Thriller Paradise Chapter 968: Regret

Begonia and Fengxin did not survive the pursuit of Ruoyu and Huajian for too long, although they used various methods to fight and retreat in the roundabout process, and also released a second batch of mechanical killer bees. Procrastination, but Ruoyu's personal strength is still very obvious.

Even if Ruoyu did not activate the soul at this moment, her physique was enough to suppress these two c-level fighting players; not to mention...there is flower room assistance next to her, on both sides. Under the premise that the players are medically assisted and the number of players is equal, to put it bluntly, it depends on how strong the other main combatant is.

Obviously, in this kind of terrain and this distance, players who specialize in shooting are at a disadvantage; when they meet opponents like Ruoyu, they can only consider themselves unlucky...

So, after nearly ten minutes of escape, offense and defense, and fighting, the news of the death of [Tie Haitang] and [Hyacinth] reached the ears of teammates.

At this time, the [Blood Rose] was already driven into desperation by the Blood Corpse God...

Even though the current blood corpse **** is not in full bloom, it is still very easy for him to launch [Fear Projection] in a small area.

Under the pressure of rising shock value, Blood Rose's performance was obviously affected. Faced with Blood Corpse God, a level summoned creature with extremely powerful physical skills and high-speed regeneration ability, once it loses its calmness, it is almost impossible to get back to the situation.

To make matters worse... Wang Tanzhi also quickly rushed to the Blood Corpse God to help out. In this way, the last ray of hope for Blood Rose's survival-"The duration of the Blood Corpse God is over", It was declared shattered.

This semi-final has reached this point, and the outcome... is basically clear.

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In the early morning, the soft light pierced through the mist, lighting up a pink morning glow in the cherry tree garden.

At this moment, above the cherry blossoms, a horizontal, icy corpse... actually gradually recovered its body temperature.

Her chest began to rise and fall again.

A ruddy color gradually appeared on her face.

Her appearance, skin and body shape... all returned to a girlish state.

Not long after, Lin Yan opened his eyes.

And the first person she saw... was actually Feng Bujue.

"You..." Lin Yan didn't express much excitement. She was still a little dazed at the moment, "Is this... a dream..."

"No." Feng Bujue was sitting cross-legged next to her, staring at her eyes, "If you have something you can only say to me in a dream. Or you can only say Do what you did to me in your dream, I advise you to dismiss this idea immediately."

His words immediately made Lin Yan sober.

"I..." Lin Yan supported her body and sat up, "I...didn't I die?"

"Dead." Feng Bujue replied, "It takes about three cups of tea to die."

"Then I..." Lin Yan originally wanted to ask something. But when the words came to her lips, her gaze caught Cao Qin not far away.

At this time, Cao Gongzheng sat down under a cherry tree. For some reason... his black hair has all turned white, and his skin has become dry and wrinkled.

But... Lin Yan recognized him at a glance, even though she was a few dozen years old in an instant, she still recognized this old man as her adoptive father.

"Foster father!" Lin Yanjiao yelled, and quickly got up and walked over. She grabbed the old man's arm and asked with concern, "Foster father. What's wrong with you?"

"Hehe...the foster father is okay..." Cao Qin's face showed a gratified smile, he took a deep look at Lin Yan, "I...just tired...it's time to rest."

"This..." Lin Yan's eyes moistened in an instant. She turned her head back in grief and anger, staring at Feng Bujue, "Did the surname Feng do something to you?"

"Hey... Blame me again?" Feng Bujue said, and stood up, patted the dust on his body.

"No...Yan'er, you misunderstood..." Cao Qin's voice seemed weak, but he still raised his voice as best as he could, "If it weren't for the Feng Lao Master to take action. You can't come back to life."

"What the **** is this..." Lin Yan looked at Cao Qin puzzledly, "...what the **** is going on?"

"Simply put..." Seeing that Cao Qin had difficulty speaking, Feng Bujue took the lead and said, "Your foster father gave up his cultivation skills. With my special mentality, you have been resurrected."

Actually, this matter is not complicated in detail...

First of all, Cao Qin passed on all the skills of the supreme unique knowledge he had realized when he entered the Dao——【Dao Guo Jue】(one of the two secret secrets of Cao Gong Gong, the other is the Sunflower Canon). Feng Bujue's body.

