The light and shadow of everything in front of Griffith's eyes went out and disappeared, and fell into darkness, leaving only a withered and emaciated bronze index finger, which passed through the darkness one after another, slowly penetrating time and air layers in the air, stirring up circles of golden ripples. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's like a slow-motion, slow-moving finger, a circle of clearly visible diffuse ripples, and the pale golden transparent ripple texture is clearly visible.

The old man's withered fingers approached silently and firmly, and in the whole field of vision, there was only that piece of withered yellow. From far to near, the mountains that form the obscurity of the leaves fill the entire field of vision.

It is mighty, and even the momentum seems to have become thick and solemn, like a behemoth.

Then the withered finger slowly and unstoppably 'slammed' between Griffith's eyebrows, and in an instant, he seemed to hear a loud bell and a roar exploding from the interface of the finger to the forehead, and the whole ear buzzed wildly. The color of the sky begins at the point where the finger touches the forehead, and gradually condenses into a fairytale-like gold.

Then Griffith felt a slippery warmth in his ears and under his nostrils, as if blood was running down of them.

His entire vision began to shake upside down, like cracked lenses, filled with tiny spiderweb-like cracks.

A loud voice shouted, "Go, go down the unfinished road......

The aftermath lingered, and the roar continued in the ears.

This went on for an indefinite amount of time, and Griffith felt something in his body coming out of his body, and he struggled with all his strength. That glorious world of golden light, in the writhing struggle of the great demon, shattered into a little bit of smoke and dust, tearing open to reveal the vast void behind the gold......

Suddenly opened his eyes, like a dream in Nanke, Griffith found that what he had seen with his eyes and heard with his ears before was actually an empty dream.

In the entire underground hall, the old man quietly half-squinted his eyes, maintaining the same posture as ever towards him.

The dust and sawdust in the air were still drifting, Griffith turned his head stiffly, and on the other side of his gaze, the surprised expressions of the captain of the Criminal Department and Xu Zixuan had not faded.

Obviously, I was in a dream before, and the long time that I don't know how long I had spent was just a glimpse of time in real life.

Even the smoke and dust could not settle.

For the man and woman on the other end of the line, maybe just seeing Griffith sit down in front of the old man, he may not even have time to capture the details of his expression.

That's all.

Griffith withdrew his gaze, and the old man on the other side, who had lived for an unknown number of years, had closed his eyes by this time. His skin became more and more flabby, and his thin body resembled a dried wood carving, giving people a light sense of corruption.

He's dead.

At this moment, Griffith clearly felt that the old man's exuberant spiritual power was dissipating unscrupulously, like a grand firework.

This man who doesn't know where to go and why, may only leave a little mark between the eyebrows of the big demon in his life.

He has his own view of life and power, and has taken a unique path, and if he is given a longer time, the old man will have the opportunity to go to a higher landscape to see.

The triangular wave held his body strongly, and he lived until now, waiting for the person who could inherit his will and continue to move forward.

In fact, he died twenty years ago.

The old man has been breathing until now, using his spirit to drag his body to move, he never knows how long he will have to support it, and how long he can support it.

It's just that twenty years have passed in a flash, and sometimes when I think about it, twenty years is not as long as imagined.

Griffith examined the gift that the old man had given him in the last moments of his life, his expression a little strange and complicated.

The Great Demon's strength had been stuck at the peak of the middle stage of the fourth order for a long time, and finally today, using the total explosion of the old man's great power and spiritual power that he had accumulated for many years, he successfully broke through to the top stage of the fourth order.

This kind of thing is also inseparable from Griffith's accumulation.

On the other hand, the inheritance left in the mind of the big demon, the proof of the old man's existence, Griffith quickly browsed through his powerful soul.

The overall feeling is novel and insightful, and in some ways even genius ideas.

It's just limited to knowledge and environment, this thing is still too low-level for the big demon.

Therefore, what the triangular wave thinks and what needs to be inherited may be extremely precious to the people of this world, but for this former king of the Left Bank, the cause and effect beast who has seen too much high scenery, it is really not enough.

Therefore, the big demon did not intend to follow the old man's thoughts, and took his unfinished road - the big demon himself had a clearer path to follow, although accepting the old man's inheritance would immediately have an additional ability, but the big demon still insisted on going according to the original decision.

He doesn't like things that are too complicated, and that's no different in terms of strength.

