Gate of Revelation Chapter 646: [Little stick pokes me? 】

Sister Yun turned over and dismounted, inserted Shi Zhongjian's backhand in her waist, stepped towards Sebasta, with a disdainful sneer on her face: "I don't need a sword. Let me see, now your recovery How capable is it. "

"Damn!" Sebasta gritted his teeth and banged his fists against his chest again. He wanted to open a new void, but was rushed by Sister Yun, and his slim hand held him like an electric flash. Neck and pressed him to the ground.

Sister Yun held Sebasta's neck with her left hand and pressed him to death. Her right hand was raised high, and she slammed a punch into Sebasta's face.

Even when she lowered her fist, she carried a faint layer of silver awn.

Sebastad pressed Sister Yun's punch with the same backhand punch to Sister Yun's waist, but Sister Yun slammed it with her elbow, then retracted her right hand and pressed He caught Sebasta's left arm and twisted suddenly.

The sound of a crisp bone fracture came, and the arm was twisted into a twist.

His neck suddenly stretched out like a poisonous snake. The upper and lower rows of teeth bit Sister Yun's neck, but was blocked by Sister Yun with an armband. Then she hit her face with a punch The whole head was smashed into the dirt.

The face made up of various species was originally distorted and weird. It was hit by the fist with silver awns and suddenly became like a pizza cake photographed on the ground.

"Demon and martial arts?"

Boom! One punch!

"S level?"

Boom! One punch!

"Tear my mouth?"

Boom! One punch!

"And-dare to hurt me?!"

Boom! One punch!

Sister Yun's mouth slightly bent, looking at Sebasta's face under her, and her indifferent face suddenly had a bloodthirsty expression. With each punch, he repeated coldly what Sebasta had said.

Sebasta struggled frantically, but had no effect. She could only be held down by Sister Yun, and she was punched in the face with one punch.

Blood was dripping from the wound on his face, but this time there was no more blood to replenish himself.

The ground was quickly smashed into a deep pit. Sebasta's long neck stretched into the pit, and his head was almost buried in the picture.

During Sebasta's scream, Sister Yun pinched his neck, pulled him out of the soil, and lifted it high.

Although she is tall and tall among women, she is slightly petite compared to Sebasta. However, referring to Sebasta's appearance, he was not at all struggling.

Sebasta also twitched his legs to kick in. Sister Yun flashed a cold light in her eyes, and her right leg was pinched **** his two thigh bones.

His eyes rolled and he almost fainted.

Sister Yun held him close to his mouth with a mocking smile on his face:

"Little bat, do you think that at the end of the world ... there is only one white to be afraid of?"

"Rao ... forgive me ..."

Sebasta moved his lips, squeezing intermittent sounds from his throat.

"I haven't been angry for many years, and haven't been hurt for many years." Sister Yun smiled slightly and shook her head: "Do you know? The crime that provokes me is very serious."

"I ... wrong ... forgive me ..."

Sebasta's face has been completely beaten into mud. If it is not on the neck, it is almost impossible to see that it is a face.

"Reject."

Sister Yun shook her head and looked down at the wound on her body again: "The one who can hurt me without being killed by me is only one person. And you-not him."

She squeezed Sebasta's left hand high into the sky. Sebasta, who had been frustrated with hairsprings, was thrown more than ten meters high before falling.

He lost his wings and was isolated from the ability of the Void Blood Pond to recover. He has no strength to fly.

Then Sister Yun once again summoned a spear and threw it at the air.

The gun blade, with a more fierce silver mane than before, passed through Sebasta's chest, leaving a huge hole. Countless silver awns spread around the wound until the whole person turned into a silver spark.

When Sebastat fell to the ground from the air, his entire body had become a fine silver powder.

Chen Xiaolian stared blankly at Sister Yun in the distance, her jaw was almost closed.

Except for the thorn flower team leader Chen who once defeated the three S-level masters of Zero City with his own strength, this is the strongest master Chen Xiaolian has ever seen!

"Chen Xiaolian ... why did you show this expression?"

Lan Hai looked up and looked at Chen Xiaolian.

Chen Xiaolian sat down beside Blue Ocean and exhaled a long breath: "She killed ... an S-class."

"S-Class? What's that?" Blue Ocean was puzzled.

Chen Xiaolian stared at Lan Hai, looked for a long while, and suddenly laughed: "Mr. Lan Hai, when I went to Zero City that year, when I first met you, you told me a lot of things. But I didn't expect it to change now. I'll answer it for you.

