Honey, It's Time To Take Your Medicine! Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Brave, please save this world!

Qin Chu is dead!

The body is torn apart, and the soul is also turned into countless fragments, floating in every corner of the Sky Continent. The broken soul that has not dissipated can still clearly see what happened in this world.

In the Holy City, people are having a carnival.

In the palace, the princes and nobles were drinking and drinking, and they celebrated that no one could shake their power anymore.

The soldiers of the holy city are chasing down the few people who are willing to say a good word for the brave. A girl in a wheelchair was ruthlessly picked at the head of the gun, and her body convulsed and died.

A wisp of soul floated to the highest chamber.

The shattered corpse was placed in front of Rossweisse, her beautiful eyes filled with madness. Is there anything more exciting than the fact that the damned guy is finally dead?

Brave, you deserve it too? Enjoying the title of brave for so long is already your supreme honor. There is only one true brave, and no one can replace you.

They drained all the blood from the body parts, leaving only shriveled corpses.

Even if he is dead, the body parts still have a terrible deterrent.

I can't forget that it was this young man who single-handedly entered the lair of monsters, tore apart the eternal monarch Nag, and returned in blood.

Immediately slashing the sword, ten thousand men can't open it. The army of millions of monsters didn't dare to cross the line drawn by the sharp sword in the man's hand on the ground, and jumped into the abyss.

How heroic is that?

Especially when he saw those wide black eyes full of anger and hatred, he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

"Suppress the torso and limbs respectively at the end of the sky, the corner of the sea, the top of the cloud, the heart of the lake, and the root of the tree." After a long time, Rossweisse made a cold voice.

The End of the Sky and the Corner of the Sea are the extreme edges of the east and west ends of the Sky Continent. The Top of the Clouds is the highest mountain on the continent and the headquarters of the Mother Earth Sect. The Heart of the Lake is the center of the Boundary Lake. The sanctuary is built on the boundary lake, and the tree is the tree of life.

"As for the head..."

"Suppressed under the Holy City."

"Let his head, for millions of years, bear us forever, endure the trampling of all peoples, and never stand up for eternity..."

Perhaps, only in this way can she really feel at ease.

A wisp of soul floated to the street.

He saw that the auction house was distributing leaflets. The finale item of today's auction was actually a drop of blood of a brave man.

The leaflet even carefully listed the many benefits of the blood of the brave.

Smear the blood of the brave on the steamed buns and eat them, which can keep the body strong, free from all diseases and poisons, and prolong life. The most outrageous thing is that he can beautify the skin, strengthen the yang and nourish the kidney?

A wisp of soul floated to the sealed place.

The jumping bonfire shines on the excited faces, and the rough men hook their shoulders and dance around the bonfire, dancing folk dances.

For the soldiers of the sealed land, this is a rare good day.

Because today, the brave were executed; and their salaries were raised.

They know that the brave fight with blood and are invincible.

But those were war years.

Now, all the monsters have been sent back to their hometown, and the world is peaceful.

The brave are not that important.

"Hahaha, that Brave guy is finally dead...I've been feeling bad about that kid for a long time."

"That's right. He is the only brave man who fights against monsters alone. Which of our brothers didn't come out of the battlefield. Why should all the glory belong to the brave man? It doesn't matter to us brothers if we co-author it?"

"I heard people say that the welfare of the brave is 100 million a year, and our brothers are less than 100 mana a year. The sum of 100,000 brothers is only one-tenth of the brave?"

"He prevented the eternal disaster? Please, isn't that his duty? He is a brave man, and that's what he should do. Otherwise, why would we summon a brave man?"

"It's okay to enjoy the preferential treatment during the eternal disaster. Now that the war is over, it's not disgusting to sit in that seat while licking your face."

"Look at the media outside, they know how to promote the brave and the brave all day long. No one has seen the dedication and hard work of our brothers. Besides, even if there is no brave, we can't win the eternal disaster?"

"Hey, our Sky Continent has outstanding people, we can handle any eternal disasters by ourselves, we don't need foreign dogs from other worlds at all..."

Money is always the best way to buy people's hearts.

In the entire barracks, no one even defended the brave man, and no one remembered the blood the brave man shed for this world.

Noisy voices raged in the camp, and no one noticed that the sky lock that suppressed the witch was like a thousand-foot-long python, and it was collapsing.

Qin Chu knew that no matter how strong he was, his lifespan was only a hundred years, and the witch had an almost endless life. He worried that no one would be able to suppress the witch after his death, so he used half of his vitality to condense the lock of the sky, on the one hand to suppress the witch, and on the other hand On the one hand, he also entangled his life with the witch. When he died, the witch would not live long.

Under the milky white moonlight, the witch walked out of the seal.

Silver hair fluttering behind her with the cold wind. Her fair cheeks were like beautiful jade, delicate and smooth. On the charming face, the scarlet eyes were bewitching.

Perfect and exquisite curves, graceful and charming.

White and tender jade feet, the toes hang down naturally.

The gorgeous and gloomy black dress flapped against the cold wind.

What a bewitching face!

The strongest witch is also the most attractive woman, with a cruel and mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, and her crimson eyes are as strange as blood.

"What a disgusting bunch of maggots..."

"The bell of judgment... Let's start ringing from here!"

The white and slender arms spread out lazily, the silver hair danced wildly behind her, and the black and red aura was permeating from Shaye Nicholas's body, rushing to the sky above her head.

