readx;?“ Xue'er, what you said makes sense, but this Xuantie Golden Knife was sent by Master Cui from afar, and there must be an ulterior secret in it, I think it's better for us to take it back and hand it over to Uncle Li, what do you say? Wei Ergou thought about it for a while, and decided that it would be more appropriate to hand over the Xuantie Golden Knife to Uncle Li, so he suggested to Liu Ruoxue. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's fine, I'm just worried about you......" Liu Ruoxue snuggled in Wei Ergou's arms, slowly closed her eyes, and looked at Liu Ruoxue sleeping quietly in her arms, Wei Ergou's heart was filled with warmth, and he casually put the dark iron golden knife aside, and also closed his eyes and meditated.

In the chaos, Wei Ergou felt that he was wearing armor, standing on an ancient battlefield full of yellow sand, hills and ravines, and no grass, holding a black iron golden knife in his hand, and was fighting with tens of thousands of soldiers.

The soldiers were clad in red cotton armor with vivid patterns of flames embroidered on their chests and backs, and as their bodies writhed, the flames shifted as if they were actually burning and beating.

Moreover, those soldiers were also like those werewolves just now, not afraid of death, although there were constantly soldiers falling under Wei Ergou's sword, but those soldiers behind them still pressed up like a surging tide, and the next wave fell, and soon another wave would surge, layer upon layer, endless.

Just when Wei Ergou felt that the true qi in his body was disappearing little by little, and the shadow of death was approaching step by step, a red phantom flew quickly from a distance, and wherever the red shadow went, those soldiers stopped rushing and killing, and their eyes looked at the red shadow eagerly, as if they were looking forward to this moment.

The red shadow fell beside Wei Ergou, who was already covered in blood and exhausted, and a stunning woman with long hair like a waterfall, eyes like a morning star, and a face like jade appeared in everyone's sight.

The woman looked at Wei Ergou, who was covered in blood and looked like a mad tiger, and said with a miserable smile: "The origin of this battle has an unshirkable causal relationship with the narrow concept of the gods, and the gods use the means of abusing us to hit the morale of the enemy camp and disturb the enemy's position is also quite inferior, I wonder if the gods who have always shown people with a fair and fraternity image will feel embarrassed...... Wei Ergou looked at the woman, although he didn't know who she was, but he felt extremely close in his heart, It's like a loved one who has been separated for many years.

Wei Ergou wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, the woman in red smiled understandingly, and suddenly raised her head to the sky and shouted: "Isn't it enough to suffer the catastrophe with my own life, why do you have to kill all of them and besiege one person with tens of thousands of divine soldiers, is this the so-called justice and selflessness in the heavenly realm?" ”

The woman raised her face and screamed in mourning, and the originally cloudy and low-hanging sky suddenly thundered, and the dark clouds formed a huge vortex in the sky, and continued to flow, looking like the scene of the end of the world.

Suddenly, after the woman in red smiled sadly at Wei Ergou, she raised her hand, and a crystal jade dagger appeared on the woman's towering chest, a blue tear flowed from the corner of the woman's eye, and her body slowly fell backwards.

Wei Ergou looked at all this stupidly, his heart was inexplicably filled with indescribable sorrow, but he didn't reach out to help the woman, and when the woman fell, the thunder and lightning on the sky came to an abrupt end, and everything returned to calm.

"I don't regret this life, I am willing to travel alone, if the fate is not over in the next life, I would rather live up to the sky, cherish, cherish the ......" The woman in red looked at Wei Ergou with a pair of teary eyes, and whispered in her mouth.

Immediately, a gust of quicksand struck, and the woman in red was swallowed up by the quicksand in an instant.

"No, no......" Wei Ergou exclaimed in pain, as if something he really cherished had been snatched away, but he still didn't run towards the woman, because he was shocked to find that after the woman in red appeared, he couldn't move inexplicably.

Under the rush of fire, Wei Ergou's eyes darkened and he fainted.

In the middle of the night, on the sand field where the yellow sand was long, lonely and empty, and corpses were everywhere, the cold moonlight as frost sprinkled on Wei Ergou, who was stained with blood and covered in snow-white fur, and he recovered his human body.

Wei Ergou staggered to his feet with a broken sword in his hand, looking at the corpses of the dead soldiers around him, Wei Ergou looked up to the sky and roared, sad and indignant.

In this world, the most terrible force is not a volcanic eruption, not a meteorite fall, not a tsunami landslide, but hatred, which can last for years, centuries, thousands of years, or even forever, like radioactive uranium that never decays, forever maintaining the terrible magic that devours life.

At this time, Wei Ergou's heart was full of hatred that had nowhere to vent, and he showed his true nature again, running in the desolate, lonely, and lifeless land.

The blood on his body fell on the yellow ground drop by drop, drop by drop, and soon became a clear bloodline.

This bloodline crossed the swaggering mountain, the mountain of green hills, crossed the East China Sea, the North Sea, crossed the quicksand, Lei Ze, and finally, Wei Ergou came to the top of the snow-capped Qinghai-Tibet, standing on the peak, the immortal energy and blood in his body had been exhausted, he raised his arrogant wolf head, faced the god of the sun, and roared loudly.

He vows to turn his resentment into the fire of revenge, to carry his hatred to wander the earthly world, and to find the host as his reincarnation, to act for the heavens, to eat away at the life and peace of mankind, and to make the arrogant gods and philistines pay the never-ending price for their past mistakes.

A gust of wind swept in the snow Ling, Wei Ergou fell suddenly, at this moment, he was already at the end of the strong crossbow, dying, he struggled to open his eyes and had lost? The tiger eyes that looked at all the momentum were unwilling to look at the chaotic primordial world, and a drop of blue tears came out of his eyes, and under the influence of the wind, he floated up to the clouds and disappeared in a flash......

In the tears, the figures of Wei Ergou in different costumes from different dynasties constantly flashed, but in each picture, there is the figure of a graceful woman, or an official eunuch, or; The little sister next door, or the head of the Qinglou, or the nun of the Taoist nunnery......

When Wei Ergou was awakened by the first ray of vision, he was already sweating profusely, he opened his somewhat swollen eyelids, and the Xuantie Golden Knife was still well placed aside, but Liu Ruoxue was gone.

"Xue'er, Xue'er, where are you, don't scare me......" Wei Ergou suddenly turned over and stood up, shouting loudly with a panicked expression.