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Seven hundred and fortieth chapters die(2/2)

Coupled with Lu An's posture and movement, Lu An instantly caused a burst of noise.

Everyone began to shout Lu An's name, and their words revealed worries, which made people extremely moved when they heard it.

But Lu An didn't listen, and the tinnitus appeared again, and the things in his eyes couldn't help but dissipate, and ghosts appeared one by one.

After fighting this fight, Lu An suddenly felt so tired. An unprecedented sense of heaviness came from all over his body, so he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands and feet.

This is also why Lu An suddenly became like this. It was not that he thought, but that he had to do so.

Lu An fell faster and faster, and there was no idea that Lu An had slowed down.

Tang Geng, who noticed this, rushed up instantly and directly took Lu An.

Then he mocked, "Yo roar? He was so fierce? He was exhausted physically and mentally? He couldn't even do the most basic sword-wielding?"

Lu An, who was caught by Tang Geng, forced a smile, but still had this powerless posture.

This scared Tang Geng, and hurriedly returned to the city lord's mansion, kicked Fatty Fan out of the chair, then helped Lu An up, and immediately joked: "What's going on? Is it really not possible? Is he so seriously injured? I can't even stand firmly? When I was falling, wasn't he very handsome? Now he is not going to sacrifice his life for the city, right?"

Lu An, half lying on the chair, felt that his body was terrible and he was not as light as before. Even the Taiyi Sword in his hand could not be lifted. This strange feeling made Lu An speechless.

"I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while. I'll leave it to you here! Help me to sleep for a while." When Lu An said this, his eyes were almost impossible to open.

Tang Geng was stunned.

"bite..."

The Taiyi sword in Lu An's hand suddenly fell from his hand, rolled on the ground twice, making a tingling sound, and finally smashed a hole directly on the ground.

Tang Geng looked over in the voice. When he saw the sword, he frowned directly, feeling extremely incredible about it, "This is a magic weapon! The legendary Taiyi Sword! You just threw it away?"

As he said that, he looked at the sword box behind Lu An, "Where is your sword box!"

Tang Geng's roar directly scared everyone in the city lord's mansion.

Fat Fan, who was standing beside him, also reacted, "This...what is this situation! What about the sword box? No way!"

This discovery instantly made everyone in the city lord's mansion busy.

Fatty Fan was extremely excited to drive out the people who were still present, "Go and find them quickly and find them back!"

Li Qing understood the importance of this thing. Each of the swords in it is priceless. If the sword box is lost, it is equivalent to losing the entire Jiangcheng!

Tang Geng threw Lu An to Fatty Fan, then rushed out and went to find Mr. Qing.

Fatty Fan threw Lu An to Xiao Yu again, and he himself looked at the Taiyi sword on the ground.

"You can't just throw such a precious magic weapon here. If you are picked up by someone, will it be a big trouble!" Fatty Fan muttered and reached out to get it.

"Oh!"

Fatty Fan reached out and didn't pick it up. Taiyi Jian didn't even move, and he almost fell to the ground.

"call!"

Fatty Fan rubbed his waist and panted, "Ha! Are the magical weapons so powerful?"

Xiao Yu, who was attached to Lu An, quickly urged: "What else are you doing? Hurry up, you can't even handle this thing, who can handle it? Help Lu An to rest quickly."

Fatty Fan thought about it, and then helped Lu An to lie down.

I originally thought that Lu An was just exhausted and could recover after a while.

However, Lu An did not wake up for a month after sleeping.

This is something that no one expected. Lu An slept for a month, not the so-called retreat, but the real sleep.

You can hear his extremely slight snoring in Lu An's room.

The other is the physical changes in Lu An.
Chapter completed!
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