When the scenery in front of you is inlaid with yesterday's sadness, you don't know when the window of the future will reflect the happiness...
There was a deep sadness in his stubborn eyes, and the strangeness in his pupils engraved an unspeakable pain in his heart.
And at this time, when he raised his head again and looked at Kong Ming, Xiaojie stood under the night sky, his body was in tatters, just like a broken flag. Although it was tattered, you should never doubt it. His will...
In Xiaojie's pupils, there was a prairie fire, and then the fire burned crazily and happily. The thunderbolt illuminated his dark skin. He raised his head, and wisps of blood ran down his forehead. It slides down quietly, leaving a mark on the chest, and then gradually dries up.
Thunder pythons were born in the thunderbolts. The thick thunder pythons wrapped around Xiaojie's body with their arrogant bodies. The sky was bright and dark, occasionally becoming hale and hearty, and occasionally becoming wilted. This way. The world is like a skinny old man, his vitality has been exhausted but he is stubborn and arrogant.
Then, those ghosts and spirits gradually gathered in front of them. They gathered together, and they always felt what would happen in the increasingly dense cloud top...
Then, suddenly, a fiery red flame was burning in mid-air. The fierce flames swallowed everything in the sky. The dark golden carriage gradually flowed into a stream in mid-air, but In an instant, the stream transformed into a sharp sword.
What a huge long sword it is, and whose weapon should it be?
The sound of sobbing suddenly appeared in the cold night sky, but at this moment, the night sky seemed to be ignited by the flame, or in other words, awakened!
In the scorching flames, stubborn souls are burning, or in other words, being smelted.
The Holy Spirit standing on the ground looked up to the sky, and the thoughts in his eyes could not be concealed. An old man stretched out his trembling arms, pointed at Yu Zun, and said: "What does he want to do... ....”
This ancient memorial ceremony had already become a legend, but when it appeared again, it seemed that it had not become unfamiliar in the hearts of everyone.
Instead, they awakened the obsession in each other's hearts, a desire to die...
Breathing, or rather, gasping, the heart is in the body, bang! boom! boom! It was beating, and the rhythm gradually became chaotic. At this moment, the hearts of countless people were trembling violently, but some people were very calm in their hearts.
When they saw the calm expression on Yu Zun's face, the Holy Spirits silently thought about why he was not afraid...why...
Then, those ghosts gradually melted into the cold and dark air. At some point, a huge blood demon appeared on the sky. That's right! It's the Blood Demon!
The scarlet pupils reflected the cruelty and arrogance in this world. The huge body, like a rock, stood quietly and proudly in the center of the world.
The blood-red body surface was engraved with complex runes. I always felt that those runes looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen them before.
When the stream of light circulated quietly on the surface of the Blood Demon's body, this cold world seemed to gradually become hotter.
The red light flickered quietly in the dark night, and those crimson flames gradually merged into the blood demon's body, seeming to be a powerful energy flowing quietly in his life.
Turning to look at Xiaojie again, I saw his empty pupils, which seemed to contain no emotions, no memories, no concern for reality, and no memories of the past.
However, he found that Xiaojie's muscles were gradually swelling, and he seemed to hear those weak shouts, yes! It's Xiaojie!
It was the thunder python on his body that wrapped around his body, getting tighter and tighter, forming a shackles that trapped him.
At this moment, the bodies of those thunder pythons were trembling slightly. Yu Zun narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Xiaojie! I know! I know..."
The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and the blue knife in his hand danced quietly in the sky.
"So, who is your target?" Yu Zun looked at the huge demon body quietly and said with a cold color.
Moved!
It moved...
Like a rocky mountain, it stood quietly in the sky, with murderous intent in its blood-red pupils.
The wind gently swept across the meadow, and the faint chirping of insects was clearly audible.
The floating grass fell, but the moon that never set was still bright in the sky, shining with bright silver, no longer the bright red blood.
Time and space are always changing. This strange world is really unpredictable. What will happen in the next moment can only be waited quietly.
In the air, the smell of moisture spread into everyone's pupils, and a kind of bitter sadness gradually flowed into those cold pupils.
Then, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. When I looked at the young man holding the black iron scimitar, my eyes couldn't help but stay on him for a moment, and then moved to other directions.
But even that moment is firmly engraved in my heart. It is difficult to forget it...
