A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Chapter 447 Four Forty Six: Zheng Qian, I’ll Pick You Home

Jinge is really tired.

At 80 years old this year, he can be said to be exhausted physically and mentally.

Since he was the first person to obtain Blood Essence of the Candle Dragon, Zheng Qian was only the Emperor of the Candle Dragon at that time, so he did not have the ability to rejuvenate.

And Candle Dragon Blood Essence cannot be replaced, so his whole life can only live to 150 years old at best.

Physiologically cannot become young, which makes it impossible to be cured psychologically.

Over the years, during the Southern and Northern Wars, and during the years with Situ Zhou, he witnessed the strength of Eastern Sichuan, and witnessed what this country has done for mankind.

He witnessed the departure of countless people.

But now, except for Xiao Zhao, there is no one by his side.

The older Jin Ge no longer has the heart to continue fighting.

The only thing he thought about was to burn the last bit of light for mankind.

As for own wishes, do as much as you can.

But at this time, he met Zheng Qian.

In the underground city, instead of killing him, Zheng Qian showed him a whole new world.

In the end, the boss, the Magical Beasts invaded, and the Eagle Valley assisted in the defense battle. To this day, humans actually have the power to challenge the devil.

In the two years of knowing Zheng Qian, Jinge has fulfilled all his long-cherished wishes.

Among them, it also includes his and Situ Zhou’s greatest wish.

The prosperity of mankind.

Now, mankind faces the last test.

And Jin Ge no longer wants to participate.

Because he believes that mankind will win, for sure.

Zheng Qian, you have rejuvenated our mankind, and you have saved countless people.

This time… let me come and save you.

【Mimicry Heavenly Dao】

The rolling bright red magic element, like the last blood of the old man, illuminates the entire room transparently.

Jin Ge burned, not only his magic elements, but also his life.

He has made up his mind, burning his own all without reservation.

Yang Jian, who was next to him, saw that his three eyes narrowed slightly: “Really, are you determined? But…this way the success rate is also greater.”

And Zhao Aotian stared at Jin Ge and never said anything, let alone stop it.

Don’t pour cold water on the determination of an old man.

If I stop at this time, I will definitely be scolded by the teacher.

“Teacher~”

Fists clenched involuntarily, Zhao Aotian’s heart was cut like a knife.

“Oh~” 20 seconds passed quickly.

The exhausted Ginger knelt on the ground.

He was pale, panting heavily, and looked sideways at Zhao Aotian.

Zhao Aotian glanced at Yang Jian.

At this moment, the fate is set.

“let’s start.”

Yang Jian used his magic to wrap the two of them.

Zhao Ao stepped forward and gently lifted Jin Ge.

“Teacher, thank you for your teaching, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely repay your kindness~”

Jinge smiled weakly: “Stupid, after winning, put more flowers on my grave, old man, I like tulips, understand?”

“Uh-huh!!”

Tears flowed out of his eyes.

Zhao Aotian nodded vigorously, holding Jin Ge’s hand…

【Mimicry Heavenly Dao】

As the strength skyrocketed again, the two went to Yellow Springs with the same belief.

…

“Well, so many things happened.”

Zheng Kun lowered his head and said bitterly, “Thanks for your hard work.”

“You will also be considerate?” Zheng Qian was a little surprised, wondering if Zheng Kun was in front of him.

Zheng Kun said: “The character is cultivated by Houtian, and the soul is cultivated by Xiantian.

I am a person who has passed away, and anything Houtian has to stay in this world. ”

Zheng Qian asked fascinatingly: “In other words, the current you are the real you?”

“That’s right.” Zheng Kun smiled: “After returning to Heavenly Dao, I knew that there are so many things worthy of nostalgia in this world.

I have not lived a decent life, but the 47 days with you are my happiest and most comfortable days.

Therefore, after winning, you must cherish the present days. If you meet my reincarnation one day, you have to take me with you because you have taken care of you in this life. ”

“After winning… after?” Zheng Qian smiled puzzledly: “Don’t you forget that I’m already dead?”

“Really? Then why do you carry so many Houtian things?”

“Ugh?”

“Your obsession allows you to observe me, and your obsession allows you to maintain yourself in this Heavenly Dao.

Brother, this does not belong to you, you should go back. ”

Zheng Kun’s words made Zheng Qian stunned.

He hurriedly asked: “What do you mean?”

Zheng Kun smiled and looked up at the sky: “I should go now, it’s my turn.”

“Brother?! Brother!”

Zheng Qian wanted to rush forward, but Zheng Kun had disappeared.

In the infinite Heavenly Dao, only one sentence echoed.

“Your friends, come to pick you up, this time, take them to win! Create a world that belongs to you.”

The voice fell.

With a click.

There was the sound of cracking eggshells.

Look up.

The phosphorescent water surface suddenly broke open.

At the same time, the familiar call sounded through Zheng Qian’s ears.

“Zheng Qian! Come here!!”

…

“This is… Heavenly Dao?!”

In the vast universe, the black star stands in the void like the entrance to the abyss.

Obviously the distance is far away, Zhao Aotian and Jinge both feel that a strong mental turbulence is constantly being released around them.

The two souls flickered and blurred like a TV screen subjected to electromagnetic interference.

The mental turbulence of Pangbo is the same as nonexistent for Zheng Qian.

But for humans, it is a high-pressure water gun that can crush the soul.

This is Heavenly Dao.

Zhao Aotian looked at the giant in front of him in surprise.

This spiritual jet is the outermost aftermath when everything in the world gathers and flows inside it.

Just aftermath, the power is enough to contend with the coercion of 【】.

It is hard for Zhao Aotian to imagine the world inside.

What is even more unimaginable is that Zheng Qian is inside it.

Don’t say anything, you must change your life.

Even if there is no such setting, if the soul gets into something like this, it will still be melted away, right?

“Ms. Jinge, hide behind me, I will bear the spirit jet.”

Zhao Aotian said, using his own body to protect the weaker Jin Ge’s soul, pulling him, and squeezing toward Heavenly Dao inch by inch.

This is the last time he can send Jin Ge.

This feeling is like swimming in maltose.

Moreover, it has to withstand an unimaginable high pressure comparable to a hundred kilometers under the sea.

Every inch of advancement, the concentration of the spiritual jet will double several times.

Existences that do not reach the level of the Lord God, even close to Heavenly Dao may be crushed.

Every step is very difficult.

At every step, we must do our best.

But with a will, Zhao Aotian used brute force to solidify his soul that might be shattered at any time, and marched toward Heavenly Dao without fear.

Wait for me, Lao Zheng, I’m here to take you home!

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