Fake Mechanic

That shot seemed to hit Fan Xiaoshan himself on the head, and before he passed out from the pain, he seemed to see a tiny grain of sand finally fall from the hourglass.

When he woke up faintly, he returned to the cockpit of the thunder machine again, and everything started again.

It was only then that Fan Xiaoshan realized that the hourglass had nothing to do with time at all, but a counter that was not affected by time and gravity, and what counted each grain of sand was the most entangled pain in his heart.

When you watch a favorite movie, you will naturally feel happy and satisfied, but after watching a movie you like a thousand times or ten thousand times, it will become extremely painful torture. This torture intensified.

Sinking into his own body to feel what happened that day, his best friend in his life repeatedly died in front of his eyes but he was powerless. By the time of the 150th reenactment, the last bit of endurance in Fan Xiaoshan's heart was exhausted. He felt that he would go crazy at any time, but Less than a tenth of that hourglass has fallen...

I have been trying to keep things that I don’t think about before my eyes. Why did Squall Lane choose to commit suicide? The imperial spy with a very strong psychological endurance actually decided to die in the end, in order not to let his best friend’s hands be stained with blood. , resolutely turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger towards himself, the intention hidden behind this was clearly presented.

You don't need to feel guilty, you have done what you had to do.

You don't have to feel guilty, my best friend, at least it wasn't your hands that killed me.

You don't need to feel guilty, my best friend, please take my place and convey my last wishes to my dearest woman.

The true heart of his friend before his death was completely restored in Fan Xiaoshan's heart, and then turned into the sharpest knife, cutting his entire soul into countless pieces.

Every time a grain of sand fell, Fan Xiaoshan felt that a trace of his humanity was being worn away.

When the last grain of torture in the hourglass was exhausted, he didn't even know how he got out of that room, he was in a daze, his eyes were bloodshot, and his otherwise handsome face was full of ferocious and violent expressions.

Seeing Fan Xiaoshan's staggering footsteps, the two Dragon Clan elders looked at each other without saying anything.

The red-eyed girl on the side lowered her gaze a little unbearably, and gritted her teeth.

"This is what you call a test?! If Ryan's death tortured me countless times to break me down, it would be too underestimating of me."

Fan Xiaoshan's long hair was disheveled, and he looked like a mad tiger. As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the tall old man with lightning speed. His right fist hit the old man's temple with slightly protruding middle knuckles.

It was an extremely vicious killer move as soon as he made a move!

The cold and sharp intention covered Fan Xiaoshan first, but to the surprise of the tall old man who made this psychic attack, Fan Xiaoshan just shook his body, and he broke away from the invisible chain. broken.

That fist still held the power of wind and thunder, and violently smashed towards the old man's head.

The short old man on the side finally moved.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he had already blocked Fan Xiaoshan's attack path. He simply raised his hand and blocked Fan Xiaoshan's fist. After countless consecutive attacks, Fan Xiaoshan flew upside down, hitting a wall before stopping his retreat.

"It's best to kill me, otherwise I will kill you all with my own hands!"

Fan Xiaoshan burst into laughter, and just after finishing this sentence, a mouthful of blood spewed out.

He wiped the corners of his mouth, struggled to stand up, and his smile became even more terrifying when he leaned against the wall to adjust his breath, "Who do you two old ghosts think you are? The dragon clan is amazing, and the dragon clan can play and trample on the most secret things in my heart at will." thing?"

The tall old man's face was a little ugly. He obviously didn't expect Fan Xiaoshan to be so hard-headed after experiencing the most painful things in his heart for more than a thousand times, and even exploded with spiritual power far beyond the limit. Even the ice of the mind could not completely restrain him.

Fan Xiaoshan struggled to move forward, but a female figure flashed forward, blocking his way.

The red eyes were frosty, and he said coldly, "The Illusion of Zhumen originally used the darkest secrets in your heart to test you. I don't know what kind of torture you have endured, but this is all karma from your own past. Do you want to use it to test you? Self-deception?"

"You can die, I can kill you right now!"

"But if you die, your partners will be useless. I will send them to another world to accompany you! Is this the result you want?"

Fan Xiaoshan's body trembled violently, the layer of violence on his blood-stained handsome face finally gradually dissipated, and a dejected look filled his eyes.The body that had been hit hard by the short old man more than a dozen times in a row lost the support of the strong breath, and slowly slumped to the ground against the corner of the wall.

The red-eyed girl's hand across her chest also slowly dropped, knowing that the man was beginning to wake up, she sighed, turned around and bowed silently to the two dragon elders, and stepped aside again.

The two old men looked at each other again, and seeing the tall old man nodding his head, the short old man took out a small blood-red stone from his pocket, threw it in front of Fan Xiaoshan, and said, "Eat it, if you still want to Ask me questions."

Fan Xiaoshan, who had finally managed to breathe evenly, stretched out his hand and touched his chest. The short old man's combo just now had already broken several ribs, and his internal organs were also damaged to varying degrees. What he didn't expect was that the short old man actually left. It was an explosive and fierce close combat method, and that kind of cold and sharp air-breaking power seemed to be some kind of psychic power of the tall old man. The two shot as one, with two completely different sides.

"what is this?"

Picking up the red stone the size of a little finger was cold, but Fan Xiaoshan instinctively realized that this was not an ordinary stone, a majestic vitality was transmitted into the body through the palm, as if holding a small stone. heart.

"Dragon source stone, you can also treat it as a life-saving pill. Let alone pass through the second door like this, whether you can go in by yourself is a problem."

After the short old man finished speaking, he and the tall old man walked to the stone table in the hall of the temple and sat down, and continued, "If you can pass the first level without being completely crazy, you at least have the qualification to sit and talk to us .”

The tall old man seemed a little upset, and said with a cold snort, "It's not crazy, but it's almost the same. Now I doubt whether he can complete that task."

The short old man glanced at the tall one, and asked with a half-smile, "It seems that you were the one who said he was qualified?"