"Do you still remember Zhang Xianzun? After he slaughtered more than a dozen rival families with iron and blood, didn't those guys who were about to move immediately quiet down? In this world, ruthlessness and strength are the basis for survival, those truths...... I can't be too stubborn. ”

"The truth of the sages is not wrong after all, but the avenue is not good, and those who have gained strength do not respect this reason, which makes the world chaotic.

Moreover, I am not ignorant to follow, and I am not completely denied the methods of Venerable Zhang, the sages have a saying, 'The rational is the rational to the reasonable', and it is the people who follow the ancient law who will use the ancient law.

But even so, those women of other tribes are not at fault, so why bother to force them to send them away, and their chastity is not guaranteed, I am afraid that it will be difficult for them to marry in the future!"

"So you are too naïve (Too young, too simple), do you think they will be lonely in the empty room? Fart! Although they say that they admire your father and are willing to be concubines for Gao Pan, many of them are still out of the water while having skin ties with your father, but your father feels that since he is not really intersecting, he will not pursue it. Do you think that once your father dies, they will still be like ordinary women, living and widowing?

It's just a deal, I'll give you the seed of life, you give birth to a descendant for me, and then everyone will break up, anyway, they all understand that your father won't really like him, and he has already left a way back.

It's just that they didn't expect that a group of people's stomachs were not as good as your mother's alone, and they didn't expect your mother's talent to be so demonic, and she was even better than your father, and she stepped into that supreme realm first.

As for your father's death, I guess they will be happy after a little loss!"

"Why?" said Lonely frowned, disgusted by everything in this world.

"It's sad that I won't have a chance to wait until your tough father, the beautiful ghost of the past and the present, to change his mind, but anyway, there is little chance for him to change his mind, and once he dies, he will be with a new lover again, so that he won't worry that your father will take care of his reputation and prevent him from finding another companion. ”

"What is this? It's too ...... I don't know what to call it. Lonely couldn't think of anything to say for a while, so he hesitated, his brows furrowed, and he looked very disgusted.

"When the day comes, you will understand that sincerity is hard to find! This life is already all flashy, and the pure heart is no longer pure, so who can really have a heart? It is very rare to be able to be as perfect as your parents, and not everyone can get one. ”

Listening to what the old man said, the loneliness in his heart unconsciously rose, like the feeling of standing in the world in a panic and not knowing what to rely on, cold and silent, as if drowning under the waves, endless depression came from everywhere, in an instant, the heart was traumatized, as if being hit hard, as if the heart was pierced by a man.

I wanted to stretch out my hand, longing to shout, hoping that there would be a place in the endless darkness that would accompany the brilliance, but my throat seemed to be clamped by a huge force, and the endless weight suffocated him, and slowly dragged him towards the curtain of darkness, endless...... Nothingness, silence, like the most fierce acid, gradually assimilated, infiltrated, and exhausted.

It was as if eternity had descended like this, in a body that had not yet fluffed up, strange and quiet, and as if extremely powerful hands were dragging him step by step......

Suddenly, I didn't realize where my thoughts were rushing, as if I was about to step into eternity, but I suddenly touched a touch of pure fragrance in my heart, and I was inexplicably soothed in an instant, and it was also quietly, quietly, but like the vitality that slept under the frozen soil at the end of winter, a wisp, a wisp, as if there was a great power that collapsed the sky, little by little, pulled him out of nothingness. However, the process was too slow, and the demonic barrier from nowhere still eroded him fiercely, and the huge mouth in the darkness opened its mouth like a glutton, waiting for the majestic suction to swallow the food.

Gradually, he felt that his whole body had been lost in a trance, and only a touch of warmth in his heart remained, inexplicably, but he was standing upright, like a little spark in the chaos, which would be extinguished at any time, but it was still burning tenaciously.

"What's that?" he muttered to himself, but he was no longer able to think normally, and only a glimmer of spiritual consciousness remained.

"Come back!" A voice as thin as catkins crossed, and a familiar sound in it swayed faintly, causing the only remaining spiritual consciousness in the void to move, and a warm moist flowed out, but the power of moisturizing was too small to bring any change to the situation.

Suddenly, a cluster of vigorous fire rose into the sky—right in his chest, next to two streams of warmth, slowly rising, and after a while, like a spark finally becoming a prairie fire, rose into the air, burning his body into a piece of destruction, no longer dissipating from nothingness as before.

However, the spiritual consciousness was still not moving, quietly, without any growth, but faintly declining, about to decline! This fire only burned his body, not his god!

Darkness, nothingness, chaos, everything is gone.

The surroundings, or the original where there is nothing, obviously some changes no longer exist, but gradually they become more and more lonely.

