Chapter 1965： Whose road to heaven? (1/2)

Hansen is bearing the artistic conception of the three characters of the town Tiangong. He is indifferent to his care, and he has not heard what Qianyuhe said.

Thousands of cranes saw Hansen supporting the hard work. Without much thought, they reached out and supported Hansen.

”Let's relax a bit, nothing.” Qian Yuhe supported Hansen and said with a smile.

Although the artistic conception of the three characters of Zhentian Temple is strong, but Qian Yuhe is the blood of the Tianzu, he was born in the town of Tiangong, and he was relieved of the power of the artistic conception. He helped Hansen to go, even if Hansen was crushed by the intentional pressure, he That is to mention more than one thing.

Thousands of cranes see Han Sen himself still walking, he is holding him with his arms, and when he can't support it, he will hold it hard.

Although Hansen seemed to be very difficult to walk, but still supported the walk to more than five hundred steps, then the body could not support it, and the waist was bent down.

Thousands of cranes support Hansen's arm and want to straighten Hansen's body.

However, this force suddenly felt that Hansen's body was like a big stone. The thousand cranes used a lot of power to lift him up straight.

”You relax a little, don't use force, it's just an illusion, and there is no real power on you.” Qian Yuhe thought that Hansen himself was working hard, so it would be so heavy.

Han Sen did not listen to what he said at all. The horror of the artistic conception poured into his body, making him feel like a mountain, and he can only insist on it with all his heart.

Thousands of cranes helped Han Sen to go up. The more he walked, the heavier he felt. The heart secretly wondered: ”How is this guy's willpower so weak, not being overwhelmed, even unconsciously exerting excessive force.”

After walking for a while, Qian Yuhe felt that Hansen’s body was a bit too heavy. He had to glance at Hansen’s body and found that there was no breath in his body and there was no sign of exertion.

”Strange, his breath has not moved, how can the body be so heavy? The artistic conception of Zhentiangong should only be psychologically suppressed, and there will be no such substantial pressure!” Qian Yuhe was puzzled, but could not see The clues can only help Hansen to go on.

Hansen's body is getting heavier and heavier. Thousands of cranes can still hold Hansen with one arm, but then one arm is hugged up with Hansen, but it still feels a little hard.

”Hey, are you okay?” Thousands of cranes frowned at Hansen, seeing Hansen's body red, sweat drenched the clothes, and the breathing became very depressed, like being crushed and dying. .

Hansen’s eyes are prominent and covered with bloodshot eyes. It seems that the body is crushed and is about to collapse.

Hansen did not think that he would become so terrible after he let go of his body and mind and let the artistic conception of the town Tiangong invade the body. Now, I can only rely on the will to support it without being overwhelmed. It is impossible to walk again. After a thousand jade steps, it is basically carried up by thousands of cranes.

Qian Yuhe can't understand what it is. The artistic conception of the three characters of Zhentian Palace is not so powerful.

Where did he know that Hansen was doing his own death, not only did not confront the artistic conception, but also introduced the artistic conception into the body. The madman who did this had never been there before, and Qian Yuhe knew that there would be such a situation.

Seeing Hansen walking is not going to happen, the mind does not seem to be so awake, Qian Yuhe can only walk Hansen up, feel the arms are getting heavier, they are almost exhausted, or feel the arms sour, they can't stand It is.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Qian Yuhe’s arm was pulled hard, his footsteps changed, and when he arrived in front of Hansen, Hansen’s body suddenly fell forward and threw himself on his back.