Now, the young man standing on the bank of the sky is so lonely, and he seems to have become the loneliest person in the world.
But he was smiling, and his smile was warm and bright, which couldn't help but make everyone feel a little sad.
It's so uncomfortable...
The blood demon moved. In his hand, he held a crimson long sword. The body of the long sword was engraved with dense ancient characters. At this moment, the characters began to twist randomly, and with At the same time, the runes on the Blood Demon's body were also quietly twisting.
There was a light in Yu Zun's eyes. He held the knife tightly, and then held it tighter and tighter.
When a red light appeared beside Xiaojie, the blood demon's palm had already landed on Xiaojie's head.
There seemed to be an echo in the empty pupils, but the echo was so weak, as if he heard the cry.
"I control my own life......"
Then it was like a deep pool, with water ripples quietly expanding in it. When the ripples quietly rippled out, he suddenly woke up...
Xiaojie!
How are you?
It’s the voice from the bottom of my heart! When I saw the smile in Xiaojie's eyes.
He seemed to be saying, Brother Yu, nothing happened!
What on earth is the Blood Demon doing? He didn't seem to care about Xiaojie's awakening. There was a clear light on his palm, and that light flowed into Xiaojie's body.
Suddenly, Yu Zun seemed to understand. Could this demon's purpose be to resurrect his soul?
The strange thought seemed to be gradually confirmed. That smile was not Xiaojie's. Xiaojie's soul was already sleeping.
The light became more and more dazzling, seeping into Xiaojie's body, and then wandering through his eight extraordinary meridians. The light became more and more brilliant, and Xiaojie's body, at this moment, had become transparent. .
With dark cyan blood vessels, light cyan bones, and bright red blood, Yu Zun saw that Xiaojie's insides were gradually imprisoned by an ancient rune. He knew that Xiaojie was already in a dangerous situation at this moment. Maybe he will never wake up again.
So, what are you waiting for?
The knife in his hand was humming softly, and the energy in his body was quietly poured into the knife. The knife became heavier and heavier, but in Yu Zun's hand, it became more and more comfortable.
In his pupils, the gloomy past was playing out over and over again, and the irresistible sadness began to surge crazily again, like a lake with its gates opened.
Xiaojie! I don't allow you to leave, I don't allow you...
He couldn't help but feel a little sentimental in his heart, "Is this the heavenly catastrophe the old man said? This is obviously going to destroy Xiaojie!"
He jumped to the top of the mountain, and the knife in his hand, carrying a stream of light, struck into the distance crazily. The stream of light was like a piece of water, flowing quietly under the dead night.
When the loud noise that shook the earth gradually exploded the silence of the night, everyone's eyes were filled with surprise. What kind of martial arts is this?
Yu Zun slowly closed his eyes, but at this moment, there were several auras in his body at the same time, such as Cangwu Qi, Canglong Qi, ghost Qi, dark energy, fire spirit, etc...
He is no longer that frail young man, and he no longer needs to risk his life every time he fights, because he has support and the ability to fight a battle.
The arrogant wind echoes quietly at midnight. They are like a piece of soul, trembling in mid-air.
When the wind blew on Tai Zun's cheek, the tender curves on that young boy's face had become tough and deep-set without knowing when.
Of course, he still wants to be that boy! He just doesn't want to understand the world too early. As long as he is that young man, there is still room for retreat in his heart.
He can be sad without any scruples, because he is that boy, and he can laugh without scruples, because he is that boy, and he can say to others without caring at all, "Hey! What does death mean?"
"Because I am that boy! I am still that young boy, and when I come back, I will still have a green face!"
At this moment, the blood demon's eyes revealed a strange meaning. The blood demon frowned, and his body became clearer and lighter. It was a soul body. At this moment, standing on the bank of the sky, that The huge demonic body is nothing more than a soul body.
But Yu Zun also knows that this situation has reached an irreversible point. If the blood demon's devouring is interrupted at this moment, then Xiaojie may also die.
When the blue sword light gradually exploded in front of the Blood Demon, the horror in the Blood Demon's pupils became deeper and deeper.
who is he......
Who is that weird boy...
The silent sigh is an ancient and absurd story, gradually lingering under the deep black night sky.
So, who will tell this story? So, who will be the audience of this story?
