"Haven't we become enemies?"

Yan Haoran drank all the wine in the wine glass in his hand, he had become an enemy, and a memory appeared in his eyes, it was the last days of riding horses with Zimo, eating meat and drinking wine. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yes, it passed, and now everything is over......

The important thing is that it has become an enemy.

The look of memory in Yan Haoran's eyes was gone, and only coldness remained.

If you look closely, you will find that it is the same color as in Zimo's eyes.

When the two of them get close to each other for a long time, they will unconsciously become similar, and Yan Haoran has developed a lot of habits, all of which were brought to him by Zimo.

Yan Haoran looked at the ink for a moment and poured the rest of the wine on the ground.

The wine on the ground foamed at the water.

Yan Haoran sighed, "I want to try if your method is good or not, but using your methods to deal with yourself is a big deal." ”

Zimo looked at the poisonous wine on the ground, there was no change in his eyes, my technique, this kind of poison can not poison myself, but it can poison the opponent.

Zimo did learn this method, this is Yan Haoran's advantage, he knows himself very well, but he doesn't know anything about him.

Zimo said, "The story is over, so is it time to settle the matter?" Where the hell is the black pupil? Also, tell us about your purpose. ”

Yan Haoran looked at Zimo with a smile, but instead opened his mouth and continued to talk about the future, "Zimo, do you want to know what you will be like in the future?" ”

"I know, you don't care. Still, I'm going to tell you about it. ”

I don't care, yes, he doesn't care, what the future looks like is completely determined by the present, the future in Yan Haoran's mouth is the future he has experienced, not his own future, at the moment when Yan Haoran returned to the present, the so-called future has deviated.

Yan Haoran continued, "Pure Land God of War, I didn't expect that your teacher was such a person. Zimo, even I have to envy you, everyone thinks that you are from the wasteland and have no backing, but they don't know that you have such a teacher. ”

Yan Haoran paused and continued, "However, let me tell you, your teacher will not live long, and you will inherit your teacher's last wish and become the new god of war in the Pure Land. ”

When he heard Yan Haoran call the teacher the Pure Land God of War, his heart was full of enthusiasm, because he didn't know much about the teacher, and he didn't stay with the teacher for long.

The god of war, a god-like man, is this his own teacher? The gentle and elegant man in your memory? How strong is it to be called a god?

A trace of longing appeared in Zimo's eyes, and the fighting spirit burning in his heart ignited, becoming stronger, becoming stronger, only by becoming stronger could he stand in front of him, and when he stood in front of him, he could say with glory that he was his disciple, and he did not disgrace him.

Of course, this emotion has not been vented far, and he was shocked by Yan Haoran's sentence that he will not live long. At this time, he did not doubt the authenticity of Yan Haoran's words, but he still maintained a little vigilance.

Yan Haoran should not have the need to deceive this.

How is it possible, how is it possible? How could that god-like man die? Isn't God omnipotent? How is this possible?

For the first time, Zimo's eyes fluctuated violently, unbelievably but worriedly.

At this time, Zimo's heart rose with strong unwillingness and self-blame, if, if he was stronger, if he could stand by his side as soon as possible, then he could have gone over to help the teacher earlier.

"If you don't enter the ninth level, don't come to see me."

Level 9, this is the boundary set by the teacher for himself, according to the teacher, until he reaches the ninth level, he really has the qualifications to stir up the storm and has the strength to save his life.

Only then will the true face of this world unfold to him.

That's right, unfold.

Strength determines vision, and if you don't have that strength, you will never know what is going on at that level.

It's not terrible to sit in and watch the sky, but you don't know it, but you are proud.

Zimo knows that this world is very big, five families and four valves, three major forces, three major races, and super ancient civilizations, all of which are only on the surface.

So, he never let up.

At the ninth level, he has evolved rapidly during this time, and he has only completed this half of the journey and entered the fifth level for the first time.

Die? What happened to the teacher and will he die?

Yan Haoran saw the change in Zimo's expression and said with a smile, "I thought you didn't care about anything, who knows, you also worry about others." ”

"I didn't expect that a person like you could become the new guardian of the Pure Land, can some things really change a person."

"Although I didn't see you grow up, in my time, you had already begun to take on prestige, not even more than the Pure Land, and you had become the leader of the younger generation in the entire human race in Heaven and Divine Mountain. A selfish and ruthless person like you has become the guardian of the Pure Land. ”

"It's incredible. Or is your selfishness, callousness, and always disguised? Hehe, it's ridiculous. ”

Yan Haoran muttered to himself.

The new generation of guardians of the Pure Land seems to be ridiculous indeed. Zimo never thinks of himself as a good person or a bad person, but he will definitely not be a great person.

There is one more good or evil person in this world, and he has always had no impact on this world.

As for such a great thing as saving the world, he felt that he could not afford it, at least not for now. Yan Hao then faced these words, in his opinion, it was a bit absurd.

As for why Yan Haoran said these stories, Zimo didn't know, he felt that Yan Haoran had been talking nonsense for a long time, and there must be a purpose for doing so, but at present, he couldn't deduce his purpose.

At this time, there was still a kind of anxiety in his heart, anxious black pupils, anxious that his strength was too weak, if his strength was strong, whether it was true or false, then he would have the ability to change.

At least one thing you can do is to stand next to the teacher and help if you encounter any danger, or kill some imps for the teacher at the worst.

It's a pity that his strength is still too weak now, so weak that he can't do anything even if he knows that the teacher may be in danger, and if he is so weak, even if he goes to the teacher now, he can't help, but may drag his feet.

Thinking of this, Zimo's heart became even more helpless and unwilling.

Zimo looked at Yan Haoran, since he came in, he has been led by the nose, where is the black pupil? At this time, he threw a mouse bogey, wanting to kill Yan Haoran, but he was afraid that it would affect the black pupils.

He didn't doubt that Yan Haoran had a back hand, as long as he moved him, the black pupil would suffer, Zimo didn't expect that he was on the verge of such a dilemma now. (To be continued.) )