine thing?

Chen Changsheng naturally remembered a picture of Tianshuling that night.

The green leaves of Uncle Pope drifted into the night, and came to the front of Tianhai Shenghou.

Tianhai Shenghou reached out and took something from the Tianshu Mausoleum, and just smashed it past unreasonably.

Although the powers of that night and the two battles tonight are very different, they are really similar.

The more such associations, the more Chen Changsheng felt that the broken stele in Haidi's hands was more familiar, and even had a kind of intimate feeling.

Is this really the Tianshu tablet that was left outside?

This seems to be the only conclusion, but Chen Changsheng still has one thing to understand.

If Haidi really held the celestial monument that had been silenced for many years, with his terrifying realm, as long as he tried his best, he and squeak were afraid that they would not have any ability to resist, even now holding the sword sheath, ready to use There is no chance of the last resort.

Why didn't Haidi do this? At this time, I was still talking on the bridge. Are you afraid of the treasures of the palace, or are you waiting for changes?

Just then, the change really happened.

The sky filled with ice floating in the courtyard suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Because an extremely clear piano sound occupies all positions between heaven and earth.

For demons, the opportunity to kill the human pope is definitely not to be missed, even if they have to pay countless lives for it.

At this time, Haidi is more than ten feet away from this historic event that will surely shake the world. It can be completed between breathing.

Logically speaking, even if Bai Di or the business firm were close, he could not stop his footsteps, even if he might be killed later.

However, with this clear piano sound, Haidi stopped.

The sound of the piano is extremely cold and cold, with a bit of chill, I wonder if it represents the mood of the violinist at this time.

Qin Yin fell, and the bridge deck was covered with a shallow layer of frost. At this time, when I thought about it, it would be a bit slippery.

Hai Di's body surface was also covered with a layer of frost, as if turned into an ice sculpture.

He turned slowly and his movements were extremely difficult.

He looked at the beginning of the piano sound, and the deep green eyes deep into the eyes with extremely complex emotions.

It was anxiety, shock, and fear.

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