At the end of the Taihao era, the young Griffith split his personality into three points because he broke through the third realm of the big demon, and he was in charge of reason, ****, and will. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The three personalities worked in harmony with each other, balanced with each other, and fought with each other for many years, and finally merged to form a new individual.

Of course, this process is long and complicated, and it has been full of lies, betrayals, blood and friendship, Griffith has personally cut off a part of his own personality, and even killed a part, and those abandoned parts are self-condensed and attracted when people don't know it, devouring countless negative energies and souls in the universe, and then becoming a monster who no one knows what it is.

And the monster, which grows at the lowest level of darkness and calls itself 'The Swarm', is one of Griffith's sworn enemies.

Today's Hua Ye is the product of personality splitting and fusion, so the personality is sometimes quite strange, and this strangeness has a weirdness that can't be said to be anything, and it seems to be an incomplete micro-balance.

In the past two days, Hua Ye has been concentrating on flowers, grasses, insects and fish in the palace, which is quite plain and elegant.

A few days ago, the beautiful and arrogant Miss Miss Mi Sizhen was finally peeled off by Hua Ye, and opened her heart to have an in-depth and thorough discussion with Hua Ye about the spirit and flesh without gaps.

This thing should have been a great joy, the young and golden, the suave young master Hua Da painstakingly pursued the lonely and arrogant rich daughter, and the latter was felt by the sincerity of the former, and recommended the pillow, which was placed in ancient times and spread out, which was a good story.

Miss Miss originally thought the same way, this rich daughter who was not particularly wealthy fantasized about that romantic and amorous night, and bought all the erotic underwear, and as a result, the young master took her to lie on the bed and study the "Idealist Philosophical Fallacy" for a whole night.

The direct result of this is that Hua Ye has lived a life of unity at home for two days, and there is no phone call to harass him.

Fortunately, Hua Ye is definitely not a strange person who can't survive without a woman, he calmly bought some flowers and plants, got some strange health things, and threw Miss Miss Zhen 10,000 light years away every day.

Griffith and Hua Ye will go out to pick up some tasks, in order to deal with the surprise attack of Qing Yu that may come at any time, they are more selective about the mission, and when they go out, they try not to be too far apart - if something happens, it is easy to have a response.

Directly overturning the green feather, Griffith doesn't have much confidence. But with what he knew about Qing Yu, the woman killed through the quadrant, and it was a matter of how much state she could leave - Griffith thought that he could still fight somewhat.

But Hua Ye ......

Hey! This garbage, moth, which does not belong to this era, encounters Qingyu is almost an instant second life, and it is rare that he has a number in his heart, when he goes out, even if it is a short date, it will be soft and hard to keep Griffith from leaving him a kilometer away.

After about a month of such caution, when the two of them were accustomed to it, and even thought that it was far away, the woman in her fate suddenly came in an unexpected way.

It was about one evening, the sun was not shining, and there were a few black clouds floating in the sky.

Hua Ye received an invitation from Miss Miss Miss Mi Sizhen to go to the local reception for the exchange of nobles and celebrities. I don't know if this woman figured it out, or if she was really born open-minded, when the phone called, she was quite enthusiastic, but as soon as Hua Ye heard that there was a drinking party, he readily agreed to pass.

Griffith was forcibly dragged by him to the door of the clubhouse, but fortunately, Hua Ye also knew that Griffith didn't like the noisy atmosphere now, so he let him guard at the door, and he was the doorman and goalkeeper.

Anyway, what kind of drinking party in the world is worthy of the big demon surrendering his identity as a goalkeeper to guard, the answer is almost no, so Griffith very calmly walked away after Hua Ye entered the club.

Descending the evening streets, through tree-lined paths, and trampling through a patch of fragrant grass, Griffith came to a park that had closed its doors.

He found a place without a camera, climbed the low wall of the park and climbed over it, and after work, the park was only an empty courtyard, and there was not even a shadow of people.

The demon walked along the cobblestone path and finally sat down on a stone in the shape of a lying silkworm by the lake. He looked down and saw that in the turquoise water, fish were breathing shallowly out of the water, blue shrimp were paddling past, and in the deeper places, the shadows of seaweed were swaying with the current.

Griffith was distracted for a moment, and he seemed to remember some white-gold sandy lake many years ago. Then, I don't know when, in the reflection of that lake, a bright red reflection dragged a long tail flame from the far away sky, and the momentum broke through the sky amazingly.

