Chapter 4168
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Han Sanqian didn't respond, and he didn't have time to respond. The severe pain just wanted people to die directly, regardless of anything else.
Han Sanqian only has the only eyes that are still intact, showing stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat, and he is bound to fight to the end.
"Extreme pain is not only dependent on will, and it is even more impossible to resist only by some mental methods. If this is the case, in this world, you are waiting for some seniors to leave their unique skills, right? ?"
"Remember, how much suffering you endure, how long you will be able to laugh in the future."
After the words fell, the figure of the old man suddenly disappeared, leaving only the painful support of Han Sanqian under the golden screen.
I don't know how long it took, maybe a few hours, or maybe a few days, when the golden light on the top of the head began to gradually recede, when the branches finally stopped growing.
At this time, Han Sanqian was lying in the air without any movement.
His whole body was almost devoid of human appearance, and branches stretched out everywhere, almost turning him into a half-human, half-plant monster.
The only skin that was left was already under the golden light, it was pitch black, and it was impossible to see half of its previous appearance at all.
The most annoying thing is that Han Sanqian seems to have completely stopped moving, motionless, like a dead person.
The old man appeared slightly, then came to Han Sanqian's side, squatted down in front of him, checked it carefully, and couldn't help but smile.
"For seven hours, I have been insisting on it all the time, but it is somewhat interesting."
"From the beginning to the end, you don't say half of your pleas for mercy."
"Han Sanqian is quite tough."
Having said that, he got up one by one, then glanced at Han Sanqian on the ground: "Please forgive me, I can save your life."
"Actually, with your current situation, you should know better than anyone that your time to live is running out."
Yes, how could Han Sanqian not understand that his current injury is so serious that it will kill him at any time?
However, to ask Han Sanqian to bow his head, apart from Su Yingxia, there is absolutely no other person in this world.
Especially at times like this.
"Okay, some righteousness will inevitably cost your life. Since you don't want to, let's end it here."
When the words fell, he turned around, smiled coldly, and walked slowly into the distance.
Step by step, watching the old man go further and further away, Han Sanqian still did not speak.
Raising his head, he glanced at the sky unwillingly. He did not regret his choice, but regretted that he had to bid farewell to this world and Su Yingxia in this way.
But some things, no matter how difficult it is to accept, can always be calm after accepting them.
Gradually, Han Sanqian, who had been supporting to the limit a long time ago, finally closed his eyes quietly and finished his life.
His eyes fell into darkness again, and he had no other consciousness.
Everything ends here.
But suddenly, he suddenly felt that something was greeting him on his face, and then, a faint warm current slowly flowed in from his touched face.
He felt very comfortable, and his consciousness seemed to start to concentrate, after which he tried to open his eyes.
Opening his eyes, the old man's face slowly appeared in his line of sight.
"How is it? Shouldn't he still be dead?" The old man laughed softly.
"Didn't you want me to die? Now you want to save me?" Han Sanqian looked at him and asked puzzled.
Hearing this, the old man smiled slightly: "Isn't it an easy thing to want to die alone? For you, I want to kill you as simple as squeezing an ant."
"Did you play with ants when you were a kid?"
Hearing this, Han Sanqian quickly understood what he wanted to do, and the little gratitude he felt for saving him instantly vanished.
He didn't mean to save himself at all. He was just like some people playing with ants when he was a child. He could easily take his life, but it was so boring.
He has to thoroughly play enough and get tired of it, and finally kill it boringly, just as he killed himself.
So, where did the good intentions come from? !
"I injected a little energy into your body, and at the same time, I will give you ten minutes to recover, which is basically very good for your recovery. However, you also know what it will mean after that. "
When the words fell, he got up, looked at Han Sanqian with a disdainful smile, patted his face, and said, "I also welcome your begging for mercy at any time."
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Han Sanqian didn't respond, and he didn't have time to respond. The severe pain just wanted people to die directly, regardless of anything else.
Han Sanqian only has the only eyes that are still intact, showing stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat, and he is bound to fight to the end.
"Extreme pain is not only dependent on will, and it is even more impossible to resist only by some mental methods. If this is the case, in this world, you are waiting for some seniors to leave their unique skills, right? ?"
"Remember, how much suffering you endure, how long you will be able to laugh in the future."
After the words fell, the figure of the old man suddenly disappeared, leaving only the painful support of Han Sanqian under the golden screen.
I don't know how long it took, maybe a few hours, or maybe a few days, when the golden light on the top of the head began to gradually recede, when the branches finally stopped growing.
At this time, Han Sanqian was lying in the air without any movement.
His whole body was almost devoid of human appearance, and branches stretched out everywhere, almost turning him into a half-human, half-plant monster.
The only skin that was left was already under the golden light, it was pitch black, and it was impossible to see half of its previous appearance at all.
The most annoying thing is that Han Sanqian seems to have completely stopped moving, motionless, like a dead person.
The old man appeared slightly, then came to Han Sanqian's side, squatted down in front of him, checked it carefully, and couldn't help but smile.
"For seven hours, I have been insisting on it all the time, but it is somewhat interesting."
"From the beginning to the end, you don't say half of your pleas for mercy."
"Han Sanqian is quite tough."
Having said that, he got up one by one, then glanced at Han Sanqian on the ground: "Please forgive me, I can save your life."
"Actually, with your current situation, you should know better than anyone that your time to live is running out."
Yes, how could Han Sanqian not understand that his current injury is so serious that it will kill him at any time?
However, to ask Han Sanqian to bow his head, apart from Su Yingxia, there is absolutely no other person in this world.
Especially at times like this.
