Chapter 147: fate

"rustle……"
Li Yan flipped, rushed through the wild with his forearms, and flashed the "Shan Fan" mark dangerously.
Behind him, the Niangniang Temple, which had been strewn in the rotten stone ladder and the deserted forest, was all dead white.
In this case, Li Yan was afraid to take the driving tool of Dodge Tomahawk to escape. Sitting in the car, there was no room for turning around, which could not escape Feng Yi's magical power.
Take the example just now. At the same time, there are three tanks of "Si Fan" drawn from different directions towards Li Yan. If it is not Li Yan's own flexibility, the explosive power and jumping power in the hook star state can be called horror. I was afraid that I was cut off by "Si Fan" long ago.
What made Li Yan's heart even more heavy was that he looked forward to it, gradually spreading, and he couldn't see the end at all, terrible white!
The mountains and fields are clear, black and white, broken withered grass, winding zigzag road, rotten black leaves buried in the snow, densely covered with black dead branches hanging from the trees, all under "Sifan", wiped into lifeless Dead white, and "Sifan" at this time has covered more than half of Yandu City!
He clenched his fists, ran to the inner city where Sifan had less influence, and scolded him severely:
"Yan Fu's group should eat shit."
...
In front of Gongdelin Suzhai's door, Cha Dao held a kitchen knife with red eyes. He was somewhat injured.
In front of him was a strong man nearly two meters high, and one arm was cut into a dripping skeleton by Cha Xiaodao, which was unbearable. But the man's look was freehand.
Cha Dadao was just a breathless effort, and the man's periosteal muscles grew back, as well as the epidermis and nails.
"Are there any tricks?"
The man asked coldly.
Inheritance: Endlessly depending on the shape of the flesh.
Those who look at the flesh have eyes but no gastrointestinal tract; the endless food eats, and the recovery is as good as ever, and the taste is thin.
Jin and Guo Xun's "Book of Mountains and Seas"
The meaning of this passage is that meat is considered an animal. The peculiarity lies in the fact that the meat on the body cannot be eaten, but unfortunately it has no taste.
The later "poor flavor", which is rather unfortunate, directly lowered the status of [Spicy Meat] in the Shan Hai Jing. However, the strong ability of self-healing is already a remarkable heritage.
Cha Xiaodao bit his cigarette in his mouth and was about to make a shot. A Sudu bird fluttered down with its wings flapping.
There was a sharp woman voice in the long beak, which was naturally the nine-winged Sudu.
"Cook! Definitely, go to the city after the fight, don't go to Niangniang Temple."
Cha Xiaodao froze. He noticed that the color of the bird's feathers was the same as that of the bird demon Li Yan was carrying, and he had already believed seven or eight points.
The big man narrowed his eyes and rushed up. A fist blasted into Cha Xiaodao's temple!
Su Dubird jumped up, chopped the knife back to the man's fist, chopped the blade of the kitchen knife, and the man seemed to feel no pain. The tiger roared and pressed against the back of the knife head on!
Zha Xiaodao's eyes were dark. The big man hugged him and opened his mouth violently. The beasts usually bite at Zha Xiao's neck.
"Dang 啷 ~"
The kitchen knife fell to the ground,
The blood arrows burst, the man's cheeks were sunken, and he sucked greedily, almost like a living person.
Suddenly, the man's face turned green. He let go of his mouth and looked up to face a golden-red face. Under the pale skin, volcanic melt seemed to flow.
He wanted to let go, only to find himself being hugged by Cha Xiaodao.
"You can stand the swordman, can the fireman?"
The knife sounded cold.
Kongfu cuisine, embrace carp!
"boom!"
A crimson stream of flames burst out from the two, and the pillars of fire were more than three meters high.
The hot magma shot on Gongdelin's signboard, and it was flaming. The surroundings turned into a sea of ​​fire.
The Jin Honghuo regimen could not fall from the wooden archway, and Cha Xiaodao stepped out against the patina glazed tile eaves. There were rose flames in the eyes. With breathtaking beauty.
Then he embarrassed himself with a pair of big trousers, and ran to the depths of Yanducheng shirtless.
...
"What the are these ..."
Zhao Xin muttered to himself in disbelief.
Sifan erased the glazed archway, along with the telephone poles and the sign of the fruit shop on the side, and turned it into a stern white.
Zhao Wu's eyes were covered with bandages, he observed for a while, and pulled Zhao Xin: "Walk along the central axis of the city."
The bald head saw blood.
Looking down from the sky, the huge scroll of Yandu, Sifan's eraser is undoubtedly erased from the two sides of the scroll a little bit to the middle.
The two brothers and sisters had good luck. Wu Shan did not catch up, and the designated matchup later, Zhao Wu, who lost one eye, showed weakness to the enemy, relying on Xuanming energy to turn into a black water stream without a physical body, and succeeded in winning.
Zhao Xin's opponent unfortunately became a victim of the "Si Fan" sweep. His head was wiped away by a dead white Sifan.
He won the designated showdown and devoured the new inheritance scroll. The sequelae of launching [Bai Ze] also calmed down the part and restored the former strength of about 80%.
In the entire city of Yandu, more have not yet been determined, and the horrible thoughts have arrived, erasing the two in the duel ...
In all the surviving Yan Fu walks, the announcement of Ni Tu's walking death was like snowflakes. In just 20 minutes after midnight, a total of 20 Yan Fu walks died!
In other words, there are less than ten walking alive, and these people are now like bow-struck birds, fleeing deep into the city of Yandu. Behind them, there are strange and violent "Sifan"
...
The towers, torii, stupas, hutongs, courtyards, and inscriptions, these millennial-style things are being wiped out by the imagination.
The old factory where the machine keeps working day and night. The bricks under the walls are pressed with homemade steel rings and iron medals, cement pipes and asphalt roads, buses and curbside yards are neatly arranged, and boxes of Coca-Cola glass bottles are unique. The imprint of light and shadow in this era is equally inevitable.
These real, lively "Yan Fu pulp" with a living vitality, just stripped off a little bit.
And that Yan Fu fruit core, there is still no trace.
However, in three or four hours, Nuoda's Yandu City had not many shelters.
The surviving walks, whether or not they were willing, were driven to a corner of Yan Fu's fruit by "Si Fan".
The center of Yandu City, the Forbidden City.
Only Feng Yi's direction, no trace of "Si Fan" appeared.
From the advent of this fruit, Feng Yi tried to use the power of Si Fan to open a gap.
When this mouth really appeared, he shouted the moment of customs clearance, the power of Wang Yang's "Thinking" was enough to drown the fruit.
"It's almost ready to dig. It's just such a little bit." Feng Yi stretched his waist.
"One-step trading is in front of you. If you don't like it, then follow this fruit and die out."
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