Shen Liang nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Su is very familiar with No Man's Land, have you been here before?"

Su Changxing heard Shen Liang's temptation, but said without hesitation: "Yes, I stayed for a while."

Wu Qingsheng asked thoughtfully: "So you were injured in no man's land before."

Su Changxing nodded calmly, and said, "Yes, I almost died inside, but it's still luck."

Wu Qingsheng was sitting upright, with one hand propped on the ground and sitting on his side, staring at Su Changxing, smiling, and said:

"Brother Su, no matter what happens in the end, you must survive. The more the world is like this, the more powerful people are needed to survive."

"It doesn't matter if I'm one more or one less. I'm a cheap person. Maybe I should have died a long time ago. It's not bad to live to this day."

Su Changxing wiped his face, and said with a light smile, "For those who can live to this day, their lives are not cheap, and there is a saying that the lower the life, the harder it is."

The air is mixed with the residual gasoline smell, which is not good, but it makes people feel comfortable after covering up the rancid smell.

At this point, everyone has only one last breath left to hold on. Without this breath, it is probably complete despair.

Someone posted a post on the forum before he died. There was only one photo in the post.

"Did he see something else?"

The monk was a little puzzled, and felt that it was not that simple.

Su Changxing leaned against the wall, thought for a while and said, "He saw a different effect from the photo. It should be affected by the dead tree, and his mind was distorted."

He thought of the scene he encountered in the gathering place before, those white porcelain dolls that appeared out of thin air, and the weird laughter, which made people shudder.

Even if he had a strong mental resistance, it seemed useless. It was the monk who exerted his strength at a critical moment to be saved.

Until noon, they saw the shadow of the dead tree again, which made everyone frightened.

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"It stands to reason that even if it can grow very tall, we may not be able to see it." Aaron stared at the sky, his face twitching constantly, and said incoherently.

Before he finished speaking, he knelt down on the ground and twitched, emotionally breaking down.

Wu Qingsheng kicked his ass, and said sternly: "There are so many people here, don't embarrass me, like a man, if you die, you die, so what, you were almost hacked to death, and I didn't I see you cry."

Aaron slowly stood up from the ground, his expression returned to calm, and he said silently: "Boss, I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

They have no choice but to wait, waiting for death to come, like on the guillotine, looking at the executioner holding a big knife, watching the big knife being raised high.

Su Changxing lay on the top of the gas station, staring at the gray sky in a daze, listening to the scriptures recited silently by the monk, he felt quite comfortable.

"Weihuo, before that old man surrounded and killed you, it shows that you monks did pose a certain threat to him, but unfortunately, you missed that opportunity."

Thinking back on the past, he pondered.

The monk opened his eyes, thought for a while and said, "I don't know, but my senior brother is very powerful. Even if I become a Extraordinary, I should still be inferior to him."

"We have been cleaning up those puppets under his leadership before, maybe we really shouldn't enter the no-man's land."

"Actually, at that time, he didn't agree to go in, but he was also persuaded by me..."

"So I'm wondering if I've been doing something wrong."

Su Changxing turned his head to see his serious face, and smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter who is right or wrong, as long as the purpose is right, it's right. There are many things that people can't control or predict."

"Ha, if I can go back alive, I will definitely go to your temple to offer a stick of incense and give you some incense money."

The monk took off his hat, exposed his bald head, winked and said: "Then just give me the money and forget it, anyway, I won't get the incense money."

Su Changxing laughed loudly and said, "Weihuo, is this considered a breach of the precept, greedy?"

The monk shook his head and said, "I don't really look like a monk. I have been punished many times by the master before. My senior brother and the others are the real monks."

As time went by, the temperature gradually decreased, and the dead trees became bigger and bigger in the field of vision, as if covering the sky and the sun, the sky was dark, the light was blocked from the clouds, and scattered down in a curve.

Everything seemed unreal.

"Did you hear something whispering in your ear?"

Qu Zhaoyu stood on the side of the road, looked around and said.

"Oh, I heard that too, but I can't make out what you're saying?"

"I heard that too."

Several people next to him also said.

Su Changxing also heard it, as if someone was raving and singing in the wind, not mental interference, but real existence.

"Here it comes."

He looked up again, and the sky turned scarlet at some point, and the clouds and mist were also faintly smoky red.

There was nothing in front of him, but he could feel the presence of the other party.

"Why don't you run away? You can't run away. Death is your final destination."

The old man's voice suddenly appeared, erratic ~lightnovelpub.net~ from left to right, and then to left.

Like teasing them.

Su Changxing could feel the old man's mentality of watching a show, knowing that they had been running away, but he did not rush to catch up.

Not far away, a dead tree on the desert gradually transformed into shape, and the old man appeared there with a slightly hunched figure, looking at them with a smile on his face, full of pride and aloof.

The monk opened his eyes wide and said angrily, "What did you get, dragging so many people to die with you?"

The old man waved his hand and said slowly:

"I will not die with you. From now on, I will be an immortal existence, and the so-called gods are nothing more than that."

[Dry tree stand-in: a fake stand-in with the strength of the ninth rank. 】

"Really?"

Su Changxing chuckled, raised his pistol and aimed it at the old man's forehead, and pulled the trigger. The bullet pierced through the old man's head, blasting a hole the size of a fist, leaving behind a pile of dead branches.

"The most desperate thing about people is that no matter how hard you try, you can't succeed. There are only indifferent struggles and indifferent expectations."

The old man's voice still echoed in everyone's ears, like a nightmare.

Some people couldn't stand it and fell to the ground and wept aloud, their eyes were darkened, and their faces were full of despair.

Sudden.

Huang Longhu raised the ax in his hand, rushed towards Wu Qingsheng suddenly, and struck his back with the ax.

Wu Qingsheng came to his senses, dodged sideways, kicked Huang Longhu on the ground, and cursed: "Ah Hu, what the **** are you doing!"

Huang Longhu sat on the ground, staring blankly at Wu Qingsheng, with a blank face, and said: "No, boss, I didn't mean that." Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!