Plus in his previous life, Xiao An hadn't been very drunk, but today he was drunk.

I drank the grain wine that was a specialty of this town, and when I was drunk, I was in a daze, and I found a haystack to lie down, and I lay down from night to day......

It seems to have returned to the time when I was a prophet in the Sheep Village in the Qingqing Grassland, and now that I think about it, that time was also very good, at least there were not too many worries.

People grow because as they grow up, the amount of information they receive gradually increases, and the way they process information becomes more comprehensive.

Xiao An regretted a little, why should he be curious.

If he was ignorant, like a role-playing game, there wouldn't be so much entanglement and pain.

Maybe......

However, no god can reverse the flow of time.

All that had happened was both a pair of hands pushing him and his struggle to jump out of the river......

What can he do until now?

What could he say?

Who to complain about? Who to talk to even for a while? He has no friends, no!

"I'm such a piece of shit! Rubbish! ”

He shouted at the gloomy sky, not knowing who he was shouting to.

In the hotel room, by the window, the somewhat small figure stood there, staring at Xiao An's figure in the distance, she bit her lip, but did not do much.

She just told Xiao An something, and Xiao An thought of it, but didn't want to admit it.

The reason is actually very simple, because of the existence of the Angel Temple, the Bright Primordial Temple has developed to the point where the Divine King Source Temple cannot be balanced. ’

For this higher plane, the beings of the Primordial Temple of Light are extremely important, but equally, they are also blocked out by the twilight of the gods, which is also our last chance. ’

'Before Ragnarok is broken, we must clean up this plane to the point where there is no power of faith for the time being, otherwise, the Primordial Temple of Light will inevitably wage a divine war around this place, and when the time comes, it will no longer be one plane, but a hundred and ten......

This reason is impossible for Xiao An to refute.

He wanted a righteousness to destroy the world, and Wendy Maya gave him a righteousness.

In comparison, destroying this world that has lost its balance will save the other planes.

If you look at it from this point of view...... To use the simplest analogy, it is of course better to let a billion intelligent lives die than to let tens of billions or hundreds of billions of lives die......

But......

"Lao Tzu is so unconvinced! Not convinced! Yes! ”

Xiao An suddenly shouted like a drunken madman, and in the corner under the frightened haystack, a pair of young men and women who were about to hug each other hurriedly ran away.

If I knew this was the case, it was better to be a demon king.

Depend on!

If you do bad things, you can avoid war in other worlds, how good, you are still happy, and you don't have to be so tormented and entangled!

"Keep going like this! I'm about to become mentally ill! ”

"Young people...... Young man......"

There was a shout from under the haystack, Xiao Anmu sat up, burped, and looked down groggyly.

It was an old man, bent over his waist, with his hands behind his back, shouting with some worry below: "Young man, don't give up on yourself because of a little love and love, uncle, I am a person from the past, and everything will pass." But don't burn the haystack anymore, it's the feed for horses and cattle in winter. ”

Burning haystacks?

What is this and what?

Xiao An grabbed the wine bottle in his hand and poured it into his mouth, but he didn't pour out half a drop of wine after pouring it twice, and threw the bottle out casually with a little powerlessness.

Ping!

Fortunately, the old man was agile, and he raised his hands and legs to flash to the side, and the wine bottle fell against his shoulder and exploded at his feet.

The old man scolded: "You kid, why don't you know what to do!" ”

"Hiccup," Xiao An smiled silly, spread his arms and lay down again.

The old man jumped to his feet and cursed twice, sighed again, walked away with his hands behind his back, and soon came back again.

The old man was also kind, and first swept all the wine bottle crumbs on the ground to the side of the road with a broom, and saw that Xiao An was still lying on it, and shouted again: "Boy? Where is your home? Why haven't I seen you? ”

"Who, who?" Xiao An sat up staggered, and then smiled silly, "Yo, it's you again, uncle." ”

The old man sighed a little helplessly, and beckoned to Xiao An, "Come down, you come down, kid, the uncle told you." ”

Xiao An rubbed his eyelids, and in a trance, he seemed to have returned to his college days, and the time he threw the wine bottle down in the dormitory on the second floor, wasn't he called by the dormitory manager?

That is, how did the dormitory manager's uniform change?

When did it become fashionable to wear this kind of clothing? And got a strip of cloth tied to the outside?

"Uncle, you have changed your hairstyle, this little braid is tied up, and it has personality."

"You bastard! Lao Tzu was this hairstyle forty years ago! ”

"Hiccup!" Xiao An hiccuped, looked for the dormitory door and stairs next to him, and after looking for a long time, he simply jumped down from the 'window' and sat down on the ground.

