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Chapter 193: Endless Calamity 1

Chapter 193 Endless Calamity 1

Bang bang bang bang...

The three of them had a long bag on their heads, which turned into panda eyes.

"Open the fire..."

"Haha...yeah..."

The three men became little lambs.

...

"Forget it, it's good to die like this...get out..."

This kind of thought erodes its soul every moment. As long as the belief is a little unstable, as long as it is just a moment of giving up, it will completely die. This is the final persistence.

"Open...Open..."

Only the thought that was still struggling to support me was still resisting the darkness that was shrouded in.

The thought is still shrinking, and he doesn't understand whether he is dead at this moment and what state he is now in, but he knows only one thing that he can't die, and he can't even have a thought.

The power of thoughts hits the dark cage again and again, trying to break the cage of fate, but this power is too weak.

Once... ten times... hundreds of times... thousands of times... ten times...

I don’t remember how many times he had, but he couldn’t remember why he persevered. At this moment, he was just an instinctive counterattack in this residual thought.

“Open…Open…”

The thought of giving up countless times tempted me. This remaining thought has not relaxed for a long time, but the space for survival continues to shrink.

The power of destruction is getting bigger and bigger.

"No, I'm getting tired!"

In the endless darkness, there is no longer any light, it can only be regarded as a ray of residual thought.

"I am Yang Chen... I don't want to die..."

He often reminds himself to remember who he is, and once he forgets, he will be unable to turn things around.

“Open…Open…”

He slammed weakly at the power wrapped around all directions, seeking to see the light.

...

There was a raging fire in the medicine cauldron. After more than 80 days of tempering, the human body elixir seems to be taking shape, but the final steps are still missing.

The evil spirit drank tea and watched the heat, while the three kids who ignited with spiritual energy were already depressed at this moment and had no desire to live.

Why do you have to suffer this sin? All of this is the harm of the nightmare.

Demon Nightmare, you are dead, I will not let you go.

Fu Tu and Youzai greeted the ancestors of Demon Nightmare several times in their hearts.

...

“Open…Open…”

Instinctively impacting the darkness around it. To be precise, it cannot be called impact, it can only be called imaginary. Just like fantasy, you can only imagine it yourself, and nothing substantial happens at all.

"My name is Yang...Chen"

"open……"

^...

"Didn't you agree to be forty-nine days?"

"Ahem cough cough..."

“Eight…80…”

"Ninety-nine...it's eighty-one."

The three of them were completely exhausted and were treated as hard work.

"What if you want to accomplish something big, how can you do it without hard work?"

The evil spirit is instilling chicken soup in the heart, but this big thing has something to do with us.

The three of them dared not speak out.

"But it should be fine. Why is it almost possible to combine the pill on the 9981st day? What's the situation?"

Yao Ji didn't know that she couldn't become a pill now, and this was his judgment.

I thought I might have failed, so I started adding medicinal materials.

When the three of them saw the medicinal materials, they thought that the hard days were coming to an end, and adding medicinal materials meant the end.

^

...

"Is it a phantom?"

A sad smile, scenes emerged from the past and present lives.

Happiness, sadness, pain, joy, jealousy, greed, loneliness, loneliness, admiration, regret...

I missed too many times in this life, and I have been in the past ten thousand years of life’s unsatisfactory. It’s true. Perhaps in the end, we will forget what we have gained, only what we have lost and our regrets.

Whose life is smooth and smooth? Negative emotions occupy most of our life. What else can we use to live happily?

Every picture that passes by in front of you is so clear and full of power.

But whether it is sad or happy, these are all part of life and cannot be avoided.

Facing the pain of the past, facing the unhappiness of the past, and facing the scars that you don’t want to be uncovered is also a kind of growth.

Is it really good to consciously screen the pictures you want to see and hide those you don’t want to see?

If I can't live, then at least, I have to remember every bit of my life.

Starting from the first picture I remember, I searched for everything I had chosen to forget, and I wanted to see if I really did what I wanted, whether I had a clear conscience, and whether it was worth it?

The endless and darkness had swallowed up all the space, and he still had consciousness, but it was just a thought that could not be dissipated.

He was like a little bit of a trapped in a solidified dark wall, and it no longer existed.

However, the right to survive is something that everyone has. Destiny can arrange a person's trajectory and change the rights of the future, perhaps in the hands of everyone.

As for whether we can fight against destiny and the cycle of life and death, who knows?

From birth, from the first time I opened my eyes to see the world, from learning the first pronunciation, learning the first word, and learning to take the first step...

I don’t want to let go of every detail, and I gradually remembered the things that I had forgotten completely.

It turns out that what we have experienced is always there, and we have never been able to completely erase him.

Whether it is admitting it or not, whether it is meaningful or not, what you have experienced has been imprinted in your life, but no one can look back at the past in this life.

"This is me, Yang Chen...weak..."

"This is also... arrogance..."

"That's too, helpless..."

Many things come to my mind and many pictures appear.

There is innocence, jealousy, sadness, weakness, arrogance, helplessness, pride, loss, joy...

...

"Xiao Ji, I... can't do it..."

"I...I, too..."

"Let me go..."

Fu Tu Youzai's Demon Nightmare is no longer human, but the evil girl just refuses to let go.

"This time, I feel something big happened, and I'm persisting!"

The evil spirit was serious. Yes, the human body's alchemy did not seem to be moving in the direction he thought.

No matter how it is refined, the human body remains undeformed and maintains its initial outline.

However, the corpse's hair was gone and the body hair was gone.

The corpse absorbs power and the power of medicinal materials at every moment.

All the medicinal materials on the body of the demon nightmare have been tricked by Yao Ji. These medicinal materials, whether poison or spiritual medicine, were penetrated into the medicine cauldron under Yao Ji's insistence, and under their incredible circumstances, they turned into power and penetrated into Yang Chen's body.

These medicinal materials are enough to cultivate a large number of foundation-building and several golden elixir monks, but they are just wasted.

However, at this time, the four people who were usually bored really wanted to see how uncanny this corpse was and what would happen.

"Ji, what else do you want? I'll give it to..."

Fu Tu spent all his family's wealth because of love, hoping to make the beauty happy.
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