books44 Chapter 48 is because it symbolizes pure friendship and love.
Chapter 48 is because it symbolizes pure friendship and love.
Fan Wujiu: "He actually let us pass?"
Xie Bi'an: "Then let's take him out first!"
Fan Wujiu aimed precisely where he was directed, and with a flick of his sleeve, he charged out.
Xie Bi'an stood still, his gaze gradually shifting from the flustered Wang Wu to Li Tingyun, a young man standing behind Wang Wu.
He couldn't understand what this man was doing.
Li Tingyun stood in circles, as if searching for something in the ruins, when he tripped and fell.
Then, he rolled over, lay flat on his back, and turned over.
White Impermanence: "..."
No, this person is sick!
Even so, Xie Bi'an still dared not make any rash moves. He had to stay calm and support his partner. If Li Tingyun suddenly jumped up and started arguing with Lao Fan, he could rush over to help in time.
Fan Wujiu had already drawn his mourning staff and was only a step away from Wang Wu, who was flustered and sweating profusely.
The mourning staff transformed into a long, black jade-like blade, which swept across Wang Wu's neck!
Li Tingyun was still lying on the ground, lying upright. Despite his seemingly leisurely appearance, he was actually just that leisurely.
In this critical moment, he remained calm and composed, using the Immortal Binding Lock to make a phone call.
Confused, Mei Shiyu asked, "Master, do you know why flowers are so red?"
Mei Shiyu even managed to reply with a question on the other end: "...Why?"
Li Tingyun said softly, "Because it symbolizes pure friendship and love!"
Old Li, Old Li! Listen to my advice, don't go crazy!
Wang Laoliu's voice came from the other end of the system.
This is what they call "the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuchs are."
He was really getting desperate.
Despite the biomimetic AI timbre processing, the voice still sounds like it's about to have a heart attack.
[Host, you need to find a way to help Wang Wu; he'll definitely be a great help to you in the future!]
Putting everything else aside, just considering his father-son relationship with the protagonist, saving him might actually help ease the tension between you and the protagonist.
Besides, it's a matter of mutual dependence; if he dies, you'll be the next target of the Black and White Impermanence!
"no need."
Li Tingyun lay there peacefully.
He continued on the phone, "Master, do you prefer sweet or savory tofu pudding? I think spaghetti should be mixed with No. 42 concrete!"
Mei Shiyu had no interest in listening to his nonsense at the moment.
But I habitually replied, "You're right."
Wang Laoliu felt like his brain was about to explode.
[Host, please wake up... Don't lie there unable to get an erection!]
On Wang Wu's side, just as he was about to be beheaded by Fan Wujiu, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and pulled out a dice cup from his pocket.
It was the homemade magic weapon he had previously used to convert magic stones!
The amazing thing about this thing is that it can not only convert spiritual energy into demonic energy, but it can even absorb and purify demonic energy in reverse!
The dice cup, which was only the size of a palm, suddenly grew larger the moment Wang Wu pulled it out of his shirt, so he had to carry it on his shoulder.
Seeing this, Fan Wujiu raised his knife and struck without hesitation, intending to destroy this thing that he didn't know what it was.
Unexpectedly, the knife in his hand suddenly went out of control and was sucked into his stomach by the dice cup, which was the size of a wooden bucket, and disappeared without a trace.
Fan Wujiu's mind went blank.
"Heh heh, get rid of your weapon!"
Seeing that this tactic worked, Wang Wu was delighted.
But he was too happy too soon. Fan Wujiu immediately gathered powerful demonic energy in his palm and slashed down at him.
Wang Wu picked up the dice cup again, its bottomless opening facing Fan Wujiu's face, which was as black as soot from the bottom of a pot.
My heart was pounding, and I was still a little scared.
He only smiled again after the dice cup automatically absorbed all the demonic energy and he himself was completely unharmed.
Good job!
As expected of the treasure he painstakingly created, it didn't break even after absorbing so much demonic energy.
It seems that the piece of black iron he used to forge the dice cup was a good thing!
What was initially thought to be just a piece of scrap metal picked up by the roadside turned out to be surprisingly powerful in absorbing and transforming spiritual energy. After being crafted into a magical artifact, its effectiveness doubled...
It was truly a blessing from heaven!
Wang Wu's already barely visible eyes were practically disappearing from laughing.
This action also surprised Xie Bi'an, who was not far away.
