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Chapter 8 The Man Closest to God

While thinking, the girl suddenly turned over, reached out to grop, and murmured: "Huangquan, Huangquan?"

Seeing that the girl seemed to be about to wake up, Huang Quan's figure flashed again, and had already arrived on the bed, lying side by side with the girl.

The girl turned over and touched him in a daze. Then she muttered something softly. She sniffed it with her little nose, and used her hands and feet, wrapped herself around Huangquan and continued to fall asleep.

Huang Quan was so entangled by her that she could not move, and she did not dare to move, so as not to wake her up. She could only lie straight and wait for dawn quietly.

But while lying down, he felt an indescribable peace, and slowly felt sleepy and fell asleep unknowingly.

I don’t know how long it took, Huang Quan suddenly sat up and looked around, and instantly broke out in cold sweat. At this moment, the sun was shining through the window, it was already dawn, and the bed beside him was empty, and Yao was not there.

He was shocked that he would have slept so deeply in a completely unfamiliar environment. If it were unimaginable in the past, it did happen today.

He is the Huangquan, an imperial god of killing who always remains alert and calm in any environment.

At this time, the door opened, Yao walked in with a dining plate and said, "Are you finally awake?"

Huang Quan nodded and slowly got out of bed. With the concealment of this simple action, he secretly tried to activate his body.

"When you wake up, eat quickly. After breakfast, I want to teach you hunting."

As usual, there was a lot of roasted beast meat on the plate, and the meal was made of fruit wine made of wild fruits. Yesterday, Huangquan had tasted this kind of fruit wine. The wine tasted astringent and slightly sweet, which was not good to drink, and it was not bad.

Although there is a lot of barbecue, Huangquan and Yao eat a lot, and they eat it in a blink of an eye.

Yao wiped his mouth and said, "You choose a few easy weapons. When I return the plate, we will go out to hunt."

Huang Quan nodded and looked at the weapons on the wall. His mind moved slightly, and a silver color appeared in his slender fingers. His mind changed again and the silver color disappeared.

There are several hunting knives of varying lengths and a battle bow hanging on the wall. In Huang Quan's opinion, these rough-working weapons are not much different from those with or without.

However, since the girl said that, he took off two hunting knives and inserted them around his waist, took off the battle bow and tried it. He found that the bow power and accurate head seemed to be different, not to mention that it was a hundred times different from the assassination crossbow carefully crafted by the Empire, but there were always ninety times.

Yao walked in again, threw a piece of animal leather armor to Huang Quan, and said, "You try it first, see if it fits well. There is no way to do it if it is not suitable. I can only find such one."

Fortunately, Huang Quan was tall and put his animal leather armor on his body and tied it tightly with a leather rope, which made him look very good.

Yao looked at her eyes lit up, and she slapped her shoulders hard, and said, "Study hard with me. If you can't use a cool and warm reincarnation, you can become an excellent hunter. Maybe there is still the possibility of becoming a warrior, at least I don't have to worry about you anymore."

Huang Quan was really amused and crying. He had recovered some of his physical strength. Although it was only a fraction of the time in his heyday, it was just a matter of raising his hand to bring down the girl.

However, in the girl's heart, he is still the weak man who needs protection at all times. And it is probably not just the girl who thinks like this. Looking at the eyes of the people in the past, everyone probably has the same idea.

After packing up, the two of them walked through the grass at the entrance and exit and entered the forest.

What’s magical is that when the moment he drilled out of the grass, Huangquan had a feeling of penetrating the film and entering another world from one world. The transition between the two worlds was not without a gap, but an indetectable gap. From this gap, Huangquan seemed to see something.

He stood up straight, suddenly he felt dizzy in his mind, and suddenly he saw a man staring at him in the distance.

The man was taller than Huangquan, and every muscle in his body was as hard as iron. The lines on his face were like knives and axes, and each one was so hard that it could pierce everything. Along with the slightly messy short beards, it could form a picture that could not be lost in memory.

The most eye-catching thing is the man's eyes. They are indescribable eyes, empty, cold, indifferent, and cold. In those eyes, there is only destruction, and it is the end of all worlds.

At this moment, Huang Quan's heart was like a big rock pressing on his heart, so heavy that it was too heavy to breathe, making him even difficult to breathe. The feeling of powerlessness that could not be broken away instantly spread throughout his body, making him feel like he was in the deepest nightmare.

He breathed desperately, but his chest was undulating, but he seemed to be unable to breathe in any air. In this terrible nightmare, there was still anger that could not be suppressed.

The anger rushed around his chest, making him want to roar, roar, and pounce on him to tear the man to pieces. But despite his anger, he still couldn't get rid of the deep powerlessness, and was so powerless that he was desperate.

"What's wrong with you? Wake up!" The girl's voice sounded in her ears, from weak to clearer.

The image of the man in the distance became distorted and blurred, slowly disappeared, and Huangquan returned to reality. He looked around and also at the girl. The girl's mouth kept moving, but he could not hear the sound.

"Are you okay? Why did you fall down suddenly?" The girl dragged him under a big tree and helped him sit on it.

He reached out and touched his forehead, which was covered with beans of sweat, sticking his hair to his forehead. He held the tree and stood up slowly. At this time, the feeling of powerlessness that tortured himself in the nightmare gradually faded, giving him the ability to control his body again.

Huang Quan bent his mouth upwards, laughing, and said, "I'm fine, I'm just... a little tired."

The girl looked puzzled, "Are you not full?"

"No. It's nothing, it'll be fine soon. Let's go, but it's a little slower now."

The girl nodded, showing a rare considerate attitude, and said, "Okay, I will try to slow down. Before I arrive at the hunting ground, I will talk to you about hunting skills. These are basic things and you should learn them soon."

Huang Quan nodded and followed the girl through the forest silently. The girl kept talking, but he didn't listen to anything. At this moment, his consciousness was all occupied by the man's face.

He had already remembered that this man was his old enemy ten thousand years ago, the spiritual leader of the rebel army, known as the closest person to God in the Three Thousand Stars, and has an immortal body...

But Huang Quan suddenly realized that he could not remember the person's name, but some memories related to it appeared one after another.

They are all fragmented pictures, and they cannot tell when they occur, and they seem to have nothing to do with each other. Most of them are blurry, and only a few can distinguish some meaningful scenes.

One of them is particularly clear, it is the battlefield, with corpses overlapping each other everywhere.

Huang Quan lay among these corpses, unable to move, and his five senses were almost gone. The clearest feeling was the warm blood that kept flowing through his body. It was the blood of his comrades and the blood of his enemies, but now it was mercenary.

In the distance of sight, several mysterious figures in black robes were gradually moving away. One of them seemed to feel Huang Quan's gaze and suddenly turned around.

In an instant, Huang Quan only had those eyes left in his memory, those eyes full of the dead world.
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