Chapter 217: Three-Party Dynamics


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  Until many years later, when Mei Ji was all-powerful and famous on the journey of refining blood, she would still wonder from time to time, if Zhou Baopu hadn't said such words to her at that time, would she have been as mediocre as ever? Sometimes, just one word is enough to change a person's life.

  After listening to Zhou Baopu's words, Meiji should have felt indignant. After all, she clearly remembered how much her grandfather doted on her when she was a child. She never wanted anyone to say anything wrong about her grandfather. But now after listening to Zhou Baopu's words, although Zhou Baopu It was a refutation of her grandfather, but for the first time, Mei Ji did not defend her grandfather. Instead, she somehow chose to believe Zhou Baopu.

  Until this time, Meiji had never discovered that Zhou Baopu had such a quality that always made people trust and even obey him involuntarily. This is the temperament of a leader, but now she is facing danger, and Mei Ji is still in the game, so she won't see this clearly.

  The reason why Mei Ji did not believe her grandfather, but chose to believe Zhou Baopu, was because Zhou Baopu could speak to her heart. Zhou Baopu's words were not only a portrayal of her previous life, but also explained many problems. .

  Why are people in this world rushing to refine blood? Isn't it better to live a peaceful life in an ordinary way?

  Why can so many people choose comfort when they can choose comfort?

  Why can we choose leisure, but so many people choose to rush?

  Why can so many people choose to be crazy when they can choose normality?

  Meiji didn't understand before, but after listening to Zhou Baopu's words, she suddenly understood. The meaning of life lies in struggle, in the endless joy of "fighting with heaven, fighting with earth, and fighting with people". Although you may not get anything after hard work, if you don't fight, then what you want and what you insist on will definitely not fall into the palm of your hand?
  Instead of sitting back and enjoying the success, instead of doing nothing and praying for the happiness you want, it is better to use your own hands, your own strength, and your own life to fight, fight, and force yourself, and live your life gorgeously, and you will not come to this world in vain. Such a long walk.

  Just as the two people were talking, the blood waves on the protective shield gradually became smaller. After all, no matter how much blood is in the blood pool below, it will seem a little after being crowded into the Hall of Beauty. After all, after the space is bright, the blood will The position also appears low.

  But even so, Zhou Baopu still felt incredible, because through the blood-red cover, they could vaguely see that the blood outside the protection had already passed his head, and they didn't know how deep there was still blood under the floor. .

  Fortunately, there was a dark curved sickle, otherwise Zhou Baopu and Mei Ji would have been drowned by the blood if they were not sickened to death by the blood.

  What Zhou Baopu didn't know was that the blood was not only extremely annoying, but also extremely corrosive. At first, they felt nothing about the blood, but after the real blood rushed out, it continued to corrode the furniture in the Hall of Beauty. After a while, the furniture was completely corroded.

  Even the tightly closed door of the Hall of Beauty has been corroded inside. The vermilion red paint on it has long been completely corroded, exposing the fine iron layer inside, which was able to survive the corrosion of blood and water without collapsing. . Otherwise, I am afraid that the entire Jiaolong Pond will be filled with blood.

  At this time, Long Zaitian was enjoying himself comfortably. He could feel that the beauty hall was filled with blood, but this did not cause him to panic. In his imagination, no matter how powerful the intruding human beings were, I am afraid that It has long been turned into water.

  And what made him most happy was that he had successfully caught Fu Chi and gave Fu Chi a strong dose of Bone Erosion and Blood Powder. Thinking of this, Long Zaitian wanted to cheer loudly. He finally got rid of this thorn in his side and got an extra bag of such good rations.

  Before breaking through to become a Blood Lord, Long Zaitian wanted to enjoy the experience again and break through to the Blood Lord in the most comfortable and refreshing mental state. So Long Zaitian directly put Fu Chi into the secret room where he was retreating, without locking it or chaining it up, and just left Fu Chi to fend for himself.

  Long Zaitian still remembered Fu Chi's twisted cheeks, and suddenly felt particularly happy in his heart.

  In Long Zaitian's secret room, Fu Chi was sitting cross-legged, with a fierce look in his eyes. It was obvious that Fu Chi was very angry, but even so, he was still sitting cross-legged, as if he was thinking about something. As if there is something puzzled.

  Fu Chi still remembered that when Long Zaitian said that he had been hit by Bone Erosion and Blood Powder, he suddenly felt abnormal pain in his veins and pores when he was trying to do his exercises. He was quite frightened at that time. But after waiting for a while, the pain in his body receded like a tide for some unknown reason.

