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For example, the game between the feelings of men and women, the surrounding environment, the inevitability of the steps of love, holding hands is followed by kissing, and after kissing is a small hotel or grove...... This makes many loves look much the same.

Another example is that social change is always accompanied by war, and it is also remembered by future generations because of war.

In this battle on the eve of the change, the conflict between humans and demons, which has been hidden, is directly put on the surface.

The goddess who wields the thunder and lightning, the demon slayer who runs through the streets, fights the strange demons, and the giant moths of all of the punches.

Modern warfare and the mission of the Demon Slayer are combined......

The fate of ordinary people is linked to the fate of demon slayers......

The sense of mission and collective honor, perhaps the freshness of having suddenly opened the door to a new world after being tired of this boring society, has made human beings of all corners and colors of the earth throb again.

At the same time, riots are everywhere, and sacrifice is an indispensable color for every change.

Bright red.

From early morning to morning, the battle finally came to an end.

Presumably, more than half of humanity must have been watching that corner of the City of Colors at this time, and the City of Colors, which does not know what kind of fate will be after the war, will inevitably remain in the history of mankind.

There, the remnants of the demon army have been beaten to slag, because there is no follow-up support, these demon army has no power to return to the sky, and can only wait for the fate of being surrounded and slaughtered.

The focus is on the battlefield where Song Shijing is, the huge moth that has been suppressed, is already dying at this time.

It fell, twitching, the light and shadow on its body reversed, and it seemed that a huge explosion would follow, as often seen in the comics - the villain boss blew himself up unexplained.

And the demon slayers who had been fighting immediately scattered and retreated, which seemed to prove the great possibility of this view.

Therefore, the perspective was locked on the giant moth, and it was finally removed from the body of Song Shijing.

Xiao Song is estimated to be famous, together with Wen Yu, the head of the Wen family.

Song Shijing landed on the roof of a high-rise building, and the mountain lord of Kunwu Mountain and the old uncles also fell here from the air, and these old uncles all cast a kind smile at Song Shijing, obviously to have a good relationship with the future mountain lord.

"Grandpa. Song Shijing shouted in a low voice, her face was not happy or angry, but her voice was full of tiredness and depression.

"When this battle is over, you can rest for a while," said the mountain lord of Kunwu Mountain with a smile, as if he didn't have much feeling about the fire that was still spreading around him and the difficult battle situation in front of him.

Song Shijing: "Hmm. ”

"Don't be stressed," the mountain lord of Kunwu Mountain looked at these flames, "Sins, we of the older generation should bear them, and the future belongs to you." Your spiritual power has awakened, and your strength has reached the point where you can convince the public, and when you return, I will ask the council hall to nominate you as a candidate for the next generation of mountain lords. ”

Song Shijing shook her head, wanting to refuse directly, but she didn't know what she could say.

There were fires in the sky, which were dense groups of shells and missiles, and once again the fire coverage appeared, which seemed to be able to send the giant moth back to the west.

There are already some experts and scholars who have conducted interviews on TV programs to explore the internal structure of this moth and study what kind of species the demon is.

Of course, there are no results.

In the intensive bombardment, the ground is falling, and mankind is fortunate to see in all directions how terrible the conventional combat force of the modern army really is.

Smoke and dust billowed and artillery fire roared, and the clouds in the sky were almost all dispersed.

But there was an inexplicable feeling of suffocation in the air.

Song Shijing also sensed that something was wrong, and the mountain lord of Kunwu Mountain whispered a few words with several old men, and slowly rose into the air to strengthen the formation in the sky.

"Grandpa......"

The mountain lord of Kunwu Mountain lowered his head and showed a kind smile, "Don't move forward if you encounter danger later, you don't have a thorough grasp of strength, and it is easy to accidentally injure others." ”

This reason couldn't be more obvious, it was clear that Song Shijing was to hide behind, if there was any change in the battle situation, Song Shijing, the pillar of the future, would be more important.

The absence of a future is the most desperate thing for humanity.

Airplanes!

The smoke and dust of the bombing site suddenly stirred up a wave of air, which pushed away the smoke and dust, shook the clouds, and let a ray of sunlight shine down from the sky.

There is more and more sunlight, and it gradually becomes a pillar of light.

"Uh-huh~"

A gentle humming sound came out of the smoke and dust, and the voice was slow and with a kind of spiritual aura, which strangely appeared in the ears of humans within ten miles.

At the edge of the range, the weeping children stopped crying, and the frightened adults turned their heads to look at the city they had just left.

That pillar of sunlight was so dazzling.

In the pillar of sunlight, the 'elves' who hummed softly rose slowly.

The TV screen immediately locked on the blue elf.

A long waterfall blue hair, snow-white and delicate skin, a slender and hot but perfect figure, and the four colorful wings behind it......

Fairies?

Is the god of spring in Norse mythology?The light body, the light tune, the head bowed and fiddled with the sari on his body, but he didn't know what a visually stimulating and delicate pair of male creatures was......

Enemy?

Is this the moth you just had?

That's what it is...... Demon?

"Uh-huh~"

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Sister Yu suddenly shouted, and her figure flew up like a cannonball, heading straight for the beautiful and enchanting figure that slowly rose.

At this moment, time seems to be slowing down.

Click, nourish......

Mu Qian casually opened a bottle of Sprite, closed the door of the refrigerator, and turned to walk to the sofa.

The little spirit over there has basically lost his speech skills, and can only shout words like 'wow' and 'so beautiful'.

In his heart, Zheng Lin, who had just regained consciousness, was communicating with Mu Qian.

'Master, I have felt countless human thoughts and experienced thousands of different lives...... Is this the nature of human beings?'

Mu Qian: 'What do you understand as the essence of human beings?'

'Greedy, selfish, willing to destroy the world in order to survive, most individuals do not have the slightest self-sacrificing spirit and thoughts. ’

Mu Qian smiled in his heart and took a sip of Sprite, "This is the essence of life, not the essence of human beings. Starting with single-celled organisms, the law that life activities need energy support is written, which is the most basic nature of life. ”

'Master, did I destroy so many people?'

'Well, it's you. Mu Qian didn't give her a reason, only said casually.

Zheng Lin was silent for a while.

'Do I need to overcome them?' ’

'Find a chance to leave, I have other things for you to do, the human master plane is no longer suitable for you. Mu Qian sighed, "Congratulations, you survived this catastrophe. ’

'Having deprived so many human beings, or destroying the entire City of Colors, and ruining my sister's life with my own hands...... Zheng Lin muttered, 'Why, I don't have the slightest self-blame in my heart?'

Mu Qian: 'This is the nature of demons. ’

'Master, I'll get out first. Zheng Lin said respectfully, and then broke off the news.

But Mu Qian could see what she was doing on TV.

Sister Yu turned into a steel cannonball and rushed straight up, the wings behind Zheng Lin flickered slightly, with a ribbon of colorful light, ignoring Sister Yu and rushing directly towards the huge formation.

The light ballad still echoed, and countless humans stared at this scene:

Humming a song, to put it mildly, this cute elf who flew out of the smoke of war smashed open a corner of the formation with a punch, and his figure rushed into the sky strangely.

An old man from Kunwu Mountain shouted angrily: "Don't want to leave!"

But compared to shouting, Song Shijing's movements were more direct, turning into thunder and lightning and slashing horizontally, instantly chasing the beautiful back of the elf.

Demons, damn it!

Song Shijing's eyes were full of hatred.