Chapter 1822    Resurrection

A ferocious smile appeared on the white soldier's face. He believed that this sword would be able to kill this yellow-skinned boy. He first used hypnosis on Su Weifeng. This trick was already unsatisfactory and could easily get rid of his opponent. With one knife, the yellow-skinned boy spewed out a bloodline on his neck and fell to the ground. The hundred-man soldiers laughed wildly. These wastes were indeed wastes, and they dared to come out at this level. This is not seeking death.

But when the white soldier was stunned, the door suddenly opened. He was surprised. Why did someone come in so quickly? His body has not been handled yet? This time he can't hypnotize his opponent, so he can only kill him forcibly. The white soldier sighed and looked at the door.

A man with yellow skin and cold eyes walked in. The white soldier was shocked. He had seen this person, just now, he had just killed this person with his own hands. He could not see a ghost. The white soldier subconsciously looked at the ground. There was no corpse on the ground, and there was not even a trace of blood.

This made him a little suspicious. Was the thing just now really happened? Or was he just having a dream? The white soldier was surprised, but he was not confused. He secretly scolded me for killing you twice if he could kill you once.

The yellow-skinned man walked into the room and did not pay attention to the white soldiers, but instead took a lot of rooms. It was exactly the same as the scene just now. The white soldiers were a little confused. What was going on? Did he really have a dream or saw a future scene?

The white soldier was not in the mood to test again. He didn't use any hypnosis and rushed towards the man suddenly. The dagger penetrated straight into the other party's heart. The yellow-skinned man wanted to avoid it, but his speed was not as fast as the white soldier. The dagger accurately inserted into the yellow-skinned man's heart. His eyes showed unwillingness and anger, and he slowly fell down.

"Hmph, no matter whether this is a dream or something, so what about dreaming, I will tear you apart, it's a waste." The white soldier laughed carelessly.

At this moment, a voice sounded, and the laughter of the white soldier stopped abruptly, and the crazy smile froze on his face. The strange door opened again. The white soldier turned his head mechanically and saw a man stepping in. His familiar figure and familiar face were the man he had just killed.

He had killed the other party twice in a row, and this man appeared in front of him for the third time. The white soldier didn't believe that this was another dream he had. Could it be that it was a dream that could not be achieved in the dream? No matter what the hell are you, I will kill you. This time the white soldier didn't hesitate. The moment the man entered the room, he broke his neck.

After that, the white soldier seemed to be in a nightmare. He killed the yellow-skinned man in various ways, but the yellow-skinned man was resurrected again and again and again and opened the door and entered. Although the white soldier was killing people and was not injured, his fear in his heart increased again and again. The cycle continued to repeat the same thing, and he had already lost his mind.

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I didn't understand what was going on, but I only had one thought in my mind, that is, killing and killing. Finally, after killing the other party more than a dozen times, the door was opened again, and the yellow-skinned man walked in. This time, the white soldier still quickly attacked the yellow-skinned man.

However, he was suddenly stunned. His arm was actually caught by the yellow-skinned man. This had never happened in the things he had repeated for more than ten times. What happened? How could it change? The white man looked at the man in confusion, but then a severe pain came from his arm. His arm was twisted into a twist by the man. The bones on the man's arm were shattered in an instant, and many bones had been sprung out.

The white soldier had never suffered such injuries. He was also a man, and he was forced to scream, but his head was covered with sweat. The white soldier was also struggling on the battlefield. He had a broken arm. He quickly lifted his knee and was about to hit Su Weifeng with a knee. However, as soon as his knee was lifted, the other party grabbed his calf. He broke his calf in a strange arc.

The white soldier finally called out this time. Before he could fall, his other knee was kicked off with a fierce kick. Both legs of the white soldier showed strange arcs, and he had no way to stand up when he fell to the ground.

Now that one of his arms and legs is destroyed, he knows that he is dead, he really doesn't understand what happened. He just now could easily kill this yellow boy, but now he is the opposite. He can easily kill himself. He has no room for reaction in his hands. The speed of dealing with him is too fast, and he can't do anything to avoid him.

The white soldier was very confident about his strength. In fact, the enemy he had already had double digits. However, at this time, the man was like a murder machine, and he had no feelings for himself to take action, and he didn't even feel excited or bloodthirsty. It seemed like eating and sleeping. This was the nerve that could only kill more people. He was completely panicked.

This yellow-skinned boy can still be resurrected if he dies. Will he be resurrected if he dies? A thought suddenly flashed through the white soldier's mind. This thought was also the last thought before he lost consciousness, and he was immediately kicked by Su Weifeng in the head.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the white soldier was covered in cold sweat. He was still sitting on the ground of the room, holding the dagger in his hand, and his head and face were covered in cold sweat. Did the things just now be a dream? At this time, there were no other people in the room, nor a man with yellow skin. He was the only one who was empty, just like his empty heart, and inexplicably felt lonely and fearful.

What happened just now? Was it all his dream? The white soldier was stunned and could not wake up from his sleep for a long time. If this was a dream, it would be too real, as if it had happened. He checked his arms and legs, but there was nothing, and there was no sign of injury at all. The white soldier was also a little uncertain at this time.

He didn't understand what was going on. Was it really a daydream? But it was a little too real.

At this moment, the door of the room was slowly pushed open and a man walked in. However, this time he was not expressionless, with an evil smile on his face. When the white soldier looked at the smile, his heart couldn't help but twitch, and an inexplicable sense of fear arose in his heart.
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