The blood demon's body became weaker and weaker, but Juntai standing aside had a smile in his eyes. The ghost general stood beside Juntai. Perhaps, in this world, these two people are the only ones who are still alive. You still know the details of Yu Zun!
Those who are awake are either sleeping deeply at this moment, or they have their eyes open with confusion in their eyes.
They kept asking themselves, who is this young man...
So what is the reason for the sadness overflowing in his eyes?
It’s just that the hurt in my heart will still flow out quietly. I don’t even know who the hurt is for.
Perhaps, there is always a stubborn mark in my heart! That ancient friendship cannot be tarnished by time...
Juntai smiled and said: "Zun'er, this is the best time to practice martial arts!"
Yu Zun looked back at the old man, nodded gently, and then the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.
He has grown up a long time ago. He will become a big tree, a big tree that can shelter many people. He will stubbornly grow at the highest place, and then the shade it casts can hide more people.
When the blood demon's soul was quietly imprinted in Xiaojie's body, Yu Zun once again had a strange idea in his heart. This idea was even ridiculous to him.
Is it possible that the power of this demon has been inherited to Xiaojie? So as long as this demon is killed, his energy can be owned by Xiaojie! But so what, he destroyed the spirit body of a demon...
In other words, thinking on the bright side, could this demon be Xiaojie's old friend?
In short, there are too many possibilities before us, and the truth is not that simple!
When the Dragon Qi gradually climbed up his right arm, the Cangwu Qi also climbed up his left arm. At this moment, he gradually felt a little uncomfortable. He had never controlled two Qi at the same time.
So, what level will their true power reach?
The blood demon stood quietly in the distance, but behind Xiaojie, there was still a huge demonic shadow. It was just a demonic shadow, and the power of the blood demon had already been integrated into Xiaojie's body.
At this moment, the Blood Demon is Xiaojie, and Xiaojie is the Blood Demon.
So, is it possible that Xiaojie's previous life was this blood demon? This idea was even more absurd, so it was ruthlessly refuted by Yu Zun!
Things were developing in a weirder direction. When Yu Zun saw the young man who split from Xiaojie, he couldn't help but take a breath.
That young man with red hair and blue pupils looks so similar to Xiaojie?
So, who is this young man with a pair of blue eyes?
And Xiaojie gradually came to his senses, but his cold eyes did not look like the Xiaojie Yu Zun knew.
"Do you want to save him?" The cold and stiff voice gently echoed in Yu Zun's ears.
It's Xiaojie's voice...
Yu Zun smiled and said, "Are there any conditions?"
"Beat him!" Xiaojie pointed at the red-haired boy and said.
"Who is he?" Yu Zun said.
"Ancient gods!" Xiaojie had a cold face, his pupils did not contain any emotion.
"What?" Yu Zun looked at the young man in astonishment and said.
Then, Xiaojie never looked at him again. He closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on a peak, adjusted his breath and meditated!
"Come! Let me see your true strength!" The red-haired boy had a bright smile on his face.
Behind the young man, there is a demon, a demon who stands tall and tall.
"You are the demon, right?" Yu Zun said.
The young man nodded slightly and said, "So what?"
"So Xiaojie, he..." Yu Zun said with a bit of bitterness in his heart.
The young man said: "He just had his mind sealed!"
Yu Zun nodded and said, "So, are you ready?"
Before the boy could react, his body had disappeared.
The night is as cold as water, and the icy breath will solidify everything, and then freeze it into a past, and there will no longer be reality and future.
The Canglong Qi in the left hand, the Cangwu Qi in the right hand, the light is disappearing, the world is sleeping, and the child sleeping in the future is breathing heavily, and then as if under a deep dark water layer, the oxygen becomes more and more scarce. .
When his left fist landed on the young man's face, the young man's body quietly collapsed like a ripple of water.
Then, a moment later, a clear image appeared again on the water, it was a young man...
Yu Zun couldn't help but feel frightened in his heart, and said: "His speed is so fast! Then, I will be faster than you!"
He doesn't know where his limits are, or in other words, he has no limits at all!
If so, it can only be described by the word horror. In fact, it gradually grows during the battle. Therefore, if we talk about the limit, it will only become a solid possibility when the battle stops. !
But at this time, the young man's blade had already landed in front of his eyes. He was stunned for just a moment, and then he was bleeding profusely.