The so-called S level refers to the strongest level of the strength measure between the awakened person and the player-of course, including the leaker. For example, the previous Wuya is an S-level master.

Of course, there is also a difference between strength and weakness. But in general, if you have S-class power, no matter what kind of enemy you are facing, it is unlikely to be killed. Even if you can't beat, you can always run away if you want to run. "

"What about you? Now that you say that Wuya is S-Class, why did you kill him before? You are also S-Class?" Blue Ocean frowned.

"First, I didn't really kill Wuya." Chen Xiaolian smiled and shook his head with a bitter smile: "Isn't that guy named Sebasta that Wuya died in his hands. Although I thought that one He was killed, but now it seems that he was just severely wounded.

Second, my last blow was actually an overdraft of my skills. After letting go of that move, I will be in a state of collapse for a while. Although you can recover slowly, it takes time after all. This method of self-explosion is only used when desperate.

Third, I ’m not a real S-Class, but at that time, I had the power left by a certain S-Class master—he, you also know, is the sky knife—once On the real S-Class, the stuffing will be revealed. If Wuya had known that I still had the last big trick, I would never fight my life so easily. "

"So, what grade is she?" Lan Hai glanced at Sister Yun who was coming over.

"I don't know." Chen Xiaolian shook his head: "I only know that this guy is an old monster ..."

"What are you doing ?! Don't touch me!"

Sister Yun just walked in front of the three of them, and suddenly heard a lot of screams, as if frightened, his complexion, and a flash of body appeared in front of him and squatted: "What's wrong, a lot?"

"There is a little brother ... he poke me with a stick!"

Duoduo raised his head and flattened his mouth, his face seemed aggrieved.

Chen Xiaolian looked around beside him.

Not at all ... no one!

...

Xia Xiaolei has been staring at the sea bowl in front of him, as if to eat the firelight into his eyes.

At first, he blinked a few seconds, but he still tried to keep his eyes wide. But slowly, the blinking speed has become slower and slower.

Xia Xiaolei hasn't blinked for at least ten minutes, but he doesn't notice it.

As for how long it has been before he sat by the lights, he even forgot himself.

Or—It's better to forget the idea of ​​time than to forget it.

The walls of the surrounding rooms have disappeared, the table has disappeared, and even that sea bowl has disappeared. In Xia Xiaolei's line of sight, there was only one thing that could be seen now, and that was the flame beating above the wick.

The flame's beating is like a rhythm, and it dances in Xia Xiaolei's eyes.

His breathing became smoother and more subtle, and eventually he disappeared into the invisible.

Suddenly, a fierce beating suddenly broke out in the fire light, and Xia Xiaolei's heart twitched with that beating, and then he woke up from the state of being almost settled.

I have almost lost my ability to think just now. Only now I have recovered the consciousness of Xia Xiaolei. He suddenly got up from the ground and tried to take a deep breath, but he didn't notice that he just kept sitting for too long, from waist to legs. They were completely stiff, one too hard and fell back to the ground.

When Xia Xiaolei fell, his eyes caught a familiar shadow in the corner of the room!

The mosaic!

Xia Xiaolei scrambled to his feet, closed his eyes tightly and shook his head, then opened his eyes and looked ...

Nothing wrong! It ... it really happened again!

Xia Xiaolei held back the sore legs, held the table to stand firm, looked at the mosaic, and opened the team channel to report the tires, but just stopped talking, thought, and silently closed Lost communication.

If the tyre comes, the mosaic disappears again, and he's just afraid to really think of himself as a fool.

At least ... you have to confirm it yourself.

Xia Xiaolei glanced around, took out a candle from the box where he was sitting, and stomped toward the mosaic.

The house is not large. Xia Xiaolei quickly walked to the mosaic, carefully held out the candle, and stunned it.

Last time, Xia Xiaolei's fingers easily passed through the mosaic, as if through the surrounding air. But this time, the candle head clearly touched a soft object.

Xia Xiaolei almost doubted that he was mistaken, and added some strength.

Then he heard a clear cry of a child in his ear:

"What are you doing ?! Don't touch me!"

Xia Xiaolei was startled, and fell to the ground backwards.