He and Fan Wujiu were of one mind and understood each other perfectly. They secretly conversed, "Old Fan, what is that thing?"
Fan Wujiu frowned. "I don't know."
The two of them thought to themselves: Could it be that this fat guy is actually a master?
Just as Wang Wu was feeling smug, he suddenly felt his abdomen tighten and the crack in his golden elixir widen further.
Worse still, the dice cup he was holding began to tremble slightly, and became increasingly unresponsive, until finally—
With a "clang," the Black Impermanence's mourning staff was spat out and fell to the ground.
The demonic energy he had previously swallowed was completely expelled.
The Black and White Impermanence realized: Tch, it's just a paper tiger!
Wang Wu was enveloped in layers of thick blackish-purple smoke, which angered him so much that he threw his "precious treasure" on the ground and stomped his feet twice.
"You're so easily flattered!"
He clutched his stomach, thinking: I'm doomed, I'm definitely going to die this time!
As the black fog dissipated, Wang Wu had exhausted all his tricks.
Seeing the opportunity, Fan Wujiu recalled his mourning staff and, together with Xie Bi'an, leaped forward to attack, unleashing their deadly moves!
Wang Wu thought he was about to die, so he quickly used his elbow to shield his eyes and turned his back to minimize the damage...
To avoid a gruesome death, the departed souls spent twice as many days working at the border market as others.
He didn't notice that the boy behind him swayed as he stood up.
[Host, you fucking...you're finally awake!]
Wang Laoliu wept with joy.
But in the blink of an eye, he saw that the bloodshot in his eyes had not faded, and his mood plummeted like a rollercoaster.
The host is still very abnormal!
Sure enough, Li Tingyun turned to look at the two figures, one in black and one in white, opposite him and offered a brilliant insight:
"These two are just black and white, they're so monotonous. I'm going to teach them a lesson."
[Host, please don't act rashly...]
Wang Laoliu watched helplessly as Li Tingyun picked up a broken axe forged from ordinary iron and confronted the Black and White Impermanence head-on!
Their courage is truly commendable, worthy of praise and tears.
Wang Laoliu covered his eyes behind the control panel.
Can not bear to look.
If the host wasn't restricted by the system, he would still be Li Tingyun, who only played in the peak competition. No matter how crazy he became, the Black and White Impermanence would be no match for him and would surely die without a doubt.
but……
The word "but" is the worst thing about everything.
The host is currently just a "three-nothing" weakling with no cultivation, no magic power, and no realm!
In addition, he's a bit mentally unstable, so the bugs have piled up to the max.
This is like a complete novice who has never ridden a bicycle before, not only driving without a license and drunk on the highway, but also going head-to-head with the legendary driver of Mount Akina.
Wang Laoliu bet that he couldn't even start the engine, couldn't shift gears, and couldn't even turn the steering wheel!
Just wait for it to crash and burn.
But he secretly peeked through his fingers... and something unexpected happened.
Although unexpected, it was also reasonable.
Fan Wujiu pulled Xie Bi'an behind him and faced Li Tingyun's axe blade alone.
The blade tip was teeming with surging demonic energy, raging and churning violently.
Fan Wujiu felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation and oppression...
Wang Wu, who was resigned to his death, did not get a quick end, but the clanging and piercing sound of cold weapons rubbing together continued for a long time.
He sensed something was wrong, but dared not open his eyes. He quickly touched his head and found that he was still there.
I touched his neck; it wasn't broken.
A touch...
Wang Wu opened his eyes and first saw the Black and White Impermanence forced back more than ten feet away, then he turned his neck.
Then I saw the gloomy-faced boy pick up the dice cup he had thrown away from the ground.
Li Tingyun: "If a person is incompetent, they shouldn't blame the road for being uneven."
Wang Wu swallowed hard. "...Huh?"
People and magical artifacts have different chemistry; Li Tingyun was very interested in this dice cup and fell in love with it at first sight.
The dice cup shrank automatically in his hand and was put into his Qiankun bag, without caring whether Wang Wu agreed to give it to him or not.
"I saved your life, so this thing is mine now."
Wang Wu stared at the boy for a long time, his expression shifting rapidly, from disbelief at being rescued to relief and joy at surviving a disaster… Finally, he sincerely thanked him:
"Young man, thank you, but I see a dark aura around your face; you're bound to suffer bloodshed soon... Holy crap, they ambushed us!"