Xiao An looked at the old man with a pair of drunken eyes, and hurriedly smiled: "Uncle, you misunderstood, the wine bottle just now was not thrown by me, it was another dormitory running my dormitory...... Hiccup, it's the dorm next door anyway. ”

The old man looked confused, but he seemed to remember something, and said with a smile, "Who threw it then?" ”

"A dark shadow, whoosh," Xiao An gestured meaninglessly with his hands, his face full of seriousness, "just flashed past. I think this must be a deliberate framing by other dormitories, trying to get rid of a strong competitor in the next civilized boys' dormitory selection. ”

What is this!

The old man was a little messy, but looking at Xiao An's appearance, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he said with a smile: "Do you want to drink?" ”

"Yes! Hey, think! Xiao An blushed and swallowed.

"Sit down here, uncle, go get you wine."

Xiao An sat down on the stone next to the haystack very honestly like a primary school student, took a sharp long sword out of his hand, looked at it, and suddenly felt that this Leng Feng sword was not majestic without a scabbard, so he put the sword away.

grabbed the broom left by the old man, sat majestically on the small stone, and raised his head with a righteous face.

Probably, all the guys who grew up watching martial arts movies have a complex of fighting swords and going all over the world in their dreams.

"What is this guy up to?" Wendy Maya frowned, put on her cloak, and slowly disappeared from the window......

Of course, she couldn't use any power now, just a mortal body.

Wendy Maya left through the door and walked out of the hotel, wanting to bring Shawn back. If the drunk Xiao An wantonly exerted the power of the Undead Holy Wizard, the destruction of this town would only be instantaneous, and it would inevitably be noticed by the Light Order at that time.

But just as she was about to walk towards Xiao An, the old man walked back with a wine bottle, and sat next to Xiao An, continuing to 'pour wine' for Xiao An.

Wendy Maya rolled her eyes, feeling that this is a little drunkard meeting an old drunkard?

She looked at the neighborhood and walked to a tea shop on the side of the road, not far from Xiao An's side, where she could hear what was being said.

Xiao An: "What kind of wine is this?" Why is it so sweet? ”

A certain uncle: "This wine has a lot of energy, if you don't drink it, give it to me." ”

"Hey, something else, it's rare for you to have fun with your students like this, drink, I you at will...... Hiccup, you're so casual, uncle, you're blatantly raising fish, it's not suitable, right? ”

"Fish farming? Oh, you're saying I have a lot left, okay, I'll drink it too. ”

Wendy Maya holds her forehead in one hand, does she hear that this is a fusion of the cultures of the two worlds?

"Do you need anything?"

The proprietress of the tea shop came over and asked with a smile, she was wearing a simple long dress, but she was very clean.

"A cup of tea, some snacks," Wendy Maya's small hand reached out in her cloak and placed a few silver coins aside.

The proprietress happily put away the silver coins and went in to get busy.

Over there, Xiao An was already shoulder-to-shoulder with the old man, drinking cup after cup of drink that should be similar to honey water.

"Well, Uncle Locke is thinking of his son again," sighed the proprietress who had come with tea and snacks.

"What's wrong with this old man's son?" Wendy Maya asked.

"He gave his precious and young life for the light, and he is the hero of our town." The proprietress sighed softly, "His son insisted on dedicating himself to the light, but old Locke didn't allow it, and his son finally got drunk and made a big fuss, and burned his family's haystack, left home directly, and joined the legion of the Light Order." ”

"And then?"

"Some time ago, Little Locke's medal returned to the town," the proprietress looked a little gloomy, "There is a man-eating demon in the north, and Little Locke's legion went to crusade, although the battle was won, but Little Locke ...... Seeing this, old Locke thought of his son again. ”

Man-eating demon ...... The undead, is it?

Those undead were indirectly made by Xiao An, Wendy Maya knew about it, and Xiao An asked Ivy to throw the Lich King to the Holy Continent......

Wendy Maya stretched out her two small hands, held the teacup and drank it, not listening to the noise of the two old and the young.

Xiao An felt in a trance that he had a dream.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to the most decadent days of his college, skipping classes to play games, chasing anime crazily, and sneaking out to watch comic exhibitions with sunglasses.

But the strange thing is that there is only one dormitory old man in the dream, and this old man is exceptionally easy-going, and he drinks with himself.

"Ah......h

opened his mouth and shouted, the headache of a hangover is unavoidable no matter how strong the mental power is, probably.

Xiao An slowly sat up from the bed and looked at the layout of the room, which should be the hotel room he had booked with Wendy Maya.

Didn't he run out to drink?

Got drunk and came back?

On the chair next to her, a small figure curled up in a deep sleep, her cloak and hat slid off in her sleep, revealing a small face.

But somehow, there seemed to be tear stains in the corners of her eyes.

‘…… If it weren't for the fact that he knew that you were a god king, he would really take care of you as an ignorant little girl. ’

Xiao An sighed helplessly, got up on the bed, walked to the window, and watched the sunset in the west.

Under the sunset, an old fellow hunched over the streets, clutching an empty wine bottle, wandered around the streets......

If it was in the original world, it would be like this when I was old.

Very good.