In the middle of summer that year, the rumbling thunder of the Left Bank covered the land, and Griffith woke up from the arms of the green worm and looked out at the distant sky. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The waters of the Intafar River swelled up on both banks, and the tide swept up into the sky with its head and crashed against the reef.

Griffith was lifted up by an invisible force and floated in the air.

In that void, thousands of electric dragons frantically converged at the moment Griffith was dragged up, connecting into a sky of plasma, drenching Griffith inside and out.

It was fifteen years after Griffith's birth, and as a causal beast recognized and accepted by the law, he underwent the most special rite of passage and test.

The thunder and fire of heaven and earth, the ritual and test of the causal beast, raged for a whole year, and Griffith was whipped, beaten, and transformed in the midst of light and electricity. He frantically absorbed the energy from the thunder fire, and his body was blown round and plump like a balloon.

And when Griffith was just bombarded by the thunder fire, the green worm who called herself Sister Qingyu rushed out desperately, and she jumped up to pull Griffith into the water, but was rubbed by the aftermath of the thunder fire, penetrated into the bottom of the river, and was seriously injured and near death.

The light, electricity, and fire on the left bank converged that year into black balls of tens of meters, floating in the air like black holes. In the space without light, the black hole is like a giant egg, and Griffith curls up in the center of the egg like a baby, slowly fading into its greenness.

The sun and the moon settled, the light and the wind disappeared, and the ancient will and the desolation raised their heads and tore their eyes apart.

A year later, Griffith broke through his shell, and the memories of the Karma Beast's legacy and the glory of his awakening shattered the immaturity and innocence of those years - he became the king of the Left Bank, but never to return to that time.

Griffith lowered his head slowly, his cold face full of the vicissitudes of time and mission, and looked at the cyan jade shadow curled up unconscious at the bottom of the river. His left pupil was like fire and his right pupil was like silver, time was flowing in his eyes like floating clouds, he raised his head expressionlessly, stepped out, and never came back.

Another year later, in the summer, the Intafar River was full of lotus flowers, and the thousands of acres of lotus fields were swaying in the wind, and the fragrance of flowers was wafting all over the four fields.

By no time, the river of cause and effect has become home to schools of fish, shrimp, colorful creatures and seaweeds dotting the once-quiet waters, making it look gorgeous and noisy.

The green worm woke up from its coma and looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him in amazement.

Once upon a time, how much she longed for the scenery in front of her, and how many times did she secretly make this beautiful wish to the sunset when the sun set.

But when the beautiful scenery is present, when the excitement is overflowing, when the wish becomes a reality, the slender and thin green worm hesitates for a while, and seems to be missing something.

She was bruised by the thunder that day, and although the thunder was only a trace of aftermath, she was extremely injured. Now, a year later, she woke up again, but she couldn't remember the past, she didn't remember that there was no grass on the bank of the Cause and Effect River, and she didn't remember that there was a timid fat man named 'Ah Fei'.

On the left bank of the left bank there was a white palace in which the king of the left bank lived. The king was a quiet man, who liked to sit in the moonlight on the wings of the temple and look out at the river of Intafar, and before the sun rose, he would leave indifferently.

After that, the green worm lived in the Intafar River for hundreds of years before finally leaving.

Griffith sat on the throne with an indifferent face and was silent in the face of the flow of people, his back spread in the sky, his side face like a hard sea that remained unchanged all year round, but he could no longer mention the timidity and cowering that hid behind women in those shy years - he was a king, and he was born to go deep with heavy shackles.

Beyond the Left Bank, there is a saying:

"One man's shackles, two people's burdens, are two shackles."

Griffith had never liked such vague sentences, but he had no objection to what they were meant to mean.

Time flows like water in the ordinary, and the days turn another page like an old photo.

Probably because of the increase in strength, the slim Qing Yu who had grown up recovered some memories.

The green worm came to the left bank to look for Griffith several times, when the woman in green clothes stood outside the palace and called his name loudly, and Griffith sat on the wing of the temple and looked down at her from afar, silent.

Then Griffith saw through fate, and through the destruction and despair that would eventually come, and he sat on the throne, even more reticent, cold and hard as a stone.

When his feet were covered with bones, when the glory of power obscured the sky, when he was like pop and fire shuttling through the starry void, Griffith had not much left. He thought of himself as a poor king, tired and silent, and went deep.

When the First Final Battle fought, Griffith sailed from the Left Bank to fight in the northern heavens. It was a tragic and protracted war, in which countless powerful monsters, humans, and legendary races fell like rain, and it was at that time that the laws of the universe began to drift off the rails.