In fact, Triangle Wave is not a person who has obvious achievements in the concept of right and wrong, and the original intention of Griffith's will inheritance is to directly engrave in the mind of the other party, and forcibly transform the will of the other party, so that he can 'willingly' embark on the path experienced by the old man.

It's just that although Griffith's current strength is only in the middle of the fourth order, the powerful Great Demon Soul has always been restrained in his body. The triangular wave relied on its own power to vigorously break through Griffith's physical defense, but as soon as the will of inheritance reached the center of the eyebrows, it was shocked by the powerful soul of the big demon, and between the eyebrows, the turtle shrank into a ball.

The big demon subconsciously touched the bulge in the center of his eyebrows with his hand, and its touch was like a circle of hard cables circling under the skin, spreading wisps of pinprick pain.

"Well, the quality of the inheritance is still relatively complete. Compared to people in this lower quadrant, such a inheritance can be regarded as a treasure in any way. ”

Thinking of this, Griffith smiled in a good mood, he had such a big opportunity for no reason, not only broke through the long-standing bottleneck of strength out of thin air. It has also obtained the inheritance of the treasure.

Even if this Inheritance Arcana cannot be used on its own, it is very cost-effective to exchange it for something or give it away.

Griffith, who was in a great mood, once again coaxed his glasses, the inky glasses covered most of his face, and he used a cold postmodernist expression to express his uncontrollable fluctuations.

It's just that now is not the time to clean up the treasure between his eyebrows, he pinched his chin with one hand and thought about it, and finally took out a Baijuan handkerchief from between his waist and abdomen, and waved his hand to cover the face of the old man who had been dead for a long time.

The demon stood up, held the table with his right hand, and turned.

In the cave of the Triangle Alliance, there are some things that still need to be understood.

In the underground hall, in addition to Griffith himself, there is also Xu Zixuan, the captain of the Criminal Department, who is standing in the iron bucket, and Liu Wei, the man known as the ogre......

"Ogre? ……”

The sound of the demon's raised voice resounded in the cave at this time, and he walked a few steps to the man who still had a kitchen towel on his chest.

"Entrusted by people, loyal to people, sorry Mr. Ogre......

When you get to that side, don't forget to explain to the master over there, it was Liang Qiuzhi of Quan Jichi who murdered you. ”

……

Time was pushed forward two weeks again, in the middle of December.

It was getting cold by this time, and Griffith was curled up in the warm bed, thinking about the previous day.

Originally, rescuing Xu Zixuan or accepting Quan Jichi's request for reinforcements was just a casual act of the big demon, and he didn't expect that so many things would happen later.

At this time, his body was adjusting to the increase in strength brought about by breaking through the bottleneck, and I believe that after a week, he will be able to fully grasp it.

The inheritance of the fifth-order peak powerhouse that was compressed between his eyebrows has now been taken down by Griffith, sealed by him in a piece of jade pendant, and placed in the basement of the temple for decoration.

And at the end of the entire ogre incident, Mr. J, as the commissioner of Kwon Jichi, should have been happy to turn the tide by himself.

Who knew that at the last moment, when Griffith bent down from the bucket to fish out Xu Da, who had been boiled with red skin, the 'mattress' skin on his face fell off his face at once, and Pia's fell on the water surface in the bucket, and the folds were wrinkled, and they didn't even sink to the bottom.

At that time, Griffith and Xu Zixuan were stunned for a moment, and the girl who had a good memory in the natural life opened her mouth and ......called 'ahhhhhhhhh You, you're ......', but when the words stopped, Griffith spun around twice in place with a big mouth, and he didn't know what to do.

However, this identity can be regarded as exposed.

Fortunately, the four-year-old girl is easy to fool. If a person is soft-spoken, no one will pay attention to what he says.

As for the 'mattress skin' that fell off for no reason, Griffith had finally checked the reason, it was directly hit by the powerful energy flow between the triangular waves, thus disconnected from the direct connection with Griffith's spirit, and he couldn't hang on his face for too long, and as soon as he bent over, he slipped into the water.

As for the guy called the ogre, he unfortunately saw Griffith's true face at the last moment, and he actually made him recognize the man in front of him as the one who attended his dinner party a few days ago.

So emotionally, I was a little embarrassed and excited.

For this person who saw his true face, how could Griffith leave him, three times five divided by two, secretly slapped a few palms on his body, destroying the function of some tissues and organs in the body, I believe it won't take too long, this famous brother Tai 'committed suicide in fear of sin'.