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Chapter nine hundred and ninety-ninth argument(2/2)

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

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

Because at this time, the storyteller seemed to be at least close to seventy years old. In this city, people who are over seventy years old are already very old.

But then he thought about his own lifespan, and then thought about the magic of the opponent's leg after today's transformation, he instantly changed his mind and said: "This is indeed something bad. It's not according to the book. The stronger the immortal magic, the stronger the magic.

The lifespan will be longer. Those immortals all live at least two to three hundred years old. Those immortals flying in the sky just now obviously cannot have your ability. So they can live two to three hundred years old, why can you only live longer?

How about seven or eight years ago?”

The storyteller's mind is a little blank.

He had never thought about his birth, old age, illness and death before. Firstly, he had never felt how long he could live. Secondly, it seemed that this kind of problem would not arise in his subconscious mind. It seemed that now that he thought about it clearly, it seemed that he could live forever.

Live.

"what to do?"

He was at a loss what to do.

He subconsciously felt that he didn't want to die of old age. It seemed that he had just truly lived in this world for once. How could he die in another seven or eight years? Especially when he could clearly feel the passage of vitality, as if he was constantly dying.

It's like ringing a death knell.

"Then you ask those immortals how they live so long." The bald man looked at him sympathetically and said, "With your ability, when you meet those immortals again, they won't dare to fool you at will.

.”

Seeing that the storyteller seemed a little timid, the bald man snorted again and said: "Those immortals are also weak and afraid of the strong, so you don't need to be afraid of them. As long as you don't lose this ability, you really don't want to

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

Speaking of this, the bald man discovered something strange, "I caused such a big thing here, why didn't even some official officials come over? Logically speaking, at least a lot of official officials should come over to see what happens.

Let’s talk about it later.”

He felt strange at this time, but he did not expect that there was already a chaos of war outside the palace. Even outside the palace, there was a turmoil. How could the officers and soldiers in the city care about the affairs in other places.

On the bluestone square outside the gate of the imperial city, Ah Si, who was digging out feces, was walking slowly with a bamboo stick in his hand.

This bamboo stick was the one he used to shave the fat maid into a thin one. At this time, the bamboo stick was soaked with blood and turned red and strange.

"Grounded!"

The Forbidden General on the city wall sounded a warning again. He had already issued two warnings before, but compared with the previous two warnings, his voice this time was obviously weak and trembling.

There were at least five hundred Imperial Guards lying on the square. None of these Imperial Guards were dead, but important meridians or blood vessels in their bodies had been pierced. They were wailing on the ground, twisting feebly, but could not stand up at all.

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

But the one who severely injured them was just a young man holding a bamboo stick.

This person is just a coolie who collects dung.

"kill!"

A shout with the same vibrato sounded.

All the archers who had been prepared for a long time looked at this frightening young man who had entered the shooting range, and fired arrows in succession.

Amidst the sound of chi chi chi piercing the air, dense arrows fell towards the young man like a heavy rain.

Even the most powerful swordsman in the palace will definitely be reduced to firewood in such a rain of arrows.

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

The shining red bamboo stick in his hand did not even break, as if there were always twenty or thirty swords flying around him at an alarming speed, sweeping away all the arrows that threatened him.

"What on earth are you going to do?" a general shouted out of balance.

He didn't understand what was going on with this man or what he was going to do.

"I want to go in and have a look."

A Si's voice sounded.

His voice was hollow at this time.

His entire body also seemed hollow.

After killing the fat maid, he had no direction. He only felt that his past seemed to be an illusion, and his future had been destroyed by his own hands. He felt that everything was empty.

He saw the golden light emitting from the top of the Imperial City from a distance, and he inexplicably wanted to go into the Imperial City to take a look.

In fact, he didn't have any special ideas. It was just because he was a manure collector before. People like him would never even think about getting close to the Imperial City, let alone go into the Imperial City to see what it was like inside.

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"Is this a place where you can come in?" Someone yelled like a cry.

But his voice was interrupted by a huge roar.

The palace gate cracked open.

This unusually thick door was swept open with a sweep of the bamboo stick in Ah Si's hand.

At this moment, in the palace, an old eunuch stood motionless with his body hunched over as if he had been frightened.

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

The eyes of this old eunuch were shining with crystal light, like countless tiny needles and threads whirling.

"Eunuch Huang!"

When someone called him, he started to move slowly.

"Is that so?" He shook his head, sighed, and then walked towards the palace gate.

(Why is the book review section invisible? Is it just because some book friends said that I shouldn’t read the book review section... What’s going on? I think the views of some book friends are quite reasonable. Every day
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