Suffering.

Can you carry it down alone?

Asked again and again, as if he had been discouraged, asked himself again and again if he could do it, and told himself again and again that he could still fight.

But.

100,000 unwilling.

But there's nothing to be done.

The world that once belonged to me is so cold now.

I felt like I had been abandoned.

Chased and killed by the Buddha's palm and Buddha's fist, and slashed by the magic knife and the magic calendar, he was also rejected by the Taoist tree and driven away by the Taoist leaves, as if he had become a rat crossing the street, as if he had become a traitorous dog who had lost his family.

"Huh~!"

Gritting his teeth, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "You white-eyed wolves." ”

Why not, that's how it is, we used to love each other as a family, but now you treat me like this.....

"Hey~!"

A sigh was in the mouth.

"Whew~!"

The whirring wind was overhead.

The holy light was dazzling and dazzling, and the brilliant brilliance stimulated me to even open my eyes a little, it was the Buddha who was merciful and angry at the killing of Vajra, he held the boss's fist, as if Mount Tai pressed the top, and smashed it down.

I used to treat you well.

He Gu is so forced.

"Huh~!"

His teeth moved, his feet suddenly stopped, his face raised, and he was not afraid of the huge Buddha fist, and roared in his mouth: "Thief bald donkey, I want to see how hard your fist is." ”

Want to try?

Naturally, it's satisfying.

The Buddha seemed to hear Han Xian's desire, and the light on the fist was rising for three minutes, blooming very hot, and its momentum was like the sun falling to the ground.

"Boom~!"

In the holy light, Han Xian's face seemed to be stupid.

Immaculate Akari seems to show himself gritting his teeth.

"Ah~!"

The roar, how can there be a body in the radiant light of the Buddha fist, if it weren't for the loud howl, it is likely that it will be considered that the path of life and death has disappeared.

In the middle.

Still standing.

Standing on the top of the sky, standing with two fists to support the Buddha's fist, it is so hard, the face is flushed, it is really hard, and at this moment, the body is flying a little bit, this is the origin of the soul, they are passing.

The only thing that belongs to you is still being stolen.

"Ah~!"

The roar is reluctant, the howl is not allowed, the arms are stretched out suddenly, like the optimus force to push the Buddha fist open, the body quickly rolled a donkey, and rolled out of it.

But the monk came to the devil and the trouble continued.

"Whoosh~~!"

The air is cold, how can I not be shocked, I didn't have time to get up, I started rolling on the ground, yes, I will never be able to stand up under the shadow of the sword, it has become a rolling all over the ground, so thrilling, the magic knife flashes again and again, if it is not for my own alertness, it may have become two cuts now, and I have become the nourishment of this world by contributing myself.

But is alertness useful?

Is it useful to linger now?

Now alive, how long can this 'now' last?

"Hey~~!"

The sneering voice, the smug voice, and the empathetic voice, Xi Kaiming, who looked like himself, sneered, but this laughter was relieved at the moment, and in its laughter, the Buddha fists and magic knives that tortured him stopped very observantly, and he took advantage of this gap to get up slowly.

"Whew~!"

"Whew~~!"

Breathing, rapid breathing, hate and panting breathing.

"Huh~!"

Swallowing saliva, his eyes were on Xi's enlightened face, his eyes were full of resentment, his eyes were like wolves, staring at this poisonous snake, it was it, it was its appearance, and his star map would cause such a change.

His color admitted.

"Hey~!"

Xi Kaiming's lips and teeth were red and his teeth were white, he smiled comfortably, looking at his appearance, he seemed to be enjoying it very much, the corners of his mouth rose, and said: "It's uncomfortable, in fact, you should be quiet, isn't it good to go calmly, anyway, it's dead, look at it." ”

It's really comforting.

"Heh~!"

Listening to its comfort, I really smiled.

When he laughed, his rapid breathing was flattened, and his feet kicked suddenly, and his whole body was like a flying arrow, looking for the source of killing, since it was because the replica in front of him was messing up the star map, then killing it didn't mean that everything was back to the same as before.

Kill it, then.

Punch it, kill it.

Close, close, close.

I was really getting closer, but I was just approaching with his sneer.

Xi Kaiming watched the sneer and ridicule on his face become more and more prevalent, that is a flower, the more it blooms, the more enchanting it becomes, and at this moment he is like a flower picker.

I want your life, whatever flowers I care you have, and make you all blind.

But is it okay?

Mockery is teasing, Xi Kaiming's eyes looking at him close are full of teasing, sure enough....

"Bang~~!"

With a loud bang, the achievement hit the wall with his head.

After a bang, the meteor that had been galloping came to an abrupt end.

After a bang, the meteor changed direction and fell straight to the ground.

After a sound, he fell to the ground, his eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't stand up.