The big demon was stunned for a moment, then raised his head.

In the dark sky, the orange-red meteor shot straight from the sky, and he looked up for a moment, and the epidemic slowly pressed down, and finally smashed on the edge of the lake in the park, causing an astonishing collapse.

The 'meteor', which was less than two cubic meters in size, smashed through the path built by the lake, knocked out a large circular hole, and then the lake water poured in, and the red iron bumps that had just broken through the atmosphere and burned all over the body rushed together, and the white smoke overflowed, rushing up to a height of more than ten meters.

Griffith's unclear 'ah...... Ahhhhh......h

The sound of low footsteps swept across the water, and in the thick mist, the woman who had been remembered by a man a long, long time ago gradually became clear.

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In his spare time, Griffith had thought about what would become of the Biaohuhu woman who liked to play in the water with her belly on the banks of the Intafar River thousands of years later, and he also thought about it with bad taste, after a hundred years, a thousand years, that stupid girl would not become a village girl, with a big oily head, or simply become a girl with mixed hair, tattoos on her body, and cut off your whole family when she opened her mouth and closed her mouth.

The years are too long, there are always things that will surprise people, Griffith actually had some preparations, but when he actually saw the woman, the big demon was still distracted for a while.

Today's Qingyu has long since faded the innocence and liveliness of the past, compared to before, she has grown taller, and the color of her skin is much darker and darker after many years, like the color of wheat in the dark clouds of autumn.

The woman's face was covered with cold frost, and a cross scar was carved on the left side of her face, suggesting the suffering and grievances of the woman during these lonely and long journeys.

"It seems that you haven't had a good life all these years." Griffith sighed.

"Thank you." The woman's tone was cold, and she couldn't hear too much emotion.

The big demon smiled lightly:

"That's right."

The conversation fell silent, and the woman got straight to the point, gathering strength, and her left arm slowly extended and hardened, over her waist and knee, and down to the ground, coiled into a circle of dark chains.

Ignoring the big demon's current childlike form, Qing Yu was able to rely on his instinct to be able to see the man with a warm smile in front of him, standing on the hillside and lighting up the entire sky, and also killed the people of his own clan.

Griffith touched his head speechlessly, probably lamenting the woman's thousand-year-old impatience, and sighed heavily, he said to himself:

"It's a problem."

The swarthy chains poked out their heads like black snakes, one of which wrapped around Qing Yu's body and climbed high on his left shoulder, while the other cut several S-curves on the turf, brushed aside the grass, and leaned towards Griffith.

The body fluttered in the wind like autumn leaves, and the black 'poisonous snake' with a triangular barb passed by, and sank into the wall behind it with a thud.

The chain that is the main body of the green feather is very hard and sharp, almost like cutting through the wall like tofu, and then turning back effortlessly, leaving a curved path of chains that break through the wall on the wall.

Griffith jumped high and stepped on the chains, and the black was immediately refracted back, and he hung upside down in the air and turned 360 degrees, and between the flying of his clothes and shoes, the chains pierced the man's coat, and with a stab, they exploded into five smaller chains, and five living creatures stabbed at the man's head, chest, armpits, and dantian.

Griffith's right index finger pointed out, and a little clear spring condensed on the tip of his silver finger, which suddenly spread out into a film of water.

The five small chains formed by a thick chain bursting in the center instantly pierced the 'water film', causing ripples, and then twisted away from the original direction as if the light would be refracted and bent when it entered the water.

Griffith stepped out, bypassing the messy chain bundle, stepping out in one step, through the 'water film'.

The short body twisted in the water film, 'refracted' to a distance from its original position, and Griffith leaped into the air, almost directly above the green feather.

His left hand touched his waist shallowly, and his belt slipped off, and he was shaken by Griffith's shaking hand, and it straightened into a long sword. The long sword was exposed to the air, and in just a moment, it turned from soft to hard, and became a lead-gray sharp thing.

The big demon grabbed the knife in his left hand, his eyes were calm, and he slashed down on his head.

The cold woman with a cross knife flower carved on her face raised her head and looked at the man who was jumping in the air.

The black chains that had climbed on her shoulders also raised their heads, as if spitting out forked letters like snakes, and the chains slid around and coiled into a black eggshell-shaped cover.