Annihilation! The darkness seemed to be a little thicker acid, aggravating the last trace of spiritual consciousness and causing everything to dissipate. But the process, and even the ending, doesn't seem to be offensive, everything is so natural, like a drop of water being steamed out and finally annihilated in the water, silently, but there is an unavoidable sense of suffocation.

Is it going to fall into complete silence?

No, please survive!

One of the soft warmth suddenly became flexible, and it seemed to have a life, not some kind of impression—it was the other next to the one that had just called him to no avail.

This one was more vivid and softer, inexplicably touching the deepest softness of his spiritual sense, and in the process helping this feeling to grow stronger, like planting deeper roots under that wilderness.

Obviously there is no sound, obviously can't make any thoughts, but Lonely is so stunned to feel the last and deepest bond from this world on the other side, this feeling is like endless tenderness for him turned into the most delicate hotbed, and in an instant Ze was about to despair of a certain ray of sadness.

In an instant, as if in an instant, the fragrance bloomed, seducing his thoughts to recondense from nothingness, and the surroundings seemed to be splashed with dye, and suddenly became vivid.

Gradually, Guluo felt something-his god returned, but he couldn't move, as if he was pressed on the bed by a ghost, and gradually felt it, but he just couldn't move, and he couldn't live.

Just now he was in a daze, he didn't know what was going on, he only felt distracted for a moment, and his physical situation was so bad.

He wanted to cry out for separation, to see someone in front of him, like a person who was about to drown in the water, crying helplessly, even though he knew that there was no one around, and his heart was full of despair, but he still wanted to speak out, to make a final struggle, even if it was powerless and desperate.

It's a pity that even if he is a drowning man, he can still wave his hands and feet, and he can still struggle, but at this time, he can't do anything, he doesn't even have the ability to beckon, as if he has been deprived of his rights by God, isolated in the world, and so depressed.

Suddenly, the warmth in his heart finally grew so strong that he caught the attention of Lonely. There was a vivid feeling in it, not like the cold nothingness around him, but it conveyed warmth, softness, and fragrance, which provoked his inner attachment.

Lonely only felt like he had seen a life-saving straw, and his consciousness quickly rushed to this warmth, embracing it, caring for and tasting it, just like tasting a peerless wine, wanting to let his taste completely sink in his heart.

Under the unreserved opening of his heart, this warmth grows like an unmanaged weed in a wheat field, in which tenderness and sweetness, like the vegetation in the desert, pierces the roots into his heart, flourishing everywhere, as if a certain bond from a vague impression is completely transformed into a real thing, completely occupying the entire space, not allowing for anything else, and even the original small negligible warmth has begun to collapse.

However, this process was accompanied by a gradual recovery of his body, and gradually, he began to feel his hands, then his feet, his body, and his head.

In the end, he trembled, as if he had experienced some terrifying things, his body froze for a while, and then slowly stretched out, and then the body that was originally standing knelt down with an ordinary sound, his right fist supported the ground, and his whole body was as uncomfortable as being hollowed out, and his back was soaked with sweat.

......

At the same time, outside the endless space, in a peerless and magnificent palace, a girl with beautiful eyes suddenly moved, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly declined.

The figures sitting around the side were awakened by this movement, and opened their mouths to reprimand angrily, "Who is the charm and spirit, dare to assassinate the saint!"

"No, that's the traction of Kun's true spirit, it's her fate, not someone else's assassination. Sitting cross-legged, there was an emaciated figure, the chain of laws around him flowed, and he opened his mouth slightly, and the laws in the entire space showed signs of collapse.

"Qingyi, you're okay. He then asked in a low voice, and a chain of laws and gods was punched out of his hand, which sank into the latter's body.

"Hmm. Qingyi nodded obediently, a look of doubt flashing in her eyes.

......

"What's going on?" Although Qing Heng was also attracted by Qing Heng's hand, he still paid great attention to the movement of loneliness in his heart, and now he saw him suddenly kneeling on the ground, only to say that he was holding on strongly, it seemed to be relaxed, but in fact, he had already been injured inside, and he flew over and helped the latter up.

"It's okay!" Gu Luo spit out a few words a little weakly, secretly horrified in his heart, Fang Cai seemed to have experienced thousands of years of hardships in nothingness, and it turned out that reality was just a moment's effort.

As far as the eye could see, Qing Zhengxian just broke free from Qing Yu's arm and jumped out of the ring in shame.

"Teacher, what's going on......? Ahh......h I don't remember much. Halfway through speaking, Gu Luo's eyes suddenly widened, and he was horrified to find that everything he had just experienced was being forgotten at an alarming rate, and now it was only a moment, and he couldn't remember it anymore.

"It's a demonic barrier, if someone hadn't woken you up, you would have almost turned into a Tao!"