Although his body was as strong as steel, at this moment, his shoulders were splattered with blood. He covered his shoulders and gradually disappeared from the young man's sight.
The young man squinted his eyes and looked at the thick clouds above his head, with a strange smile gradually appearing on his face.
Then, the thunderbolt time exploded, and in the sky, the young man's knife fell again. While he was feeling proud, there was a trace of surprise in his heart for no reason.
"Oh? Did I see it wrong?" The young man looked at the sky in horror and said quietly.
boom!
A fist is magnified tens of thousands of times. When that fist gradually approaches you, what can you do?
Then, I felt that there was a tremor between heaven and earth. The sky and the earth were like two decayed old men, with their shoulders hanging down, breathing deeply under the empty night. Then the wind started, and then they were gone. It rained.
L! The ancient wilderness has once again become full of vitality. It is this rain that lights up life and then grows vigorously.
This time, it hit!
In the darkness, Yu Zun stood in the darkness, breathing softly. The stubbornness on his face gradually turned into desire, "If you die, there will be no point!"
When the light trail ended, the young man's robe, tattered, and dark chest were exposed to the cold blue light of the knife. The knife was pressed against his chest. Then he saw the person opposite with a pure smile on his face. Intentionally, his hand grasped the blade, and then flicked it gently.
In mid-air, Yu Zun's face was full of smiles, "This is you!"
Although I still don’t know the details of this devil-like young man.
His body was thrown away, but the young man did not miss this opportunity. Almost in an instant, he raised his fists and then smashed them down.
boom!
The ground was in turmoil again, and Yu Zun's body fell straight towards the darkest cliff, and then there was only a roar.
Deeply embedded in the underlying.
However, this is just an appetizer. Is it still early?
He stroked away the rocks on his body, patted his sleeves casually, then jumped into the sky again and disappeared into the cold and dark night sky again.
The moment he raised his right fist, the young man looked at him in horror.
"This Cangwu Qi is actually in your hands..." So, I couldn't help but sigh, there are so many secrets in this kid! Then a knowing smile.
The strong men here no longer care about life and death. They can understand each other's martial arts and satisfy the thirst in their hearts.
In ancient times, this desire was the most direct! In a society that feeds on hair and blood, the requirements for material things are not strong, but the requirements for one's own body and mind are becoming more and more stringent.
The moment they hold their fists, the relationship between them is gradually changing in a wonderful direction.
Almost instantly, that piercing light imprinted each other's most profound images in each other's hearts.
Then, this world has become fragile under such a strong offensive.
The fear in the eyes of the old women in black robes standing on the sky wall has turned into reality.
They were dancing with the wheat straw in their hands, as if they were thinking about how strong the world they would forge next would be.
However, this is just using the original energy of the ghosts. They are just a group of architects, and they are not afraid of energy.
So, has the ancient ghost demon been damaged?
Both of them felt a little disappointed in their hearts. They looked up at the sky and saw the ink-colored substance flowing down the sky wall, and a trace of sadness could not help but arise in their hearts.
The young man turned to look at Yu Zun and said, "Just follow me!"
"Then, who will save this world?" Yu Zun thought sadly.
The young man sighed softly and said quietly: "You don't have to worry about this, this world has the ability to recover itself!"
Yu Zun nodded gently, feeling grateful in his heart and said: "It's not bad! It's not bad!"
But he did not doubt the young man's words. The young man looked at him with a sad face and shook his head gently.
"Then it's my turn next!" That desperate but excited voice slowly echoed in his heart. Occasionally, the young man would also wonder, what is it that he is pursuing? But he couldn't tell...
In front of his eyes, the original appearance appeared again, and he saw the main hall. At this moment, they were trapped in the main hall, and they gradually felt an uncontrollable sense of suffocation.
The pictures on the walls around the hall also became lifelike, but he could not find any familiar relatives in this empty hall.
So, where did they go?
He looked at this scene with a worried look on his face, "Why did you bring me here?"
The young man said: "This realm is the original appearance of this world. If we fight here, we can avoid the crisis of time and space collapse!"
But when Yu Zun looked at the palace wall, he saw the scene he least wanted to see.
He stretched out his fingers and stroked the palace wall quietly, "Brother Murong! Zhongxia! Nie Sheng! Emperor Cang... why do you appear here..."
When he saw Juntai and Xiaojie standing in the center of the hall, his trembling heart seemed to be comforted.
