The bald man was stunned. When he felt it carefully, he immediately felt his vitality slowly passing. He exclaimed in an instant: "Yes, I feel that I can still live in my seventies. It turns out that I can still do this."

longevity?"

The storyteller sighed and said sadly: "I feel like I can only live for another seven or eight years."

The bald man glanced at the storyteller and the first thing he wanted to say was, it would be normal for you to live for another seven or eight years, man.

Because at this time, the storyteller looked at at least seventy years old, and in this city, he was already over seventy years old.

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Longevity.

But then he thought of his life span and the magic of the other party's leg after the change today, he changed his mind instantly and said, "This is indeed a bit bad. It's not that according to the book, the stronger the immortal magic,

The longer the life span, the longer those immortals lived at least two or three hundred years old. The immortals who just flew in the sky obviously could not have the ability of you. Then they could live at two or three hundred years old, why could you only live again

What about seven or eight years?”

The storyteller's brain is a little blank.

He had never thought about the problems of birth, old age, sickness and death before. First, he never felt how many years he could live, and second, he seemed that such a problem would not occur in his subconscious mind. It seemed that he was now awake and he seemed to be able to do it forever.

Live.

"what to do?"

He was at a loss.

He subconsciously felt that he didn't want to die of old age. He seemed to have just arrived in this world and why was he going to die in seven or eight years? Especially with such a clear feeling of the passing of vitality, it was like he was constantly

Just like turning the death knives.

"Then you ask how those immortals live for a long time." The bald man looked at him with some sympathy and said, "Anyway, with your ability, when you meet those immortals, those immortals dare not fool you at will.

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Seeing the storyteller seemingly timid and afraid, the bald man snorted again and said, "Those immortals are also people who are weak and afraid of hardships, and you don't have to be afraid of them. As long as you don't lose your ability, you either don't want to.

Live, otherwise it would be not easy to live."

Speaking of this, the bald man discovered something strange, "I have done such a big thing here, why didn't even come over some officials? Logically speaking, at least there must be many officials coming over to see how they go back.

Let’s talk about it.”

He was surprised at this moment, but he did not expect that there was already a turmoil outside the palace, and even the outside of the palace was already in a panic. The officers and soldiers in the city could not care about the other places.

In the bluestone square outside the gate of the imperial city, A Si, who was taking out the manure, walked slowly with a bamboo strip in his hand.

This bamboo strip is the one he cut the fat maid into a thin maid. At this time, the bamboo strip was soaked in blood, becoming red and weird.

"Containment!"

The imperial guard general on the city wall issued a warning again. He had issued two warnings before. Compared with the previous two warnings, his voice was obviously weak and trembling this time.

There were at least five hundred imperial guards lying in the square. None of these imperial guards died, but their important meridians or blood vessels were pierced. At this time, they wailed on the ground and twisted weakly, but could not stand up at all.

If these well-trained imperial guards were defeated by an equal number of troops, everyone on the city wall would not be so terrified.

But the one who hit them hard was just a young man holding a bamboo strip.

This person is just a coolie who takes out manure.

"kill!"

A call sounded likewise with a tremolo sounded.

All the archers who had been prepared for a long time looked at the trembling young man who had entered the range and shot arrows frantically.

In the sound of breaking through the air, dense arrows fell on the young man like rainstorms.

Even the most powerful swordsman in the palace will definitely turn into a firewood pile in such a rain of arrows.

However, the young man easily walked out of the rain of arrows and walked under the city gate.

The bamboo strips shining with red light in his hand were not even broken, as if there were always twenty or thirty swords flying around him at an astonishing speed, sweeping away all arrows that threatened him.

"What the hell are you going to do?" a general shouted with an unbalanced attitude.

He didn't understand what was going on with this person and what he was going to do.

"I'm going to go in and have a look."

A Si's voice rang.

His voice was empty at this moment.

His whole body also seemed to be very hollow.

After killing the fat maid, he had no direction. He only felt that his past seemed to be illusory, and his future was cut by him with his own hands. He felt that everything was empty.

He saw the golden light emitted from the top of the imperial city from afar, and he inexplicably wanted to go into the imperial city to take a look.

Actually, there is no special idea, just because he used to take manure, and people like him will never get close to the imperial city in their entire lives, let alone go into the imperial city and see what it looks like inside.

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"Is this a place you can come in?" I wonder who screamed out in a crying voice.

But his voice was interrupted by a huge roar.

The gate of the palace was cracked.

This extremely thick door was swept open by the bamboo strips in A Si's hand who was taking out the feces.

At this moment, in the palace, an old eunuch stood motionless as if he was scared.

But if any normal person in the palace could see his pupils at this time, he would definitely be frightened by him.

The old eunuch's pupils were shining with crystal brilliance, as if countless tiny needles and threads were flying.

"Eunuch Huang!"

He only started to move slowly until someone called him.

"It's actually like this?" He shook his head, sighed, and walked towards the palace gate.

(Why can't the book review area be seen? Is it because some book friends said I shouldn't read the book review area... What's going on? I think the views of some book friends are still very reasonable.
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