  And when the tide receded, Fu Chi could feel that there was suddenly a happy feeling in his heart. It seems to be a long-lost feeling. Could it be that he has been hit by Bone Erosion and Blood Powder before, but hasn't he always stayed in Tianfu Tower? How is this possible?
  Fu Chi couldn't help but wonder. At this moment, Fu Chi's eyes suddenly emitted a light.

  Due to various changes, he still has not been able to open the memory talisman given to him by the ancestor of Tianfu. Now that he is in Long Zaitian's secret room, he does not have to worry about anyone disturbing him. Moreover, according to legend, it would take ninety-nine and eighty-one days to convert the bone-corroding blood powder that Long Zaitian gave him into a human blood bag. Why couldn't he open the memory talisman here? ?
  As soon as he thought of it, Fu Chi carefully took out his memory talisman, with a complicated color on his face. It was his memory that tortured him so much that he looked like a human being. The reason why he came to the Dragon Pond to challenge Long Zaitian was because there was something wrong with his memory.

  Thinking of this, Fu Chi couldn't help but touch the memory talisman with his hands excitedly. He knew the usage of this memory talisman very clearly, but he just didn't dare to use it easily. It doesn't mean that you can pick up those lost things if you want to. Started.

  In the past fifteen years, even though it was fifteen years without previous memories, Fu Chi also knew how he got here. And after these fifteen years of life, Fu Chi understands that there are some memories that people don't want to have or remember.

  Since Patriarch Tianfu doesn't want him to know those memories, there must be a reason. As for the reason, Fu Chi doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know. He just knows that this memory of his, at least in the eyes of Patriarch Tianfu, , is unpleasant and should not be remembered.

  He originally thought that his memory was lost forever, but now it seems that it was taken away by the ancestor of Tianfu.

  Although the ancestor of Tianfu returned his memory to him, it did not mean that he wanted him to pick up his past memories. After following the ancestor of Tianfu for so many years, Fu Chi had already understood the character of the ancestor of Tianfu. What Zu did was completely helpless.

  So what impact will the memories that Patriarch Tianfu thinks are unfavorable to him have on him now? In his opinion, is the memory that Patriarch Tianfu thinks is bad for him good for him? Fu Chi didn't know all this, and Fu Chi was about to know all this, because Fu Chi picked up the memory talisman with his trembling hands and placed it on his Yintang. Then, after a wave of illusory hands, he pointed at his Yintang. On top of the memory charm above.

  At this moment, Zhou Baopu and Mei Ji, who were in a stalemate with the transparent light shield in the blood pool, finally waited until the blood pool outside returned to calm. Their protective shields no longer shook like before. All this showed that the blood inside was different from the blood outside. The blood and water reached a balance.

  "What should we do now? It seems that all the blood that should be shed has been shed." "For

  this reason, if we go out, we have already tried it without breaking the floor, and we can't open the door of the Beauty Hall at all. "

  No one can open the door to the Hall of Beauty except Long Zaitian."

  "I have expected this. I am afraid that Long Zaitian has already known everything that is happening in the Hall of Beauty now, but he has not shown up yet. I am afraid that he has enough confidence in his Hall of Beauty. He is very confident, confident His beauty hall can trap us, and the blood can drown us. I'm afraid all of this is part of his plan. Perhaps in his imagination, we have long been turned into a pool of blood, and we have melted with the blood. For the sake of one body."

  Zhou Baopu said this, and when he mentioned the blood, he pointed at the blood outside the protective shield, and at the same time his mood suddenly tightened.

  "Then what should we do?"

  Meiji couldn't help but worry again. She was no longer so sensitive to Zhou Baopu's monster. She knew that others might not be able to see the secret behind it, but Zhou Baopu might not be able to, because Zhou Baopu showed The cleverness made even a smart person like Mei Ji feel frightened.

  "Since there is no way out, we can only move forward."

  "How to move forward?"

  Mei Ji couldn't help but ask.

  Zhou Baopu did not speak, but took action directly and started to walk forward. Strangely enough, as Zhou Baopu stepped forward, the protective shield couldn't help but move forward. Seeing this situation, Mei Ji couldn't help but move forward, for fear of stepping out of the protective shield and falling into unknown depths of blood.

  Zhou Baopu relied on his impression and walked towards the hole in the floor, and soon he reached it.

  Looking at the hole under the protective shield, Zhou Baopu calmed down and made up his mind. He led Meiji and jumped in directly. And the protective shield held up by the dark curved sickle followed Zhou Baopu step by step, protecting Zhou Baopu and Mei Ji as if they were afraid of blood coming in, as if they were loyal slaves, not daring to relax at all.

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