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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters happy death

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"This... he has been resurrected?" Wang Sancai looked at Huang Tian who was still lying in a pool of blood on the bed, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mr. Fat. He had already sensed that Huang Tian had recovered his breath. Although it was still very weak, he could already sense that his breath was continuous.

Seeing Mr. Fat nodding, a stone hanging in Wang Sancai's heart finally fell down.

However, looking at Huang Tian frowning on the bed, Wang Sancai felt as calm as water and had no trouble at all.

In theory, a magical thing like resurrection should be very excited after the first success?

But why don’t I feel excited or excited at all?

Even magical.

Wang Sancai sat by the bed and thought quietly. Mr. Fat didn't bother him. I don't know how long he thought about it. Wang Sancai suddenly understood a lot of magical things, just like this, when his own abilities are reached, once he dismantled various links and steps, he would not feel that there was anything magical.

Now, he didn't feel anything in his heart, and he felt as if he had done something very ordinary. However, once this ordinary thing was done, the dead Huang Tian was reborn.

"Well..." Huang Tian made an unconscious "shenyin" sound from his mouth. Wang Sancai was about to take action. The fat man next to him saw it and whispered: "There is no need to move him. There should be no time passing when he stays in your place, right?"

"Well, what's the problem?" Wang Sancai immediately confirmed and asked.

Mr. Fat shook his head: "That's fine. If you die for too long, not only will your spiritual intelligence be difficult to unblock, but your physical skills also need you to help him recover his activities. Although he has been dead for a year, in your special place, it is equivalent to just dying. You don't have to worry about anything now, just wait for him to wake up."

"Okay...when will he wake up?" Although Wang Sancai knew that Huang Tian had already lived, it was the first time he had resurrected someone else. He was always unsure.

Mr. Fat suddenly stood up and smiled and said, "Wait patiently for a while, I'll go out and tell Bai Xiao some things first."

"Okay." Wang Sancai agreed, but didn't say much. Mr. Fat came back with the flower demon this time probably to entrust Bai Xiao with him, and he had delayed him for a long time.

So, after Mr. Fat opened the door and left, Wang Sancai first took out a brand new set of clothes from the warehouse. Then, when he was about to clean up the blood on the bed, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"...Wang Sancai..." A timid voice sounded.

Wang Sancai turned around and saw Aning standing stiffly at the door. The door had been closed by her. Although she was calling her own name, she just lowered her head and didn't dare to look at her.

When Wang Sancai saw her, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, but as a man, he certainly had to be more generous. Wang Sancai felt embarrassed, but on the surface he pretended to be nothing. He greeted enthusiastically: "Come on, Aning, sit down quickly."

He kept silent about Aning taking care of him this year, which made Aning feel relieved a lot.

She looked up at Wang Sancai, then quickly lowered her head, hurriedly walked to the round stool that Fatty Mr. had just made, and sat down, lowered her head and asked, "That...that, I heard from the true god that Huang Tian was about to wake up. I was going to come in and tell him about the situation on his son..."

"Yeah." Wang Sancai heard Aning's tone was still nervous and embarrassed. He could only pretend that he didn't know anything. Nothing had happened before, and said seriously: "He probably woke up after a while. By the way, I heard Mengyao say that before you went to find me a year ago, you asked Li Yun and the others to transport Huang Shikun to Li Kingdom? Do you not know his current news?"

Hearing Wang Sancai's tone was normal, Aning seemed to gradually calm down and his words became much more flexible. However, she still didn't dare to look up at Wang Sancai: "Well, although I haven't been there, I heard from the true god that Huang Shikun had arrived in Li Kingdom safely, but..."

As she was talking, she suddenly heard a "rustling" sound. She couldn't help but look up and saw Wang Sancai bent down and wiped back and forth on the bed with an exquisite small basin in one hand and a piece of cloth in the other hand.

Xiaoban Aning recognized that she still remembered that when she and Wang Sancai fled to Li Kingdom a year ago, they used this small pot to cook food on the road. At this time, she saw that what Wang Sancai had rubbed into the small pot was handful of blood.

Suddenly, she couldn't help but get up, and then she noticed that Huang Tian's body was covered with blood. She hurriedly walked over and couldn't help asking, "What's going on? Isn't he about to wake up? Why is there still blood on the bed?"

As she said that, she also walked to Wang Sancai's side, and she lost a little bit of embarrassment in her movements and became more calm. She saw her snatching the blood-filled basin from Wang Sancai's hand and said, "I'll go out and pour it out first, you can rest as well."

