How Am I Still Alive?

Time and fate are sometimes a reincarnation.

The holy and cunning beast stands on the stage, showing off its power and strength, playing with the fate of mortals, and admiring the despair and struggle of the weak.

"Are you here again?"

This familiar scene brought Xia Qin back to a nightmare.

"Xiao Min, Xie Wancheng, Aaron, Min Ta'an"

And the familiar faces on the mother tree showed that this was not a dream, but a cruel reality.

A sense of powerlessness flooded into my heart again, and the next moment, Lie Lie (raging flames) ignited in my chest again.

A vow that will not give up hope is also a curse that does not know how to give up.

A thing like a Juggernaut is destined to collide with all obstacles from the very beginning, or to kill himself.

She looked at the stage, the familiar beast was just a more powerful enemy, and she was not the same as two months ago

"Don't worry."

But she was held back by Lu Pingan.

Lu Ping'an was also a little helpless. I hadn't seen Xia Qin being so reckless before. Could it be that the rumor that the sword master will lower his IQ when he advances is actually true?

He glanced sideways at the stage, saw the big cat beating Tie Zhen's eyebrows like a cat playing with a mouse, and he knew the result was doomed.

Lu Ping'an's main attention was always on the unsupervised Sophist. Fang Wen ran away? Let her run, where can she go?

The one who was really dangerous was the ordinary-looking man. He summoned Kerdales over, and naturally it wasn't to prepare a feast for him.

Lu Pingan narrowed his eyes and approached silently. No matter what he was thinking, it should be a good choice to get rid of him first.

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"about there."

Yuan Dunxing, a sophist, was so excited that he couldn't extricate himself, or in other words, in a state of madness, the moment Kerdales first appeared.

His pupils were bloodshot, at least three of his brains were overloaded, and all his thinking circuits were humming hymns.

What a beautiful and powerful holy beast, what perfect fighting skills, and what a wealth of knowledge.

Obviously less than the basic attributes of the fifth level, playing with the sixth-level Tie Zhenmei as a toy is just the tip of her iceberg, just her instinct to play with the prey and the yawning holy beast, easily unleashing the full power of the "gourmet", Turned into a boring child rolling around.

"safe trip"

This man, or boy, stood in front of him, preventing him from continuing to observe the face of God.

What blasphemy! However, because anti-routine is also a kind of routine, so I forgive him.

He wants to kill himself? Of course, he wanted to kill himself to silence him, and he wanted to completely conceal that he was the only winner of the true ascension ceremony.

Those eyes staring at her seemed to say that between us, only one of us is destined to survive.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it! Our fate trains collided head-on, and only one of us is destined to survive."

Yuan Dunxing was so excited and happy.

At this moment, at this sacred moment, at this pinnacle of life, I can meet a fellow traveler, a competitor, an old enemy, a headwind who is also chosen by fate, a fellow of the same kind, how lucky and romantic it is , how dramatic.

"Go to hell."

But his "enemy" didn't seem to think so. Even the "declaration of war" was dubbed by himself. He, Lu Ping'an, just swung his knife silently.

"Oh, oh, this is not okay, performers on the stage, be patient, we are not the protagonists now."

But Yuan Dunxing's words did not stop Lu Ping An.

Even Lu Ping'an's move directly caused countless sword lights to appear behind him. Xia Qin has no possibility of holding back.

In a pincer attack, or a death fight, the strangling of two professionals, Yuan Dunxing opened his arms, as if he was muttering something.

But the development of the situation exceeded everyone's expectations in an instant.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

When the victim opened his mouth wide and let out a scream, the perpetrator himself was stunned.

A second ago, Yuan Dunxing suddenly opened his arms and faced the blade.

The scythe cut off the right arm, but the sword pierced the heart.

The blood gushing out of his chest was like a spring, and when people sighed that his blood was still red, it also made Lu Pingan and Xia Qin raise their vigilance again.

"Oh oh oh oh. I really deserve to die in your hands, dear Captain Xia, how does it feel to kill enemies with your hands, friends and comrades-in-arms in the past?"

What kind of trick is this? Why is he totally unprepared?

At that moment, he didn't even dodge. No, he dodged Lu Ping'an's scythe and put his chest on the long sword.

Blood gushed out, the young super wanted criminal couldn't stand up, he lay on the ground vomiting blood, it was undoubtedly a fatal injury.

Under the precautions of the two opponents, he just fell to the ground silently, thus losing the trace of his life.

ten seconds? five seconds? In short, his vital signs dissipated just like that.

suicide? Take the initiative to seek death? Conscience? A completely incomprehensible reality was placed in front of everyone.

The two people who killed him were a little dazed. The development of this situation was beyond their imagination.

The culprit who caused all this is to die like this? Even if he couldn't face Lu Pingan and Xia Qin's attack, why didn't he resist?

"Fake death?! Clone?" Xia Qin didn't relax her vigilance at all. She knew that for professionals, apparent death never meant the end.

"So that's the case." At this time, Lu Pingan sighed helplessly. He couldn't see through everything, but he already had a guess.

Xia Qin still didn't believe that he died just like that, and was on guard with all her strength, but soon, the reality refuted her stubbornness.

Yuan Dunxing was indeed dead. When those tentacle monsters that pulled the corpse of the loser began to drag his corpse away and throw it on the mother tree, "the death of the sophist" was already an irrefutable reality.

And Xia Qin herself felt that there was something more inexplicably in her body.

Is this the end?

"No, it's just the beginning."

Lu Pingan looked back helplessly, and sure enough, he saw the "self" standing in the middle of the arena without knowing when.

Isn't that thin and sickly boy the same as himself two months ago?

He was now in a daze, but he looked at the big cat with a happy face on the stand. This big cat was stuffing poor Tie Zhen into the statue of the mother goddess.

As Yuan Dunxing's body was dragged into it, a smiling face appeared on the tree. Old Ke and Jia Yi did not appear. Before that, they had truly died.

What Yuan Dunxing operated was just a puppet from beginning to end.

The big cat was full of smiles, and its tail was still shaking in mid-air, very happy.

She bowed her head with a smile, and the tone of the aria was full of malice.

"Oh, I actually neglected the distinguished guests, lovely children, you are so young, fate is really too harsh on you. The same face, are they twins? Uh, how about something interesting, for example, for example Let's see who among you brothers can survive?"

With a loving smile, he uttered the most vicious words. In every respect, this person is not a good person.

After eliminating the crisis, her bad tastes rose again, and she regarded the two Lu Pingan as new "joys".

On the court, only these few people were still standing.

Xia Qin was vigilant, took a deep breath, and was about to go all out, but Lu Pingan held him back again.

"No"

Lu Pingan has already seen through what will happen next, and he looked at "self" with complicated eyes.

Then, the young man with a calm face suddenly smiled, pointing his middle finger at the high platform.

"...If you are destined to die, that silly cat on the stage, I will challenge you."

Two months ago, same place, same appearance, same smile, same choice.

"The host, or the host cat, I choose to challenge you. Uh, why are you looking at me like this, can't the host be challenged?"

In Xia Qin's mind, two pictures overlapped, the same teenager made the same choice.

The threads of fate overlap here.