There are thousands of changes in the world, but people's hearts are self-controlled.

"A dream, like a dream!" Thirteen looked at the sunset at the end of the sky, telling the people next to him about his thoughts.

Is the dream yours or someone else's dream? Are you intruding into someone else's world, or is someone else coming into your heart?

Looking at the sunset at the end of the sky, Li Chonglong said: "The clouds and smoke are all songs of red dust." ”

Familiar people, strange worlds, noisy red dust, lonely nights.

"Is Li Chonglong, right? Will the people you miss still reunite?"

The wind has passed, the night is quiet, and it is still that world, but the heart has long been different.

"Ha, Mao Thirteen, just remember the appearance, didn't you remember the name?"

"I don't know, some people say that heaven is destined, some people say that fate is destined, some people say that fate arranges, these are just other people's words, if you want to see it, then go and see it!"

"Even after a long absence, after a long absence, it is still relatively silent, fateless, helpless, it is better than deceiving yourself here. ”

"Thank you! What a kind man. ”

.........

"Wang, Wang, Wang!"

Since the camel master and the blind woman disappeared, this dog seems to be very active, changing the laziness of the past, and there is no longer the same as before, how much does it make Thirteen feel unreal?

And this guy is also the patron saint of the village, and he has never heard of it before.

"Wang, boy, what are you looking at?" Seeing the arrival of Thirteen, Hu Longwei walked slowly with its short tail wagging its tail.

"Tiger Longwei" is the dog that is often led behind by the camel master, and it is also the guardian god of the village's "ancestral tomb", and the older generation of the village calls him the dog emperor.

And the lump of meat lying on top of his head is the legendary "ancestral spirit", and the small black mud hanging around his neck is also the totem of the village.

The little beast followed them all day long, and although the snake and rat nest did not do anything bad, they just couldn't see a shadow for several days.

The most annoying thing is the "Hope of a Dragon in the Village" on this dog's buttocks, a few eye-catching big characters, and the stinging young man's eyes are hot and painful.

"Long time no see, I'll take a casual look. Thirteen jumped down from a height and landed beside Hu Longwei.

"Don't open your mouth, I'm embarrassed when others see a man and a dog talking here. Before he could speak, Hu Longwei took the lead and said.

"You see, this is a group of puppets who are about to die, holding distant dreams all day long, but never facing reality, just eating and waiting for death, day after day, year after year. ”

"Can you say they're wrong?"

"The years are changing, the heavens and the earth are changing, and they are still the same, from the previous life to the world, now the world is the world. ”

"Whether it is all things in the world or all the spirits in the world, waiting is the most terrible thing, and at the same time the happiest thing. ”

"When joy comes, it's all worth it. ”

Thirteen and Eleven rolled his eyes, feeling that he couldn't understand what he was saying, and he couldn't guess what he meant.

"That, God of War, I don't really understand what you say!"

The wind passes, and the world is quiet.

After the overturning of the river and the sea subsided, the anger was extinguished.

Hu Longwei had been defeated, he never thought that this was a group of flowing supreme bloodline races, although the years had passed, and thousands of heroes and heroes had been wiped out.

But, but,......

Even if the emperor's blood is beheaded in the ninth generation, the imperial vein is broken in the tenth generation, and the king's soul dies in a hundred generations, there will always be the slightest opportunity, so that his descendants will have signs of atavism, in the glory of the present and ancient times, and revive the fame of the clan.

However, in this group of people, there is no hope at all, it is really mediocre, and there is no trace of the blood of their ancestors at that time.

The little black mud hung in the wind and fluttered, swaying back and forth, appearing in front of Hu Longwei's eyes from time to time, and said: "It seems that we have planned something for a thousand years, and we have to cut it in half again." ”

Now their conversation sounded in each other's minds, and outsiders couldn't hear it at all, even if Thirteen stood beside them.

"You always trust non-people, and you always ask for non-people, miss this time, how many times do you have to wait to have the opportunity now. ”

"Since the departure of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox, I can feel that the original divine power has disappeared without a trace, which also reflects from the side, which is unusual here. A large mass of white flesh on the top of his head also passed the sound at the right time.

Hu Longwei squinted his eyes, looked at the distant heaven and earth, enjoyed the good time, and after listening to their analysis, he said: "Well, we have been asleep for too long, but that trace of breath will not be wrong, that woman, the blood of the ancient heavenly realm that is definitely spreading, and that man has a strong blood of the king flowing in his body." ”

"And the two mysterious lights that flew back from the sky, although they were well hidden, they also revealed the breath of God, and from this point we can judge that the mysterious power in Li Changqing's body in the past was because of their existence, which would make us misjudge. ”

"However, everything is not important now, everything that can stop us here is dissipated one by one, and the rest are gone, and those who are far away are gone, and these things are not to worry about. ”

"But isn't that what we're facing?"

Seeing that Hu Longwei didn't speak again, Thirteen suddenly felt bored.

Li Chonglong has to deal with the affairs in the village, organize people and horses to hunt, take care of these lonely old people, and worry about these half-grown children.

Instead, he has nothing to do.

"What do you want to do so much?" the boy shook his head, leaving aside his unhappiness, and walked to the training grounds.

He came to the venue, holding a golden and iron giant sword, a giant sword weighing more than a hundred and ten pounds, and he was playing with him, he was angry and bloody, and then slashed, and the last invisible air wave output, like a lightning bolt piercing the sky, and the white light rushed into the distance.

He was very irritable in his heart, many people he knew were gone, and the people he played with also went to the Qiyan tribe, and now he was the only one left, and he felt that he was alone, how much he was not used to it?

What's more, the camel master and the blind woman are gone, and he dreamed that day, and after he first woke up, he received this indisputable fact, how much he hoped that it was false, just like last time, after crying and making trouble, it was still the same.

However, dreams are dreams after all, and no matter how beautiful a dream is, there is a moment of shattering.

The myth of the giant eagle, the myth of the giant baby, the son of the dragon in the legend of the gods, has the ability to change the heavens and the earth, and can also manipulate the wind and thunder of the heavens and the earth, and can also destroy the gods and the wilderness.

I never thought that the people who had lived with me for so long would be so powerful that they could fight against myths, cut the heavens and the earth, and open mountains and rivers.

I heard them say that on that day, the sky fell apart, and the domineering sun and moon were gone, tearing the entire sky apart and staining the clouds with blood.

Three-foot dream platform, flying dreamer. The myth of the giant eagle, the son of the Tyrannosaurus.

The camel master who changed his previous image, wearing gold and silver robes, like the god of war in the sky, the clouds and waves between his hands turned into the air, and the heavenly mirror shattered when he fell.

The blind woman, like the goddess of the ancients, watched the battle between the two above the clouds.

The god of war of the sky wielded the weight of tens of millions of catties, and the power of the full force of the attack made the myth of the giant eagle difficult to parry every time.