Chapter 1 I want to love the world

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The starting mountain, which was originally the most beautiful and peaceful mountain in the world, was contaminated with blood at this time, and the murderous aura that rushed to the sky, and the blood mist all over seemed to make people think that this was the stage of Shura, the hell on earth.

In fact, hell... I'm afraid that's not it!

Zhang Chen sat alone on the top of the starting mountain, looking at the starting Dao Palace, which was built by himself with his own hands, but now turned into ruins, with billowing smoke, with no joy or sadness on his face.

He held the wine in one hand and raised his glass in the other, raised his head and drank the fragrant liquor, and suddenly smiled and chanted poetry.

"Drunk looking at the sky is not the sky, and the clouds alone are not clouds. As soon as life wakes up, it becomes a dream, and everything is empty. It's useless to guard the Dao Palace alone, it's better to dissipate the smoke and rain!Hahahaha, good poetry, good poetry!"

As he spoke, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

The sleeve robe on his body had long been torn, and his body was covered with blood. He knew that the battle he... He didn't feel sorry for himself when he lost, he did enough for the world. However, he was tired. The weariness of his heart had already shattered him. He never cared about anything, except for the wisp of green silk, a delicate and silly face.

He, I want to go with him...

Exhaled lightly, stood up and looked down the mountain, the dense figure was full of figures, staring nervously at the peak of the mountain. They are afraid, they are in awe! At the same time, they feel a little guilty.

Zhang Chen shouted loudly: "The nameless kite under the mountain has turned into the beginning of the beginning, if Zhang Chen is not there in the future, why will the beginning of the emperor? Everyone, this continent has given me too much Zhang Chen, and has also taken away too many important things from me, now that the stars are tired and the sun has gone out, I should also leave! You don't need to send each other, if possible, we will see you in the future!"

Seemingly slightly mocking, but without much speech, he closed his eyes slightly, jumped into the starting mountain as high as tens of thousands of feet, and his body gradually became illusory, and then dissipated into this mountain.

If I could, I really wanted to love the world! Can we ever see each other again? This world, I really... Tired!

Zhang Chen, the first emperor, was born in the late 136 years, died in 459 years of encirclement and suppression by the sects, the calendar number law, the creation of the Dao Palace, laid the foundation of the human race, after the death of the self-respecting emperor. The human race collapsed, and all beasts rose. It began with chaos and ended with desolation.

The autumn breeze is slight, soft as a mother's palm caressing all things, this child who has fallen asleep, the night is already deep......

In the wilderness of a mountain forest, there is a hidden thatched hut, and the old man in his old age lies flat on the bed, looking at the hard-working young man, he seems to fall into memory. came back to his senses and shouted to the busy young man: "Wuyue, don't be busy, come and listen to the ghost grandfather's story, this time it's your favorite story of the first emperor!"

The young man hurriedly replied, "Got it, grandpa!" After speaking, he quickly put the wooden basin in his hand on the table, jumped onto the bed.

"Oh, light, if you trample on my old bones and die, then who will tell you a story. As he spoke, he stroked a handful of Moonless's head with his large, rough hands, and then took out a book from under the pillow.

The book is slightly broken, but with a long-term atmosphere, the cover is used in the fur of unknown beasts, with dark red stains on it, open it only to see the yellow paper inside curled up, but you can still see the vague small characters from it, the old man seems to fall into memory, only to hear him read slowly: "The ancient times have just opened, and the human race is weak....."

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