Then. Brother Jue relied on the instant output produced by burning up his own data intensity... the efficiency improved in one breath.

In the next period of time, the effect is more than just "returning a target to the state a few seconds ago", this ability can actually do a lot...

Within a few seconds, Feng Bujue completed a series of brain simulations of operations with zero-day calculus, and then he gave [the Rod of Asclepius] to himself by rewriting and guiding the data. Power] (the ability to resurrect once) was transferred to Lin Yan, and the effect was slightly adjusted.

So... the scene of the resurrection was staged.

Of course, there are reasons why Feng Bujue used the "simple" term for Lin Yan: first, because Lin Yan didn't understand the meaning even if he listened to words like this; second... Naturally, speaking out the name of this trick in the game will leak information.

"Foster father...is this true?" Lin Yan looked at Cao Qin.

"Yan'er..." Cao Qin did not answer this question, because he had no more energy to say one more word.

At this moment, the face of this peerless expert is full of exhaustion. He has the last strength, just want to finish what he has to say...

"Foster father...no...I, Cao Qin...I'm sorry." Cao Qin's breathing became heavy.

"Foster father...you...what does this mean..." Lin Yan is very smart, she has guessed something vaguely, but she is unwilling to reveal it.

"You should not hate Feng Bujue, the person you should hate...I..." Cao Qin said, "I killed you..."

"No! Foster father!" Lin Yan interrupted him categorically, "Stop talking...you sit down and wait for my luck to heal you..."

"Heh...silly boy..." Cao Qin laughed bitterly, and replied, "My pulse condition...Is it possible to withstand the transmission of gong?"

When Lin Yan heard this, her expression changed suddenly.

Become desperate and helpless...

If it weren't for great fluctuations in emotions and thoughts. Lin Yan should have noticed when he grabbed Cao Qin’s arm... Father Cao’s body is now like a dangerous building that may collapse at any time. All the beams, pillars and walls in the building have been removed or mutilated. , Even if it is a breeze from the outside world. It is possible that he will fall completely...

"Haha...haha..." Lin Yan's eyes were dizzy and she took a big breath. She tried her best to calm herself down and figured out a way...

"Lord of the Lao!" She was indeed very smart, so she quickly thought of the only feasible way.

Lin Yan suddenly rushed to Feng Bujue. He knelt down heavily and said hoarsely: "Please save my foster father!"

"This..." Feng Bujue only had time to return to the last word.

Lin Yan has already knocked his head on the ground: "Please! Please... as long as you save my foster father, I will do anything! I will be a cow and a horse for you... I will give you... …"

"Get up..." Brother Jue supported her with one hand to prevent her from further self-harm, and sighed and shook his head, "Your foster father did not save you to see you behave like a cow. Horse."

"You don't save him...I won't get up!" Lin Yan still knelt, but Feng Bujue held her shoulders on her shoulders, and she couldn't kowtow anymore.

"It's not that I don't want to save, but I can't do anything." Feng Bujue said again.

"No...you can save the dead..." Lin Yan seemed unwilling to accept the facts. She sobbed softly and pleaded, "Please... the lord of the lao... please..."

"Enough!" Feng Bujue yelled violently, frightening Lin Yan's cry.

"Your foster father gave up his cultivation base, gave up immortality, and also gave up his ideals... just to let you live again in this world..." Brother Jue said sharply to Lin Yan , "...This is his own choice of redemption method, you should fulfill him."

Lin Yan was speechless by him, suddenly turned around and crawled to Cao Qin's side on her knees.

"Foster father...I..." Lin Yan choked up and wanted to say something, but it was difficult to express in a thousand words.

"I understand..." Cao Qin said, "I understand..." He shook his head, "Unfortunately...I understood too late." He paused for a few seconds. He continued with difficulty, "Yan'er, listen to me..." He secretly sighed, ready to explain the last paragraph. "Foster father committed many evils throughout his life. In the first half of his life, he was ambitious and killed countless people for his own selfish desires. In the second half of his life, he admitted that he was involved in the world and pursued the righteousness... But he still killed countless people. After all, I just found out what I did. It’s just a different excuse.

The Lord Feng Lao is right, no matter whether this world will become what I want it to be...people like me are not tolerated.

People like me... don't deserve your forgiveness. It's not worth your gratitude.

