Negri picked up the broken hand, and the broken hand turned into bacteria liquid and merged into Negri's body, and inserted the dagger back to his waist.

This battle with Fang Ze ended with Negri's complete victory and the complete abuse of Fang Ze.

But at the last moment, Fang Ze's disaster power once again summoned the meteorite to break through. Although he was seriously injured, he could recover by just a period of cultivation.

"It's indeed feasible." Negri thought to himself: "The protagonist's halo is very rigid to a certain extent. As long as you grasp a central point, you can avoid the role of the protagonist's halo to a certain extent, and even use the protagonist's halo."

"As long as it is beneficial to the protagonist, even if it seems harmful on the surface, the protagonist's halo will not be stopped." Negri thought: "For example, most protagonists have to encounter setbacks to speed up their growth."

"So I was indeed teaching in the name of teaching battles, and even temporarily hypnotized myself, making myself think I was helping the other party."

"In this case, I will beat the protagonist up once, and I will not be disturbed by the protagonist's halo in the middle." Nagri's eyes were particularly sharp: "Don't attribute yourself to the villain. Even if you are a villain, you will be a villain who must be whitewashed in the later stage. This will give me more room for operation."

"The modeling of the protagonist's halo needs to be completed bit by bit. This kind of thing that can unknowingly affect people's mind is really terrifying." Nageri glanced at the distance and left here.

Fang Ze was sitting in the car. Although his face was bad, it did not continue to deteriorate. Next to him was a handsome boy with half-haired hair. He had a surging disaster power, which made Fang Ze's condition not worse.

Authority: Deterioration, here specifically refers to injury or disease, which becomes more serious because it has not been treated or treatment regardless of its effect.

The half-haired man is named Zhang Wei, a name with the most names. He and Fang Ze were playmates when they were young, but later they learned from other places as their family members transferred. They met in a previous incident and learned that Fang Ze had become the King of Disasters, so they stayed by his side.

With Zhang Wei's ability, Fang Ze's condition will not worsen, and he can even continue to fight if necessary, which is equivalent to the fixed state of half of his body.

"It's very embarrassing, Ah Wei." Fang Ze said silently: "He came to cause trouble with great momentum, but he was taught a lesson by others. Not only did Qiaojie's problem not be solved, but he was beaten to seriously injured."

"Isn't this a natural thing?" Zhang Wei did not comfort Fang Ze, but said with salt on his wound: "You don't know anything about the other party, whether it's intelligence or purpose, and you always suffer a loss when you rush forward."

"And I can see that the other party is definitely merciless, otherwise you will probably die today." Zhang Wei continued to attack.

"Aze, the fall of the meteorite can also constantly rub against the atmosphere and constantly weaken itself. When you use authority, you also know that the angle of the fall of the meteorite will greatly affect its flight speed in the atmosphere."

"It is certainly an excellent character to move forward bravely, but if you don't even understand the direction and method, you will only be completely wiped out by the atmosphere."

"Okay, I've eaten enough of this chicken soup." Fang Ze said with a chuckling, and the frustration in his words had almost dissipated.

So many people like to seek comfort from others, but they don’t really want to listen to chicken soup. In this society, no one has ever heard of such great truths that sound very reasonable. They just want others to comfort them so that they can have a better life themselves. As for what the content of the comfort is, it is actually not very important.

"Okay, I'll take care of my injuries first, pay close attention to Qiaojie's physical condition, and immediately notify me whenever there is any problem." Fang Ze looked serious: "I originally thought that as long as I stayed away from Qiaojie, I would not let her get involved in our lives, but this was just my wishful thinking."

"Explain the situation to Sister Qiao, and then I will bear all the problems." Fang Ze made up his mind and avoided because of concern, which was ultimately a behavior of stealing the bell. It was not advisable. Since he became the King of Disaster, he needed to have the responsibility of the King.

He Qiao was constantly familiar with that special breathing rhythm. Maintaining this rhythm could make her perception more and more sensitive. In a trance, she felt her soul.

She was floating in a daze, and a lot of saliva emerged from her mouth, which was swallowed along the frequency of breathing. The power of disaster was fluctuating, affecting He Qiao's soul bit by bit.

At present, the influence of the power of disaster is because He Qiao's breathing method is not pure, and the guidance of her soul is still very weak, so not much is affected by the power of disaster. As she continues to breathe, the more her breathing method is becoming more and more proficient, the more her soul is guided and the more disaster power she comes into contact with.

If her soul cannot be changed by the power of disaster, becomes the nature of the power of disaster, or the speed of adaptation cannot keep up with the progress of the breathing method, or there are some mistakes in it, then He Qiao's soul will only have a completely clean ending of being destroyed by the power of disaster.

Nagli carefully felt the results of the first disaster power practice method, and recorded various data. No matter whether the Qiaocheng succeeded or not, she would contribute important data to Nagli's experiment, and then make this practice method more perfect.

Of course, Nageri still hopes that He Qiao will succeed even more. Although his hope seems out of reach, he can only hope that Fang Ze's protagonist's halo is not the kind of mainstream abuse, otherwise it would be normal to abuse the mainstream and die the heroine, and even it would be normal to get the heroine who was so irritated.

According to the experimental data provided by He Qiao, Negri continued to deduce and develop the cultivation method. After all, the current ones are only primary versions. The more perfect the development, the higher the success rate of cultivation will be.

Fang Ze calmed down and recovered from his injuries, and at the same time began to exercise his combat skills seriously. After fighting with Nageri, he discovered many problems. His fighting intention was too obvious, and using the power of disaster also affected his body's reaction, etc.

He believed that if those problems could be improved, it would be very easy to use his huge disaster power to find Wang Yuan, the invader in another world.

He stayed the scar on his forehead and did not ask the doctor to help him remove it. This was his shame and a warning line, which always reminded him to be cautious and modest.

"The king's crown is shining more and more. Under the eyes of sentient beings, he will eventually become the king of sentient beings and the red seal in heaven."

"The disqualified king who originated from a distant country opened up a mistake and led the stars into his trajectory, and did not know where he was going."

"The right path and the wrong path, the king and the strange king, are unknown."

I only have two updates, and it’s still so late. I’m sorry, I will start the fourth update tomorrow and do what I say.
Chapter completed!