Chapter 207: Unintentional and Conspiracy
"Are you crazy?"
Peaceful? He frowned and looked at his friend, who seemed strange to him. He did know that after knowing Wu Wu for so many years, this person had always been a complete madman under the appearance that seemed to be much quieter than him. But this thing ...... It's almost to the point of challenging the imagination, let Yan? There is almost nothing to say.
"Or am I dreaming?" After a while, he held back another sentence.
"You heard me right, and I didn't say it right." Wu was terribly calm, and this ordinary sentence was as skillful as if it had been stated a thousand times in his heart, "What do you think the 'appreciation of the gods' is?" The so-called test is nothing more than a bells and whistles to fool the stupid. Those trials, which are merely a slight intimidation, are enough to deter people. Actually, it's not that much trouble at all, that group of people, they have the qualifications to solve the problem if they can't solve it, so they go and solve the person who raised the problem. Isn't that the most effective way to do it? β
"They're ...... Mistake. β
"There is a common saying in human beings: luck is part of strength. While I did scoff at it, it sounded like some kind of incompetent...... Excuses, or excuses. But there is also another angle of understanding. Think about it, if they couldn't even defeat an evil god, they would still be able to get these magic weapons and get to where they are today? In my opinion, strength is part of luck. β
Peaceful? Still didn't speak for a long time. He didn't really know what to say, so he just kept silent. That kind of silent and solemn look looks a little out of place on his body with a always hippie smile, and something that doesn't look like him.
"Are you scared?" "You're afraid I'll fail, aren't you?" β
"I know you like to gamble most of the time, and I'll admit it, I'm a little scared." Peaceful? Turning around, looking at the chaotic forest, he turned his back to him and said, "I'm not afraid of your failure, but I'm afraid of your mistakes." None of us know what it means to be a 'heaven' and whether everything will be under control. And what does it take to gain such status and power - we don't know, how can you take such a risk? β
"I knowβI know something. These things are more or less predictable. The corners of her lips curled, "Have you forgotten the prophecy of the incense burner?" The Celestial Gods will not come, but will be born, and this is the future that cannot be changed. But they are not afraid, not at all, and even calmly prepare for those incredible tasks or give small favors that do not matter. They know their results, better than anyone else. All this is just a conspiracy, a trap, a trial, a foreshadowing for the birth of a new god. β
ββ¦β¦ But what about after that? Are you still you? "Yan? Turning his head, he stared into his pale purple pupils, "If you do it, if you succeed, if you transform into a so-called god...... Who are you? β
"What are you talking about?"
"What should I do? At that time, you stood in that position - will you still remember me? Like now? β
As if he was laughing angrily, Wu Wu straightened up from the stone wall he had been leaning on, stretched out his hands, and faced Yan? Say:
"You don't trust me? Time has long proven that I am always right, and you can just let go of what I ask you to do. Do you think I can't harness the power of 'heaven', or am I unworthy? Forget it, I'm not fighting you about this. Do you know what the power of heaven means? It was a power that broke through the six realms and could rival the Lord of Naraku's Bottom, and anyone would have thought of it. The 'heavens' can even drive the gods and make other gods rise
Dead back to life, so they are not afraid at all. Since I have this opportunity, why should I not fight? β
These words obviously could not convince Yan?. He realized that the essence of what the two were discussing did not seem to be on the same line at all. And no matter how he explained, it would be in vain, and the spider would not listen to what he said. He only recognizes what he believes in, and does not want or disdain to understand his own expression. He knew a long time ago that although they were friends, in the eyes of this guy, the positions of the two were never equal. He didn't care, but he insisted on doing it his own way, until today, until this field. Peaceful? Choose to remain silent. He began to rethink the meaning of everything the two of them had done so far.
It doesn't seem to make much sense.
He thought of an interesting analogy, but he couldn't laugh right now. The snake's walking route is to keep winding forward, silently, but after all, according to the established purpose, inch by inch, occasionally stagnating, wandering, and finally reaching the place where it wants to go, catching the prey it wants. And spiders are quieter than snakes. It lurks in dark corners all day long, silently weaving a huge net that is visible only to itself, patiently waiting for its prey to come forward on its own. When he came to the net and stared at this small figure, he suddenly found that it was one with the net behind him, and that was the whole picture of it.
Although they all lived in darkness, in shadow, in the dampness, between the dustless but filthy, the two could not be more different.
At the beginning, he himself was just passing the time, and with his appreciation and admiration for many aspects of Xuanwu, they would come together. In the eyes of Xuan Wu, he should be regarded as a rare character who can raise a glass with him. And it's obedient and easy to use - this is what Wu Wu is most satisfied with. And the days when I walked side by side with him are indeed memories worth remembering.
