: 467 Our world is too narrow

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In an instant, in the ice-blue magic eyes of the square, the aurora-like cold knives were completely imprinted in it, full of the entire field of vision.
As the two rituals say, this knife is completely handed over to the body to react to the attack, even if the attack speed is exactly the same as the square, the reaction speed is completely exceeded.
In the face of such a knife, Fang Li can no longer defend.
No, it should be said that Fang Li does not know whether this knife is aimed at the moment of his defense, and cut down the dead line on his moon blade.
If this is the case, in the moment of defense, the victory and defeat will be immediately separated.
Under such circumstances, the party chose to abandon the defense. In the sound of "啪", the soles of the feet fell heavily on the surface of the sea, causing the sea to blow up a splash of water while the body shape tried to dodge.
"Hey!"
In the sharp wind, the cold knife wiped the chest in the square and landed in the empty space.
The toes of the square have a little water surface, and the figure is like a fallen leaf blown by the wind. It floats gently and then falls back after a while, standing firm.
Even so, there is no trace of meaning in the square. The ice-blue magic eyes are staring at the two rituals, clinging to the moon blade, and always beware of the other side's violence.
However, what surprised the party was that the two ceremonies were no longer as aggressive as they used to be. Instead, they slowly relaxed the tight body and dropped the hand that clasped the moon blade.
Thus, the two pairs of identical magic eyes are viewed together, allowing the lines of sight that capture the death to meet each other.
Seeing that the two ceremonies suddenly stopped, the brows in the square were crumpled and could not help but sound.
"What? Don't you fight?"
It is said that the two rituals are not acknowledging or denying, and they use such unspeakable words to say such a sentence.
"Not found yet?"
This sentence sounds like it is sympathy.
Of course, there is no sympathy and no pity in the words of the two rituals, and it does not matter if it is not close to human feelings.
However, it is obvious that Fang Li feels that something absolutely makes me feel worthy of being sympathized.
It’s like that there’s something decisive that has happened, but I’ve found nothing at all.
When the party was going to ask for a clear question, suddenly, the face in the party changed slightly.
Until then, Fang Li discovered.
My body is constantly getting cold.
No, it is not getting cold, but the body temperature is losing at an alarming rate.
At this moment, Fang felt that he was thrown into the ice cave.
The skin becomes cold little by little.
The internal organs became cold little by little.
The head became frozen little by little.
The blood flow becomes sluggish little by little.
The constant loss of body temperature is caused by the amazing disappearance of physical strength.
No, this is not true.
What is gone is not physical strength, but vitality.
"Well…!"
Finally, Fang Li only felt that his legs did not listen to it, and fell into the sea under a burst of power.
At this time, if the party does not know what happened, it is not worthy of having a dead eye.
"It turned out to be..."
The blood on his face had completely faded away, leaving only a white, scary face, and he lifted it up and cast his gaze straight ahead, casting it into the two rituals.
Immediately, the opening of the word in a square.
"Have you killed my body temperature?"
In other words, just the knife, the square did not avoid.
Although he was not cut into the body, the dead line on the square was cut.
That line of death is the dead line of body temperature.
In this regard, the two ceremonies are still not recognized, and they are not denied. They just carry the moon blade, lift their feet, and walk toward the square step by step.
"Everything has its own flaws in everything, and these flaws can't be seen by ordinary people, but we can see them clearly."
"Including concepts, space, disease and the future, these all have their own flaws. If so, we can see these eyes."
"You know this clearly, but it's just useless. If you can't understand these concepts yourself, then if the ocean is vast and wide, then you just have it, not use it.

It is true that the soul of the sea can record all deaths and should kill everything.
However, even if this is the case, if the party does not think that it can kill these things, then you can not see the dead line of these things.
"Like a phone, if it can still talk, it seems to us to be "live", and we can clearly see its dead line.

"But if it can't talk a day, then we will think that it is "dead" and can't see its dead line anymore.

"Even if this ocean clearly records its death, we can clearly understand its death, but our consciousness and understanding still affect the scope of the eye, performance and target."
"In the words of oranges, that is, "our world is too narrow."

The vision in the square has been a little fuzzy, and I can hardly see the surroundings, and I can't see the two rituals that gradually approached myself.
However, the words of the two ceremonies were clearly heard in the square.
I have to say that the two ceremonies are correct.
After all, the other party is the image of the two rituals in the heart of the party, and the essence of the soul of the ocean, the understanding of death, the use of the eyes of the dead, all can not be reached.
All along, the Fang has been constantly training his assassination in order to be able to exert the power of the deadly eye.
As the two rituals say, although the sacred eyes are powerful, they can be invincible and can't be cut.
Clearly understand this, the natural side in order to play the power of the deadly eyes, and try to exercise their own technology.
Now, Fang's combat technology is fully mature, not only has a perfect grasp of the seven-night assassination, but also a complete understanding of the assassination from ancient times to the present.
In this way, it is time to turn to the development of the death of the dead eye, let yourself take it to the next level.
At this time, the two ceremonies finally came to the front of the party.
Fang Fang looked up, but he could only see a pair of ice blue magic eyes, staring at himself condescendingly, just like seeing through all his weaknesses.
Finally, Fang Li heard such a discourse.
"Today, you have this luxury with some oceans."
"If you don't quickly understand the nature of this ocean, maybe you will really die..."
With the fall of such a sentence, the consciousness in the square began to break.