About half an hour later, the left half of the ear came to an old house in the north of Raven Town, looked in through the iron fence, sighed from time to time, and seemed a little hesitant and deliberate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hey!" After a while, the gatekeeper spotted him, and shouted and asked, "That one over there, why is he sneaking around there, trying to be beaten!" ”

"I'm ...... This one...... The ......" remembered the painful experience last time, and the left half of his ear couldn't help but shrink back, and he stammered when he spoke.

......Seeing that the other party did not answer and refused to leave, the gatekeeper immediately rang the bell.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen men in cleaners' clothes rushed out of the old house, and surrounded the left half of the ear with a fierce look.

"Ehehe, I thought it was who, it turned out to be half an ear in the apartment area, it seems that the lesson from the last time was not thorough enough." The man at the head recognized the left half of the ear and said with a smile. Then everyone laughed, and their eyes were full of banter, like looking at a mouse that had fallen into a trap.

"Don't ...... Don't hit me...... If you have something to say...... Say it well......" Holding his head in his left half ear, he squatted down with a frightened expression.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee......" The crowd slowly approached and laughed louder.

"The two countries are at war, and if we don't kill them, we are all civilized people." The left half of the ear shouted.

"Those who don't have ears dare to say that they are here." "Just like you, you're still a civilized person, I think it's a fart smeller." "Don't talk about it, kill him." Everyone shouted and cursed, and at the same time rolled up their sleeves and prepared to fight.

"I have an urgent matter to find your boss, very urgent." The left half of his ear shrank to the ground and shouted, "Whoever delays the matter, be careful that your boss deducts your wages." ”

Suddenly, everyone hesitated, after all, deducting wages is a big thing.

"What's the matter, say!" The man at the head pointed to the greasy nose in the left half of his ear and asked sharply.

"I can't say anything until I see him." Left half ear said.

"Do you think our boss is something you can see if you want to?" The man at the head asked rhetorically.

"Don't believe him, maybe he's here to assassinate the boss." "None of the corpse movers are good." "yes, beat him." The crowd rolled up their sleeves again, ready to start.

"Wait!" The left half of the ear suddenly stood up and said in an awe-inspiring voice, "Go back and tell you boss, there is a landwalker who is in danger and needs the fire of life......" He shook his head, yin and yang said in frustration, and finally took a deep breath and asked loudly, "Do you save or don't save!" ”

For a moment, everyone was intimidated by his momentum, and they all took a step back.

"Earthwalker?" "The fire of life?" They looked at each other, all stunned.

"Hurry up and ask, or it will be too late." The volume in the left half of the ear was eight points higher.

"Damn, I'm here to ask for the fire of life, and I'm still so arrogant, when we're idiots." "Kill him!" "Poke his old." Everyone scolded and began to roll up their sleeves again.

"Wait......" The man at the head frowned, raised his hand thoughtfully, and stopped everyone, "I'll ask the boss before I talk about it." With that, he walked into the old house without looking back.

It didn't take long for the boss of the corpse bearer to come out. His nickname, "The Flipping Mouse," was a middle-aged man in his early fifties, dressed in tattered floral clothes. I saw that he looked nervous, and as soon as he saw the left half of his ear, he asked, "What you said is true?" ”

"That's right." The left half of the ear said with his head held high.

"Quick, take it." The Sky Rat immediately ripped off the necklace hanging from his chest and handed it to the left half-ear along with the pendant containing the fire of life.

"Your ......" then glanced at the man who had just gone in to call him. The latter immediately removed the necklace with the pendant attached to it and handed it over.

"Thank you, thank you." The left half of the ear was wrinkled, and the little eyes flashed with a sly light, and he was about to turn away, but was stopped.

"Wait!" The Sky Turning Mouse grabbed his shoulder hard, put on a straight face, and said in a deep voice, "Left half ear, you listened to me......"

"My eldest brother was seriously injured and refused to let me use it when he was about to die."

The rat pointed at the man, "His wife is seriously ill and when she is about to die, she refuses to let him use it." ”

"So ......"

"If I find out that you are cheating us, even if you flee to the ends of the world, to the homeland of the Forsaken, I will pay all the costs and tear you to pieces!"

"Do you understand?" The Heaven-Turning Rat roared.

"Brother, I know." The left half ear put away his lewd expression and replied seriously.

"A few of you, escort him for a ride." The Heaven-Turning Rat nodded at a few of his more powerful subordinates and said to them.

"Yes!" Several people responded in unison.

Next, Zuo Ban'er ran to two places in the town, got three life fires from the frozen corpse man in the south of the town, and two more from the corpse dragger in the east of the town, and then rushed back to the cold storage of the corpse mover under the escort of more than ten men.

