Chapter 388： encounter (1/2)

Li Xianyu's doubts can only be buried in his heart, because those who can answer him, his heart is dead, like the life and death abuse that has often appeared in film, television, literature, and movies.

He knew that the Sanwu had died before.

Even though she has all the memories, remember the bits and pieces of the past, remember the twilight of the time she got along with herself.

But she will never think about enhancing her interpersonal relationship, and will never reveal a little caper because of his praise. When she touches her head again, a small peace in her empty eyes will appear, like spring water. Ripples inside.

She lost her relationship and became the most basic relationship.

”Everyone has his own life, you can't force it.” Huayang comforted.

”Does she have any hope of recovery?” Li Xianyu couldn't help lowering his voice.

”I don't know.” Huayang shook her head. She couldn't give any answer to this. ”Look at fate, look at good fortune.”

Silent, Li Xianyu turned his head and asked, ”San Wu, do you still want friends?”

San Wu also turned to look at him, and there was not even a ripple in his excessive eyes. She used to look a little expectant in the past: ”Well.”

Now, she doesn't even have any doubts about what a ”friend” is. She has completely reduced to a machine without emotion.

Li Xianyu completely collapsed and yelled, ”The fate of shit, the goodness of shit.”

He shouted a few words, his voice gradually lowered, and he covered his face, his voice trembling: ”This group is messy, I will kill them, kill them ...”

However, the ancient gods have been destroyed, and the **** of war has died, and he can't find the object to vent his anger. Hua Yang was right. Everything is fate. He cannot change San Wu ’s past, and he cannot change her destiny.

Just as he witnessed the life of the demon, but he was powerless to change what had happened.

”All she wants is to be an ordinary person, so simple, why should she torture her like this?” Li Xianyu murmured.

Cuihua stood on Li Xianyu's shoulders and felt a little trembling under his feet, and knew he was crying, although he was covering his face.

Master often said: There is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not in Taiwan either.

Isn't it the state of San Wu at this moment?

Master often says: ”Because of love, you are born of grief, and love is born of horror.”

But why do you see such sanwu, Cuihua has only heart and discomfort. One day, if she also cuts off the red dust and embraces the Mahayana Dharma, will he be so uncomfortable?

At this moment, a current sound came from the interphone that was turned on and the signal light flickered.

He held the walkie-talkie in surprise: ”The army is close to us.”

The intercom was switched on, but the signal from the crowd changed the face of the audience: ”Emergency help, urgent help, open up, are you with San Wu?”

...

Not long ago.

”Hands on?”

The earth **** passed the prepared information to the ape god, and after reading the ape god, he passed it to Lei Di, and then to the food **** ...

After reading a circle, the eight S-class Baoze who have gathered together look at each other, and then draw a √ or × on the ground.

3 votes in favour.

5 votes against.

Earth **** thought about it, took the phone back and typed the message: ”Is it because of the vulcan oil tank? Can one of us be arranged to protect him, the others are enough, we still have the Warriors of War. ”

Vulcan grinned.

His origin was damaged, and his combat power was no longer at its peak. However, in the past two days, his physical strength and vitality slowly recovered, and he was not weak enough to hinder himself. It was more than enough to protect himself.

”Speaking of Li Xianyu, she has been missing for two and a half days. Looking at her appearance, she should not have encountered any danger to her life.” Leidi said.

You don't need to communicate by editing text messages, you can say it upright.

Li Xianyu, who was in charge of seeking help from the Superpowers Association, has lost contact since acting independently in the Bronze Palace. Instead, the unparalleled war spirit that killed Wald Jones reunited with the large army early.

The Tushen and Baishen looked at each other, and he wrote a message: ”The kid is nourishing, hunting blood of all the great forces everywhere.”

Leidi took it, glanced at him, and was shocked: ”Why don't you tell me earlier?”

The **** of earth shrugged: ”This kind of thing is not good to say everywhere, and it is not a matter of importance.”

Ape God smiled: ”The kid is very clever, and we don't need to worry about it. Let's continue the discussion just now.”

So everyone stopped talking. Instead, they exchanged information in the way of writing information and voted by drawing √ and ×.

The topic they discussed: whether to cleanse the surrounding blood.

The shrine above him hangs in the east, like a lighthouse to guide the blood in Pantheon. They marched towards one place, and it was inevitable that they would meet together.

At this moment, one third of the forces entering the Pantheon, including the Baoze Group, are gathered together.

Among the seven surnames, the Shen family, Wang family, Zhao family, and Chen family.

The Taoist Buddha Association is relatively miserable. Before entering the Pantheon, the number of people in each temple was about four or five hundred. Today, there are only more than one hundred people present.

The casual repair is even worse. Compared with the ”famous family” and ”big rivers and lakes”, the casual repair is a vulnerable group.

The rich people rely on science and technology, and the poor rely on mutation. This phrase is also applicable to casual training. Disciples of the blood family and Taoism and Buddhism have rich and varied methods of practice, but they do not have casual training. The employees of Baoze Group have powerful instruments, but casual repair is still not available.

In the accident of the sculpture group recovery, countless casual repairers died on the spot.

Organizations composed of major casual repairs have not existed at this time.

The overseas forces are a little better. Those who dare to cross the ocean to explore foreign countries are elite and are not on the hunting list of the Baoze Group. Except for the Suspected Alliance, which is suspected of being completely annihilated by the army, the number of other organizations is about three-thirds One.

Now, these forces have temporarily gathered, maintaining a certain distance, and rested.