The war lasted for an unknown number of years, and later, Lunch collapsed a corner of the universe at the top of the northern sky, where time was confused for a second, and Griffith was exiled to the time desert, almost lost.

After a trance, when the king of the left bank, the great demon Griffith, was about to be completely submerged by the time desert, Qing Yu turned into a chain of dim slenderness, linking yin and yang, extending from the far east of the universe to the end of the north, and finally pulled Griffith out of the time desert from the collapsed corner.

But Qing Yu is not a big demon, she is just a green worm with a strange life form. The process of transforming her body into a chain made her irreversibly damaged, and this woman who had been waiting for a thousand years finally gave her young life for an impulse a thousand years later.

Griffith, who emerged from the desert of time, watched in silence as the chains that stretched through heaven and earth into the endless void faded and withered, and finally only a small piece of sand fell at his feet.

The man was speechless, silent and lonely, and at last he shook off his cloak, and in the wilderness, he bent down to pick up the broken chain, and walked into the endless darkness.

In the autumn of the same year, Griffith buried a piece of chain on the banks of the Intafar River, cutting off his thumb and melting his blood and bones into the rusty steel. He planted hopes and costs, and they gave Qingyu a second life.

But the most wonderful thing in the world is life, and the most precious thing is life. Any living thing that loses its life loses everything.

Although Griffith paid the price to preserve a little of Qingyu's spirituality, Qingyu had lost most of his strength after his resurrection. Her memories and the strange life form of the unknown creature were consumed by the impact of the cycle of life and death, and Griffith used the remnants of the gloom and a phalanx to forge a new body for her, but that was all.

In the year 37693 of the IAH calendar, Qing Yu was born in an attic, and his father was a high-spirited and wealthy outsider. In this life, Qingyu, who lost her memory and was a rich lady with peace of mind, had a rich and smooth life, her parents also died, and even her husband was a polite and gentle person.

At that time, the folk customs were simple, and the material was not as rich as in later generations, so some people praised Qingyu's good life, and there was even a kind of 'she has the blessing of the gods' argument spread in a certain season.

Qingyu, who enjoyed the lead in the world, died naturally at the age of seventy-two, ending his first journey to the world.

In the 37788th year of the IAH calendar, Qingyu was born again, born in a family of poems and books with the same strings, and became a talented woman with a lot of poetry and poetry for more than ten years.

In this life, she loves landscapes, walks thousands of miles, writes poems, and completes the short persistence and excitement of this life in the season of old age.

IAH Calendar Year 37871......

Griffith blessed Qingyu Pepsi Wealth, and the woman was reincarnated again and again because of the immortal flesh and bones of the Great Demon flowing in her body. In fact, as long as Griffith doesn't die, she can live like this forever.

In the hundredth life of Qing Yu lingering in the world, the laws of the universe finally ushered in the first major change and shift after the final battle. This change in the fundamental law has caused many monsters and powers to fall, and even the big demons parasitic on the law, including Griffith himself, have been mortally wounded like never before.

At the same time, the human world has also become eventful, with mountain floods, volcanoes, wars, and earthquakes guided by some dark law in the universe, tightly choreographed together, and bombarded all living beings in a concentrated manner.

The change of regime, the chaos of the war, Qingyu, who had just passed his 20th birthday, sat on the carriage fleeing from the famine, thinking about the ups and downs of this life.

Qing Yu's father was a festival envoy in the south of the empire, holding great power, and was one of the important ministers of the imperial court.

In fact, in the years before a woman came of age, she did enjoy the life and experience that countless women in this world could only dream of.

But people's hearts are like the sea, and power is even more poison, after the war started, the south of the empire fell, and Qingyu's father and factional henchmen collapsed, and his power and influence plummeted.

It happened that the emperor was seriously ill at that time, and the prince was an assistant to the government, and by chance, the prince saw Qingyu, the daughter of the festival who was serving and raising flowers in the back garden, and was shocked by the heavens, so he moved his mind.

The prince was absurd and unscrupulous, which was something that the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty knew in those years. Before the prince's auxiliary government, he made many private visits to the people, observed the people's 'human feelings', collected beauties from all over the world, and even rumored that a certain lady in a certain county was humiliated to death by a mysterious person.

As for those humiliated families who want to sue, it is better to say that they are less vocal, at most they are intimidated and beaten, and it is really not enough to compensate some money.

For those who are determined to seek justice and make a lot of noise, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince often wants to do all the bad things and kill them all.

After His Royal Highness the Crown Prince assisted the government, the court was chaotic, and the unscrupulous prince even extended his poisonous hand to the wives and daughters of the Manchu Dynasty, and everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and the matter of Qingyu happened during this time.