The sunset is setting in the west, dyeing the sunset on the horizon red.

The brilliant glow circulated in the sky, and no matter how beautiful it was, it gradually dimmed in the end.

At the moment when the sunset fell, Tiansheng had already returned to this city that had been ravaged by hundreds of demons and had long been damaged.

Under the aftermath of his fierce battle with the Dapeng Demon, the city walls have long been destroyed, and those once lively streets have long been in ruins. There are very few intact buildings.

But, even so, he returned.

Because, Mo Yang said that no matter whether he lives or dies, he will come back.

From the first day he came here, he saw Mo Yang swearing to defend the people to the death, and he recognized this friend from the bottom of his heart.

So now when I come back, I am waiting for him.

It is human nature to be selfish and selfish, to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and they will not change with the growth of age and the improvement of cultivation.

Therefore, in order to protect themselves, there are many holy places that are reluctant to go to the places where the monsters in the border regions are raging to guard the human race. Because of this, the tragedy of Ragnarok occurred.

After all, even if a human being cultivates to the immortal realm, he has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth and move mountains and reclaim the sea. But in the end, it's just a stronger human being.

In order to distinguish themselves from the weak humans, they call themselves immortals.

However, this is only a self-deception.

Immortals are just a realm, not a race.

How many people can see such a simple truth clearly and dare to admit it?

But at least, in his innate heart, Mo Yang is a person who can recognize himself, even if he cultivates to the Imperial Sky Realm, even if he reaches a desperate situation, he will not give up ordinary people.

Because cultivating immortals is not for detachment, but for protection.

The disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect have not forgotten their responsibilities and missions.

The sky gradually darkened, and the ruins of the city wall gradually emitted golden lights, like countless fireflies dancing and jumping in the dark night, and like countless stars in the vast void, which was beautiful.

Under the nourishment and repair of these spirits in the darkness, a miracle occurred.

The city walls, which had been shattered and collapsed, began to rise and recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, on this ruin, a brand-new tall city wall of nearly ten zhang, like a guard in the night, stood again.

Not only the city walls, but the entire city was restored to its original appearance under the golden light of the Creator.

The collapsed houses were re-erected, the dry spring water gushed out again, and even the fallen trees took root again and exuded vitality.

The dilapidated and desolate scene is gone, and the whole city has been completely renovated and restored to its original appearance.

And from the moment the city was restored, the natural forehead continued to burst out with fine sweat, and his face was a little pale, as if doing this brought him a lot of consumption.

After all, this was his first attempt to use divine power to do some miracles that seemed impossible.

Once, the great god Nuwa, who gathered the power of the gods, created plants, trees, insects, fish, and humans.

Unlike the destructive power of demons, divine power is not only powerful, but also has the ability to create life.

However, he was only able to use a trace of divine power in his body now, so even if he restored these dead things to their original appearance, it would be a lot of consumption for him. Not to mention the creation of life.

According to legend, only by reaching the realm of the great god Nuwa can one have the power to create.

The extreme exertion of the body makes you feel extremely tired by nature. I found a hut in the city, went to bed, and fell asleep in a blur.

When I woke up again, it was already three poles in the day.

Born to gently push open the door and walk down the street.

The restored city has a good scenery, but no one lives except him. After a breeze blowing, it was a little lonely and lonely.

Wandering around the city, he suddenly thought of Heyang City, Chen Feng and Mei'er.

How are the infatuated city lord and his fox lady doing now?

It's not easy for shemales to fall in love, so I can only hope that they can live happily!

Thinking about it, Tiansheng suddenly sneered.

He looked around, and it was still an empty street, but his mood was very different at this time.

Counting it, this city is empty, and like Chen Feng, he can be regarded as a city lord big or small.

Since he is the lord of the city, how can he have generals and no soldiers?

Pointing to the big tree on the side of the road, he began to arrange his duties.

"You, from today onwards, will be my guard. ”

"You, sit on my maid in the future!"

Pointing to a boulder on the side of the road seriously, he was naturally amused by himself.

Laughing forward and backward,

Laughing breathlessly,

The laugh ended up on the ground.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was dazzling, and he blocked it with his hand. I don't know if it's because the sun is too dazzling, tears appear in the corners of my eyes, sliding down my cheeks until they drop to the ground.

Yes, if he wanted to, he could have a city, and he could have all the glory and power of the world.

But he has no parents, no master, no brothers, and no home.

Not even the right to love someone.

He can fight the Dapeng Bird alone, and he can save the people of a city. In the eyes of mortals, he is a heroic and fearless hero.

But he knew that he was just a pitiful creature abandoned by the world.

Gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, and cut the ends of his hair.

With a cold face, an extraordinary bearing, and standing with his hands in his hands, he is still the hero who fought the Dapeng Demon alone, and he is still the strong nature.

He never cried, he never got down, because no one saw it.

Walking in the city again, wandering around, walking and walking came to the city gate, the wall above the city gate, engraved with the huge two words "Siyu".

These two words can be clearly seen from a long distance.

Each city has its own name, which represents the history and culture of the city. Just like a person's name, from birth to death, the name accompanies him throughout his life, and is bound together for a lifetime.

"Siyu" is the name of this city.

I don't know why a small city located in the Western Wilderness has such an elegant name.

But now that the city of "Siyu" has been destroyed, looking at this empty new city that was born because of itself, there is a chord in my heart that has been touched.

The right hand slid against the word "Siyu", and the brilliance emerged, and soon the lettering on the city changed.

"Sixue. ”

This is the new name of the city.

Looking at the big characters engraved by himself with divine power in front of him, the more he looks at it, the more he likes it, and he laughs like a child who gets candy.

The entire city was repaired by his divine power, and the word "Sixue" has been integrated with this city since it appeared.

If the city is there, "Sixue" is there, and if "Sixue" disappears, the city will cease to exist.

Thinking without seeing, thinking without thinking.

This city is a gift from nature to oneself, and it is also a thought to oneself......