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For the weak, the opposite category of people has a more lifestyle, namely freedom.

A ant can only meander in the cave, and it can barely pass the day in the dim all day long, and the birds can cross thousands of altitudes, and the beasts can tour the scenery of thousands of miles. All things are different.

This is what Zhang Ju considered.

The word "bureau" that I chose was originally meant to emphasize the overall situation. I don't know when it will start to become a limited meaning. Every time someone calls him, he can feel humiliation.

Fortunately, everything was ended by a small pill bottle. Years of hard work and regret were easily covered up by it, and a new chapter will be ushered in.

After the rebirth, Zhang Ju stood in front of the general. His body was several times stronger than before. The flowing vitality changed qualitatively. A real name appeared in his brain. Although it was vague, he clearly felt it, and he crossed over Real name level.

"Come back."

Zhang Ju intended to tell the general this good news, but the other party smiled slightly and waved him out. Although he didn't understand the other party's meaning, Zhang Ju still withdrew.

After he left, the silver-haired man couldn't help but ask him:

"You said that ten people used this medicine to live with four people. In fact, I told you that ten people used this medicine to live with eight people. Why do you want to make this change?"

The general sat on it and said leisurely:

"It's a matter of heart and mind. If I let him know that the risk of the drug is not big, he will account for the possibility of death, but if the risk is high, he will think that there will be a loss, but he will be more determined. Zhang Ju is Such a person."

The silver-haired person uttered a sentence, indicating that he was taught.

The general then asked:

"According to your opinion, Zhang Ju can indeed enter the real name level, but his breath is much weaker than the usual real name level. I wonder if it is a matter of medicine or a personal problem?"

The silver-haired man walked over to the general and explained:

"The real name has always been determined by the laws of the world. There are few drugs that can affect it, so the real name level can become a congenital hurdle for ordinary people. Although this blood poison can be forcibly promoted, it is particularly difficult to surpass the heaven. It’s already good."

His words were considered, Zhang Ju's strength was much weaker than ordinary real name level.

"That's it, so be it."

The general rubbed his temple, not to blame the silver-haired man for concealing, and began to rest on his own.

The next day, the news of the "magic medicine" in the barracks was spread by the lieutenant general.

As Zhang Ju entered the real name class, everyone saw it all. The warriors who came to try were endless. Soon, the strength of the army was improved overall, which was what the lieutenant general planned.

Zhang Ju didn't know that he was still floating in the wind and waves. Although he wanted to break free, he still couldn't relax.

After being hit by a male and female double-stranded sword, he could only lie on the ground weakly. Due to the collapse of the blood, the blood leaked from the flesh to the outside, mixed with dust, and then dried up quickly.

Opening his mouth slightly, he wanted to say something, but he didn't want to say anything. He originally thought that he would be very unwilling, but unexpectedly felt satisfied.

Probably already meant to be tired, he finally looked at his brother lying on the ground, he should not be dead, so he felt very relieved.

"Cough."

The lungs are already full of holes, if not relying on the half-lived longevity formula to stabilize the breath, Zhang Ju has already been killed.

Next, Zhang Ju again transported the life and death mantra, which is a kind of exercise that the heavier the injury is, the stronger the power is. Under the support of this force, Zhang Ju, who is a bit bloody, stood up again.

"You seem to have something to say."

Seeing the other person's lips shaking, Liu Siquan said so. At the same time, he raised Ziqing's double swords, hoping to give him a final blow.

Zhang Ju didn't speak, lost the sanctuary of the blood clan, and the sword spirit of the male and female double-strand swords swept frantically in his body, and his essence was madly passing away.

"Oh!"

For longevity, his breath became long, and the atrophied muscles became full.

Life and death tactics, cut off the hope of tomorrow, without leaving a trace of retreat, put all on one blow.

The Prajna Heart Sutra, the unshakable faith carried Zhang Ju straight forward, and the blood veins that were vacant interconnected and became strong and indestructible.

Ling Xu's footwork penetrates from the foot to the strength of Tianling Gai, and with it comes numerous openings in the body that are forcibly opened, moving faster than lightning.

"Four elephants in one, real name!"

In Zhang Ju’s mind, the vague real name glowed with brilliant golden light. In the line of life and death, he actually completed the span from the soul pill level to the real name level. The real power was awakened in his body and deep inside the soul. .

He came to Liu Siquan, before the opponent's airtight swordsmanship, without any hesitation, a pair of iron claws grabbed it, caught the movement changes of Ziqing's double swords, and forcibly locked.

"what?"

There was a trace of exclamation on Liu Siquan's face, but he did not feel panic. He had been in the real name class for many years, focusing on the mountain secret technique in one body.

It's a pity that Zhang Ju's strong attack is nothing but a manifestation of rebirth. Although it may cause some damage to Liu Siquan, this may also be destroyed because of the blood clan's body.

Before coming to Liu Siquan, he held his two swords in his palm. After that, his power quickly melted away, and Liu Siquan was all about urging the power of male and female double-stranded swords.

The dazzling light occupies Zhang Ju's vision. Just now he was still afraid of its sharp edge, but now it seems to have become irrelevant, but rather a bit serene.

In the face of death, he was calm.

As Death's sickle was nailed into the soul, Zhang Ju's mouth no longer twitched, his eyes closed slowly, all vitality was cut off, and finally he leaned back against the opposite side, his head facing the sky, motionless.

The wind blew past, a little still.

This is the end of the life of the unknown.

After solving another person who was obsessed with the power of the blood, Liu Siquan came to Liu Bei's side. Because of the time to breathe, his injury calmed down and his face became ruddy.

"Time is running out, we will leave here first, and the rest will be discussed later."

Thinking of the tactics, Liu Siquan changed the male and female double-stranded sword to the size of the palm of his hand and included it in his pocket.

He whistled into the distance, and the two horses rushed forward in good faith, and came to Sun Shangxiang and others.

"You also come up."

Liu Siquan turned over and pointed to another horse, so he ordered.

A quarter of an hour later, the reinforcements in Zhang Jukou's mouth did not come. It was the lieutenant general and a silver-haired man with corpses lying on the ground. Liu Bei and Sun Shangxiang and others had long disappeared.

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