"Puff!" The sword slashed across the boy's neck, but hit a layer of transparent barrier.

The boy fell back and staggered a few steps away, setting apart Ji Lun's pursuit. The brush in his hand brushed one after another: "Your sword is just about martial arts, can you compare to me? Your sword is not harmful to me here, but you...ava-grah!"

Spell, stripped!

The brush was blank in the past. Somehow the sun shone in it, and the clouds and mist in the sky passed by. Ji Lun's armor collapsed and fell to the ground, leaving only a onesie.

"Haha, brother, your expression is really interesting."

"Do you understand? Martial arts still require magic to be powerful. The town guard itself is the guard of the True Lord. Their armor comes from its authority. You, me, Ji Xiangsi, all three of us have the authority to adjust and change it. Now there are only two of you and me left."

"But I have time to study and master it, but you don't... can't even break the defense. Not to mention sister, you can't even keep your armor, you only have a sword left..." It laughed: "I'll fix the sword. I will give you a sword that can kill me? I know the upper limit of the sword, and the power confrontation continues to erode. When will the sword break again?"

Ji Lun ignored it and swung his sword quickly in an instant to kill the boy's defense. The sword of fire filled with blood was power, and it must be eliminated. The magic defense became thinner and almost disappeared in a few breaths. The boy's face tightened again and shouted: "Everything is calculated. If you don't have enough power, you will die first!"

"Maybe." Ji Lun waved his sword, and his transparent defense shattered with a bang, and bloodstained on its neck.

The little boy covered his neck, and finally couldn't hold on in his spirit. He looked gloomy and turned around and ran to the hospital building.

"Borrow your crossbow, thank you."

Ji Lun kicked away the Imperial Armor in front of a guard soldier. In the eyes of the soldiers, he picked off the crossbow and quiver and rushed into the building...

Just like what the little girl said, it was afraid of being positive with Ji Lun and didn't know why, but Ji Lun believed in the little girl...or sister's judgment.

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"Long live the empire--"

The last roar sounded in the yard, corpses were everywhere, blood was drifting, all the soldiers of the Imperial Army were killed, and only half of the soldiers in the town guard were left, and they did not take action.

Lu Sheng stopped ten meters in the hospital building, watching the scene of two brothers fighting in the same room, pressing one hand on his chest and kneeling on the ground on one knee... Behind Captain Cold-faced's abnormality, it seemed that there was a long and traditional meaning.

"You will recover in the altar of blood." Lu Sheng said as he paused.

In the corridor, two figures were running at high speed, and the blood, spells, and the ceiling flashed incandescent lights at any moment, making people feel that they would explode in the next second, but nothing.

"Is it to draw power?" Ji Lun could feel that the little boy was frantically drawing power in the building, attacking him all the time, and Ji Lun shot arrows one after another from time to time, and the arrows were burning with flames, colliding to offset the little boy's spells, and once he broke through to the close, he almost chased it to attack.

One sword after another, stabbing out Mars and burning.

Ji Lun was used to the torture in the ward night and loneliness day by day, enduring the pain of the wound, and even enjoying the subtle vitality in the suffering of life. Along the way, he gradually felt that the power was recovering through repeated use, gradually getting used, adapting, and using it.

The speed of swinging the sword is faster and faster, and the strength is stronger and stronger until...

"Enough! That's all the game...I don't want to play it anymore."

In a room on the fifth floor, the little boy stopped and turned around. There was no light in the room. This was a ward of about ten square meters. There was no big difference in everything else. The difference was that the four walls, floors, and ceilings were all painted. At this time, the paintings all lit up black light.

The little boy took a deep breath with difficulty, and the wound on his body was covered with black light, gradually healing.

Ji Lun also entered the room. He had lost a lot of blood, but he finally forced it to this dead end.

The little boy retreated nervously and reached out and knocked on the iron fence. Bang bang - it couldn't get out either, but when he saw the interesting scene, he pointed to Lu Sheng, who was motionless under the glass window: "Look, they won't save you either. This is tradition, brother... This is my territory, how much blood can you flow?"

"The original method of martial arts is too sad!"

"I have to admit that you are so tenacious that I was beyond my expectations, but you are fighting against me with your life... Why? The blood you lost has been sprinkled in the hospital with strength, which is not the same as the sprinkles of deaths in the past seven years? To be honest, I have to thank my brother, it is your blood that raised me!"

"Look, the main body of these pigments is your blood, otherwise I might not be able to survive my brother."

"But the dust finally settles, the winner is king, and now is the time for you to make your last contribution to me with your life."

