Dazhe has heard this voice.

The voice of the young man who was willing to give him hot tea, give him a roof over his head, and be willing to believe in him.

Dazhe grabbed the key without even thinking... and with the key in his palm, a stream of hot air suddenly surged out!

A thousand-foot-long light burst out from the center of his fist, instantly piercing the surrounding darkness. The key was no longer an ordinary key, it was elongating, transforming, and turning into the shape of a sword.

"You are indeed suitable for Zhanlu. He also likes you very much... When you are willing to take the place of Mrs. Lin's child, he likes you and wants to help you."

"Luo... Luo Qiu?" Dazhe held Zhan Lu tightly in his hand.

"However, you can't bear Zhanlu's power. If you use it, you will die, real death, your soul will even dissipate, and no trace of your existence will remain... Are you willing too?"

"It doesn't matter." Dazhe said calmly.

He suddenly took a deep breath and charged forward with the ancient sword that gave him infinite power. He swung the sword horizontally and the arms that were dragging the soul of Mrs. Lin's son, Big Head and Lord Jin were instantly cut off!

I wish I could replace you one day.

If you could give me one more time...a chance to start over

If not, then this time, no matter what...

At least let me save you.

Only countless shrill screams could be heard, and the dark water surface was surging crazily. However, a beam of brilliant light burst out of the water surface and shot straight up to the sky with shocking power!

The blackness accompanying everything shattered at this moment...and their extremely sad cries.

…

It's like nothing happened.

But a large number of people fell to the ground, whether it was the police or those who were under control, they all fell to the ground, densely packed in the corridor.

Dazhe even saw Jin Ye and Da Tou falling on the ground... They seemed to be unconscious.

Everyone here just fainted and fell to the ground.

But the Zhanlu Sword in his hand seemed particularly simple and calm at this time, and a feeling of intimacy even penetrated into his thoughts.

Dazhe stared blankly at a faint ball of light floating in front of his eyes. This was his...Sister Lin's child.

Dazhe can feel it without even asking anyone.

He wanted to grab it, but suddenly he frowned, and his hand subconsciously touched his abdomen... There was a knife inserted here, which was stabbed in by someone under the control of Li Gui.

Blood immediately stained his palm. Dazhe just glanced at it indifferently, and then reached out again to grab the ball of light, but he immediately retracted his palm.

Instead, he put down the Zhanlu Sword in his other hand, but when his hand was about to leave, Luo Qiu's voice sounded from behind him.

"Dazhe, once you let go of the Zhanlu Sword, you won't be able to hold on... Are you sure you want to let it go? If you don't let it go, you may be able to hold on for a while."

Dazhe's shoulders shook, but he didn't look back. He took a deep breath, looked at his bloody palm, and said softly: "The other hand... this hand is too dirty, it's not good."

So he abandoned the Zhanlu Sword, grabbed the small soul ball with clean... Gan Jing's hands, and said softly: "Come, I will take you back to see your mother, okay?"

I'll take you home.

Even though the voice behind him continued to sound, maybe out of good intentions or to remind him something, Dazhe turned a deaf ear at this moment... maybe he didn't intend to listen.

He could feel as if his body was about to break apart all the time. His steps were as difficult as walking on a mountain of knives, but he was extremely firm.

The Zhanlu Sword that had been abandoned on the table started to shake crazily and floated for a moment, but it seemed to be imprisoned by something. It seemed unwilling, but in the end it gradually turned back into a key.

appearance.

Because it was just a property that was stored in inventory, buried in the club's warehouse, passed down, and now belongs to the new owner.

Even if it wants to leave, it will ultimately be unable to leave this rule in the hands of the boss who has given it ownership.

"Dazhe can't control your power. Using it once is already his limit."

Luo Qiu took the key back into his hand expressionlessly.

He asked those who had fainted to stand up with their eyes closed, and returned to their original places. He also asked Jin Ye and Datou to sit on the chairs in the hall.

The boss finally snapped his fingers... and the place resumed its original operation.

Everyone was even seamlessly carrying out what they had to do a moment ago. Only Jin Ye and Datou were looking at each other in surprise...

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…

People on the road seemed unable to see his presence.

Even if it is such a person, his body is bleeding from the wounds, his body is like a pixel, constantly splitting and aggregating, over and over again... no one can notice it.