Meteor flying, full of enthusiasm to fly, but don't beware, this is a world full of traps, just when his fist was about to smash on the surface of the brook, a wall did appear very abruptly on the way, and the leaves formed a wall, and finally his fist went up, and his head went up, and then he came down.

"Whew~!"

Lie flat and breathe warmly.

Looking at the sky of the star map, his eyes were full of distraction.

This world is familiar, familiar with the Buddhas and demons who kill and hunt down themselves, and they recognize them, and the Dao Dao Tree is even more familiar, they are part of the star map, and they are also part of the construction of my Han Xian.

But not all of them are familiar with the star chart.

For example, the sky in front of me right now.

Strange, absolutely strange.

My star map, although its sky is also black, but its black is not so miserable, it has starlight, it has stars.

But now on the top of the head, it is miserable except for the black one, that is, the black is so miserable, and there is nothing left after that.

It doesn't belong to itself.

So where is your own?

Find them, summon them, the power of the stars is omnipotent, as long as you can get their help, you will definitely be able to regain the old rivers and mountains, and rise to the throne again.

Look for?

It's always been there.

It never stopped.

Whether it is jumping up and down, it is a donkey rolling all over the ground, and they are all trying to find it, but the result is so unsatisfactory.

No.

Not in the sky.

Nor on the ground.

They used to be bright in the night sky, but now they seem to be gone, as if their departure is to abandon themselves.

"Whew~!"

Breath, and it's on the ground.

Feeling the coldness on the ground, I watched the little light waft up, and they were gone.

They fly and float into the holiness of the Buddha, they merge into it, they are flawless, it really is a part of itself, otherwise it would not be so perfect.

The soul is sprinkled without stopping.

Floating.

Blend in with the demon madness and nurture it.

It seemed to be enjoying the nourishment from the source, his eyes slowly closed, it was enjoying it, it was enjoying its own transformation.

And that's not all.

Lying down in the Taiji diagram.

Blended into the light of the soul, it became more and more perfect, and it was flawless, without a trace of defects.

"Hehe~!"

Some people laugh when they lose, and the laughter is naturally the enlightened of the bandit head stream, he looked at the sky full of smiles, bathed in it, his face was full of comfort, so enjoyable, and hummed in his mouth and said: "Not bad, not bad, really more perfect than myself, as long as I take care of it, when I can break through the monarch realm cultivation, my true body can come, and then who can be my enemy among Allah." ”

Hysteria.

It's crazy.

Unstoppable madness.

The standing brook is open and happy, and the lying on the ground is sad and sad, looking so lonely, everything is far away, everything is drifting, and it doesn't belong to him.

A little bit of light.

Faded.

The body lying on the ground has been diluted into a point of light, and as the passage of time, there are only traces of the silhouette of the body, and soon even this silhouette will be lost.

It's very unbearable.

I want to keep it.

Raising the outline of the palm outlined by a few points of light, trying to grasp the souls that had left, but such an effort was really only to see how the light passed from the body.

Move a point.

There was a commotion.

Their trembling seems willing, they don't seem to be forced, they seem to can't wait to have a new master.

Left.

The eyes are the last bit of light, wandering and fluttering.

The Buddha wanted to stay, but he didn't give it to him, because it wasn't the most primordial, and the demon also wanted to leave a little light, and he didn't give it himself, because the same they were all foreign, and even the Taiji land on the ground didn't give it to itself, it was the soil that carried everything, but at the beginning of the fundamental, this star map had no soil.

Dao tree.

That's where you come from.

Spot light.

This is the only point of self-determination, this is the only light that retains one's own consciousness, bypassing the evil of preying one's own star chart.

Look at its face and gnash your teeth.

But there was nothing to be done.

In the end, I had to leave, climbing the trees, lingering in the treetops, playing and frolicking among the leaves.

These leaves are born and fundamental, but they are already old, and they are not very similar to the most primitive, swaying, looking for the most fundamental past.

Maybe this one can't be found anymore, so let's find the one that is most similar.

Leaf.

The first leaf is new, so let's find a new leaf.

Climb the treetops, climb the tops, there must be something you want.

Piece by piece.

The green shadow is the red shadow again.

I want to sink in, I want to sink into every piece, but no, why, are they not similar enough?

Not really.

I still want to live, I still want to preserve my consciousness, I still want to make a comeback, and I want to get back what belongs to me, so I don't want to, I don't want to integrate this little light.

Erratic.

Erratic.

"Whew~!"

In the leisurely wandering, I went from leaf to leaf, not on the new leaf, but in the leaf of the treetops, I saw a difference, something I had never been aware of.

The meridians of the leaf are like cracks.

I'm glad I'm close.

I cautiously approached there, and the dots were clear, so kind.

You.

Do you know what I saw, I saw you, Jingyi, I saw her in the distance.