"If you have nothing to do, hurry up, there is not much time on earth."

After Bai Yujun finished speaking, he slowly rose again and continued the dragon language secret technique that had not been completed before. As just said, the time on earth is really running out.

It may take a long time to come back next time.

Zhenbei smiled wryly and shook his head.

There's really nothing to do in this life.

If you say poor, there is always food to eat. If you say not poor, you are always running around and working hard in exchange for living.

I can’t get rich and I can’t starve to death. I wear clothes for a long time, and my shoes are worn out. Every time I pass by a high-end restaurant, I think that if I get rich, I must go in for a meal. I never dare to step into a brand store and eat. A box lunch that you have to eat even though you know it might not be good.

Drink tap water secretly when no one is looking.

I like to play games at night, because no one in the game knows or cares who you are, whether you are shabby or not, there are not so many bad things among players, and the world in the game is often more comfortable than reality.

Passing by the lottery station, I will go in and buy two, knowing that I will not win the jackpot.

In fact, most of the time, it is to buy the idea of ​​​​continuing to live, and use the next possible jackpot to change your life to anesthetize yourself and continue to live.

Living hard is because there is so little hope, otherwise what can I do.

There are too many people who can’t stand up because of poor words. When talking on the phone with their hometown, they are all about spending money. If they have money, who will talk about depressing topics, who doesn’t want to talk about taste and cultivation, talk about elegance, and decide what to think. It's not about the so-called personal accomplishment, it's about money.

Zhenbei has been running around for money for so many years, and there is really not much to miss.

The experience is more of a disappointment.

For leaving, I felt a little relaxed inside.

I just don't know what Bai Long means when he said that it needs to be tempered for a while...

I patted the cat girl's head, too lazy to think too much.

Just go, go and see.

There are only too many memories left in this place. For hundreds of years, I desperately remembered and was reluctant to let go. Since Bai Long said she had a way, then believe her. There is a feeling that what Shenlong said is a promise.

He dug all his pockets and found a half-drenched and cold cigarette butt.

Holding the crumpled cigarette **** between his fingers, he hesitated for a moment and shook his head, flicking it lightly, and half of the cigarette **** fell into the snow.

Look up at the sky.

The wormhole is still hanging in the black cloud, but the ugly monster is gone.

It was gloomy and gloomy, the snow was flying, and the super-giant translucent white dragon hovered and danced smartly.

The slender figure that swung the dragon's tail around radiating waves of waves.

"It's so beautiful..."

He breathed a sigh of breath, and his eyes could not leave the sky at all. Several soldiers had their backs on the vehicle, and their injuries were completely inactive. They even felt that their whole body was full of strength.

Zhenbei came over and leaned against the car together, and put his elbows on the hood and looked up at the sky.

Talking to himself, he seemed to be admonishing a few soldiers.

"We can go from the long history to today, not relying on gods, but relying on the ancestors who dared to fight and fight step by step to overcome obstacles. Those fabricated for power in the later period can never replace the blood and sweat shed by the ancestors, otherwise it will be a betrayal. Remember, we don't believe in God, we only believe in ourselves."

The soldiers turned their heads, and their eyes became more and more confident...

Zhenbei smiled and patted the shoulders of the brothers of life and death.

"Remember what you saw today, believe in our totems, and slander Shenlong's propaganda for a purpose. You must have your own brain instead of believing what others say. After all, it's just a few characters on the Internet, and it's not worth going wholeheartedly. letter."

He paused and continued.

"It's up to you in the future, remember, believe in yourself, and don't turn your back on your ancestors."

When speaking, Zhenbei's eyes gradually glowed red.

With the advancement of Dragon Law, Zhenbei has been able to vaguely sense the other nine himself...

The gunner scratched his head.

"It doesn't feel like the eyes are red and it's not decent in the movie."

Hearing this, the little proprietress of the burrito stand pinched her waist and pricked up her cat ears.

"Meow~ Justice doesn't depend on appearance, but what I do. Although I am a monster, I am willing to fight to defend the land under my feet. This is our common home."

The machine gunner blushed with embarrassment. He was right. Justice depends on what he did. Although the ethnic groups were different, the kitten belonged to his own.

"Yes, this is our common home."

Reaching out, the other three soldiers also extended their hands and folded them together, and then looked at the kitten demon, the owner of the burrito stand snorted and stretched out their small hands, big and small together...

Zhenbei is very happy that they can stand together after experiencing the same life and death. That sentence is right, this is our common home.

The mysterious and incomprehensible dragon language of syllables continues.

Mysterious, desolate, distant.

Gradually, Zhenbei felt breathless and heavy, and the war-torn old dynasties kept flashing before him!

The memory of the defeat and death that year came flooding back in an instant.

Not once, but the memory of nine times of death is superimposed on the body at the same time, nine times of pain and despair!

"what……!"

He hugged his head hard and roared, his eyes became more and more red!

Bai Yujun squinted her eyes and remained unmoved. Her red lips recited the characters of the dragon language. If you gain something, you must lose something. It is not incompetent anger that you rely on to gain powerful strength. Rain, snow, hail without falling pie.

The tone of the dragon's voice was intensified again, and the waves that emanated finally locked the body of Jiu Shizhen North's body.

When locked, Bai Yujun opened her beautiful eyes, and ended the long dragon spell.

"Wake up..."

The sound flew into the distance with the wind.

A distant old city, a modern city.

The suburbs of the old capital were cold and bleak under the cold wind in the early winter. Suddenly, the clouds in the sky condensed into the image of a coiled dragon, entrenched in the wasteland of the ancient battlefield.

The highway is jammed with many cars.

The passengers felt uncomfortable getting out of the car for a long time, and pointed to taking pictures of the cloud phenomenon in the sky. Suddenly, someone noticed that there was movement in the wasteland by the roadside.

"Look! What is that?"

I saw the barren grass by the road suddenly tremble, and the thin snow trembled.

The ground is like a dull thunder, the vibration frequency is getting faster and faster, and the cracks in the ground are spreading.

Seeing such visions these days, almost no one is afraid except for a few timid ones, and they even gather excitedly to watch.

"Will it be the subway construction, or maybe someone secretly digs and dug through it."

"If you want me to tell you, it is very likely that the earth dragon turned over. We were the capital in ancient times."

A guy hurriedly added a sentence.

"It's also possible that it's a zombie, black and white, flying, or something."

As soon as the words were finished, the dust and snow on the ground suddenly exploded.

An arm popped out with a bang...

The guy is stupid, he swears, it's really just a joke...

I saw that hand supported the ground and tried hard~lightnovelpub.net~ A tall figure emerged from the soil and stood up, the iron armor was rusted and scarred everywhere, and there were many rotten arrows stuck in the seam of the armor, wearing a hat and helmet. The armor is broken and decayed, and the flesh and blood are half rotten, which is quite terrifying.

His eyes glowed red, and he looked like an ancient soldier who was suddenly resurrected.

The scene was silent, and the onlookers were stunned.

The terrifying figure looked back in the direction of the city, and said two vague words with a hoarse voice.

"Heaven... Ce!"

Blood red and black suffocating around his body, thin snow, weeds, lonely backs, and endless loneliness.

Suddenly, a desolate dragon roar sounded in the sky.

The corpse raised its head, was pulled into the air by the mysterious force, and flew in a certain direction against the cold wind.

The same supernatural event occurred in eight other places at the same time.