MTL - Lord of End of World-~ Chapter 53

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Gong Lizhen squinted at Lu Yun, as if he saw two burning flames in his unusually bright eyes, but the temperature of the flame was cold and mixed with a trace of black death.

After a long while, Gong Lijun shook his head and spoke slowly. "I don't have a gun. What do you want to do? Really commit suicide?"

Lu Yun’s face showed a smile that was more ugly than the cry, and nodded. “Yes, your sister is right. I am a useless waste person. I will die if I die. I will also pull the people around me to bury me. The swallowing gun is so refreshing, the trigger is a button, the eyes are too late to close, and the gas can be stopped. Not only can I stay with my dad as soon as possible, but I won’t even be tired of brother and Angkor! How good!”

Gong Lijun’s face gradually became tense, and the tone of the flat asked, “Do you really want to die? No regrets?” How valuable is life? He endured endless torture just to live, why did others not know how to cherish it?

"No, now is the end of the world, and the waste people like me can't live for a long time!" Lu Yun waved his hand and looked down at his body. He smiled bitterly. "That's just right, the red strips come, and the red ones go!"

Gong Lizhen quietly stared at him for a moment, faintly said, "Since you have already thought about it, I will help you. I don't have a gun, but I don't need a gun to kill."

Lu Yun's twilight stagnated for a moment, but it was too late to react. He saw Gong Lijun quickly clicked twice in his heart.

"Ah!" Lu Yun screamed, slamming the heart of severe cramps, and the body squeezed into a ball as much as possible, rolling down to the cold floor of the bed. After a short call, he couldn't make any more noise. Only the blue veins on the forehead and the red face to the purple face can show his pain.

This kind of pain is extraordinary, as if the heart is being smashed by a big hand, and then twisted into pieces, as if the soul is being stripped of the body, and every hair from head to toe is suffering from pain.

Lu Yun was cold and sweaty, and the rolling floor was soaked, leaving a black and gray stain on him. His back molars creaked, and the **** eyes were sitting on the edge of the bed, and the expression of indifferent Gong Lijun looked, and the despair in his eyes was replaced by incredible.

He never imagined that Gong Shao actually said that killing would kill him, and he would not leave him for a while, and he still chose such a painful way. Rolling his mother's swallowing gun, if he can withstand such extreme pain, why should he die? How good to live!

With a cranky thought to distract the pain in his body, the death ambition in Lu Yun’s eyes was strongly regretted and unwilling to replace.

Seeing his eyes change, Gong Lizhen sat on the bed with his legs crossed, his left hand holding his knees, propping up his side, revealing a playful smile. Under the golden sunshine of the hustle and bustle, the juvenile's extraordinary beauty exudes a holy glow, and the long shadow behind it looks like two black wings, slowly fanning in the morning light.

This image, like Lu Yun’s eyes, is like a dead angel, which makes him feel sorrowful and resists sorrow. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something that he regretted for mercy. A sweet blood suddenly burst into his throat and spewed from the slightly opened jaw, splashing on the floor and white sheets.

When the blood spurts, the heart's intense cramps quickly recede like tides. Lu Yun shrank his body and stroked his chest. His face was not painful, but he was a little bit dull.

"What, what?" He slowly sat up, moved his arm, and felt that his body was no different. Instead, he felt as easy as ever, as if he had a battery full of energy and had countless energy to vent.

Gong Li’s eyebrows bent, and the bright smile brought a few rare cockroaches and naughty. He raised his squat and asked, “Do you still want to die now? If you want to die, I will fulfill you.”

"No, no, don't want to die! Please Gong Shao, raise your hand and let me go!" Lu Yun stunned, waving his hand and shaking his head, for fear that Gong Shao could not feel his refusal.

"It’s good not to die. The end times are really difficult. We may lose our loved ones and friends, but we will not lose the power of freedom and resistance. There are two things that are enough for us to live through sorrow and live well. Live, Efforts to become stronger, and everything that is lost can be earned back. You are still young, you can re-establish your own family, have new loved ones, and protect your friends from danger and death. Do you say that?" Slowly open, the tone is more prudent than ever.

"Yes, you are right! I will not say dead anymore, I must live well." Lu Yun lived in the crotch and said sincerely. He felt the power of Gong Shao's words, the power that would survive anyway, to break all darkness and despair.

"Well. Go to the bath." Gong Lizhen was satisfied, and this was let go of Lu Yun, who was sincere and fearful, pointing to the bathroom.

Lu Yun twisted and pinched, escaping into the bathroom and quickly closing the door. When he came out again, he had already been cleaned and dressed neatly, and he became Lu Shao who was the original person.

"This set of Shaolin Jinang Boxing is simple, mainly based on martial arts. It is very fast and very powerful. It is very suitable for you. If you are okay, follow the pictures and practice, there will be unexpected gains. If you don't understand, you can ask for congratulations. Brother, He Ge is also a trainer.” Gong Lizhen’s hand is turning over the book of Shaolin’s martial arts secrets that Lu Yun took from Gong’s family. See him coming out, spread the page of Jin Gangquan, and said seriously.