In the noisy barracks below, a hundred thousand soldiers were having a carnival.

Enjoying strong wine and barbecue, venting the excitement brought about by the death of the brave and the increase in military pay.

The bright moon has been blocked by dark clouds, and a huge clock is suspended in the dark night sky. The clock exudes a scarlet luster, and the long hands are slowly turning.

Tick, tick, tick...

The crisp sound is like the enchanting magic sound.

Finally, just when the pointer finally turned to the middle...

when!

The time of death knell trial!

The light black wind suddenly appeared.

Right at the edge of the barracks, it was as if a gentle breeze was blowing over everyone's heads.

A group of carnival figures suddenly stood still, motionless, with no trace of fear visible on their faces, and even maintained the excited and distorted expression before.

The next moment...

The figures fell to the ground without a sound, their hearts stopped beating, and their bodies fell down in unison like cutting wheat.

One piece, one piece, one piece...

On the one hand, there is a silent death, and on the other hand, there is still a twisted carnival.

Those miserable people, unaware that a large number of their companions had died, were still writhing ugly and howling non-stop.

I don't know how long it has passed, and finally a sleepy man peeped into the strangeness in the distance.

"Huh? What's going on over there, why are people getting down?"

Watching the crowd fall down in unison not far away, another man curled his lips: "Maybe he fell asleep after drinking too much."

Wiping his mouth casually, holding the wine bottle in his hand, he walked over there with a grin: "Sleep you are paralyzed, wake up..."

It's just that before I could finish my words, the wind turned dark red at some point, whistling past the front door, and I could vaguely smell a strong smell of blood.

The next second, I felt something being forcibly pulled away from my body, my face stiffened instantly, and my body stiffened and fell forward.

The soldier in the rear who first noticed something was wrong, seeing his comrades who kept falling and the thick black and red fog wriggling in the sky, his body trembled violently, and most of the time he was drunk and sober: "Demon..."

"The witch... the witch is unblocked..."

The next moment, the man screamed terribly, dropped the wine bottle in his hand, staggered and ran away.

The man's scream woke up the companions around him. At this moment, people finally discovered the change in the barracks. Looking at the area where the black and red thick fog brushed, the faces of all the fallen comrades turned pale in an instant. , No one has the courage to rescue their companions, one by one just ran away.

The original carnival turned into a doomsday disaster at this moment.

Everyone only hates their parents for losing two legs.

Spirits, forget about it.

Barbecue, too late.

The dense crowd was crowded together, and one accidentally fell to the ground, and there were countless footprints on his back.

Big movies, never-ending and silent death, that kind of picture is even more frightening than **** and mutilated limbs, at least you can still know how you died in the bloody, but now, you can't even I don't even know how I died.

The black-red thick fog is the symbol of the Dark Witch. This terrifying witch who once devoured millions of lives has been unsealed.

People were wailing, terrified, screaming, teeth chattering.

However, no matter how he ran, he could only watch helplessly as the thick fog crawled up his body from behind, taking his life away in an instant, and the screaming stopped abruptly.

What's more, he was completely scared out of his wits, his body stiffened and motionless on the ground, his lips trembling and his face pale, watching the thick fog engulfing his body.

"Run, the witch is coming..."

"Draft, get out of the way..."

"How could the witch unseal, **** it, isn't the seal very strong?"

"Woooooh, mom, I don't want to die...Who will save me?"

"Who, who can deal with the witch?"

"Brave, what about the brave, come and protect us!"

Ah, forgot.

The brave man, he is dead.

Qin Chu's remnant soul watched this scene quietly. If Qin Chu still had his body now, he would definitely be able to hear that kind of crazy laughter.

He hoped that this thick blood mist could float all the way to the holy city.

But, no.

The witch's life has also come to an end, her thin figure has even become translucent, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of her mouth, and her little face became paler.

Right on the ground, the witch's body swayed, raised her head and glanced at the sky, she seemed to be able to see the wisp of remnant soul floating in the sky.

The witch raised the staff in her hand high, and poked it directly on the ground with a puff.

The next moment, the blood mist shrouded all around suddenly shrunk and turned into a huge vortex. An astonishing attraction came from the vortex. Qin Chu's incomplete soul was affected by the gravitational force, flying over from every corner of the Tianqiong Continent, and was directly drawn into it. The vortex swallowed.

Just before Qin Chu's consciousness completely fell into darkness, he heard the ethereal voice of Saya Nicholas:

"Sacrificing one hundred thousand living souls..."

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Chu's consciousness suddenly awoke.

Who am I, where am I, what happened?

Here seems to be the top of the mountain. There is no tree on the bare mountain top. The stone slabs illuminated by the silver moonlight all show silvery white light, and the night wind howls.

He is still a little confused!

"Successful, we have summoned the brave again."

The familiar voice in his ear made Qin Chu feel a little annoyed. He found himself standing on an altar, surrounded by twelve old men who were half in their coffins, and a beautiful woman in her thirties.

Thirteen sages?

Seeing Qin Chu standing on the altar in a daze, the middle-aged beauty, the youngest sage Natia took a step forward, and wrapped Qin Chu's hands in his palms, from bottom to top, a pair of watery eyes Looking at the man in front of him with big eyes: "Master Brave, please, save this world!"

Qin Chu stared, shook Natia's little hand away, and opened his mouth to curse: "Help? I'll save you Ma Le Gobi..."

(end of this chapter)

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