Three figures kept shuttled through the asphalt world.

Zheng Gan has turned into a clay figure, just like Zheng Kun’s nanny.

The three of them fought evenly, but they could not decide the outcome for a while.

Swinging away the mud on his face, Zheng Gan stared at the two extremely familiar opponents with bright eyes.

He bounced away Zheng Kun's whip leg, but he was hit by the nurse's head hammer behind him.

Zheng Gan thrust a carp, turned over, supported his forehead with one hand, and held the asphalt-shaped Yang Jiuzhu tightly in the other hand and was about to slash his throat.

However, before the knife could touch its neck.

"Child~"

A gentle call seemed to pinch Zheng Gan's heart.

"Gu~"

The hesitation in my heart made the knife in my hand pause for a moment.

And in such a fast-paced battle, this slight hesitation means giving up victory at your fingertips.

With a bang, the asphalt bloomed.

Zheng Kun kicked Zheng Gan’s temple in the air.

The huge impact force almost dispersed the asphalt stained Zheng Gan's whole body.

He fell heavily to the ground and was once again stained with asphalt.

Zheng Gan knelt on one knee, watching his hands trembling constantly.

Can't do it.

That's the nurse and my brother.

"How could I do it?!"

Bang!!!

As soon as the roar stopped, the nurse's thick tail slapped Zheng Gan's face like a hammer, screaming and slapped him away again.

Lying on the ground, Zheng Gan gasped heavily.

Although AP and HP consume less than 20% of the time, their bodies are as exhausted as if they were exhausted.

This is not a special skill.

It is because of the loss of fighting spirit, which intensifies fatigue.

"If this continues, you will die." The voice of the instrument spirit lingers in his ears.

"Shut up."

"Even though I know it is a fake, I still can't do it. There is an existence in the Demon God who has the magic to control the dead. How can you deal with it then?"

"Shut up!"

"Your feelings are too rich. Excessive emotions will only bind your hands and feet. If you can't even fully exert your own strength, how can you exert my strength?"

"Shut up!!!"

Zheng Gan roared hysterically.

Looking up, Zheng Kun and his nurse stood on both sides to look down at themselves.

They had a kind smile on their faces, but their murderous aura was so cold that it made people shudder.

"Stop hitting~ I don't want to hurt you."

Zheng Gan begged in a tone that was almost begging for mercy.

But he just finished speaking.

Zheng Kun's fist had already hit his abdomen.

How heavy is this punch?

Zheng Gan let out a mouthful of blood with a whisper, and mixed it with the asphalt liquid on the ground into a dark red turbid liquid.

"Um!"

Seeing that Zheng Kun was about to hit his second punch, Zheng Gan quickly bounced it away with the back of the knife, then closed his eyes and clenched his fists and slammed it hard at Zheng Kun's face.

But his fist stopped disobediently half an inch in front of Zheng Kun's nose.

The smile on Zheng Kun's face had not shaken at all, as if he had expected Zheng Gan to really hit him.

"I...I...Wow!!"

Before Zheng Gan could speak, the nurse next to him had already thrust his waist heavily, pulling him away again.

With a rush, as Zheng Gan fell, the asphalt liquid that was only knee-high surged like a tsunami.

In the quiet black world, Zheng Gan floated above this sticky liquid.

Although his condition is still 70%, he can't even move a finger now.

Yu Guangli, Zheng Kun and his nurse were walking towards him.

Zheng Gan knew that he was powerless to turn things around.

It’s not a question of whether you can beat it or not, but you can’t do it at all.

They are no longer here, and Zheng Gan knows it better than anyone else, because they are just dying in front of him.

But who can really attack those who value them with a heart of heart?

Knowing it's fake?

Don’t be a Li Zhongke who speaks without a back pain while standing.

When facing this moment, as long as there is a trace of human form, you will hesitate to start.

"They are very strong, but the strength I set is that the combined strength of the two is 80% of your strength, which is considered to be extra care for you."

The voice of the spirit of the weapon sounded again, and her sweet voice sounded only ironic at this moment.

She said: "If you fight seriously, they are not your opponent.

Is it really OK? If you don’t take action, you will die.”

Of course I know this kind of thing, and you still need to remind me?

Also, take care of? What are you kidding?

Is this a matter of strength? Is this related to strength?

Hut mother...brother...

Looking at the two asphalt men walking over, it seemed that their voices and appearances were still there.

I finally saw you again, but I had to kill you with my own hands.

Where is this a trial?

This is clearly hell!!

As he thought, Zheng Kun and his nurse jumped up at the same time.

The two of them stepped on Zheng Gan's head and chest.

The power of these two feet is so great that the friction between the air produces a fire.

Looking at them falling rapidly in the air in a daze, Zheng Gan's heart was filled with blood-like hoarding emotions.

However, at this critical moment.

Zheng Gan's right eye suddenly burst out with a blue-white light.

Zheng Kun and his nurse's meteor foot were immediately blocked by the blue and white barrier that was opened in front of Zheng Gan.

This is…

Zheng Gan was shocked.

I saw a phantom that did not exist slowly emerged in the pure blue and white light.

That was an illusion that only existed in Zheng Gan's sight.

But it is more realistic than any reality.

That's... Zheng Kun.

The real Zheng Kun.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

"I've just died not long ago, and you've cried for no reason. How can I rest assured if you do this?"

Familiar words, familiar arrogance, familiar frivolity.

Everything about Zheng Kun is so familiar.
To be continued...