Lu Yun took the cheats and looked at it, hesitating. "Gong Shao, are you not saying that I have passed the practice time?"

"You can practice now." Gong Li gave him a look, and he decided to open his mouth. "Let's practice the muscles and skins, and practice a breath inside. You have a breath now, you have to get the bones and skins out quickly. If you are going well, continue to practice." Gold bell and iron cloth."

Lu Yun’s chin was big, and he looked at Gong Shao with a silly look, chewing on what he meant. What is it with a breath? He patted his chest and felt his physique and sudden sense of sensation. A shocking idea appeared in his mind.

"Gong, Gong Shao, shouldn't you just get through the second line of my ruler?" His voice trembled, with the excitement of forbearance, the more he thought about it. He has also been obsessed with martial arts. He knows that the broken vein connecting Ren Duo's two veins is in the chest ridge near the heart. It is a thin blood stasis, which can be used to turn off this layer of blood stasis. He did spurt a blood, and the blood stuck with black, how to see how suspicious.

Gong Li gave him a strange look, no nod and no shaking his head. He did open up the second line of Lu Yun.

The broken vein connecting Ren Duo's two veins is hidden behind the heart and close to the chest ridge. The process of getting through is very dangerous. If you are careful, you will die. So if a disciple needs a Tongmai, you should ask a few deep-rooted elders. Slowly, a little bit open, the process is very difficult, and success depends on God's will.

However, for Gong Lizhen, who has mastered the top-level exercises and the internal control has reached the embarrassing situation, it is only a matter of effort to get through these two veins. He introduced the inner strength of the two needle tips, directly pierced the blood of the tube, and the fresh blood poured in from the tiny hole, and spontaneously spontaneously dissipated the residual blood. Although it is going to experience some severe pains that are not as good as death, the process is very short and safe, and there is no worry about life.

He is a momentary whim for Lu Yun, or he wants him to taste the painful taste of life, so that he knows the goodness of living, and he did not intend to tell the truth afterwards, but did not expect that Lu Yun’s The mind is so intelligent, I noticed it so quickly.

Seeing the horror of Gong Lizhen’s eyes, Lu Yun not only sounded, but his body shook and stuttered. “No, no, isn’t it? You really helped me?”

Gong Li gave him a look, plausible. "In the future, you should practice well, don't look for death again, let He Big Brother and Wu Big Brother worry."

"Hey, I know!" Lu Yun nodded in a hurry, and he had a bottom in his heart. He held the Shaolin martial arts secret book and was overwhelmed by the excitement. He swayed in the same place for a while, ran into the bathroom and looked at the mirror left. Look at the right, as if you don't know yourself.

When he came out again, he suddenly swooped to the bed and grabbed his hands against Gong Lijun’s feet.

Gong Lizhen’s eyes were fast, kicking him off and twisting his eyes. “What do you want to do?”

Lu Yun flew out, slammed into the wall behind him, and slid down against the wall, and screamed. Fortunately, his physical condition is different from the previous weakness. In addition, Gong Lizhen did not feel murderous, and received some strength. Otherwise, he should not break a few ribs.

"Cough, Gong Shao, I want to kiss your instep to express my deep respect for you! Don't misunderstand!" Lu Yun coughed his chest and coughed, explained the grievance.

Back to back? What is this etiquette? Recalling the knights and queens in Western cartoons, Gong Lijun’s face is stiff and I don’t know what language to use to describe my mood. Of course, if he stays in modern for two more years, he knows that his current state can only be described by a ‘囧’.

Without a word, Lu Yun, who kept mourning for a moment, looked away. Gong Lizhen decisively left and walked toward the room of He Wei. Before he came to the front, he heard a heavy gasping and low noise in his room.

This is the unique voice of the man's love and movement. Gong Lijun stopped and stood still and hesitated for a while.

In the room, He Wei sat on the edge of the bed, the pants faded halfway, and one hand was supported on the bed, and one hand held the giant object of Ang Yang·Ting Li, when it was light and heavy, and it was slow and slow. He leaned his face, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and his eyes were looking at the ceiling without a focal length.

On weekdays, the cool and handsome face has become sexual and sinful because of the love and desire.

In his mind, he depicts the five senses of a child's exquisite and confusing mind. He sighed with a low voice and trembled. The top of the already dampened squirting a few thick turbid liquids stained his hands. Slowly turned to the bed behind him, the emotions on his face were gone, the deep eyes were a little horrified, but not long after, the horror was replaced by steadfastness and enlightenment, lighting his eyes.

The author has something to say: Because Christmas is three, so today is not a double, tomorrow is a double. I have only one chapter left in the manuscript box, and I have to work overtime tonight. Missing doubles, I will find time to make up later. People are on a business trip, all kinds of shackles are tired~~