When the smoke cleared, Mu Qingyu and the fat man saw a strange scene, Gusu Murong Tian held the white bones and danced wildly.

The fat man suddenly asked, is this dangerous?

Mu Qingyu was a little puzzled, but he still replied: There is no danger for the time being, this kind of white bone is called the unjust bone, the owner was greatly wronged during his lifetime, and the soul dissipated after death, and the unwilling qi was attached to the white bone, and the white bone lasts forever, it absorbs the essence of the person, and then gives birth to the flesh, and finds the person who killed him in his life to take revenge.

The fat man looked leisurely and complacent, found a place to sit down casually, leisurely took out his mobile phone from his trouser bag, slowly recorded the video, and said: It just so happens that the fat man has no money these days, brother, you can sacrifice it.

The corners of Mu Qingyu's mouth twitched, pitted goods,

Mu Qingyu sang softly: Life is as lonely as snow! The wind blows your cold heart! Have you ever loved!

Falling in love with you is my eternal mistake!

The world looks at me through the eyes of the world, will I care!no no no,...... I don't you want to, Mu Qingyu's desolate voice sounded, and it seemed that he could see his sad tears dripping silently.

The fat man was a little sad and said: You have an unforgettable relationship.

Mu Qingyu didn't want to answer, 16 years of getting along day and night, love has long been carved into the bone marrow, he and her are like two parallel lines, love makes him humble, and promised her that if she doesn't want to see her, she will say goodbye forever.

Gently walked up, kicked the thin man away, and said: He planted a large amount of corpse poison, and used a lot of water to stimulate his nerves.

The fat man's face was full of emotion: love is like green silk and water, asking what is the love in the world, only making life and death promise, asking what is the love in the world, only making people become fools.

Mu Qingyu took out a cigarette from his trouser bag, took out a sliding finger to light the cigarette, put one hand in his trouser bag, became very cool, and said: Okay.

The fat man lit a cigarette, spit out a few beautiful circles, and said: We are all fallen people at the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet, we are all sad people.

Someone once said to me: Nothing is inseparable, people just can't live without two pairs of chopsticks, and laughed: But when you fall in love with her, you are destined to be inseparable.

Mu Qingyu has never liked to talk, which is related to his experience when he was young, and his precocious mentality is terrifying.

Gusu Murong Tian woke up, did not torture the corpse, but burned it with a sprayer, and said: Dust to dust, road to road, since he is dead, why obsess, the vicissitudes of eternity.

Fat Man Dao: This is not your character.

Gusu Murong Tian's face was full of emotion, but it was just a remnant thought, he had experienced all kinds of criticism in his life, and he was also a poor person.

Mu Qingyu's opinion of Gusu Murong Tian changed, and said: Soul resonance, what kind of news did you get.

Gusu Murong Tian said with a solemn face: They come from another parallel world, and that parallel world is our current world.

Fat Man Dao: What do you mean?

Let me explain, an abrupt voice sounded, Mu Qingyu and their hairs stood on end.

A crow flapped its wings and came to Mu Qingyu and them, saying: I am the son of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Eastern Emperor Taier.

The fat man held back his smile, but he still didn't hold back his laughter, and said: Haha Donghuang Taier, Taier.

What's the problem, the crow said coldly.

The fat man hurriedly said: No, the admiration of the younger generation for the predecessors is like the water of the Yangtze River, which flows east to the sea and never returns.

Mu Qingyu said: Donghuang Taiyi, not the lord of the demon court in myths and legends, how can he exist in reality.

Crow said: He didn't speak completely, this world is not the other world, Dao: After suffering a heavy blow, the great god of Pangu reluctantly opened the world to evolve the world, hoping that the fire would stay.

At the beginning of chaos, Hongmeng was a piece, purple gas evolved the world, 37 million years ago, the birth of Hongjun ancestor, after Youjun Daozu opened the altar to teach, Nuwa created three emperors and five emperors to rule the world.

The world fell into a state of tranquility, but the good times did not last long, darkness came, the gods rose up to resist, the heavens and the earth were torn apart, the sun and the moon were dark, the gods were bloodied, and the heavens were pierced out of the holes.

The darkness cut off the spirit of the world, the law was broken, and the gods could not be born, and when the danger was in danger, You Jun Dao Ancestor was born into the Heavenly Dao, and after the success of the Dao, the Hongjun Dao Ancestor became holy, and the Heavenly Dao Law evolved into nine suns.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun is the first person under the starry sky, when he incarnated the way of heaven, the darkness broke the sky, the flood flooded, and the world fell into purgatory.

In times of crisis, Nuwa, the first ancestor of the human race, quarried the stones of heaven and earth, refined colorful stones to make up for the sky, and became holy.

The Heavenly Dao Sun was polluted by darkness and became the best weapon to destroy the world, and the hero of the Sun Shooting Hou Yi rose from the sky and shot out nine suns, clearing the dark pollution with his own stump.

The darkness was more powerful than anyone expected, and the gods were constantly fighting on the battlefield of blood, unable to form a great wall of flesh and blood with their bloody bodies to block the darkness from coming.

Under the consultation of the gods, the plan to punish the heavens was finally formulated, and the gods injected the divine power of the heavens into the Buddha of the Western Heavens, and the Buddha of the Western Heavens evolved into the three thousand worlds, and the mythical heavenly realm disappeared.

Although Mu Qingyu didn't believe it, he had to believe it: his monstrous tomb was brought from the mythical heavenly realm.

Raven Dao: The origin of these tombs is very mysterious, not owned by the mythical heavenly realm, and there are immeasurable opportunities hidden in them.

The fat man said: I think there is a big murder in it, a big chance for bullshit, if there is really a big chance, you don't take it out.

Mu Qingyu nodded, and the fat man expressed the doubts in his heart.

The crow said: When these coffins come, it is the time when darkness comes, and in such a short time, the gods are helpless.

Mu Qingyu said: Since it is a means laid down by the ancient gods, then we should be chess pieces, as chess pieces, we should have a certain strength to talk about it, but there are exercises for cultivation.

Crow Dao: Clever, the ancient gods used space as a supplement, time to push the point, and laid out the earth-shattering situation, and you are the key to it.

The ancient gods fought on the battlefield, but their lifelong cultivation has been preserved, as long as you can feel the Dao fruit they left behind in the starry sky through meditation.

After gaining their lifelong cultivation experience, their souls had long since disappeared, and their unwilling will and the cultivation of their whole body had condensed into a battle spirit.

Mu Qingyu said: What do you mean, in fact, the undead are war spirits.

Crow Dao: That's what it means, the battle spirit is equivalent to an auxiliary treasure, they don't have much attack power, they can only provide the experience of absorbing the aura, and its master cultivated before his death.

Mu Qingyu said: Far water can't quench the thirst of the near, even if the souls of the ancient gods, no matter how much they have, they will eventually run out, although we have inherited the souls of the ancient gods, we may not be better than them.

The crow thought in his heart, it was really the luck of the times, thinking about the problem, and really thinking far-sightedly, he said: The problems you can think of, the gods have already thought of it, and the blood of the ancient gods is circulating in your body, and you can awaken it through special methods to stimulate it, and you can start cultivating.