Chapter 1: Reshaping of Alien Souls (1)
The world seemed to be soaked in blood. In fact, it is true, Lan Yu's sight is covered with blood, a large area of dried blood on the ground is purple-black, the undried blood is like a bewitching and colorful Manzhu Shahua, the piercing red is from the scattered corpses on the ground.
The corpses' eyes were wide open, and their faces were full of pain. It should have been a very painful torture before he died.
Ren is ordinary people are afraid that when they see such a bloody scene, they have already screamed and curled up their bodies in fear, and their fearful emotions are naturally revealed.
When Lan Yu saw the cruel scene in front of him, he just slowly closed his eyes and opened them slowly, and he didn't look uncomfortable in the slightest from his countenance.
Her eyes were clear, and there was not a trace of fear in them, but it was more out of keeping with the calm self-control she showed for her age.
At this time, somewhere, a man watched this scene quietly through the beads, thoughtful. You Ruozhu looked at it for a long time without moving, just staring at it intently, and the scene reflected in her eyes was not her beautiful figure, and she suddenly felt angry.
After spending a lot of money to subdue it, he didn't even look at it and began to squeeze out its use value, he originally felt ashamed to be caught by humans, and then he ignored it to the extreme, and the loss of freedom made him depressed, and he couldn't bear to be ignored by him anymore.
Tried its best to die together, but in the end it was defeated, in order to live it can only put away its dignity, after all, it has a chance to escape after living, in fact, it refuses to admit that it can't beat people to succumb.
Rao is living for tens of thousands of years and dead things can be cultivated into essence, originally it is a rare piece of jade in the world, and in the most vigorous place in the world, day after day by the heaven and earth aura nurturing, it has already derived its own spiritual wisdom, but since it appeared in this heaven and earth, there has always been an ugly shell to wrap it.
And it can only put away its light and hide in it. Originally, it was located at the highest point of the mountain cliff close to the sky, and there were at least stone partners who had absorbed the essence of heaven and earth like it and had spiritual wisdom chatting.
But one day, an abominable man stepped on this cliff where no one had ever been and kicked him down.
Just thinking about it makes him angry, but the fact is that it falls. Falling into a wilderness mountain range, there are stones around, but the aura here is thin, but the wisdom here is already an old stone that has been here for tens of thousands of years.
Originally, he felt unlucky enough to fall, when he saw that the aura here was thin and desolate, he felt miserable, abandoned for a while, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there were still stones here to open the mind, and he couldn't bear the boredom, and it talked to those old stones about his miserable experience, and his words still couldn't hide his own arrogance as a beautiful jade.
But they disliked him for being ugly, ugly! Thinking of it in the original place, those who have their own heaven and earth aura nurtured by the spiritual wisdom know that under their ugly shell is a rare jade, and there is a lot of envy in their words.
Who knew that when I got here, I dared to dislike it for being ugly! It argued with reason, but these stubborn old stones only tried their best to ridicule it, saying that it was whimsical and daydreaming, and of course its violent temper could not tolerate it, and quarreled with them, but in the end it still failed, for no other reason, and it was weak.
Later, maybe God took pity on it, sent a gust of wind to roll it up to another place, and changed to a new place, although it did not return to its original place as imagined, but changed to a new place, although the aura here is thin, there is no stone partner who opens the mind, but there are still some psychic flowers and plants, the IQ is at most six or seven years old, I don't know how much younger than its age, maybe it was despised by people before, it restrained its arrogance and changed its previous style, and seriously studied to get along with other neighbors.
Because it is in the deep mountains and old forests, no one has found its value, but God has not treated it badly, and it was later discovered by her, and polished and carved into a secluded pearl.
And use its own spiritual power to convert into energy to become a rare orb. Ahem, this is the end of the recollection.
Restrained, it looked at where it was. I saw that the place where he was could be called space.
It looked at the time when it came to the spot, and remembered the man in the brocade silk robe that it had suddenly woken up to see.
The leader of his robe was embroidered with a faint red-gold moire, and his head was simply tied with a jade crown.
Although he was awakened by others, he was freed from tens of thousands of years of bondage, but anyone who was woken up from a sweet dream, and he was afraid that he was a muddy person, and he had a temper.
Suffering from a severe wake-up gas, it angrily wielded its power and wanted nothing more than to destroy everything in sight.
I saw that the man slowly raised his slender jade hand in the air, and unhurriedly drew an incomprehensible charm.
Yu Ruozhu saw his movements as if he was playing with it, and the corners of his mouth were like unhooked corners, as if he was laughing at it.
The anger that had been woken up went to the next level. Immediately after that, a purple light burst out from itself, accompanied by an earth-shattering sound, as if it wanted to destroy everything, and in an instant, everything in the place where the man in front of him was shrouded in purple light, and there was no trace of darkness in the corners and corners.
"Boom—'Everything that had been shrouded in purple light was reduced to ashes in this sound that destroyed the world. For a while, gray smoke rose everywhere. The surroundings were covered with a gray light veil, faintly visible and seemingly unclear. Youruozhu slowly rose, and the light around her body was weak for a while and strong for a while, and it was very abrupt in a gray and white. As if he was laughing at this daring human who dared to wake up his incompetence, the light around him flickered even faster, as if confirming his arrogance. Suddenly, the sleeves of the brocade blue waved by, and the whole space was not like just now, as if it had been ravaged by fog and could not be seen clearly, and a night pearl that appeared out of nowhere illuminated the entire space. In the gradually disappearing ashes, the man appeared in front of Youruozhu, only to see that his clothes were fluttering and his whole body was not the slightest messy, as if nothing had happened just now. And except for a small part where he was, the ground was smooth, and the rest of the place was collapsing and sinking. It can really be described as tragic. Yu Ruozhu seemed to be frozen, and stopped in mid-air, and the man didn't seem to see it, or didn't care about it at all, he only cared about the folds of his messed clothes that could not be seen with the naked eye, and the pair of slender hands like jade gently smoothed these folds, and time was quiet, his every move seemed to be a god, and he didn't dare to blaspheme, let alone disturb, for fear of annoying him. When Yu Ruozhu was angry just now that this person didn't care about his existence at all, and only cared about himself, when he saw him smoothing the folds of his clothes, he was unbelievably stupid, and when he raised his head and looked at it with a smile, he realized that he came back to his senses. This made it very angry, and it felt a shame to think that it would be so beautiful and secluded that it would be distracted by this world. Just as it was about to launch another devastating attack, a golden silk net delicately covered it. It didn't feel angry at the moment of negligence, and it didn't feel angry when it was covered, thinking about it when it burst out of the broken net and burned it dry with its own unique stunt, and could see the man's surprised expression, and he felt excited to think about it. What it likes to see most is that delicate things are burned to the ground, leaving only ashes, and when it is about to break out of this vulnerable net, the light around it is like a candle flame blown by the cold wind, gradually dimming, and it hopes to preserve what light it has left. Its energy faded little by little as the light dimmed. By the time it realized that it was all the man's trick, it was too late, and all it had left was a chuckle on the man's lips, but not his face. But when it told itself in its heart that all of this was its enemy, that it had been trapped for millions of years, that it was now getting closer and closer to freedom, that it was because of him, that all illusions were nullified, and that it was ready to die with him with a wrath that even it felt terrible, its consciousness was blurred, and its eyes were dark.