Chapter 967 I am here, we are all here

Style: Fantasy Author: Seeing the moon on the first day of the lunar monthWords: 3171Update Time: 24/01/11 23:13:44
Yin Nian looked at this man for a long time, his brows furrowed, then loosened suddenly, and then furrowed again. After repeating this several times, he couldn't help but drift behind him and look at the man who had completely blended in. key.

Yin Nian looked at the key and smiled in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, this man was not shy at all. He waved his fan twice and said to Yin Nian: "You are so happy to see me coming? Look at your smile, you really don't have the slightest bit of calmness as a devil."

"Come here." He stretched out his arms towards Yin Nian, his chest was half transparent, and Yin Nian could see the scene behind him through his chest, "Let senior give you a hug, little brat."

Yin Nian really rushed over in the next moment. She didn't care to think about how this person got the key. Before Feng Qing and others could react, she sprinted and jumped up high.

The shadow stretched its arms longer.

With a 'whoosh', Yin Nian swooped past him and kicked hard on the door that was already creaking and could not be opened.

"The door is open!" she shouted hoarsely, "Let's go!!"

The phantom man paused and saw that her face, which was too young and had no hairs under the bright light, was burning with vitality. She was like an eternal pearl, in the fierce wind and rain. Down loose.

"Ha!" He laughed loudly, "Seeing me is like not seeing me, meeting flowers in the mist but not taking the flowers, you are worthy of it."

As early as that day, he used the destiny of all realms to open his heavenly eyes to take a look at that startling look. When he saw her unyielding eyes when she was thrown into the abyss, he understood what kind of person she was.

That day, he heard himself asking himself: "You have used half of the luck of ten thousand realms just to get one ten thousandth of a chance of survival. Are you satisfied with this chance of survival?"

What he seeks is a glimmer of hope, a future where the world can truly emerge from the fog. All his cultivation and half of the destiny of the world are abolished, causing all the spirits of the world to fall into a deep sleep or disappear in the long river of time. It is difficult to control the land covered with loess, and talents are withering away from generation to generation.

But what did he see?

He actually saw a girl who was no more than eighteen years old. She was thrown down a mountain stream and fell into the uninhabited valley. In the poisonous miasma and deathly silence, she gave birth to the dead egg of a natal spiritual beast, which was drained by the reborn Fengyuan. Vitality, full of unwillingness to die.

Her body was holding a dead egg, and it was entangled in the poisonous miasma at the bottom of the mountain cliff. It was full of unwillingness and violence that had been condensed in the mountain stream for three years, and it was dirty and smelly.

Yuan Xin was awakened by the stench of corpses that swelled with resentment and hatred. The resentment wrapped around him and brought out his unintentional ways. He had already withered in the center of the long loneliness, and he was holding on for the last time. Even one breath was affected by this resentment.

Yuan Xin Sui turned into a scaly and thoughtless monster.

In that peek into the future, Yuan Xinsui and Yin Nian should not have known each other. Without Yin Nian to teach him to love and be loved, without Yin Nian to lead him to death and rebirth.

He truly lost himself. Misfortunes never come singly. The prophet also saw that Yuan Xin's shattered face had not escaped the curse of the dark pattern. He raised the knife towards his throat. That time, no one tied him tightly with the straps. His wrist stopped him, and no one called his name again and again.

The knife cut his throat, and Yuan Xin was buried at the foot of Mount Baektu forever.

Yin Nian and Yuan Xin were broken up, and they should have died in tragedy without knowing each other.

The secret must not be revealed. The prophet spent so much money to survive, but he saw this scene.

Does the vitality of all realms mean that Yin Nian's death is the vitality? Or does it indicate that the glimmer of hope will disappear completely with the death of the two people?

He had no choice but to form a divination team again. He could only ask questions in circles. Not only could he not calculate the direct cause and effect, but he would be wiped out. He could only divination that after tens of millions of years, Yin Nian and Yuan Xin would break up. Is his death good or bad for Wan Yu?

In the second divination, he had no luck to use, so he used his own flesh and blood. He was the strongest demon and a proud man with extraordinary talents. He mortgaged all of himself to calculate two words.

Bad luck!

He was completely devastated. It turned out that that scene meant that the vitality of all realms was cut off? The two of them are the hope of breaking through the fog of Wanyu.

How cruel is the way of heaven?

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Is Wanyu destined to perish?

Those two fortune-tellings turned his body into a puddle of mud, and his whole body exuded a dirty smell. He used himself as a sacrifice for the fortune-telling, and he had to pay a price for spying on the secrets of heaven.

He changed from the Demon King to the most despicable Shadow Demon. There was no Shadow Demon before, but every drop of his blood and the split soul became a Shadow Demon. Every day, he suffered the backlash of spying on the secrets of heaven. explain.

