Lu Ci entered the whirlpool and came to the legendary small world.

A monument emerges in front of you.

The air was damp, and in some places there was the sound of water.

This monument should have been hidden under deep water before the tide receded.

The small world relies on the big world, draws nutrients from the big world, and provides for itself.

Lu Ci had a preliminary conjecture about the situation between the two heavens and the earth.

If it is completely stripped away, or the big world chooses to cut off the supply in reverse, will the small world be like duckweed in the water, gradually mourning?

Heaven and earth are silent, and when they face the end, what will it be like?

Lu Ci was eager to try.

But he didn't know if he could get there.

After Xu Da's self-sublimation last time, he seemed to have forcibly constructed a small world, but with these small worlds, it was still too shallow after all.

It may not be called a small world, but it has just formed a potential.

At best, it can be called an extremely single small world.

Maybe it's more accurate to call it a field?

However, he also felt that it was much stronger than those in the heavens and all worlds.

In Lu Ci's view, those beings in the heavens and all worlds were just talking and not practicing, and they would be killed with one punch.

It's too verbose, and often Lu Ci hasn't finished listening to the other party's words, and a punch has arrived.

As everyone knows, in fact, in front of those beings who are respected as ancestors, while looking at him, Lu Ci has been pulled into their side of the world.

Silent, unaware.

They thought they were in the palm of their hands, so they spoke up.

But I don't want to, Lu Ci is the most sudden variable in their avenue.

Without thinking about it anymore, Lu Ci walked into the monuments and wanted to continue to explore.

Suddenly, he reached out and picked up a dusty shirt from the ground.

Lu Ci gently brushed off the dust.

In the upper left corner of the ragged shirt is a logo with a faint silhouette.

Like a dragon lying cross-legged.

It was the national emblem promulgated by the Great Xia Court himself.

As far as the eye could see, there were still many pieces of rags scattered.

and a bunch of yellowed skeletons.

It's like it's been baptized over the years.

He knew that it was the law enforcers who went forward and died here.

They are all third-rank martial artists at the very least, even after death, the bones are still shiny, how can they become like this?

It seems that this small world is strange.

Devil?

Lu Ci raised his eyes and looked at it, with a warm smile, but the words were extremely cold.

"That's right, if there are no demons, how can this small world operate for no reason and devour the outside world?"

Lu Ci squatted down, picked up the bones of the corpses everywhere, took off a white robe, and wrapped them.

Taking two steps back, Lu Ci bowed down for a long time.

Gentlemen through the ages.

Why should anyone give you peace of mind?

Don't worship the vastness of heaven and earth, don't worship the rivers and mountains forever.

This is absurd, and you should only worship you.

What the world forgets, history remembers.

The kingdom is still theirs, but no one will welcome them back with the same magnificence as they did when they were sent on a long journey.

It doesn't matter, what Daxia owes, I, Lu Ci, will pay it back.

I'll take you out and welcome you back.

After Lu Ci worshipped, he sat on a stone casually.

He also served from Jung, just as they were.

He still remembered the enthusiastic faces of his comrades when he took the oath.

Feng Sun and Moon Alliance, Zhao Tiandijian, Xiaoshan River as evidence, respect the Heavenly Dynasty.

The mountain is high and ambitious, the stream is deep and lined, the year is determined, and the wind and frost are revealed.

What's the matter with this body, thank the world for your success.

Lu Ci also remembered when he saw the bones of the robe.

He is a national soldier.

He was also a man of flesh and blood.

"Lu Ci is just Lu Ci..."

For some reason, Lu Ci whispered again.

The evil Jiao at the bottom of the well suddenly roared, anxious and uneasy.

The heart is sad.

Lu Ci picked up the bones wrapped in white clothes and slowly walked forward.

It seems that there is a dark aura constantly emerging, secretly peeping.

He turned a blind eye.

The sound of jingling bells kept ringing.

Many precious artifacts were smashed down.

If we do archaeology, we can see that any one of these artifacts is enough to be called a treasure when it is revealed.

Lu Ci didn't care, and still walked forward.

Like The Walking Dead.

Don't think about it, only the action is still the same.

A thick black fog rose from this small world at some point.

Heaven and earth are gloomy.

The fog is rolling all over the world.

The sky is intertwined with thunder and sea.

It seems that something terrible is about to be born, and it is not tolerated by all things.

The black mist gradually surged upward, as if it was about to devour the heavenly thunder.

Finally.

The two crossed a line of separation, like turbulent waves, and completely collided together.

It's like a dragon and a snake dancing, and you can't get along.

There was a figure in heavy armor walking in the world, and wherever it passed, the sea of black mist and clouds gave way one after another.

Even if this figure is a great omen, it makes the Heaven and Earth Thunder Tribulation dare not act recklessly.

"It's just a small world, and you also want to suppress this seat?"

The figure spoke coldly, dismissive.

Then he looked down and saw Lu Ci walking on the ground.

"Dare to trample on this sleeping place, in ancient times, the world was so great that no one dared to imitate it. ”

Thundered!

Heaven and earth are torn apart by ravines.

The figure was just about to stretch out his hand towards Lu Ci, but it suddenly stopped, looked at the end of the heaven and earth, and smiled.

"But the aura is just born, and a big world that was ruined in the past is also trying to shatter this small world to bury this seat?"

The heavily armored figure actually ignored the catastrophe of the extinction of heaven and earth, and brazenly grabbed Lu Ci.

Thousands of meteorological changes turned into a law seal covering the heavens and the earth, overflowing with infinite gloomy qi and suppressing it.

Under the pressure of the qi machine, the surrounding space cracked inch by inch, almost becoming a place of nothingness.

Lu Ci stopped.

The right hand clenched into a fist, compared to the overwhelming palm, like a grasshopper shaking a tree.

Float like nothing.

The two are opposite.

There is no imaginary instantaneous extinction, or explosion of revolt.

The vast and endless Dharma seal when that side came directly turned into a wisp of green smoke and annihilated.

And that figure is long gone.

It seems that all this is his trick to avoid the catastrophe of the destruction of heaven and earth.

There was an evil Jiao circling in Lu Ci's eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.

The next moment.

He stared blankly at the bones wrapped in the white robe in his hand.

The figure also appears on the land at the bottom of the river.

And the passage to the small world disappeared.

Lu Ci knew he must have forgotten something.

But I can't even remember.

In that case, do not think about it.

Wu Yi had already prepared, and actually brought a white jade coffin down.

He looked at Lu Ci and knelt on one knee.

"Wusi of Daxia Town, I am willing to welcome Pao Ze back to his hometown. ”

One person slowly moved the white jade coffin beside him.

Lu Ci stepped forward and gently placed the bones in the coffin.

Then seal the white jade coffin.

On this day, there were soldiers who resisted the coffin, crossed thousands of miles, and sent the monarchs back to their hometowns.

Three thousand plain clothes together.

Winter is coming, and the snow is falling three feet.

I have an old man coming, and when I come, there is snow in the mountains.

Snow cold.

Then he came to three coins of hot wine to comfort his soul and teach the mountains and rivers to be reversed.

Let's see.

Our generation acts arbitrarily, and the gentlemen are merry.