This is more like an inviolable and extremely majestic Valkyrie who descends from heaven to slay demons.

"It's so ironic. A few days ago, I was standing there aloof. A few days later, the situation suddenly reversed. I became the loser lying on the ground, and you became the victor standing high above." Yang Xie's mouth was bleeding.

, I felt desolate and began to feel sorry for myself.

At this moment, his body was covered in bruises, and every wound was bleeding. However, compared to the wounds on his flesh and blood body, his arrogant and fearless state of mind was broken by Lu Yun, becoming scarred and almost on the verge of being broken.

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The road to spiritual practice is inherently difficult and dangerous. Many monks with extraordinary talents can overcome many obstacles and obstacles simply by relying on their amazing talents, and easily reach the forefront of the field of spiritual practice.

So, Zhou Xing led Xiao Hei towards the Zhen Beast House.

Zhenshouju is made of bluestone. Although it has only one floor, it is gorgeously decorated and has a good reputation.

Although its location is somewhat remote, it occupies a large area.

Moreover, it has both military and civilian uses, and strong men in the Qi Gathering Realm are stationed here.

Therefore, both dignitaries and ordinary people like to hand over monster mounts to them.

Zhou Xing led Xiao Hei to the gate of Zhenshou Residence.

"Is this guest here to store his mount?"

When the waiter in the store saw a customer coming, he stood up quickly and asked enthusiastically.

Zhou Xing nodded, pointed at Xiao Hei and said, "This is the mount I want to leave."

"May I ask, guest, what is the level of your mount?"

When Lieutenant Colonel He Hui kicked open the door to the seventeenth floor...

Zhou Xing remained motionless, lying in the arms of a mixed-race child, not knowing whether he was alive or dead!

Lieutenant Colonel He Hui's heart sank, and his body boiled with anger!

The mixed-race man hurriedly explained: "I didn't do anything, he was fine, and then suddenly he was like this."

Lieutenant Colonel He Hui walked away with a gloomy face.

The mulatto shouted: "I swear, he fainted suddenly, and I didn't even touch him with a finger. He's not dead, he's still breathing. I don't know what happened to him, it's weird."

Lieutenant Colonel He Hui grabbed Zhou Xing.

The heartbeat is present, but very weak; the breathing is present, but very weak.

Zhou Xing was in a state of half-death.

The mixed-race man hesitated and said: "I have a stimulant here. If you give it a shot, he might be able to jump. Of course, it is more likely..."

The mixed-race man spread his hands and said: "The game is over!"

Lieutenant Colonel Kai Xing glared at him, picked up Zhou Xing and left.

A group of people rushed Zhou Xing to the best hospital in the southern district.

The results of the examination were: his vital signs were extremely weak, but they did not continue to deteriorate, and he was not sure when he would wake up.

The joy brought by a great victory was gone. Lieutenant Colonel He Hui even regretted why he got involved in this matter. If he had found a place to live quietly at that time, maybe nothing would have happened to Zhou Xing.

Two days passed.

But such a smooth journey cannot last a lifetime. Even a monk with extraordinary talents will eventually encounter obstacles at a certain point in his path of cultivation that cannot be easily overcome due to his natural talent.

When encountering such obstacles, some people will stop, re-examine themselves, sit in front of the wall, and break the current shackles and difficulties.

And some people are very likely to be unable to accept failure and are trapped in their own inner demons, unable to extricate themselves, resulting in a broken state of mind, just like a sharp sword that is too sharp, shattered and incomplete.

This is the calamity that the monks will face, and it is also the unavoidable ordeal in the Taoist heart.

If you get through it, the storm will rise, and you will be fearless all the way, and the flowers will bloom the most gorgeously in the world. If you can't get through it, your heart will be trapped in a cage, and the ground will become a prison.

High level.

"Boring." Lu Yun said indifferently to Yang Xie's self-pity.

"You..." Yang Xie's eyes widened and he was about to get angry, but when the anger reached his heart, he was on the verge of extinguishing it.

Yes, I am in such a miserable state now, and I lost to Lu Yun without any suspense. Isn't it natural for the winner to despise the weak?

My brother must have been extremely disappointed when he saw me like this. He would no longer care about him and would just let him fend for himself on this polar planet.

Thinking of this, he felt more and more sad and sad. He was so useless. The adults in the small clan compared him with Xiao Shiyi. The eldest brother did everything flawlessly and perfectly, and he was well-deserved in everyone's hearts.

The first person in the world is the moon held by all the stars, and his star, no matter how good he is, will be eclipsed by his perfection.

Just like the light of the bright moon and the light of shooting stars, the latter seems so insignificant.

To this day, this situation has not changed. His eldest brother has gone too far on the road of spiritual practice, and he is chasing after him but he can't even see his back.

At the same time, there were many powerful enemies popping up like mushrooms after a rain, and he had to work hard to deal with these fellow travelers.

I'm really tired... I'm too tired. I might as well give up on cultivating Taoism. It would be good to live a drunken life as a drunken, drunken and drunken wealthy man and spend time there. Or maybe I won't return to my clan and go to the land south of the Yangtze River to buy something.
Chapter completed!