"Grandpa! Is that you?" he whispered.
Juntai looked at Yu Zun with a smile and said, "What? Don't you even recognize grandpa?"
"Grandpa...Grandpa, why...why..." He wanted to cry. He became that fragile young man again. When he saw the scene after scene of the past, He felt extremely uncomfortable when he was quietly carving it on the wall of the palace.
He looked up at the starry sky. Only the vast starry sky would give him some comfort. Although there was the familiar and kind old man in front of him, the black hole in his heart was too deep and too deep. Darkness is darkness that light cannot penetrate...
So, how to fill that loneliness and sadness? How can we make that deep black hole shine with light again? Blooming into the future?
The land of silence is a dark and empty world.
Seeing the young man opposite, the blood demon behind him with a huge sword on his back, the bright red light was sucked in and then stagnated, when the light solidified in an instant!
That kind of despairing terror has enveloped this strange space.
The fighting spirit is overwhelming...
Yu Zun raised his head and looked at the young man standing on the dome. Yes, he was standing in the void again, but this place was expanding or shrinking according to his will.
The walls of the palace sometimes go away, and sometimes come back. The feeling of emptiness and the suffocating pressure gradually form the ultimate contrast in my heart.
The young man held the long sword in his hand, and the demonic figure behind him also pulled out the long sword from the scabbard.
The sword was swung down, and a meteor streaked across the sky. The dark sky was filled with green, red, purple and white flaming clouds before I knew it. It was already dusk. What did all this mean?
Is he an old man who is dying? Are you quietly reminiscing about the past? Or is it the old horse standing at the last station in life? Those gasps that are getting heavier and heavier?
When the intricate time in front of you slowly weaves a possibility! It is a kind of future that is difficult to reach, and flowers gradually bloom in the bottom of my heart!
Seeing that knife, approaching me! I simply closed my eyes, and at this moment, it became clearer.
Almost without hesitation, he used both fists. At this moment, the Canglong Qi was wrapped around his arms and had turned into green dragons. The Cangwu Qi was engraved with mysterious patterns on his arms. .
Crazy dark energy slowly condensed in his body. When the light in front of him became more and more grand, he almost used all his strength, and then with the arrogant power of physical skills, this piece of The world has once again burst into rifts. Could it be that this ancient world can no longer withstand this final blow?
In that piercing white light, the young man gently closed his pupils. The sword in his hand was cruising beside him, and a tear overflowed from his pupils.
"Idiot...idiot..."
When he opened his pupils again, his stiff body no longer had any strength.
Looking at the young man floating in the sky, for some reason, there was a trace of sadness in his heart. He gently flicked his leg and shot high into the sky. Then he saw the young man's pale body. At that moment, the blood-red gun The sword appeared in his hand.
There is a piece of writing engraved on the sword. Perhaps only Yu Zun can understand what the writing expresses...
"To my future self..."
When the young man's body gradually collapsed, Yu Zun saw the familiar person again. Everything in front of him became smoky and bitter, and he sobbed softly.
Qier!
Why you?
Why you?
Is it because of my own stupidity? Or is it God’s mockery? Why didn't you realize it from the beginning?
Blood Demon...
Ridiculous blood demon...
It's nothing more than a cover-up, Qier! Qier! If I miss you, I will miss a lifetime!
He laughed at his own ignorance and his own incompetence. A line of bloody tears flowed down his dark cheeks, and then the tears turned into a piece of pear blossom, fluttering on the ground and also on his heart.
The intoxicating fragrance drifts in the ancient inn. As it wanders over and over again, it gradually becomes lost... and becomes wandering...
In the last scene, the girl blinked gently at him.
There was no trace of sadness in her bright smile, she just sighed softly: "Idiot... Idiot... I'm waiting for you!"
Then, time shattered and turned into that shabby world again.
He looked up into the void, tears gradually covering everything in front of him...
The sound of gentle footsteps passed through many obstacles and landed in his ears again.
He looked back and saw that the empty world seemed to be filled with the most wonderful things in the world.
When he saw the people on the wall of the palace appearing in front of him again, although they were still unfamiliar, he couldn't help but feel a little warmer in his heart.
I reprimanded myself over and over again in my heart, not asking for chance, just waiting for the day when I become stronger. Then if that day comes, then Qier will naturally appear in front of me!
