"Just waiting for you."
After the sudden change, this was the first time the man on the throne spoke.
Immediately everyone in the black light stopped.
All eyes turned from the throne to Lu Ran.
Lu Ran pointed to his nose, puzzled and asked in confusion: "Why me?"
Then he pointed to the person on the throne, "Why you?"
…
"Why him?"
On the almost perfect face of the man in golden robe, there flashed a hint of sadness that only an old father would have.
Soon he was relieved: "Yes, how could it not be him?"
He turned around and looked at his little daughter who had plucked up the courage to speak to him. After pleading with him to spare the kid's life, she was still too scared to get up or even look up at him.
He had many, many daughters.
Xu Fu can't even be considered the one he likes more.
But a daughter is still a daughter after all.
Although she was not born in front of him, nor did she grow up beside him, in the four hundred years since she was born as a fairy, the father and daughter only spent a brief moment together.
The last time was fourteen years ago like yesterday, on Jueying Island, Xu Fang brought Xu Fu to listen to the lecture, but Xu Fang, who was nosy, left Xu Fu alone.
The purpose is to create opportunities for them to recognize each other as father and daughter.
But this child started crying as soon as he saw him. He cried for no reason. He cried so loudly that the whole Jueying Island couldn't live in peace.
So the louder she cried, the harder he squeezed her soft little hands.
His perfect immortal handprint contains the murderous intent of heaven and earth, and is filled with horrors. How can a four-year-old child bear it?
But as soon as he saw her fiery red hair, turquoise eyes, the curvature of the tip of her nose, and the curve of the corners of her mouth, he couldn't help but think of the angry fire fairy.
Her red hair was buried in her chest, like a real fire.
Her blue eyes met his, as if he could see the sky at that time again.
When he was with her, he suddenly felt that he had returned to hundreds of millions of years ago and was a human again.
Ah, that feeling is so wonderful, I really miss it.
I really couldn't bear it and wanted to have close contact with him.
He licked his lips in his mind, moved over Xu Fu's body, first raised her hands, and asked gently: "Xu Fang spent ten years repairing these two hands."
Xu Fu didn't dare to raise her head or speak, but her body trembled twice unconsciously.
Then, he lifted her face again, and then lifted her whole body into the air.
The strong force forced Xu Fu to stiffen her limbs, and her eyes consciously met the man in gold robe.
She took one look at that face and never wanted to look at it a second time. It was the face she was most afraid of in the world.
"You just begged me, didn't you?" The man smiled, showing two rows of white teeth just like ordinary people, "I want to hear you, beg me again."
Huge pain spread from the man's fingertips from Xu Fu's jaw to her whole body.
It was a pain she could never forget.
Thunder and lightning initiation. All the muscles and bones were broken. Devoured by all kinds of beasts.
A thousand swords were thrust into her breast.
A hundred thousand people stepped on her.
Fourteen years later, she wanted to use her strength to resist, she wanted to cry out for help, she wanted to escape.
But she soon discovered that she was just as weak, helpless, and at the mercy of others as she was fourteen years ago.
Just because the man in front of me is the master of everything in this world.
"Come on, I want to hear it again."
The man's fingertips lifted slightly.
Xu Fu's jade-like girl's face was wrinkled into a piece of paper, and all the tears and snot flowed down uncontrollably.
Her body struggled and twitched in vain in mid-air, like a fish struggling to survive out of water.
"Please... please... let it go... let it go, let it go... let it go... Lu Ran."
Xu Fu continued intermittently, saying words that she couldn't even hear clearly.
"What else? Why don't you call someone? Xu Fang, is this what I usually teach you?"
The man's fingers lifted up again.
The tears and nose had dried up, and Xu Fu's face was now covered with bright red blood.
"Please...please...you...father...father, father, father...my lord...people..."
The man in the golden robe finally laughed heartily, and even the giant statue of the Infinite Heavenly Lord under his feet trembled.
"Lin Youyuan, this is indeed your daughter. Even the blood you shed is the same color."
The man licked Xu Fu's blood on his finger. His expression quickly changed from excitement and joy to hesitation and then calmness. Then he turned into a black butterfly and disappeared into the increasingly dark infinite black clouds.
…
Goosechang Street.
The dark clouds are getting lower and lower.
Gradually, black mist formed all over the sky.
The handsome man made a gesture of drawing his sword.
Drawing a sword that didn't exist.
Then he pretended to put the non-existent sword back into the non-existent scabbard.
It's so fast, it's like it doesn't exist.
There is no such action as drawing and sheathing the sword.
Next breath.
A moment.
Immortal Zheng Zhi suddenly had a hole in his chest.
But it is a real hole that is completely fake.
The speed was so fast that Zheng Zhi saw blood flying in front of his eyes before he saw the hole in his chest.
"How is it possible..." He, who always talks a lot, could only say these four words at this time.
All the thoughts in my heart have become like this.
They are both true immortals, how could they be so different?
I didn't even have time to show up as a mirage.
"Because the Master is by my side at this time, it is possible."
"Because I was given this skill by the Hierarch, everything is more possible."
"Because I am just a phantom of the Master, so it is definitely possible."
"Existence..." Zheng Zhi yelled, "What kind of existence is there!"
Then he saw another phantom in a place that didn't exist originally, behind the Phantom Lord.
Phantom is existence.
Immortal Zheng Zhi was obviously hit by a sword in the chest, but died from his head exploding.
The thirty-six immortals behind him, also known as the thirty-six immortals of the Judang Party, had no idea what was happening in front of them. They only saw a flash of light flying into the black clouds.
Picking up magic weapons and weapons, thirty-six people rushed forward.
However, what greeted them was another phantom.
Ye Huan, the Phantom Lord, strolled into a factory in Yangxindian, Niugan Lane.
Inside the factory, there are some strange machines that are busy producing those white paper flowers non-stop.
It leaves the factory here, and is blown far away through rows of huge bellows over there.
"Existence is a powerful force."
"Pattern is also a powerful force."
"But circles and rings are the most powerful force in the world."
The Phantom Lord stretched out his hand to the sky and gently pulled it. High in the sky, the huge golden ring that was larger than the entire XC area of Jueying City just fell down.