Wang Sancai did not refuse. He twisted the blood on the cloth in his hand hard and explained with a smile: "When I just took out Huang Tian, ​​he still had fatal injuries on his body. Later, Mr. Fat asked me to practice resurrection. I waited for him to die and then resurrected him, leaving the blood on this bed..."

Before he could finish a sentence, Aning suddenly interrupted in surprise: "You said it was him who was resurrected?"

"Yes, hehe, I have reached the stage of great success. If I reach the stage of great success, I have the ability to resurrect others." Wang Sancai was not surprised at all that Aning had joy and surprise on his face, and he smiled calmly: "I was also surprised that I actually broke through to the stage of great success after waking up."

As soon as she said "sleep", Aning couldn't help but remember what she had done with Wang Sancai this year. She couldn't help but blush and quickly ran out with the basin in her hand: "I'll pour it out first..."

Wang Sancai just nodded slightly and couldn't help but look at Huang Tian.

After rubbing a whole basin of blood, only blood marks were left on the bed. Wang Sancai threw the blood-wiping cloth in his hand aside. Seeing that there was no wash basin in the room, he was about to take out high-pressure water to wash the blood on his hands, and suddenly his heart moved...

Immediately afterwards, a small water ball suddenly condensed in the air in front of him. After Wang Sancai reached into the small water ball and washed away the blood marks on his hands, he saw that the blood-stained small water ball seemed to be roasted by high temperature and evaporated again in an instant.

At the same time, the water marks on Wang Sancai's hand also evaporated at the same time.

He suddenly sighed in his heart that the ability of this great period is really not comparable to that of innate one's own innate way.

Although he is balanced in every five elements now, it is still possible to condense a single five elements. The small water ball just now is the water element in the water flow power he condenses, the small water ball and the water marks on his hands evaporate, and he also uses the fire element.

In other words, Wang Sancai's power is unbalanced and although he cannot call the wind and rain, it can still be done by condensed into a basin of clear water or igniting firewood.

He tried it and found that he could only condense water about the size of a washbasin. He could not do it any more. I think his fire movement was not strong enough to evaporate more water elements in the air, thereby condensing more water elements.

Considering this, he couldn't help but feel eager to try it out. It would take hundreds of years for other powerful people to cultivate to the realm of the true god in the late stage of the Great Success. What about him?

Now he is a level 54 major general. If you calculate it, the realm of the True God in the late stage of Dacheng is level 66 general general. If you play the game and upgrade, it is probably one month enough, right?

Thinking that he could only reach a state that many geniuses in this world could not reach in one month, Wang Sancai couldn't help but feel a little proud.

He was savoring this pride, and Aning walked in with the cleaned basin and handed it back to Wang Sancai. He heard her say, "In this year, the true god has more than just said that it would be great if you can clearly reach the stage of great success. You talked with him for so long just now, how are you discussing?"

When Wang Sancai mentioned this matter, he couldn't help but wonder.

Seeing that Huang Tian was not awake for a while, he simply pulled Aning to sit down and said slowly: "When I talked to him, I tried to avoid this topic as much as possible. He didn't take the initiative to mention it. We just exchanged some things about Bai Xiao and things after Dacheng... I was worried about his words. Aning, tell me, what is the destruction of the Ice Continent?"

Aning was originally very embarrassed when he pulled Aning, but when she heard Wang Sancai's serious tone, she calmed down a lot. After taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself and replied: "Actually, Mengyao and I don't know what happened. I just remember that the fall of the Ice Continent that the True God said must be related to the leader of the Dark Sect, but we have not asked in detail, and no one knows what happened."

Wang Sancai thought that Aning and the others had not gone down the mountain for more than a year, so he gave up asking about the current mainland environment, and turned to ask: "I... heard from Mr. Fat, starting from the night you brought me back, won't the mainland be destroyed in a year? I slept for a whole year, won't the mainland be destroyed in a few days? Why don't I feel at all?"

He deliberately said that what he saw in Aning's diary was said by Mr. Fat, in order not to embarrass Aning.

Aning didn't hear it, and saw her sighing and said, "I don't feel anything at all. It's said that we haven't lived for a few days, but..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly paused, looked up at Wang Sancai, and said firmly: "A day when you are here, I will be happy for a day if I can live. What is important is to die happily, not a sad life."
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