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Strange World Little Cooking Saint - 962. Chapter 945

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The fantasy sect escapes the world and is outside of the human race. The world only knows that there is a fantasy sect, but no one knows where it is. This time, the Phantom Sect changed its old posture and sent out a hundred invitations to the outstanding people of the world, inviting them to participate in the eight hundredth anniversary of the Phantom Sect. This matter just revealed a little bit of news, and it aroused discussion from all sides.

How many people are there in Terra? But there are only one hundred invitations. It can be said that every invitation is a privilege.

Ordinary people only pay attention to the glory that floats on the surface, but the person who receives the invitation only feels that this move of the illusion must have other intentions. Basically, all the heroes of the human race who received the invitations responded, and the fantasy sect led the disciples to the fantasy sect.

There was an uproar outside the fantasy sect, and the inside of the sect changed from the coldness of the past, and there was a wave of joy up and down.

Just as people outside the same sect are curious about the fantasy sect, so why don’t people in the sect yearn for the outside world. The chief of the clan held a celebration banquet, and the family felt strange like Huan Yong, but this surprise did not affect their inner joy, and it is said that the people who were invited to the banquet this time were the most famous figures in the legend.

Although they were proud of being a disciple of the fantasy sect a long time ago, now this sense of pride is even stronger. Not every sect can have this face!

Shiyu also felt the joy in the clan, but because of this, she was held tighter by the lord.

Yes, the lord himself.

The pressure of the human saint is too terrifying, but the lord of the suzerain has no intention to take it back at all. Shi Yu only stood under her pressure for a few breaths, and the whole person is like an ant held down by a mountain. The sweat was like rain, and the soul seemed to be crushed at any time, even breathing was extremely difficult.

“Why, this can’t stand it anymore, since I want to be the descendant of my fantasy sect, you can’t just be so capable.” Even if she was just sitting there, Shi Yu still felt the attitude of slumping everything.

She said she couldn’t do it, because she really despised herself.

This thought flashed in his mind, and Shi Yu took a deep breath, but the stubbornness deep in his heart was stimulated.

“I can hold on.” She said as she stepped forward. But when her leg took a step, her thigh couldn’t bear the pressure of the whole body, and it broke with a “click”. The broken bones tore the flesh and blood of the epidermis, exposing the muscles and bones inside.

Ever since the physical body was reshaped, Shi Yu’s physical body had never suffered such a pain. She groaned, but did not stop, but continued to drag her broken leg forward.

The task given to her by the sect master is very simple: the highest place of the sect is the star picking building, and the sect master is in the pavilion. As long as Shi Yu can walk up to the Star Cultivation Tower, she will recognize the identity of Shi Yu Huanzong’s disciple and return her Qingjin Order. In addition, she will also pass on the inheritance of the school to her.

This temptation was too great, and what he got was almost not proportional to what Shi Yu paid, and Shi Yu agreed without even thinking about it.

It’s just that this short distance of tens of steps, now seems to be as difficult as the sky.

There was a slight “click”, and another bone broke. If Shi Yu was able to take a half step just now, then she can only move forward half an inch now.

Sect Master looked at the traces of blood on the ground, without any expression on his face, said: “If this continues, your body will be shattered, and your soul will be severely damaged. The most important thing is that no matter how much you pay, you will not be able to come to me. Here. You really don’t give up?”

Even if two of his leg bones had been broken, Shi Yu didn’t show any pain, “If many things can be given up easily, then I won’t be here now, but as early as the ninth day of the ninth day. Kuzuo. Since I want your approval, I have to pay the corresponding price. Now this test is very simple.”

Sovereign heard this, but did not speak for a long while.

However, Shi Yu had already taken the big medicine, and after the wound on his body had recovered a little bit, he continued to move forward.

From sunrise to sunset, from the galaxy rising to the galaxy fading, the lord has not left in the pavilion, and Shi Yu has been working hard towards the goal, but the speed is extremely slow, and his body is also scarred.

A hundred steps away, Huan Yong frowned, his uncle was also watching, and even a whole dish of chickens in a good mood was chewing.

“If this goes on, her spirit will collapse.” The coercion of the most holy human race can’t be passed by just grit your teeth. Now Shiyu’s body is full of scars, and the blood has soaked her clothes into a dark color. If it weren’t for the medicine, she would have already tried her best to pass out of a coma.

“How about that? It’s her own choice.” The little old man licked his fingers, saw the senior sister sweep him, and immediately put away the unfinished chicken, flattering solemnly: “Anyway, senior sister made a decision. I can’t be wrong.”

Huan Yong turned his head silently.

But he knew in his heart that these were Shi Yu’s own choices.

At this time, Shi Yu’s eyes were covered with blood, and his mouth was full of the smell of rust. Every time she stepped forward, the pressure increased by one point, and she could even hear the sound of broken bones in her body.

However, these are not reasons for shrinking.

She was also proud of herself, and she was also proud of being a member of the fantasy sect. She is the descendant of the fantasy sect, since the fantasy sect wants her to continue, then she can’t be a weak one!

“Teacher, I can…” Huan Yong was turned down before he could finish her words.

“Can not.”

“You haven’t heard what I’m going to say.” Huan Yong beeped softly, but he got only one sentence: “It doesn’t matter what you say.”

Huanyong couldn’t, so she had to watch it by the side.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t keep watching if he wanted to, because the Sect Master spoke again, “A guest is here, Yong’er, you go to meet him.”

“Me? Oh…” Huan Yong left with a heavy heart.

However, the two words “You Ke” fell into Shi Yu’s ears, but they gave her another strength out of thin air.

“Sect Master, is Senior Wen Xuan back?” Shi Yu asked, removing the blood from the corner of his mouth. She is basically relying on her mind to support her body from being crushed, but it is difficult to go further.

“Will you come? You’ll know if you don’t see it at the banquet.”

Shi Yu knew that not everyone could attend this banquet. She wanted to go to the banquet and at least she could pass the hurdle before her eyes.

At this time, Huan Yong, who came to the entrance of the mountain gate, also saw the visitors.

“Senior Wen, Mrs. Wen.” Huan Yong had seen these two seniors before, and now he is not unfamiliar. “I didn’t expect that the fastest one would be you.” As he said, he saw the pair of gods and goddesses standing here again. A five or six-year-old boy stood beside her, who couldn’t help showing a kind smile: “Is this Young Master Wen?”

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