“Everything is here, try again.” Gong Bogui carefully observed the Spiritual Artifact array in front of him, without the slightest hesitation replied: “Besides, even if I really can’t break the array According to Mr.’s ability, it should be okay to steal me out, right?”

“It’s still necessary to ask? Don’t say one of you, ten of you and I can also be saved!” Zhang Huanian raised his chin “If you really decide, you can just let go and break the battle. I will swear by the human hair, and I will definitely save your life!”

When did Zhang Huanian take this seriously and even use the human hair to swear ……

Gong Bogui waved his hand a little didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, “Needless to say, sir is so serious…”

“No,” Zhang Huanian interrupted Gong Bogui, “Bogui, normally everyone calls me one by one, but everyone knows that Zhang Huanian is the first person that others think of when it comes to acting unruly.

It’s just that the Spiritual Artifact array you are going to enter now is different.

Chou Yunfan is certainly a way of art, and this array can indeed kill people.

I’m posting this. The oath is to let you break the battle without any distractions and no worries.”

Gong Bogui smiled and thanked him: “Mr. Many thanks for taking such thoughtful considerations for me.”

” There is no need to be so polite between you and me…I mean, I am your immediate boss, and it is my duty to protect you.”

Gong Bogui nodded, don’t say anything anymore , Just started to make preparations before entering the battlefield.

A vow?

If you really believe in this concept of illusory, you will probably die in confusion how many times, right?

He believes in himself, and only believes in himself.

——

In the face of Spiritual Artifact, Gong Bogui is actually not sure.

He has not seen many Spiritual Artifacts, and he has never learned Formation.

But the way Zhang Huanian told him was simple and rude: it was over.

Gong Bogui disagrees with this point.

Zhang Huanian is strong, and it is true that he can directly resist in most cases.

But Gong Bogui has a clear understanding of his own strength.

He is a Zhaoyang-level Celestial Blessed. Although he may be considered a well-known figure at this level, he still cannot hide the fact that he is at the bottom of the Celestial Blessed.

However, he did not think that he had no chance to break the Spiritual Artifact array based on this.

Each Spiritual Artifact has its advantages and naturally its disadvantages.

A single piece of Spiritual Artifact, without a suitable owner to control it, can’t fully exert its power even in Formation.

So, what Gong Bogui has to do is to overcome its shortcomings one by one.

After re-equipping the ordinary weapons in the gluttonous bag to prepare for emergencies, Gong Bogui did not hesitate and stepped directly into the Spiritual Artifact array.

Zhang Huanian, who has not had time to drink a swig in two days, is even more untouched today, standing just outside the Spiritual Artifact array like a falcon, watching the situation of Gong Bogui closely.

I saw that Gong Bogui had just stepped into the Spiritual Artifact formation and stood still and closed his eyes uncontrollably.

From Gong Bogui’s own perspective, the moment he stepped into the Spiritual Artifact array, the ethereal and ethereal wind bells floated in his ears, but in the blink of an eye, the scenery in front of him changed. .

Dream catcher.

When refining this Spiritual Artifact, in addition to the relevant Spirit Beast spirit plant materials, Qiu Yunfan also invested a skull of the Heavenly Blessed One of the Dao of Dreams.

This allows the dream catcher to capture the nightmares of others and re-display them in the form of dreams.

Those who are not strong in mind may be trapped in dreams due to the magnified fear and despair filling their hearts.

If you can be rescued by someone, it’s all. If you can’t, the spirit of this person will be absorbed by the dream catcher and merged into this dreamland, while the body of that person can only face gradually The end of aging and death.

At this time, the scene in front of Gong Bogui is a dirty and run-down abandoned community.

The distance between the building and the building is very close, which makes the road between them look narrow and cramped. Against the backdrop of the gloomy weather, there is a sense of decay.

The fat mouse yelled “zhi zhi” without hesitation, looking for food leisurely in front of and behind Gong Bogui.

Not far away, there were faint screams, impudent laughter, and the screams of little girls, the sound of glass falling on the ground…

The surrounding environment changes with Gong Bogui’s movements, and those sounds become clearer and clearer. Mixed in is the sound of Gong Bogui’s breathing that becomes heavy due to anger.

In front of a half-collapsed brick wall, a group of teenagers dyed their hair in different colors, some with unfinished cigarette butts between their fingers, and some carrying empty wine bottles. , Some held a knife in their hands, and gestured excitedly at the two thin silhouettes surrounded by them.

One of the little girls with ponytails had a few torn clothes. She was pushed to the ground, her eyes flushed and she was holding her shoulders, and the tears in her eyes stubbornly refused to fall.

And another little boy in shabby clothes, although his body is dirty, but his eyebrows have several points of Gong Bogui vaguely.

The little boy’s forehead is still dripping with blood, mixed with soil contaminated, making him look more battered and exhausted.

For that, he still stood in front of the little girl appraisingly, like a fierce little beast, staring at these people in front of him.

“It’s just the poor little who was abandoned by parents, what are you bothering about?” A young man with one-sided earrings turned the knife in his hand and smiled gloomily, “Boy, brother is here You were still wearing crotch-opening pants when you were mixed! If you know you, I will give you some soup for a while, otherwise, the several brothers will have your legs scrapped today, and I will see you hit you once!”

Little The boy didn’t speak, still staring at him.

“Hiss!” The boy took a breath, and said with a smile to the person next to him: “It’s kind of kind!”

Before the voice was over, the boy just grabbed it. He passed the empty wine bottle of his companion and came straight to the little boy’s forehead.

However, the bottle held by the boy has not fallen yet, and a dark shadow has already flashed before his eyes.

“Peng” sounded to the ground, the sound of a young man falling to the ground.

After that, there were several consecutive groaning sounds, and all the bad boys were kicked to the ground by Gong Bogui.

He didn’t use weapons, he didn’t use the power of enchanting souls, or even martial skills. He just waved his fists, and vented the anger in his heart purely with physical power.

The little girl is a friend of the same orphanage with him, is the faint light of his gray childhood, the two accompany each other, encourage each other, warm each other, it has nothing to do with the ambiguity of youth, but pure friendship , Perhaps, even no blood kinship.

However, everything is ruined.

It was all ruined on that dark autumn afternoon!

The girl was tortured to death. He was beaten to death by these people. He fainted and became unconscious. It was a kind uncle who sent him to the hospital after calling the police, only to save his life.

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