"call..."
"It's so embarrassing."
"So ugly."
After muttering something dissatisfied, the fox turned his head tremblingly and looked at an immortal who was fighting in the distance.
"My little brother..."
"Did you kill him?"
The immortal's expression changed wildly, and he would rather take a few blows than turn around and run away.
But an invisible mental barrier stood in front of him.
The next moment, the fox appeared behind him, and his voice sounded like a demon from under the Nine Netherworld: "My little brother, are you worthy of killing me?"
The surrounding force fields became sharper.
The fox's spiritual power was like a sword, piercing bloody holes in the immortal's body.
Desperately, he turned his head and glanced at the fox. The immortal fell from mid-air.
The fox also fell down panting, and the restless redness in his eyes became more and more obvious. Looking at the mask on the ground that he had chosen casually, the fox couldn't help but smile.
"No, you will carry it with you from now on."
"Why?"
"Our organization is very mysterious!"
"Wow, so cool!"
Recalling the scene that year, the fox's pupils gradually blurred, leaving only the last murmur...
"Actually, I just think you are ugly."
"Without you, pretending...has become...smooth..."
...
Actually, the fox doesn’t have to die.
Even if he doesn't take action now, there's nothing wrong with him.
With his wisdom, he naturally understands.
However, he must take action.
This also stems from his wisdom.
Zhao Hai understands Zhang Ziliang's intentions, Lu Qing understands them, and he naturally understands them too.
If he dies, the Taoist sect may be able to leave a sliver of inheritance.
He may not live.
Everything is left unsaid.
Lu Qing was the first to bring this stage that had been prepared for thousands of years to the stage.
Zhao Hai entered the game and played in the environment he was best at.
And in the end, he was just a pawn at the critical moment.
Even though...he has his own plan.
For the Taoist gate.
Even a thousand years ago, he had known about the Dao Sect's environment and quietly left the scene, waiting for one day to leave a glimmer of hope when the Dao Sect was in crisis.
…
With the death of the Antarctic Immortal, in the cracks, the three emperors who were about to resurrect completely exploded.
For a moment, the space collapsed.
The next moment, the three people flashed out of the crack, standing proudly in the void, their cold gazes seemed to penetrate the space, ignoring the distance, staring in the direction of the God Burial City.
"court death."
The Arctic Emperor said coldly.
The auras of the three people swept across the wasteland and rushed towards the God Burial City.
For a while...
The eyes of the investigators were full of despair and madness.
Since I'm going to die...
You also have to trade your life for your life.
But suddenly, the bodies of the three great emperors froze in mid-air, with fear in their eyes. They turned around and fled in panic, like bereaved dogs.
"Three..."
"It's better to stay."
A dull voice came from the sky, and as soon as the voice arrived, Wang Ye's figure appeared beside him.
At this time, Wang Ye's aura was as deep as a mountain, unfathomably high.
The pressure brought about made the three of them scared.
They had only experienced this kind of situation with their king and ancestor.
"It's time to end..."
Along with the murmur, Wang Ye stretched out a finger and tapped lightly in the void.
A few lines vaguely appeared behind the three people, and then... collapsed.
There was no chance to speak anymore. The three of them were still a little dazed. Their bodies shattered like glass and they fell from the sky.
Maybe even they can't think of it...
The most powerful among the six emperors, kings, and ancestors of the Heavenly Court, one day, he might also face the fate of being killed instantly.
This seemed...unbelievable to them.
Especially the Arctic.
He and Wang Ye have been old rivals for several years. They were of the same strength as him two years ago, but now...
Unfortunately, there are not so many what-ifs in this world.
Looking at the bodies of the three people, Wang Ye felt neither happy nor sad.
"Is this the fighting power of Wang Zu?"
Wang Ye raised his head in confusion and looked at the sky. That was the place where Wang Zu was sealed. It seemed that at a certain moment, his eyes penetrated the void and looked at Wang Zu in that space.
The investigators below watched this scene helplessly and were still a little unable to react, but soon, the crowd burst into deafening cheers!
One after another, with their pride in the human race and venting their madness, they launched another attack on the heaven.
And Heaven is still in fear...
The rout began.
The scene had begun to degenerate into a one-sided massacre.
Wang Ye no longer paid attention to the battlefield below. In other words, for a moment, he wanted to take action, but for some reason, he stopped abruptly. With a bitter smile on his lips, he looked in the direction of the capital.
Cruel?
Maybe.