But those can only become memories after all.
"For so long...... I thank you. "Yan? Suddenly I figured something out, "But I'm not going to help you anymore." β
"What did you say?" "Didn't I hear it wrong?" β
His body suddenly leaned forward, Yan? It is clear that this is a precursor to an attack. Wu is not usually so impulsive, but now he is angry. So he turned sideways with instinct and sharpness. The prediction was not wrong, he knew him too well - I don't know when the sharp claws like sharp blades came out of the back of the black and now slammed into Yan? The position where he is standing. Its force pierced through the stone, revealing cracks like cobwebs. Peaceful? A few strands of hair on one side were shaved off and fell to the ground in a flutter.
"Then you're useless."
Peaceful? Sighing secretly, thinking to myself, I know. Wu is not really ruthless and unrighteous, he is just ...... I'm just angry. Because he thinks Yan? You must not disobey him, betray him, because he has never done soβthis has unconsciously formed an iron law. He had never intended to make him angry about this, but now it seemed that he had never done so.
Now it's different.
Wu took a step back, dodging his second attack with precision. He knew very well that the next step would be to lay a sharp net invisibly, and every attack would be accompanied by a silent next move. Even when he is angry, he will maintain the sanity that is rare in the confrontation, which is also Yan? Appreciate a certain point. So he was ready to jump off this cliff, out of all the traps he could set. But in Yan? When he found his foothold, he fell heavily to the ground when he climbed off the cliff.
Yes...... It's not the ground. He propped himself up and saw himself clearly
The place where you have fallen. It was a few giant thorns that suddenly grew from the cliff and caught him like arms. All he needed to do was wave his hand, and he almost forgot that this guy was also proficient in spells. Wu came to the edge of the cliff, his face calm, and his dark skin looked even darker. He looked down condescendingly at the "traitor", and the limbs behind him were raised like demonstratively. He could have pierced him directly with a spike, but no, he probably preferred to deal with the perpetrators he saw as betrayal.
"You're so daring."
It's a woman's voice. When she turned around, she saw a pair of crimson shoes falling to the ground. With the effort of lifting his eyes, Lingge had already withdrawn his wings. When did she come? It seems to have been perched somewhere nearby a long time ago, but the other two didn't care. She took two steps forward and looked fearlessly at the dark-faced spider demon in front of her.
"So?" He didn't care, "You're here to meddle?" If not, you can go. If I'm willing, I may be able to bring your beloved Divine Bird back to the worldβas long as you don't get in my way. β
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Lingge's warm eyes stared directly at him, silent, not knowing what he was thinking. At this moment, a wave of water from nowhere was like a rope, bringing Yan on the cliff? Rolled down. By the time Wu reacted and looked down, the guy had already fled.
"Tsk." He was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't plan to chase it.
"Looks like you're short of manpower."
"I don't think you're going to do better than him." Wu said coldly, "And I can do it alone." If you just want to resurrect Garuda, you don't have to do that. β
The Ling Ran aura on Ling Ge's body never seemed to retreat, but from a certain moment, it was no longer sharp.
"You didn't tell me at first that he still had a chance to live. Why? Don't you think it's a good bargaining chip? β
"Ah, there's no need for that." Wu shrugged, "I only like to do things at the smallest cost. I know, you won't refuse, why should I open a higher price? But it doesn't matter, you don't make me hateful, and I'll talk about that later. β
The mausoleum was silent for a long time. She watched the melee between the giant python and the tiny human, and suddenly asked:
"There's something I don't understand."
"Huh?"
"In the matter of the Nine Heavenly Kingdoms, why did the Yama Demon alone believe that only the python god needed to be sent to suppress impermanence, but he was indifferent to what the other gods were doing? You see, there may be more people who died at the hands of Maharaja than the system of Lord Garuda. β
"Ah, the man...... I always think I have the best arrangement, huh. It is probably only the python god who has destroyed too many souls and disturbed the precepts of the flow of reincarnation, making it impossible for them to be reincarnated. Oh, that's all He cares about. β
"Yes......" Lingge muttered softly.
"Isn't it?"
"Let me help you with something." She looked at the chaos below, "I can quickly discern the location of those artifacts. I'm not doing it for you, and I'm not doing it for him. Just to ...... I'm at ease. β
"It's very convincing."
The two stood side by side on the cliff again. Not long ago, they had held their heads high from a distance, looking at the dark scenery of Moon-Eating Mountain, as they did now. It's just that every time, Lingge doesn't know what is going on in his heart, but now he knows. And Wu Wu never cared what Lingge's heart thought.