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Just because, in addition to going forward, I have no choice. If there is only such a trace of life, I must seize it and bear the life of Master on my back. When I am still young, he protects me, every time. They are so reliable, like Optimus Prime standing in front of me.
Now, the responsibility on the shoulder is gradually leaning on me. How can I let him down?
Under the bright sun, my sweat and I don’t know where the splattered blood stuck me. I’m in the middle of the town’s street. In my eyes, I became a long street. I don’t know when I started. Every footprint of my life will stay. The imprint of the wet, and later, is the direct bloody footprint.
The sadness in my heart is getting weaker and lighter. It is replaced by numbness and I am going 50 meters, but I can't remember how many times this knife was swung in my hand. How many times did the fist go out?
The secret hole has once again opened a limit that is about to reach me. Even if there is the power of the earth, and it keeps coming in, I can’t help but breathe. This kind of exhaustion is more mental and spiritual exhaustion. The pressure of the real 'battlefield'.
At this time, I passed by the old man. He didn't know when he was surrounded by the old man of the group. I couldn't pay attention to him. I couldn't have 5 or 6 or pursue it at any time. Or the person who attacked.
I was running and fighting, and the light that passed him by the corner of his eyes, but he was a little hesitant, seems to want to say something?
This made my heart suddenly move, almost a desperate environment, I want to fight for myself a little more, even though my breathing at this time is like pulling the bellows in the lungs, talking is a 'luxury' thing, I still bear Can not help but shouted: "Old man, do not allow me to go up the mountain, can not!"
At this time, a fist that didn't know where it was was suddenly coming to my temple. I was sideways, avoiding the key points, but the half of my face that was hit by this fist was a little numb and angry. I grabbed the fist. Then I don’t want to use my power, and I pull it hard to the ground.
The crisp crack of the bone, accompanied by screams, I have no reason to care about who the master of this fist is, but looking at the old man sideways, almost gnashing his teeth: "Because you can't stop the hope of others to survive, It doesn't matter if I die, my master is going to die, I will become a ghost, the first one is you."
The old man's face changed a bit, I think I must be very ‘狰狞’ at this time, but the words that are said are not ridiculous, but people have to take it seriously.
But the old man’s face is still hesitating. I am too lazy to care about him and hesitate? Just taking advantage of the shocking effect of the crazy blow, those subordinates did not dare to go forward in the air, and rushed several meters forward.
But at this moment, the voice of the old man’s hoarse voice came from my ear, and the Chinese language was born: “Have they called you Chen Chengyi?”I am very busy, busy killing. In this kind of accumulation of negative emotions, I am also full of some kind of anger against this old man. With his inexplicable question, I directly use it to say that he is using it. To: "I am not Chen Chengyi, are you? You asked this, is it guilty? Do you want to make up for me to burn some paper for tomorrow? You can rest assured that Laozi will not die, Laozi will live. Well done!"
The old man seems to know that I am angry, and does not care about me at all, but asks: "Old Li Yi Chen Chenyi? You are on the back, but Jiang Lizhen?"
"You are saying waste" I am more and more entangled, and I want to swear by the subconscious, but my mind is still awake. Once I know it, it is not easy to ask this question. "What do you mean?"
The old man did not explain it. He said directly to the people around him: "Help him."
Then, I haven’t reacted yet, I feel that a strange force has been added to me. Under the eyes of the sky, I clearly saw that the power that the old man had put on the people in the town was actually separated. One-twentieth of the weight is added to me.
This power is very strange. Besides making people feel the sense of power, they can feel the spiritual strength is slowly excited and I have intuition. This power comes from the heavens and the earth. As long as it is not excessive, it will not be too much for itself. The damage.
Is this the magic of witchcraft? But I know that there must be a price for everything. From the old man who is still doing his best, I see a thing called vitality that goes at ten times the usual speed!
"You go up the mountain." The old man looked at me and said.
With the support of this power, I feel as if I have gained new motivation, the mental and spiritual exhaustion is also appeased. I am more relaxed, so I have a little spare time. I want to ask the old man why. help me.
He said to me: "You naturally know everything about the mountain. If it is possible, call the people on the mountain. Go, I will help you, don't delay the time. Go up the mountain!"
During the conversation, he took out a strangely shaped dagger, and suddenly broke his chest. At that moment, I seemed to see something that had penetrated his chest. At this time, the one who was fighting was poor. Qi suddenly snarled again, after this roar, I don't have to look at it, I can feel this rich and fierce.
If this is the case, the holy king who is good at mental strength will certainly be dragged into the battle. The rest of the subordinates will be dragged by the people in the town. I will be able to break through.
As I thought, the old man blew a strange whistle. The people in this town began to gather quickly around me. They attacked me and chased me. I finally got rid of it. I was delighted, where? Still paying a lot, carrying Master quickly and moving in
The mountain pass ran.It turns out that he wants to help me, everything can be simple and I don't have to worry too much about the people in the town. After all, they now have the upper hand, and the main fighting power is dragged by the strange soul. If there is no strong reinforcement, even Yang Lan’s power will be defeated.
But I don't want to blame this old man inexplicably. He even told me to call the people on the mountain. Then I will take all the time to do all this.
In fact, if it wasn't for his help, I was already on the road, because the time of mystery is almost coming, and then delaying, I will eventually become the end of the strong, and then fall here.
Without obstacles, under the great power, I ran with my master, and if I had nothing, the speed of running was quite fast. It seemed to me that I was far away from the mountain pass, but I ran between a moment.
It is still the familiar bluestone road, or the weird and strange statue. At this moment, it seems so kind to me. I don’t want to go back to the mountain with my master.
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I walked up the hill in two steps and one step. On the way, I saw the baggage that I had thrown here before Master and I took it, and I took it in my hand. I almost rushed up without a pause.
I know that we are only just out of danger. We are able to enter the mountain. The farther we run, the safer we are. At least according to previous experience, there are many obstructions on the mountain, and it is difficult to search. My chances of survival with Master are not too big. a lot of.
At this time, the master of the soul was finally a little better. I heard him rushing in my ear and said: "Chengyi, stop, stop!"
stop? How can Master stop me at this time, have I climbed a few steps? However, due to some kind of tacit understanding and trust, I quickly stopped to ask Master: "Master, what do you want to say?"
Master did not answer me directly, but asked me an inexplicable question: "Do you count, how many steps have you climbed? Don't count."
My secret time is coming, but Master asked me to count how many steps I climbed. This is just that, I resisted the anxiety in my heart, or patiently started the first order, Master said, don’t count Wrong, I dare not count the mistakes, so that the number is very slow and careful.
Fortunately, I didn't climb for a long time. When my anxiety was almost swallowing me, I finally figured it out and said to Master: "Master, I have climbed 89 steps."
"Fortunately, okay." Master's tone actually had the feeling of the rest of his life. He even said it again and again.
What the hell is this all about?
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