In the darkness of the Eye of Insight, a humanoid made up of particles of golden light lay on the ground, the flame of life in its chest slowly extinguished, and the humanoid shattered into dots of stardust and scattered in all directions.

It was very quiet in the dark, and at that moment the darkness was filled with the smell of death.

Then, it seemed that only a short moment had passed, and before even the floating stardust had time to fly away, the light rose in the darkness, and a new flame ignited where the fire of life had been extinguished. This flame burned fiercely, incomparably vigorous, like the sun in the sky.

With it as the center, those golden points of light that had originally drifted around seemed to be attracted and summoned by an invisible force, swirling and converging together, recondensing into a human form.

The figure was still lying on the ground, but it was far more real than it had just been, almost faintly visible. That's what the rest of my life will look like.

The moon is bright in the sky, and the stars are bright in the night, like gems embedded in black crystals.

As soon as Yu Sheng opened his eyes, he saw golden clouds gilded with red edges in the evening sky.

Yu Sheng stared blankly for a while, and the stars in the sky flickered and seemed to be moving slowly.

The night breeze quickly swept across the ground, as soft as smooth silk. The rest of my life suddenly found that before I knew it, the midsummer had passed, and the wind began to bring a little autumn coolness.

Yu Sheng was lying on the ground, and there seemed to be a few blades of grass with thorns in his ears, nodding with the wind, gently pricking his earlobes from time to time.

But there was no action for the rest of his life. In fact, he didn't notice the itching coming from his skin at all. The rest of my life was in a mess in my head, and I didn't understand how I got here for a while.

In the rare calm after the chaos of the illusion ended, Yu Sheng took a deep breath, the tip of his nose was still sour, and there were still undried tears in the corners of his eyes.

Now that I think about it, everything I have just experienced in the rest of my life, although it is only a short fragment, has an incomparably real reality. Even now, the illusion has been shattered, the illusion has dissipated without a trace, and the rest of his life back to reality is still long.

The feeling was indescribable, like someone stuffing a balloon into his chest, and the feeling of the balloon swelling squeezed his internal organs, scratching his heart and lungs, but he couldn't get rid of it, and he felt uncomfortable.

The illusion let him experience the best desires in the heart of the rest of his life in the most real way, immersed him in the joy and excitement of losing and regaining, and immersed in the warmth and warmth of his family and lovers by his side. When the rest of his life was completely sunk, he turned his head and dug out the memories that he had been trying to escape from the rest of his life, spread them out one by one, and put them naked in front of the rest of his life. Let the rest of your life change from loss to gain and loss.

This kind of sudden drop from heaven to hell multiplies the pain of the rest of his life, and the illusion is like a cat teasing a mouse, little by little, scene by scene, cruelly tearing apart the beauty that he cares about most in his heart for the rest of his life, until the rest of his life completely collapses.

It is true that the rest of his life could not bear this pain, and everything was broken again before him, and this pain was double.

Yu Sheng still remembers that at the last moment of the illusion, he didn't know when an extra dagger appeared in his hand, and he slit his throat under the bewitchment of the voice of the illusion that turned into the illusion of Yu Ye.

Yu Sheng woke up suddenly, he sat up violently, and touched his hands to the place where he had cut his throat just now.

Fortunately, the rest of his life groped, the skin on his neck was smooth as before, and he didn't touch any deep scars that could be seen in the blood of the bones.

Also, Yu Sheng thought, if he had really cut his throat just now, then he would be a dead man by now.

Yu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that everything that happened in the illusion would not really affect reality, although Fang Zhuge's power was surprisingly magical, but it didn't seem to have any real actual lethality.

The rest of his life was a little lost, the beginning of the illusion just now was too good, this was almost the scene he had dreamed of for a few months after such an accident happened in his home, and he could indeed only see his family again in his dreams after losing everything.

Although the rest of his life now knew that everything was fake in the illusion created by Fang Zhuge, that experience, that feeling, that emotion could not be erased or changed, and it had nothing to do with whether everything just now was real or false.

Thinking of Fang Zhuge, Yu Sheng only remembered his situation, he tried to stand up, and looked around a little nervously.

Fang Zhuge had already disappeared without a trace, and for the rest of his life, he didn't know why the other party didn't kill him when he fell into the illusion, and he didn't have the time and energy to think about it, the most important thing at the moment was to find the rest of the people.

For the rest of your life, you can calm down and open your eyes of insight.

For the rest of his life, countless haphazard makeshift houses had been washed away by some force, and he could see the long avenue of smoke and dust when he looked up.

Under the bright moonlight, this avenue suddenly appeared in the endless shacks, as if a giant python had just run over from here, rampant and moving forward.

This is the trace left by Fang Zhuge when he left.

Where the smoke and dust fell, there were roars and cries from time to time, some people were injured by Fang Zhuge's hands, some people were knocked down by the collapsed wooden planks and stones, and a group of people were so enchanted that they had to hit their heads with stones, poke their eyes with sharp wood, cut their throats with iron pieces, and hurt themselves with all their strength until they were motionless.

Not far in front of Yu Sheng, a man in shabby clothes and skinny lowered his head and picked up a rusty fruit knife from the ground. When he cut his chest into his abdomen and split it in two, the intestines in his body were still wriggling.

Even by the moonlight, the naked eye of the rest of his life still couldn't see the terrifying scene clearly, but in the eye of insight, everything was in full view.

Only the little girl left by the prostitute~ girl was still sitting not far away, quietly watching all this, her eyes glazed.

