() Chapter 460 rì out

"Garrod, you're talking about 'bad news'?" Malfurion smiled bitterly, there was probably no more "bad" news in the world, he sighed and asked, "How much time do we have left?" ”

"Fifty years. [Full text reading]"

"Fifty years...... "Malfurion, muttering the time, hoping for an eventuality, "can I stop this?" ”

Garrod smiled, "Old friend, you know that the only people who can change history are Titans. ”

Malfurion shook his head helplessly, "So what can I do?" ”

"Waiting for ......"

"Wait? Waiting for perdition? I can't think of anyone else in this continent who can deal with Kilgardan, even if it is Deathwing and the Lich King at the peak of his state, he can only bow down in front of Kilgardan, in order to deal with Akmund, we sacrificed the World Tree, in order to deal with Deathwing, we sacrificed a hero who has just risen, and now we don't have a second World Tree and a second god-level powerhouse to sacrifice! ”

Garrod smiled slightly, "Old friend, it's useless for you to worry, history is already doomed, we just need to witness." ”

"You've said that a million times," Malfurion grumbled impatiently, knowing that it was impossible to extract any more information from Garrod's mouth.

The two were silent for a long time, and Garrod suddenly looked at the sky and said faintly: "Rì is out of ......"

Malfurion looked up at the sound, and in the far east, the clouds had turned a striking crimson sè, and the newborn sun was struggling to pierce the clouds, and the sun seemed to be carrying a heavy load, rising little by little from the sky.

The clouds slowly turned from crimson to boiling molten gold, and finally, the sun broke through the clouds, illuminating the valley of Mount Hyjal, illuminating the whole land.

Malfurion silently looked at the sky, the morning light like broken gold sprinkled on his old face, he took a deep breath, and muttered, "Yes, rì is out of ......"

"The sun, which bears the load, achieves the moment the light bursts out of the darkness, the sun will always rise, and we are only witnesses......"

"I get it......"

The darkness in the valley dissipated, and in the high canopy of oak trees, countless crystal leaves could be faintly seen bathing in the morning light, and the two old men looked at each other without saying a word, and time seemed to freeze at that moment......

In a dense forest at the junction of the Neutral and Guard territories, Qiqi was digging a pit with two little heads, Meimei watched Qiqi busy on the side, and asked helplessly: "Why are you working so hard, just blast a pit with a mouthful of liquid fire?" ”

Qiqi glanced at Meimei, "It's hard to explain it to you with your IQ, we have to keep it secret, do you want to keep it low-key?" Otherwise, if any energy fluctuations are left behind and the Nefarian guy finds it, I won't lose a lot, this thing is a treasure left to me by the boss. ”

"Hmph, your bear-like appearance may not be needed until the day the universe is destroyed." Meimei pursed her lips disdainfully, obviously disdainful of Qiqi's act of covering her ears and stealing the bell.

At this moment, Qiqi's body suddenly shook, and he stopped his movements blankly, "Boss...... Boss he ......"

"What's wrong?" Mei Mei Zheng didn't know why, and then her face changed, and she clearly felt that at that moment, the connection between her body and Gu Nansheng's jīng god was severed, in other words, Gu Nansheng had been released from the summon, and from now on, she was no longer a summoning pet.

"Brother Gu...... Why did he do it? Meimei was puzzled.

"Boss, he doesn't want to ......" Qiqi said this, tears were already rolling in his eyes, he remembered that in the first test, he almost died because of absorbing the heart of the blood feather, when Gu Nansheng gave him the power of his life origin, and then Qiqi finally survived, and he shared his life with Gu Nansheng.

Gu Nansheng broke them out this time just to lift the summons, he didn't want his ruined life to affect Qiqi. At the same time, it also shows that Gu Nansheng no longer has any nostalgia for life, he just wants to die quietly.

Boss, have you really given up hope...... Qiqi looked in the direction of Mo Cheng, with tears in his eyes, silent......

Time is like a merciless river, never stopping, on a bleak winter morning, Gu Nansheng came to a nameless town, at this time time it has been fifteen years since the battle with Deathwing, Gu Nansheng's body has been slowly aging, and now, his strength has returned to the level of the second or third level of a transferred soldier, and his strength cannot even break a rock.

The mornings in the town are exceptionally quiet, with puffs of smoke rising from the cooking, early farmers carrying hoes to the fields, and vendors pushing carts shouting all the way, everything seems peaceful and uneventful.

Looking at the lives of ordinary people, Gu Nansheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, I am afraid that he will have to spend the rest of his life in such an environment in the future......

At this time, Gu Nansheng was wearing a black robe, carrying a giant sword wrapped in strips of cloth, and there was a faint scar on his bare neck, which almost severed his carotid artery, which was left by him when he was a mercenary.

Over the years, Gu Nansheng has traveled to many places and seen small people in all shapes and sizesèsè, and unconsciously, he has also become one of them, and he can no longer distinguish each other.

The only thing that could symbolize his status as a warrior was the Ash Bringer with the giant sword on his back.

When Gu Nansheng was transferred to the Warrior Guild in Mocheng, he used this sword as a weapon, and the Ash Messenger at that time had lost its brilliance because of the injuries he had suffered in the battle with Deathwing, and had become an ordinary sword, I am afraid that even if the former owner of the Ash Messenger, Mograine, saw this sword, at most he would regard it as an imitation of the Ash Messenger - and the most shoddy imitation.

Later, Gu Nansheng lost his inventory, and many of his equipment were sealed, and most of the small items taken out were placed on Qiqi and Meimei.

With the departure of Qiqi and Meimei, only this sword remained in Gu Nansheng's hands, all these years he traveled south and north, and has been fighting with this sword that is also in decline, no one would have thought that this plain one person and one sword has an earth-shattering history.

"It's time to say goodbye to the battlefield...... Will you be content with a dull life? Gu Nansheng muttered to himself, not knowing if he was asking the Ash Envoy or asking himself.

The breeze blew, and the Ember Bringer seemed to let out a soft groan, inaudible if it were nothing.