So, how far away is that day?
They also appeared in front of him again, Qian Kun, Nie Sheng, Dugu Yinche, Fang Cheng, Zhongxia, Yan Ranche, Yuan Taixuan and others.
In the pupils, there is a bone-chilling chill, but at the same time there is a touch of warmth. In short, just looking at it makes me feel warm, which is the abundance in my heart!
There was a clear tear trail on Zhong Xia's face. She stretched out her fingers and stroked the young man's face quietly, "Who are you...I...why am I feeling so uncomfortable." .....”
Yu Zun held the girl's finger tightly and said, "Think about it, think about it!"
Sadness and happiness slowly rise and fall with the ocean in my heart.
You can touch the temperature of your fingertips, and then touch the deepest corner of your heart, trembling gently with the valves of your heart.
The girl struggled. She held her head and squatted on the ground. Tears flowed silently. The world in her pupils became blurry. "You are my brother? You are my brother..."
When the light in her pupils became clearer and clearer, she burst into tears and said with a smile: "I remember, you are my brother, you are my brother, right?"
Although I am happy at the bottom of my heart, the sadness is like a hazy sky. Although there is a red sun in the sky, the red sun is still hidden in a thick cloud. Then when will it Step out of that cloud and make the world clear and bright again?
"Brother Yu!" Everyone's faces were as sad as midsummer, but they couldn't help feeling happy in their hearts.
"It's Brother Yu! That's right! It's Brother Yu!"
So, what happened just now? He turned back to look at the old man, and the old man raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "If you are not a mortal image, then how can your wife be a mortal image?"
"So! Are they because of Qi'er?" He looked at Juntai in disbelief.
Juntai nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it's precisely because of your wife!"
There was a hint of blush on her dark cheeks, and she whispered: "She is not my wife yet!"
However, in that beauty, there is indeed an empty loss, wife? But she is still between life and death...
Xiaojie, who was in the center of the hall, gradually opened his eyes. Now his robe was in tatters. He looked at everything around him with a horrified look on his face and murmured: "Since when did this world... Has it become like this again?”
But at the same time, he felt something strange in his body. He looked at his hands in shock. When did that indescribable power come to him?
He was so excited that he had difficulty breathing, and then he gradually glanced aside and saw Yu Zun and others standing there crying and laughing.
There was some hesitation about whether it would hinder them.
At this time, Yu Zun looked back at Xiaojie, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and the sadness in his heart gradually faded away. He thought to himself: "It is rare to see Qier here. Why should you be sad?"
He faced Xiaojie, bared his teeth and smiled: "Xiaojie, come here!"
It was a teleportation. Xiaojie just took one step lightly, and yet he was already in front of Zun.
Yu Zun laughed loudly and said: "It seems that the blood demon was deprived of his soul by Qi'er!"
He also gradually understood the scenes that had happened before, and thought to himself: "It seems that Qier is still thinking of me. Although, at this moment, I don't know where she is? But I also believe that she will not be that simple. Die!"
Walking to the end of the world, the journey of the mind is gradually lengthening. When walking becomes a process, the end of the world is already a scenery along the way, and it is no longer a distant road.
He would smile and wait for her to come back, but also cry bitterly, lamenting the past time, thinking of her constantly, and sometimes leaving her aside cruelly.
But I still feel sorry for her! So in every decaying night, in dreams repeated over and over again, I use tears to cover up the past and the future.
I will dream and wake up! Then looking at the cruel reality, a sad smile appeared on his face.
Like a splash of water in the heart stream, a pebble falls into it with a snap, and then the exposed ripples spread out quietly, a moment so beautiful that one can almost die, and then, in a In an instant, it gradually returned to the previous scene.
"Xiaojie, this is God's gift to you!" He smiled and patted Xiaojie's arm gently.
Xiaojie bared his teeth and said with a smile: "If it weren't for Brother Yu, I wouldn't have gotten this opportunity!"
Yu Zun looked up at the sky and said quietly: "Could it be that this huge opportunity is because of Qi'er?"
But deep down in his heart, he still couldn't find peace. He gradually felt that things were uneasy in the world, and maybe he would meet a more powerful existence!
Now, this scene seems like an appetizer.
He always felt that there were some weirder creatures hidden in that darkness, but he couldn't explain what those creatures meant...