Today, you can use your own life in exchange for your life... The foster father died without regret. "

"Foster father..." Lin Yan sobbed softly. She didn't dare to interrupt Cao Qin, because she was afraid that the other party would be interrupted and would never be able to speak again.

"Yaner..." Cao Qin continued, "Foster father knows that you are kind by nature... Actually you don't want to hate anyone, but in order to be my'pawn', in order to become my'pawn', I want you The kind of person you have become, you are forcing yourself to hate Feng Bujue, and forcing yourself to become the "king of hell"." When he said this, his face was completely bloodless, "From now on, you don't want to be like this again. Now... you have to live well, live for yourself..."

After all, he is a grandmaster. Even in this near-death state, he can still say the whole paragraph more completely: "I and the Lord Feng Lao... have been arranged. From today onwards,'Hell King 'It's already dead, only Lin Yan is alive. No matter the rivers, lakes, or the court, no one will come to ask for your news again. You can leave this valley and go outside...whatever you thought about..."

Cao Qin...After all, he couldn't finish all the things he wanted to say.

Life will always be like this. There is no "all things ready" for nothing, and no one is "safe". Each of us comes to this world in varying degrees of panic. Leave in an unexpected moment.

If regret is a kind of beauty, only people with strong hearts can truly appreciate it.

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Remaining autumn, the setting sun is slanting.

For decades, the fog in Burial Heart Valley...for the first time has disappeared.

Yesterday, many people came here, and most of them stayed in this land forever.

But some people left alive.

Feng Bujue and his teammates left... They turned into white light and disappeared, never greeted anyone.

Yuan Qi and the surviving martial arts tycoons also left... When Meng Yuan left, he also took away Cao Qin’s instructions, as well as the "Wu Xi Gong", "Four Elephant Techniques" and "Moving Mountain Iron Hands". The secrets can be described as a rewarding experience.

Later, the title of "League of Martial Arts" accompanied Yuan Qi for many years.

Who could have imagined that this mediocre man who did nothing before the age of 30 has become an immortal legend on the rivers and lakes; after that day, he is not only a nominal leader, but also "invincible in the world." A veritable" martial arts supreme.

Under the leadership of Yuan Qi, the entire martial arts can be described as stable and prosperous, and the waves are calm.

The irony is... after Yuan Qi a hundred years later, in order to compete for the throne of the leader and the "legacy of martial arts" left by Yuan Qi, an unprecedented dispute broke out in the martial arts. In the end... the court took advantage of the situation to intervene and reap the fishermen. Benefit.

Since then, there have been no more rivers and lakes in this world.

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Life geometry? Passing away like morning frost. Time does not matter, Hua is no longer sunny.

Decades later, the same last fall.

A woman, leading a camel, came to Burial Heart Villa.

The vicissitudes of life, the former prosperous mountain village, are now left in ruins.

But the wonderful cherry blossoms that bloom in autumn are still blooming on time every year.

In the early morning, the woman came under a cherry tree.

She looked at the cherry tree in front of her, stood there for a few seconds, and then untied a pot of wine from the belt around her waist, took a sip, and chanted with a bit of alcohol--

"The world is out of my generation,

As soon as I enter the arena, the years are reminded.

Huangtu Baye is talking and laughing,

Invincible life is a drunk..."

At this point, she lightly shook her fingers and hung down the flask, allowing the wine to drip under the tree.

"...lifting the sword and straddling the ghost rain,

The bones are like mountains and birds start to fly.

Dust and things are like hipsters like water,

I only sighed a few people back..."

The wine has drained, but the poem is not finished yet.

Her voice is still very beautiful, but her tone is exhausted. Her appearance is still very young, but her eyes are full of vicissitudes.

"...The returnee's heart is tired,

Luo Wei, the first birth of a red face and a white girl~ IndoMTL.com~ Don’t ask three thousand things about the world,

Take the rest of the wine. "

She raised her pink neck and poured the last few drops of wine in the pot into her mouth before turning around...

At this moment, a wisp of breeze was blowing, blowing her long hair.

It was gray hair.

As white as snow.

But under the white hair that drifted in the wind, it was the face of a girl.

Every year today, she will come back here.

Perhaps, she just came to see an old person to pick up a memory.

Or maybe, she is looking forward to... a reunion, an encounter. (To be continued.) If you think Horror Park is very beautiful! Then please put the website of this site! Recommend to your friends to watch together!