Chapter 3923

The two legs are stuck. Fatian can't move Ning Shu. Ning Shu is cruel and cuts off his two legs. His soul is transparent, but now it's even more invisible.

The huge hand penetrated the wall of the painting directly, and they grabbed it towards Ning Shu.

That big hand is like heaven and earth, no matter where they run, they will be caught.

"We can't escape like this," said fatian. "Only by shielding ourselves can we get rid of it."

Ning Shu knows that this giant beast, even if it is chased to the ends of the earth, will follow it like a shadow. Unless it can catch something, it doesn't catch what it should catch.

It's like that little mouse bumped into that huge hand to save Liwen, so that Liwen got rid of the tracking.

Now they are facing the same situation.

Batian changed from a whip to a human shape, but he had no legs. He was empty. He stood on one leg. He was seven or eight years old before, but now he is four or five years old.

It's smaller than when it was shaped.

Ning Shu burst into tears.

He was pale and tired. He said to Ning Shu, "do you have any way to stop him for a while? I'll draw a divine pattern to hide our breath."

"Let me try..."

"The law of water is useless. It's just the power in the small world. It's a very low power. It can't hide our breath." Said fatian in a hurry.

It's the rules, not the rules.

"Don't cry, I will comfort you in pain."

Ning Shu wiped his face in panic. "I don't cry. I don't cry. I'll stop him."

Even if it's to get rid of the divine pattern, he can escape.

If two people can't leave, it's better to have one.

More and more close to the hands, as if the world darkened, toward them buckle, with irresistible, look at the power of the world.

Fatian sat down, without another leg, and his movements were slow and staggering, and he was not used to them for a while.

He began to draw divine lines.

Ning Shu clenched his lips tightly. From the beginning, their strength was severely damaged. Originally, the chance to win taishu was small, but now it is even smaller.

Ning Shu felt that he might have folded here and looked at the cutting sky behind him. It was too small and thin.

I just want to live, live. She never wanted to take power according to their things.

Just want to live, never want to steal too uncle and the power of organization.

Since her hands and nails can hurt taishu, there is a little power to resist such power, even when fighting for a little bit for cutting heaven.

She watched the little mouse run into the giant hand for Li Wen. At that time, she didn't understand, because Li Wen was really cold to the little mouse.

But now she knows that some people are worth protecting with their own lives, just because of the warmth, which can warm her scarred heart.

In fact, peerless martial arts are also a thing. It's no harm to give them, but her heart is not willing to be hurt and will not disappear.

They are right, but I should take the hurt, because in my heart, I will not compromise even if I die together.

There is no sense of belonging or feeling for this organization.

Why pay what you have for a person and thing without feelings.

However, if she bears less, she may stay here, or suffer some grievances, and really take them out.

"Do you want him to die for me?" Ning Shu clenched his fist, looked firm and resolute, and went up to the giant hand without hesitation.

Fist to hand, Ning Shu felt that his whole man was hit by a huge hammer, and his whole consciousness was cracked.

Ning Shu is dizzy. His soul can't bear this kind of power and starts to dissipate inch by inch.

In the mural, taishu was recoiled by the strength. He twisted his brow and looked cold. He held up his hand and held it with five fingers. The giant hand grabbed it hard.

A greater force burst out, which made Ning Shu's soul collapse faster.

Ningshu's consciousness has begun to blur. He looks back at fatian with difficulty. Every time he sees fatian's broken leg, Ningshu's nose is sour.

If my consciousness dissipates, will a new "Ningshu" be born, and I will dissipate from then on.

Ning Shu looks at her big hand. She can't escape. She is so powerful that she can't move.

It's like a dead fish on the chopping board. If you can't beat it, you can't avoid death.

Ning Shu's soul and consciousness are crumbling. She sneers. Even if I die, I won't let you. She doesn't seem to use the will of death.

Don't you try to live, I want you to die faster.

Ning Shu used the will to die, and uttered a curse word by word. His voice was hoarse. "Uncle, I curse you. I'll die of corruption. I'll linger for a long time. I'll watch corruption and become a stinking rotten meat."The power of the will to die is like a black line, spreading along the giant hand to taishu.

Seeing the black line, uncle Tai's face changed. His expression was cold and cruel. With a big hand, under the overwhelming force, Ning Shu's soul exploded like a fragment, and his consciousness also collapsed.

Peng's explosion turned into a little bit and disappeared.

Before the consciousness dissipated, Ning Shu thought that, as expected, only death can liberate him from his inexplicable responsibility.

I have never asked her for her opinion, and I have embarked on this road, just like people cannot choose their own parents. No matter what happens, there is always a pressure on them.

Because the birth of grace, foster grace, she is dependent on the organization, the organization gives a strong opportunity, she has the opportunity to be strong, all because of the organization.

It seems that everything you have is because of the organization.

No matter what happened, no matter what we bear, there are no parents in the world.

No matter what you do, you can't repay the kindness of the organization. In this case, you can only leave the organization by death.

In fact, the organization has never cheated itself, because no one left the organization.

I thought I could be the first person, but there was only one more corpse.

From the day when I entered the organization, I was running for life and expected to die.

It's probably Murphy's law. I always have this premonition in my heart. I always feel that I will die. This day finally comes.

With all his final strength, Ning Shu looks back at batian. He is at a loss. He looks at Ning Shu. Ning Shu tries to appease him and roam in the void. Only batian can finish it for her.

She was unconscious.

Since then, there is no peace in the world.

Batian bit his pale lips tightly, finished the last stroke of the holy stripe, took out the bottle, collected a little powder, looked at the huge hand in the air, and resolutely turned away.