Ji Lun had no words. His body lost too much blood and made his vision blur and shake. He raised the crossbow, and the trigger clicked, and there was no arrow... He raised his sword again. The golden red Mars had ignited the sword edge, and the chain saw with high frequency shock, and the flames rolled down.

Click!

The long sword was broken and thrown away. This was the third time I broke the sword and I got used to it.

The boy's face relaxed slightly and he smiled: "Look, I said, I have calculated the upper limit of this sword and cannot bear the strongest home court... And your blood has no weapons to carry, can you still break the defense?"

"There is no other weapon in this room. I will not give you a fair duel... You don't have weapons, and I still have spells, you will die!"

Ji Lun sneered: "I have spells, too."

Almost at the same time, a soft chanting sound appeared in the air, which came from the stammering lips of the two. It sounded very pious, but when you listen carefully, it made people shudder.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time, a phantom appeared behind both of them. The two phantoms were almost exactly the same, but the colors were a little different.

A white light shines red, only indifference in her eyes.

One of them showed red in black and had a hideous look.

Almost at the same time, both phantoms were one blow.

"Boom!" A large amount of light red and dark red mist appeared, and the whole room exploded. Ji Lun flew away and landed heavily on the door. Blood was spit out in the air, but the next moment, Ji Lun rolled and pounced on it again - Sure enough, the defense that existed in front of the little boy was gone.

Rolling, kicking, grabbing, and all kinds of close-fitting moves are greeted. The injuries are not fatal to both of them, and they are repaired, which becomes a confrontation of strength.

"Smacking"

Black blood gushed out of the wound on the little boy's body, and its expression became nervous.

This process lasted only half a minute, and just when the blood of the two of them blended together and the power was the most intense, a red light burst out in the room, and a rainbow-like but monochromatic red rainbow bridge connected between the two...bridged.

"Star Bridge...No!" the boy shouted.

"Let it be done and we're all dead!"

But it was too late to directly collided, and the boy's power, Ji Lun's power, and resonated with a stalemate. The entire world of fog was shaking... The huge force was dragging the whole world, and the big ship arrived at the port and leaned towards an anchor point.

At this moment, the fog suddenly faded, and the sunlight filled the ward appeared faintly.

It turns out that this corresponds to... the fifth floor that is not a virtual non-existent, but Ji Lun's own ward. The footsteps of the doctor and nurse in the corridor outside the door are clearly visible.

This is the first time Ji Lun feels the switch when he is awake and looks at the sun ward from the perspective of this world.

At this time, Nurse Fei pushed the door and looked at the vague fog in the room: "Strange, it's foggy again on sunny day... Xiaolang should not catch a cold while sleeping, close the window."

"Thank you...Nurse Fei..."

Ji Lun was grateful to Nurse Fei, who took care of himself like his mother. He had a flash of inspiration. Now he seemed to be in the gap between the foggy world and the real world. With the arrival of the star bridge, some rules exchanges form a bridge, and time and space distortion occurs, forming a certain overlap on such a bridge.

In reality, the little boy has no body, it is dead, and only Ji Lun has a body.

At this moment, Ji Lun finally understood why the little girl Ji Xiangsi's magic could not defeat the little boy. She gave herself and saved Ji Lun and said, "Now, only brother, you can kill it."

A person’s greatest desire and pursuit is often the greatest weakness.

You can't expect a little boy ghost to understand "the wall stands thousands of miles apart, and no desires are strong." It has been longing for his brother Ji Lun's body, which makes it unable to escape from the fact that it has to face this step. If it fails to kill Ji Lun in the fog world and drag Ji Lun to the real world, everything will be reversed... In reality, how can ghosts fight against a warlock?

"Ah! Brother!"

"Do you think you won this way?"

"You don't know anything. If this happens, it will wake up and we will all die!"

"No, rather than letting it wake up, I'd better get this body!"

The transparent water bound the two of them, and the little boy struggled and rushed towards Ji Lun's body.

"Boom!" A light shield appeared on the body, bounced the little boy out.

"No, it's impossible!" The little boy was stunned, with despair on his face: "No! Your soul should be fixed. This is the Star Bridge rule I set, you can't move..."

"...You can't move! Your soul is hard to condense - no, what happened to you!"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you...or I can only say that you forgot that I'm the brother." Ji Lun slowly pinched its throat, groped its back cervical spine, and pulled its neck: "I'm stronger than you, stupid brother, brute force brother... I'm still a brother with memory disorders recently. Maybe that's it. My soul is too simple, nothing can be dispersed?"
Chapter completed!