"Ahem, ahem, wait, wait, wait." I was a little puzzled, and hurriedly asked, "His junior brother... Withdrawn? What a retreat. ”

"Anyway, it's the lonely law." He said: "Bai Ze Shenjun's junior brother, it's very... That's the kind of thing you stand in front of him, and it won't be surprising if he pushes you late in the next second. ”

… There are still such people in the world.

I asked, "Then has he ever stood in front of him like that?" ”

"That's not it." Yushi said: "He just divided the body of a passer-by and five horses, and the rest of his body was hung in the sun for seven hundred and forty-nine days. That's not too late. ”

… I said helplessly: "This is called a withdrawn personality, this is obviously called neurosis and violent mania, is it good?" ”

Master Yu sighed and said, "Everyone thinks so, but something even stranger is coming. ”

"What's weird?" I asked

"Everyone knows that Bai Ze Shenjun's junior brother has a bad attitude towards him, and it can even be said to be very bad. But she can say that she is almost meticulous to his junior brother. Conniving and accommodating in every way. It seems really... Something was owed to him. For example... The master who killed both of them. And the name of his junior brother is called, Leng and Yan. ”

(Now let's take a time machine, activate the memory kill, which is not a memory kill, and go back in time to see the love-hate relationship between these two.) I don't want to do this either, but I think that let the above two people talk about you and me, just keep chattering, and when they finish chatting about such a big thing, it is estimated that everyone should also drop their mobile phones. ）

I don't know how many thousands of years ago, I don't know where. One after another of the green hills are stretched, and there is no end in sight. The green grass on it was neatly trimmed as if it had been trimmed with a ruler. The grass rustles in the wind. If you don't look closely, it's definitely a pleasant view.

However, behind a small hill, a dazzling red color shatters the pleasant landscape.

The corpse of a black horse was lying on its side on the ground, its belly disemboweled, and it was cut out of something for some reason. Blood was gurgling, and the heart was still throbbing, but the pupils had long since shrunk into a tiny dot.

Right next to the black horse, a man in black was half-kneeling beside it.

The man in black had his hands covered in horse blood on his face, and he was drawing some mysterious patterns on the grass with his fingers dipped in horse blood. The distortion of his laughter, the madness in his eyes, and the bloodstained appearance of him were simply a... Lunatic.

The man in black ignored the fact that the horse's body was still slightly spasmodic, and directly took out a dagger out of nowhere and cut its carotid artery. Brown blood flowed out, and I saw the man in black draw a twisted symbol in a few strokes, and then stood up casually, and slashed his wrist with the dagger in his hand. Bright red blood, ticking down in the middle of the symbol. A few traces of gold in the blood also faintly soaked into the ground with the flow of blood.

However, in an instant, the runes drawn with blood on the ground suddenly shone with golden light. The golden light gradually condensed into a golden vortex from point to surface. The man in black didn't seem to be surprised, but the expression on his face became more and more crazy.

The man in black leaned down slightly, leaned into the whirlpool, and disappeared strangely.

There is an old saying that life and death have their own destiny. Sometimes, it is indeed a blessing and a curse that is only in a moment. For example, Ding Tianer.

Ding Tianer is an ordinary person all his life. From childhood to adulthood, there are neither natural disasters nor human disasters. In this way, he grew up in his 40s in good health. According to the trajectory of a normal life, he married a daughter-in-law and gave birth to several children. Family harmony, neighborhood harmony. I saved up money to buy a carriage and also bought two old horses. Cheerleading a car as a coachman can also support his family, and he also has spare money to play mahjong. He should have lived comfortably like this, but who knows, the world is unpredictable.

On this day, it was noon, and the scorching sun was at the beginning. Ding Tianer estimated that there would be no guests at this time, and planned to take a rest in the woods in the suburbs for a while. Lying in the carriage, I didn't close my eyes, only heard a sound of footsteps outside. Ding Tianer was happy in his heart: there was a guest coming to the door. Hurriedly turned over and got out of the car. I saw a man in black covered in blood in the woods walk out. He was shocked, and before he could shout, he felt a cold on his neck and died instantly.

His last thought before he died was: My "Legend of Otherworldly Rising" is not finished yet.

Ahem, that sentence just now showed an error, do it again.

His last thought before he died was: I just made an appointment to play mahjong with the old king next door, and I died like this, I am so unwilling.

Ahem, ahem, that sentence just now also showed an error, and I will do it again.

His last thought before he died was: What will happen to my wife and two children when I die?

That's right.