"Wake up, kid." The wrinkled old corpse mover raised his hands and plunged the reddish glimmering needle into the corpse's chest.

"You are the vast sword of the frost world, how can you die in this filthy place, this is definitely not your destination!" He spoke aloud, injecting a crystal clear serum into the silent atrium.

"Come back, kid!"

One after another, the cherished flames of life, carrying piety and hope, poured into the cold body like hot magma, reaching the limbs and bones.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

The sleeping heart finally responded, making a faint sound. The two old corpse movers immediately cried with joy and hugged each other.

"Great, the ancestor has appeared!" "Hahaha!"

At this time, there was still the last fire of life left, and with a slight hesitation in the right half of the finger, it was injected into the young man's body.

Suddenly, the young man's body erupted with a bright blue light. A vast amount of psionic energy erupted and swept through the room. All kinds of small objects, such as pots and pans, bottles and cans, tables, chairs and benches, rose into the air and rotated around the small bed at high speed.

"This ...... What's the matter......" "Help! The two old corpse movers were stunned by the sight before them, hugging each other and huddled in the corner, trembling.

As time passed, the light on the young man became more and more abundant, and the objects turned faster and faster, bringing gusts of wind. The two old corpse movers only felt that they were in the center of the storm, their hair, beard, and eyebrows blown horizontally.

"It's over, I'm going to die." "It's a big loss this time."

Just as they were in shock, the air suddenly froze, and everything stopped moving, suspended in the air motionless, as if even time had stood still.

"Huh?" "What's wrong?" The two old corpse movers glanced at each other, and at the same time at the young man on the cot.

I saw that the blue light flowed like substance, gradually shrinking, condensing, and turning into a little starlight......

Flickering light and dark, load sinking and floating, ethereal and blurry, like real and illusory.

"Linghua Xingsha, he's advanced!" Looking at the dream-like scene, the well-informed right half of the finger suddenly woke up and shouted loudly.

Between the wandering of life and death, and the stimulation of a large number of life fires, Tianchang, who lost consciousness, finally broke through the bottleneck and stepped half of his foot into the holy realm.

From then on, the avenue was broad and straight to the sky.

In an instant, the spiritual energy condensed into sand was integrated into every part of the body, and all the broken tissues were full of vitality.

......With bursts of muscle contractions, a large number of severely deformed warheads and steel pieces sprayed out with jet-black blood lines, and grew granulations at a speed visible to the naked eye, sealing the wound. Although he was still unconscious, his breathing had stabilized and he was out of danger.

When everything was back to normal, the right half of the finger covered the young man with the quilt, and then left the room with the left half of the ear.

Seven days later......

At about nine o'clock in the evening, a young gangster with oily hair and a pink face, dressed in colorful clothes, carrying a black iron sword that did not match his size, came to the largest bar in Raventown, "Red Eyes", pushed open the old double low door, and walked in.

"Second young master, good evening, what are you going to do?" The boss greeted him from the bar. The other party is the younger brother of Tiger Tiger, the boss of the creeper, who is arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and loses his temper when he doesn't go well at all. What he is most afraid of is such a guest, and he has to be carefully served every time, for fear of offending.

"What good things you can have here, that's custom." The thug shook his hand casually and sat down at the bar.

"Okay." The bar owner returned to the bar, poured a large glass of rum, pushed it over and said, "I'm in for the first drink of the day." ”

"You still know each other." The second young master said with a contemptuous face.

"Second Young Master, your sword is so majestic, can you show me." An acquaintance of the thug leaned over and said.

"It's just a broken sword." The second young master said proudly, then pulled out his sword vigorously, and threw it on the bar counter with a "clang", "It's heavy and stupid, it's not as good as a kitchen knife." ”

Looking at it, the sword body was black and shiny, revealing a cold feeling, and the little gangster couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and said enviously, "It's really good......

"A piece of scrap iron is also worth your fuss, it's really useless......" The second young master squinted at the other party and said disdainfully.

At this moment, a fierce gaze slowly swept over him, and finally landed on the black iron sword. The owner of the gaze was not far behind him, in an inconspicuous corner, wearing the gray cloth robes that were everywhere, drinking alone.

Three hours later, at twelve o'clock in the evening, the second young master had drunk enough wine, boasted enough, dropped a silver coin, and walked out of the door drunk.

It didn't take long for the gray-robed man to get up and settle the bill and follow.

The moonlight was hazy, the lights were faint, and the streets of the apartment area were silent. The shadows of the ground stretched long, and from time to time there was a call or two of wild cats. The second young master hummed a little song, stepped on the shallow snow with flirtatious steps, and walked staggeringly.

Dozens of meters away, in the shadows of the building, a pair of night owl-like eyes were locked on his back, cold and silent, without the slightest breath......