"Okay, some righteousness will inevitably cost your life. Since you don't want to, let's end it here."
When the words fell, he turned around, smiled coldly, and walked slowly into the distance.
Step by step, watching the old man go further and further away, Han Sanqian still did not speak.
Raising his head, he glanced at the sky unwillingly. He did not regret his choice, but regretted that he had to bid farewell to this world and Su Yingxia in this way.
But some things, no matter how difficult it is to accept, can always be calm after accepting them.
Gradually, Han Sanqian, who had been supporting to the limit a long time ago, finally closed his eyes quietly and finished his life.
His eyes fell into darkness again, and he had no other consciousness.
Everything ends here.
But suddenly, he suddenly felt that something was greeting him on his face, and then, a faint warm current slowly flowed in from his touched face.
He felt very comfortable, and his consciousness seemed to start to concentrate, after which he tried to open his eyes.
Opening his eyes, the old man's face slowly appeared in his line of sight.
"How is it? Shouldn't he still be dead?" The old man laughed softly.
"Didn't you want me to die? Now you want to save me?" Han Sanqian looked at him and asked puzzled.
Hearing this, the old man smiled slightly: "Isn't it an easy thing to want to die alone? For you, I want to kill you as simple as squeezing an ant."
"Did you play with ants when you were a kid?"
Hearing this, Han Sanqian quickly understood what he wanted to do, and the little gratitude he felt for saving him instantly vanished.
He didn't mean to save himself at all. He was just like some people playing with ants when he was a child. He could easily take his life, but it was so boring.
He has to thoroughly play enough and get tired of it, and finally kill it boringly, just as he killed himself.
So, where did the good intentions come from? !
"I injected a little energy into your body, and at the same time, I will give you ten minutes to recover, which is basically very good for your recovery. However, you also know what it will mean after that. "
When the words fell, he got up, looked at Han Sanqian with a disdainful smile, patted his face, and said, "I also welcome your begging for mercy at any time."
This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
Han Sanqian didn't respond, and he didn't have time to respond. The severe pain just wanted people to die directly, regardless of anything else. Han Sanqian only has the only eyes that are still intact, showing stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat, and he is bound to fight to the end. "Extreme pain is not only dependent on will, and it is even more impossible to resist only by some mental methods. If this is the case, in this world, you are waiting for some seniors to leave their unique skills, right? ?" "Remember, how much suffering you endure, how long you will be able to laugh in the future." After the words fell, the figure of the old man suddenly disappeared, leaving only the painful support of Han Sanqian under the golden screen. I don't know how long it took, maybe a few hours, or maybe a few days, when the golden light on the top of the head began to gradually recede, when the branches finally stopped growing. At this time, Han Sanqian was lying in the air without any movement. His whole body was almost devoid of human appearance, and branches stretched out everywhere, almost turning him into a half-human, half-plant monster. The only skin that was left was already under the golden light, it was pitch black, and it was impossible to see half of its previous appearance at all. The most annoying thing is that Han Sanqian seems to have completely stopped moving, motionless, like a dead person. The old man appeared slightly, then came to Han Sanqian's side, squatted down in front of him, checked it carefully, and couldn't help but smile. "For seven hours, I have been insisting on it all the time, but it is somewhat interesting." "From the beginning to the end, you don't say half of your pleas for mercy." "Han Sanqian is quite tough." Having said that, he got up one by one, then glanced at Han Sanqian on the ground: "Please forgive me, I can save your life." "Actually, with your current situation, you should know better than anyone that your time to live is running out." Yes, how could Han Sanqian not understand that his current injury is so serious that it will kill him at any time? However, to ask Han Sanqian to bow his head, apart from Su Yingxia, there is absolutely no other person in this world. Especially at times like this. "Okay, some righteousness will inevitably cost your life. Since you don't want to, let's end it here." When the words fell, he turned around, smiled coldly, and walked slowly into the distance. Step by step, watching the old man go further and further away, Han Sanqian still did not speak. Raising his head, he glanced at the sky unwillingly. He did not regret his choice, but regretted that he had to bid farewell to this world and Su Yingxia in this way. But some things, no matter how difficult it is to accept, can always be calm after accepting them. Gradually, Han Sanqian, who had been supporting to the limit a long time ago, finally closed his eyes quietly and finished his life. His eyes fell into darkness again, and he had no other consciousness. Everything ends here. But suddenly, he suddenly felt that something was greeting him on his face, and then, a faint warm current slowly flowed in from his touched face. He felt very comfortable, and his consciousness seemed to start to concentrate, after which he tried to open his eyes. Opening his eyes, the old man's face slowly appeared in his line of sight. "How is it? Shouldn't he still be dead?" The old man laughed softly. "Didn't you want me to die? Now you want to save me?" Han Sanqian looked at him and asked puzzled. Hearing this, the old man smiled slightly: "Isn't it an easy thing to want to die alone? For you, I want to kill you as simple as squeezing an ant." "Did you play with ants when you were a kid?" Hearing this, Han Sanqian quickly understood what he wanted to do, and the little gratitude he felt for saving him instantly vanished. He didn't mean to save himself at all. He was just like some people playing with ants when he was a child. He could easily take his life, but it was so boring. He has to thoroughly play enough and get tired of it, and finally kill it boringly, just as he killed himself. So, where did the good intentions come from? ! "I injected a little energy into your body, and at the same time, I will give you ten minutes to recover, which is basically very good for your recovery. However, you also know what it will mean after that. " When the words fell, he got up, looked at Han Sanqian with a disdainful smile, patted his face, and said, "I also welcome your begging for mercy at any time." This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
