Due to the inconvenience of his body to move, Chu Lin applied the Fire Yuan Qi to his left arm and defended Xiao Renxiong's flame slash.

The crisp sound of bones breaking sounded, and Chu Lin's left arm fell to the ground in response. Hold your teeth tight, the flame shield is open, and even if you die, you will never fall in front of the enemy.

In the next second, Xiao Yong's face suddenly appeared in front of Chu Lin, and looking down with that sinister smile, he found that Xiao Yong's hand had penetrated his chest and was pinching a hot heart.

"Knock, knock, knock" The beating sound of the heart was particularly clear in this silent stone room, Chu Lin's vision gradually blurred, and when he finally fell, he only saw the pure heart flowing with blood in Xiao Yong's hand.

......

The Netherworld Twin Towers still stand still standing on the snow-capped mountains, the perennial wind and snow are sprinkled in this otherworldly space regardless of night and day, and in the depressed picture, the camera is locked in the giant tower glowing with purple light, a corpse with broken arms is floating in the air, the position of the heart is empty, and bright red blood flows down the chest, hitting the ground drop by drop.

The Rakshasa didn't move behind him, but just stared at the world as fiercely as usual.

"Hey, even if it is an illusion space, it will cause corresponding damage to the body, and the most critical time has come, whether it is Nirvana rebirth, or a catastrophe that will never recover, is all in your thoughts." The vicissitudes of stealth came again, like worry, and like expectation.

......

This is a village in the middle of a barren mountain, and everyone in the village is industrious, simple, and generous, and it has become a traditional virtue in the village to never close their doors and roads, because they have faith in God in their hearts, and if they do something wrong, God will punish them.

At noon, a 5~6-year-old boy hurriedly ran home from the temple in the center of the village and came to the sickbed, caressing the woman's face with a pair of small hands. The woman slowly opened her eyes, glanced at the child in front of her kindly, and said softly: "Lin'er, have you gone to pray to God again today? I feel a lot better, don't go again in the future, my mother is a dying person, it is not worth your dedication to me, I hope you can live well."

The little boy said with a firm face: "Don't worry, mother, as long as I am here, I will definitely not let you have any trouble." As he spoke, he waved his little fist to prove that he was a man.

The woman was greatly relieved to see this, nodded kindly, turned over and fell asleep.

The little boy stood up, patted the dust on his body, walked out of the broken tile kiln in front of him, clenched his delicate little fists again, looked at the blue sky and said to himself: "Mother, I will definitely save you, no matter what."

His name is Chu Lin, he grew up in this place called "Baifeng Village", his father died soon after he was born, only his mother raised him, the people in the village believe in the only god in this world, that is a red flame phoenix, the legendary existence, people built his sculpture in the temple in the center of the village, whenever people have a bad disease, they will come to make a wish, the strange thing is that no matter what wish is made, there will be a hundred wishes.

In the temple half an hour ago:

Chu Lin knelt on the ground reverently, his body was even a little stiff due to nervousness, and after kowtowing a few heads, he whispered: "Ancestor Feng, your people Chu Lin prays sincerely, willing to exchange his mother's life at all costs, even if it is to live one more minute and a second."

Colorful light rendered the entire space, and a * voice came: "Child, the deity can fulfill your wish, but are you willing to pay some due price for it?".

When Chu Lin saw Feng Zu's manifestation, he said excitedly: "I am willing, as long as it can make my mother better, I am willing to do anything."

"Okay, you go back first, when the time comes, you will come here to look for me again" After Feng Zu left these words, he disappeared into the air with the dazzling light in the sky.

......

Late at night, on the country road in the barren mountain village, a young figure staggered forward, getting closer and closer to the ancient temple.

He pushed open the temple door with a creak, knelt down again, and silently recited the same message in his heart as in the morning: "Feng Zu is above, your people Chu Lin prays sincerely, willing to exchange for his mother's life at all costs, even if it is to live one more minute and a second."

"Ah, my poor child, you have not broken your promise, God will have mercy on you, and certainly will not give up on your mother." *'s voice rang out again, and the light of the multicolored sky illuminated the entire darkness.

Chu Lin trembled and knelt on the ground, not daring to look up at God's true face, because he knew that it was disrespectful to God.

"The first exchange, I want your vision to change your mother from illness for 3 years, can you agree?" Feng Zu asked unhurriedly.

Chu Lin didn't think much about it, nodded again and again, and kept muttering: "I agree, of course I agree, and I ask Feng Zu to fulfill it."

"Well, my poor boy, the contract is made, you, you can go".

Chu Lin excitedly kowtowed on the spot three times, and when he got up and walked back, he suddenly found that it was pitch black in front of him, and he couldn't see anything, but this was not caused by the middle of the night, at this time he knew in his heart that his wish was ...... Realized.