In the next tens of millions of years, as long as others want to, no matter who they are, they can use him as a punching bag, kill, chop, and torture him to death. The number of shadow demons is getting smaller and smaller. They are all his flesh and blood. He is scattered. spirit, but who cares about the little shadow demon? Just like an ant being crushed to death by a kick while walking.

No one knows that he was a 'prophet' who was once famous all over the world.

He didn't care either.

Around the time of his divination, his old friends, family and friends had all left and died in the battle, but he kept waiting. He watched the world return to peace, as if the massacre had never happened. .

But soon, there were civil strife and wars. Without people like the ancestors of the Su family to suppress all parties, each large domain actually divided the entire large domain into each other in order to seize resources and stick to their own. Many large domains also blocked small areas and covered themselves. He cut off his mouth and nose, and cut off his hands and feet.

But after becoming a shadow demon, he couldn't do anything, and he even suffered from the pain of the backlash that became more and more serious day by day.

But he is still insisting, he is still waiting, he is watching all the changes with numbness and coldness. Shadow Demon is good at this, it is weak to death, but its lifespan is terrible, because every day he lives, the backlash will punish him for one day.

He watched his demon clan disappear after losing its king. When the demon clan was about to be sealed, it finally thought of a way. He could not stop the trend of the demon clan being sealed. It was like a torrent coming, and it could not Block the cutting, but he can find a way to open a tributary, lead out a current, and change the future.

He used the body of the shadow demon to lead those who wanted to seal the demons to the poisonous mountain stream where Yin Nian would fall in the future. Those people really felt that this place was a perfect place to hold the sealed demons. It should have been empty. There are many demons in the mountain streams.

He couldn't change the flow of the torrent, but he could steal a small tributary and use it to save the glimmer of life in the world.

He knows his tribe too well. The demon tribe, that is, the Shenguang tribe, are simple, kind and loyal by nature. Even if the human race is treacherous, they face such a small child who falls from the sky and is abandoned.

They won't kill you either.

They will definitely save her!

Sure enough, there were demons in the place where Yin Nian was supposed to die. They saved her and gave her a name. Fengyuan was restored after rebirth, and Yin Nian's life force was not sucked dry.

He saved the first life.

I couldn't help but go to see the second chance of life, so when I carried Yin Nian back to the Demon Clan that day, I walked in the direction of Mount Paektu. If Yin Nian was not dead, Yuan Xinshan would definitely not be killed after her death. Resentment affects Wu Xin Dao and lives well.

Who knew when he was carrying Yin Nian through Baitou Mountain.

Yuan Xin woke up.

He also snatched Yin Nian away.

The vibrating wings of the butterfly stirred up strong winds, and the tributaries it led turned into tsunamis, sweeping to change the future.

God knows how Yuan Xinsui's heart broke when he snatched Yin Nian away. He wanted both of them to live but he didn't let them sleep!

But he still remembered that he was a shadow demon, before he revealed himself.

He could only pretend to go back and report to Yin Nu, but the shadows were everywhere. In fact, he had been calmly watching the two people entangled in the dark, as if they should be like this, twins in one life. , if one person dies, everyone dies.

That day when she first saw Yin Nian being thrown into the Demonic Stream, her eyes perfectly overlapped with the eyes now standing in front of the open door looking at him.

"What are you doing standing still!" Yin Nian didn't even ask him where the key came from.

She kicked away the guards at the exit who were wide-eyed and unprepared, "Run before they react now!"

She tried to drag him, "You idiot! I thought you were dead a long time ago!"

But he didn't expect that when his hand touched the shadow demon's body, his shadow, together with the shadow demon's body, gradually rotted and collapsed in front of Yin Nian.

Yin Nian froze.

She didn't even have time to ask about the cause and effect.

She just wanted to get as many people on her side to leave as possible.

Countless children who had been prepared long ago gritted their teeth and rushed towards the exit.

The phantom of the prophet stood in the crowd, sighing helplessly.

"The little girl is very greedy. She even wants to take me away with her."

He laughed, "Do you think this key fell from the sky?"

This was calculated by using the last remaining soul as a sacrifice.

"With your dying red beard, can you search all over the world? Even if you could, your red beard can't hold on."

He is too weak.

But he can still have a chance for divination.

"Stupid boy, luck will not fall on your head, and God will not always take pity on you."

"So didn't I say that?"

He pointed to the words where the ancient book last displayed a new page.

"I said it." His face was like rotten flesh, turning from a handful of moonlight in the sky to mud under his feet.

"and me."

His words trailed off.

The leaves of the Samsara Tree suddenly trembled.

Every word Su on it, every leaf flew down from the Samsara tree like crazy.

It merged with the huge group of domain spirits and turned into blurry figures.

It was like the sky was falling apart, and the blood in Yin Nian's body was hot, as if he was being crushed and licked by tongues of fire.

"We are here."