Madness and chaos were like a plague, and after Fang Zhuge unleashed the power of the gods, it infected everyone that the power could touch.

There was blood and wailing everywhere.

This slum, which was already impoverished, seemed to become hell at this moment.

Even for the rest of his life after experiencing the battlefield of the Gods, the scene was still suffocating, and the painful feeling caused by the illusion had just faded, and the reality brought endless chaos.

The figure of the blacksmith appeared in the eye of insight, and he didn't care about the miserable situation of the people around him for the rest of his life, he stumbled, bypassed the man next to him, and immediately saw the blacksmith kneeling on the ground.

Yu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, he stepped forward and leaned down, and was about to pull the blacksmith, but there was a low sobbing in his ears.

The sobs came from the kneeling blacksmith, one of the most troublesome gods of the Near-God Army, a battle-hardened wanderer, who was weeping uncontrollably, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Iron ...... Craftsman?" Yu Sheng hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to pull him.

The rest of his life didn't exert much force, the blacksmith didn't move, and the rest of his life could touch the slight shaking of the blacksmith's body, and he could also feel the blacksmith's sadness.

Yu Sheng immediately understood that the blacksmith was still in the illusion and did not come out.

"Han...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... It's all my fault......" whispered the blacksmith, "it's me who should die...... It should be me ......"

Yu Sheng sighed, he slowly squatted down and called softly, "Blacksmith, that's a dream, it's time to wake up." ”

The blacksmith was unmoved, the real rest of his life in the illusion had just been experienced, it was a scene that attracted all the spirit of people to the past, not to mention that the illusion showed the most beautiful fantasy and the cruelest reality of the fallen people, it can be said that the illusion almost controlled the seven emotions and six desires of the fallen people, and made people's souls fall and could not extricate themselves.

The blacksmith should be experiencing the pain of gaining and losing, and for the rest of his life, he did not expect that a person as powerful as a blacksmith would have such a vulnerable side.

"Little princess......" The blacksmith's voice was suddenly much softer, almost inaudible, and he slowly straightened up, his hands stretched out into the void, as if to hug someone he couldn't see.

"Daddy is here...... Daddy I'm sorry for you...... Daddy will never leave you again......"

The rest of my life listened silently, with mixed feelings in my heart. It has been said that everyone in the wanderers has their own story, and that the blacksmith once had a daughter, but he had never heard the blacksmith mention it, and now it seems that he is probably long gone. After so many years, the blacksmith's suppressed feelings in the bottom of his heart have not faded, but have become more and more mellow with the fermentation of time, and once the seal is lifted, it will make people unable to help themselves.

The blacksmith's eyes were still open, but unfocused, and he seemed to be listening to the unseen man opposite, his expression softer and warmer.

“...... Baby is right...... "The blacksmith smiled," ...... Daddy is coming to you and Mommy......"

Before Yu Sheng could react, the blacksmith's hands slammed into his throat, and his mouth made a sound of drinking.

He was going to strangle himself to death!

Normally, after losing consciousness due to suffocation, the muscles will relax, the neck will be released, and people will not be able to strangle themselves to death, but the blacksmith is still in the illusion now, and his soul is like a marionette of the power of Fang Zhen Ge at this time, even if he passes out in reality, the blacksmith's body will still continue to pinch according to his thoughts in the illusion until death.

Of course, Yu Sheng couldn't let this happen, and after a moment of shock, Yu Sheng threw down the blacksmith and pinned him to the ground, trying to break his fingers.

The blacksmith's strength is much stronger than the rest of his life expected, it is the will without distractions, and he will do it wholeheartedly until he dies.

The blacksmith's face slowly turned purple, and his eyes bulged out almost like goldfish, and the scene was absurd and terrifying.

Seeing that the blacksmith, who was almost one of the strongest among the gods, was about to commit suicide here for no reason, he was at a loss for the rest of his life, he couldn't hesitate anymore, he was in a hurry, and waved his hand and slapped him a few times.

"Blacksmith!" shouted Yu Sheng, worried and angry, "you wake me up!"

Yu Sheng didn't understand, since the more powerful the power among the gods, the more powerful the will to control, then as one of the strongest gods, the blacksmith should be the leader of the entire empire, why even when the rest of his life himself had been out of the illusion, the blacksmith still fell into it.

"Yuan Tiexuan!" Facing the almost suffocating blacksmith, he was helpless for the rest of his life, he could only shout, hoping to wake up the blacksmith in the illusion, "You wake up! Your wife and daughter are no longer there! But you still have us! You think about it! Think about it! Think about Ding Qing! Think about the store manager!"

The rest of your life was hoarse, "Don't you like to laugh at others the most and are not firm enough? What about you, can't you even see through this illusion?"

The blacksmith let out a sad sigh, and the rest of his life didn't pay attention, he just waved his hand to fan the other party awake.

Yu Sheng's wrist stopped in mid-air, and the blacksmith grinned as he grasped the slap that greeted him in the face.

"Why......" the blacksmith propped himself up with his other hand, "no need to fight, I'm awake." ”

Yu was panting, and for the first time he found out that beating people was also a hard job.

The blacksmith rubbed his face, "It seems to have been tricked, it's really powerful......"

He glanced up at Yu Sheng, his swollen cheeks evident in the darkness.

"You're hitting me so hard, didn't you want to beat me up sooner......" the blacksmith muttered.

Yu Sheng smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly his face changed, and the blacksmith was stunned and remembered something.

The two men looked at each other and shouted almost at the same time: "They!"