Xia Xiaolei lay on the ground for a few seconds before finally confirming that what he was hearing was not an illusion. A creep climbed up, holding the candle in both hands, pointing at the mosaic like a dagger, and trying to use himself The fiercest voice roared: "Who ... are you! It is a man or a ghost! It is a demon or a demon! Tell you that our head is very powerful! If you dare to kill me, my head will avenge me!" "

However, the mosaic did not answer him this time, but stood up from the original sitting position, as if looking up at the sky.

Xia Xiaolei then saw it turned in the opposite direction, and his voice was aggrieved, "There is a little brother ... he poke me with a stick!"

Xia Xiaolei lowered his head and looked at the candle in his hands.

It seems like ... I'm talking about myself.

Who is speaking to this mosaic ...?

But at least, Xia Xiaolei confirmed once again that this mosaic didn't seem to be hostile or offensive.

Listening to it, it looks like a child.

"Hey! What the **** are you! Answer me!"

Then the group of mosaics turned around, and it was faintly visible that Xia Xiaolei was facing his face: "How many are I, who are you?"

"I ... My name is Xia Xiaolei! Why are you in this room?"

Xia Xiaolei calmed himself and straightened his chest.

"Room? I can't see the room. It's dark here, nothing but you ... I can't see you, it seems like you ... just a shadow."

"Nothing but me? Who was you talking to just now?" Xia Xiaolei scratched his head.

"No, no!" The group of mosaics called Duoduo shook their hands vigorously: "It's nothing black here with you, of course I'm fine here! I was talking to Aunt Yun!"

"I am here ... you here ... what the **** are you talking about? Who is Aunt Yun?" Xia Xiaolei was completely confused: "Are you not in the room at our base now!"

"No, I'm with Aunt Yun now. Aunt Yun ... just defeated a bad guy. That bad guy is awesome. But she said, as long as I let the pilot light on my head, it's nothing Do n’t be afraid! ”

"Receive ... receive the light? It's on top of your head ..."

Xia Xiaolei subconsciously excited, turned his head and looked behind him.

"You mean ... the one behind me?"

"This is the one above me. Above me, not behind you!" Dodo seemed a little anxious: "You can see me, why can't you see the lamp above me?"

Xia Xiaolei scratched his head again.

The mosaic head is empty in front of me. Where's the light?

"Okay, no matter how many ... I just want to figure out what exactly are you doing here! Are you a player, an awakener, or ... a monster in a copy!"

"The Awakener?" Duoduo said: "I seem to have heard the name. Aunt Yun seems to have said that I was also an Awakener before, but it is no longer. But the player and copy you said ... yes Say World of Warcraft? I heard the fat from our class said, he said ... That seems to be an old-fashioned game played by a middle-aged uncle! "

"What a mess! What kind of ghost is your big fat! How old are you this year!" Xia Xiaolei bit his back molar.

"I ... I am in third grade. Why are you so fierce, older brother!"

"Year 3 ...?" Xia Xiaolei couldn't help crying.

I was surprised by a kid who was still in the third grade of elementary school and under ten years old.

"Okay, I'm not fierce ... you say, do you know why you are here?"

"I ... I don't know ..." A lot of mosaics shook his head: "Every time I encountered danger before, Aunt Yun would let me raise the lamp, and bad people could not touch me. But this kind of At that time ... I have never met anyone else. Only today, I met your elder brother ... "

"Dangerous? Bad people? Where are you exactly?"

"Aunt Yun said, this is called the end of the world. She said that I was dead, but as long as she followed her there would be nothing ... But then we met two people, and Aunt Yun said that one of them could take me Send home. "

"End of the world?"

Xia Xiaolei froze.

After returning from Zero City, the head of the small face once said that Qiao Qiao may now be at the end of the world. Once he finds an opportunity, he will definitely rescue Jojo.

Somehow, Xia Xiaolei suddenly had a strange idea in his heart.

The head of the small face said earlier that he was looking for someone in Romania ... but this time, but after so long, there was no response in the team channel.

Did he ...

"Well, have you ever heard of a man named Chen Xiaolian at the end of that world? He is our head. He is older than me. He looks very handsome, but he is very aggressive when he is serious."

"Chen Xiaolian?"

Duoduo looked up next to him, stretched out his fingers and pointed at an empty ground: "This is what Aunt Yun said, the big brother who can take me back ... it seems like Chen Xiaolian."

Xia Xiaolei paused.

A few seconds later, he heard a lot of hesitation and reopened. Although it was still his voice, his tone changed completely.

"Xia Xiaolei? I'm Chen Xiaolian. Are you okay?"