So in this world, among all the people who are praised as heroes, there are few who do not have some darkness behind them.
Perhaps, these are not what they want.
but...
It must be so.
So one day, when thousands of houses are lit up with lights, the prosperous age comes, the only one who can stand in the sunshine is Li Xinghe.
The man who would never live more than a few days.
The next situation has become clear. The people in Heaven have been completely killed and are fleeing in every corner of the wasteland, hiding their aura and avoiding the search from the Tian group.
Then they were picked out one by one.
In this situation, Wang Ye raised his head and glanced at Zhang Xiao on the city wall, nodded with a forced smile, said hello, and walked into the God Burial City.
It has not been repaired for a long time and the streets are somewhat dilapidated.
The surrounding shops were also covered in dust.
In just a few years, things have changed and people have changed.
The fountain that has dried up, once... the MLM youth and the long ears were playing and playing here.
Now it is in vain.
Is it really wrong for him to have long ears?
I just wanted to live. I worked hard all the way to the Buddha's position, letting the people around me roll my eyes and trying hard to prove my worth.
Even at a certain moment, he had woken up...
But in the end, under Wang Na's finger, he became a ridiculous victim.
I stared silently at the fountain that had long been out of service for a long time...
Wang Ye took a deep breath, turned around and left.
The second stop...
own home.
Here, the former five, two, and four... were bustling with activity.
But these days, treadmills are gathering dust.
The same goes for the sofa.
Including the corners beside the wall, it has become empty. Even I feel a little strange looking at this house again.
The smell of home...is gone.
All that was left was an inexplicable sigh.
Third stop, the grocery store.
The rocking chair was still placed at the door, and Wang Ye sat on it silently, with his eyes closed, basking in the sun alone.
Vaguely, he could still hear Mao Yongan's laughter and aggrieved look at the threshold...
Po Meng looked at Mao Yongan with a smile. Although she was teasing him, there was a kind of kindness in her eyes.
The fourth stop, the city wall.
Zhang Xiao did not know when he had left.
Wang Ye sat where Lu Wu was accustomed to sit, took a deep breath, and looked in the direction of Yaochi.
as well as...
The ending sunset.
"So this is the most beautiful scenery in your heart?"
"People are burying gods, but their hearts are in Yaochi."
“Everywhere you look is beautiful scenery, but also purgatory.”
Wang Ye murmured, turning his head slightly and looking to his side. Vaguely, it seemed as if Lu Wu was still sitting here, holding a wine bottle in his hand, wanting to take a sip, but he held back, and kept Tangled.
In the end, Lu Wu sighed, put away the bottle, rubbed his face, restored his usual smile, and stood up.
"Ayao, are you here?"
This broken picture disappeared in a flash.
Wang Ye was silent...
In the distance, there is a fox mask placed quietly.
Is even the fox dead?
Wang Ye stood up silently and left...
The fifth stop is Shangjing, Happy Community.
The neighborhood is still there, but it's completely deserted.
There used to be 'Wang Ye' living next door, Meng Po in the innermost room, and Zhou Han in the opposite door.
I still remember that my biggest headache every day is that someone always breaks into my home.
Thinking about it now, it has become an interesting past.
The fifth stop, Tianzhu, rooftop.
Zhao Hai didn't know when he had moved Zhang Ziliang's wheelchair out again, and he was sitting on it, looking drowsy. It wouldn't even be surprising if this person died suddenly.
As if aware of Wang Ye's arrival, Zhao Hai reluctantly raised his head and looked in the direction of Wang Ye, his eyes cloudy.
"you..."
"coming?"
He smiled reluctantly.
Wang Ye nodded slightly and leaned on the armrest beside the rooftop.
"Ah..."
"It seems that Lu Qing's final... final trump card is... you..."
"It's my own fault... I'm so sentimental."
He smiled self-deprecatingly.
Wang Ye looked at Zhao Hai calmly: "Actually, although I have been sleeping for more than two years, my brain is very active."
"I spent two and a half years sorting out a lot of things and recalling a lot of things."
"Although I still don't like you, I know in my heart that you are right, even if you are just doing the same thing as Zhang Ziliang, with the same ending..."
"you are right."
"It's just...it's really hard for me to accept you."
Wang Ye's voice was a little silent. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Zhao Hai: "Can I still smoke?"
"I can't pump anymore..."
"I can't die."
"You have to live for a while."
Zhao Hai shook his head with some difficulty.