For Dazhe, his current focus is only on one front. Yes, there is only one road he wants to complete.

The old man who was the caretaker of the community seemed not to see such a terrifying person walking in front of him and walked under one of the buildings.

Dazhe arrived at the door of Mrs. Lin's house, and when he was about to knock on the door, Dazhe paused, brushed his hair with his hands, and straightened his clothes.

"Who?"

"Sister-in-law Lin...it's me...Gan Jing."

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! I'm cooking, wait a minute!"

Sister Lin touched the wall, walked to the door step by step, and opened the door not very neatly, "Gan Jing! Are you coming to see Sister Lin again? Why didn't you notify me in advance?"

Sister Lin, I brought your son back.

"I...didn't I agree last time...that I would come to your house for dinner..."

"It's not the sun yet!" Aunt Lin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's only Saturday. But it's okay to come over. Aunt Lin will go downstairs to buy some barbecue for you later!"

"No...no need...scrambled eggs are just fine."

I brought it back...

"What's wrong with you? You seem very tired?" Mrs. Lin reached out and grabbed Dazhe's arm, "Gan Jing? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why are your hands so cold?"

"Maybe I have a cold..."

"Come on, let's talk when you come in. Don't be stunned. Come in and sit, come in and sit! Be careful... walk slowly." Aunt Lin supported Dazhe and sat down smoothly.

"It's just a little cold. It makes me feel like a sick person." Dazhe used his last strength to make himself appear energetic.

"A small cold is also a disease! Silly boy!" Mrs. Lin smiled, "You sit down first, I'll just finish frying the vegetables!"

Mrs. Lin walked into the kitchen.

Dazhe covered his abdomen, but opened his coat. A ball of light slowly floated out, and then slowly floated into the kitchen.

It floated next to Mrs. Lin, like a happy fairy... An ugly smile appeared on Dazhe's face.

Sister-in-law Lin, I...

"The vegetables are cooked and ready to eat!" Mrs. Lin walked out holding the vegetables and touching the wall. If it had been in the past, Gan Jing would have come up to help her immediately, but not this time.

Sister Lin couldn't help but feel a little strange, so she continued to shout: "Gan Jing? Gan Jing? Gan Jing?"

"I was...I...just fell asleep."

Dazhe propped himself up and slowly sat down in front of the dining table. Aunt Lin smiled playfully and sat down as well, "Why don't you take a good rest at Aunt Lin's place after dinner?"

"No...I'll leave in a moment." Dazhe smiled and said, "I'm here to say goodbye to you. I'm going to work somewhere else soon."

"So soon?" Aunt Lin stopped the chopsticks in her hand, "Didn't I just come back a few days ago? Why are you leaving again... Well, you are busy with work, Aunt Lin won't nag you. I want to go this time

How long?"

"Irregular, maybe it will take a little longer this time."

Actually, I really want to tell you...

Mrs. Lin nodded, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how long it is. You are doing something good. Mrs. Lin supports it! Ten thousand support! Come on, don't be stunned, pick up some vegetables and eat."

"I might be leaving soon, but before I leave... I want to come and see you."

Actually I am that...

"Ah? It's true. You're in such a hurry and you came all the way. You could just call me and tell me." Aunt Lin shook her head, then put some scrambled eggs on a spoon, "Eat more, eat."

You'll have to wait until you're full before you have the strength."

Dazhe held the bowl in tears and choked up: "Sister-in-law Lin, actually I..."

"Ah? What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Mrs. Lin tilted her head and moved closer, "What do you want to say to me?"

The light ball of the soul slowly floated to Dazhe's side and stopped on his hand... Gradually, the light ball turned into a phantom, and a pair of small hands held Dazhe's hand.

palm.

Facing him, she shook her head gently.

Dazhe moved his lips and looked into his eyes, as if he understood what he meant.

Dazhe took a deep breath and finally said: "I want to say...if only every day, every day, every meal...could eat the dishes you cooked...that would be great."

"Ouch, I was scared to death. I thought you were going to say something." Mrs. Lin breathed a sigh of relief, "Turns out I'm trying to make you happy again, Mrs. Lin! I really want to eat it. Next time you come back, tell me in advance. I'm fine.
To be continued...