Storm of Kings

Zhou Lie rushed back to the cave and put down the plastic box full of gold and silver.

He tore open the black plastic bag, which contained layers of tin foil, which was quite tightly protected.

After opening all the tin foil, the notes finally appeared.

On the cover is a phrase: "Time is mirrored, and the time of death is approaching, we have never broken through!!!"

This sentence made Zhou Lie feel baffled and puzzled.

He hurriedly turned back and saw the first page that read: "The devil's character has a powerful force. In many timelines or time mirrors, you have experienced twelve deaths. Now it is the thirteenth. Time, maybe the last time."

"The karst cave supporting us to communicate across time and space is getting weaker and weaker. From the tenth to the twelfth, I don't know what happened later, which means that this note did not record the cause of your last three deaths."

"Now that you see this notebook, it means that you still have to experience it once. Don't give up, muster the courage to fight, face, and improve!"

"This is a very exciting and dangerous world. Through Tang Qiqi, we have learned that mankind has not stopped, but has embarked on a unique evolutionary path."

"First of all, you have to remove all the gold, silver and books, because you have practiced yoga that is equivalent to the nine-stage exercise for five years, and now you only need one stimulation to explode a small amount of blood, so this is compulsory training. Complete the handling within ten times."

"As for what qi and blood are, in my opinion, it is an important indicator of new humans to measure physical fitness, and it has a great relationship with enhancing adrenaline."

"Continue to talk about the moment, after clearing the excess items, find someone from the head to tell the village chief the location of the heavy truck, and try to arm the villagers to prepare for the battle before night falls."

"Next, you have to leave the village alone by 3 o'clock in the afternoon and go to the northern forest to save someone."

"He is Guo Xingyan, an iron eagle warrior, a warrior in the possession period. He wants to deal with the old monster shaman who has been invited out of his style. Only this person has a glimmer of hope.

"Attention, it is known that there are four major cultivating classes, the nine-rank spiritual thinking stage, the eight-rank spiritual nourishing stage, the seventh-rank possessing stage, and the sixth-rank side by side stage. Those levels above the sixth-rank are not known from Tang Qiqi, maybe she do not know either!"

"Finally, I will read through this notebook when I have time. The twelve times of fighting experience is very helpful to you. Also, I will encounter a sudden crisis in six days and I need to be extra careful."

Zhou Lie felt at a loss: "I have died twelve times, where is the invincible time of this notebook? The entire death note..."

"There is no time. Call Cao Brother first, lest he worry about it."

The conversation lasted for three minutes, and Cao Hongbin was also at a loss.

Can you not be at a loss?I thought I made a wonderful suggestion, and then I could walk sideways, but I got a death notice stacked twelve times.Zhou Lie's side is at stake, and his side is not safe either.

Zhou Lie returned to the entrance of the tin house. He now knew that this thing was called a heavy truck, but it was scrapped after so many years.

"Seventy-two yoga is equivalent to the 9th-rank exercise, and that Taidou sword is also a 9th-rank. So I have earned 200 gold coins unknowingly over the years. Tsk Tsk, it’s luck, I have to thank Brother Cao’s girlfriend. "

Time is short, six plastic boxes are built high, the bottom four are filled with gold, silver and jade, and the top two are filled with books.

Zhou Lie felt like an ant, carrying objects more than 20 times his body weight. He was so tired that he would pant every step of the way, as if he would fall when he stepped out.

This process is very difficult. You must adjust every inch of your muscles and pay attention to your breathing, otherwise your internal organs will be injured. This is not a joke.

Gradually, Zhou Lie gave birth to a unique feeling, all the weight is pressing along the muscles to the bones, sometimes the heart appears in his mind, and sometimes he sees the pulse of blood vessels.

Until he moved the box into the cave to find a place to store it, he was still immersed in the unique feeling just now, as if there was a set of puzzles in his mind, currently only the heart, liver, arteries and other limited parts were spelled out.

"This effect is really amazing. It turns out that I still have so much potential to tap! Come again, this time carrying six boxes of gold and silver..." Zhou Lie's enthusiasm was mobilized, he did not rest for a moment, ran back to the heavy truck and continued to be an ant. Soon that kind of mental puzzle reappeared, this time spreading to the spleen and pancreas, as well as a spine.

The third and fourth time, the effect began to weaken, only the shoulder blades and kneecaps were spelled out, and the internal organs remained in their previous appearance.

Until the fifth time, he added two more gold and silver boxes to himself, as if he was carrying a large mountain. Every step he took under his feet, he could feel the violent trembling of his body. He listened to the "boom" in his mind, and what his arms carried. The weight penetrates into the body along the muscles and blood vessels, slowly reaching the lower back.

"Here is... the kidney... It seems to see some light spots..." When Zhou Lie breathed in, it was like a long whale sucking water, forming a cyclone within three meters.

This is really an amazing scene.

As he breathed, the outline of his lungs appeared in his mind, but his mouth and nose were breathing in, and there was no sign of stopping.

Suddenly, the pores all over his body opened and he began to exhale.

Zhou Lie felt that he suddenly became clear and clear, as if the real breathing was between exhales and breaths, and breathing through the nose and mouth could only be regarded as gasping.

At the same time, small blood mist sprayed out from the pores.

The strange thing is that these blood mists are full of black and emit a fishy smell.You don't need to think about it to know that the blood mist is mixed with many impurities, and the body is cleaning up the dirt on its own with breathing.

After 20 steps, the blood mist from the pores became less and less.Zhou Lie couldn't help laughing out loud, his eyes became bright.

He used to find it laborious to carry six boxes, but now he is lifting eight boxes so lightly. This speed of improvement is nothing to say, maybe it is the reason for the accumulation.

"Success, this is the power of qi and blood." Aside from joy, Zhou Lie suddenly thought of the note that heralded his death, and his joy suddenly disappeared without a trace.

I feel terrible after thinking about it. I died twelve times!He Zhou Lie has actually died twelve times.

I believe that in order to survive, in these twelve deaths, there must be progress every time, but there is no use at all, and the final outcome seems doomed.

"Is it a doomed destiny? No, no, since stretching out the head is a stab, and shrinking the head is a stab, why don't I fight for my life?" Zhou Lie clenched his fist a little bit, and his body burst out with vigorous fighting spirit. I am not allowed to bow my head to destiny, deep down in my heart, longing to become stronger and stronger again, breaking fear with detached will.

It has to be said that there is progress when there is pressure. It is a huge courage in itself to let a teenager who is only fourteen or five years old face the horror of death. He is not soft and can still muster the courage to make progress.

After going back and forth eight times, Zhou Lie got all the "treasure boxes", and he didn't care to rest and ran to the village chief's house...