"Congratulations, you have passed the life and death game!"

When Su Han heard this, he couldn't help but be happy, because the person who said this was the one who stood in front of him-An Lao. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, An Lao frowned a little unhappily, and pretended to be angry and said, "Is my old man so scary?

"How can there be, how can you be scary, old man, you are as handsome as you were back then!" Su Han also saw An Lao's true face for the first time, and his slightly old face looked extremely energetic, like an old naughty boy. Su Han felt that the original cloudy and uncertain momentum on An Lao's body had disappeared, and turned into peace and calm, and he couldn't help but joke with An Lao.

"Elder An, where is this, you said that I passed through the second floor, is it Cyra who died?, are my friends okay?" Su Leng calmed down, and the question ejected like a cannon.

An Lao smiled, and with a move of his left hand, a quaint codex came out and was handed to Su Han. Ageing

Walking out slowly on crutches, the wind was loud outside, and goose-feather snowflakes were falling down, making the mountain look extremely psychedelic and psychedelic. Su Han looked at the codex and walked out with An Lao. Handing the codex to An Lao, Su Han looked outside with a look of remembrance.

Here, it is Qi Tianfeng, that is, the hometown of Wild Lan, where the Li clan is located. The heavy snow had long since erased the traces they had left behind, but from the location of the cave and the surrounding environment, Su Han could vaguely tell that this was the place where they met the leopard, that is, the place where An Lao told him about the division of power in this world. At that time, he felt like he was being spied on, he thought it was an illusion, but he didn't expect it to be true, and he was still An Lao, otherwise he wouldn't have brought himself here.

"I don't know what happened to Purple Hair and Crazy Lan, An Lao, you should be able to find them!" Su Han walked up to An Lao's side and asked casually.

An Lao smiled: "Here, what can't I do?".

"That's not necessarily! Cyra's appearance must be helpless! Could it be that you are not the creator god?"

"Don't use agitation, though I am indeed the creator god here! I am only the spirit here, and Cyra is the main spirit here. An Lao suddenly turned his head and looked at Su Han with a smile, but his eyes were extremely profound. Su Han's heart sank, and he bowed down and said, "I want to hear about it." An Lao nodded silently and turned to look at the sky.

"Actually, the two of us are also from the outside world. It's just that, for some reason, banished from our world. As I was drifting through the universe, Cyra and I came across a mysterious man, or rather, a real god, who was ready to live in seclusion, and we promised to help him guard a barren world, waiting for the arrival of outsiders. In exchange, he can develop everything here in the pattern of our world. It's just that the good times didn't last long, and the accident happened. An Lao suddenly lowered his head, and two muddy tears slipped down his face full of ravines, but before they fell, they were blown by the cold wind, and they didn't know where they had gone.

Su Han raised his head, but found that although the old man in front of him was as rickety as before, this time, he really bent down, and his originally sturdy body seemed thin at the moment, and the meaning of loneliness and desolation tightly surrounded his body. The cold wind kept tearing at his pale bun, as if the indelible regret was desperately gnawing at his heart.

"Out of nowhere, the killing aura suddenly appeared in this place like a plague, and we were exhausted every day in order to kill those objects occupied by the slaughter, and finally, she was also affected, and almost all the killing aura rushed towards her, except for a handful. When he said the last sentence, An Lao's voice suddenly became extremely low, like his own murmuring.

"I tried my best to seriously injure her, but she escaped. Because of that war, my strength has not recovered until now, so I will make this decision to guide people to help me kill her. Now, finally get rid of her!" An Lao suddenly smiled softly, Su Han was a little surprised by his reaction, but what he was more concerned about at this time was the person An Lao said who sent them here, who could have such great ability to create and change the world at will.

Suddenly, An Lao turned his head and said to Su Han: "Don't ask me about that person's situation, I don't know, even if I know, I won't tell you." Alright, you're ready for the final reward, follow me. Without allowing Su Han to react, An Lao's hand was placed on Su Han's shoulder and disappeared suddenly.

The wind suddenly made a loud noise, as if wondering why the two people before suddenly disappeared, and a burst of snowflakes drifted by, and the footprints left behind were instantly hidden, and everything seemed to return to before.

In the darkness, An Lao's figure flashed, and two glowing stones suddenly appeared in his hand, he handed one to Su Han, held the other one himself, and walked forward slowly. Looking at the cliffs on both sides, Su Han was a little stunned: "This is, the gap in Qi Tianfeng?" An Lao nodded, stretched his hand forward, and the luminous stone immediately shone out a long strip-like thing.

Su Han also took a step forward and sent the glowing stone in his hand. It turned out that it was a scabbard, the shape of which was exactly the same as that of the slaughter, except that one side was solid, the other side was empty, and there were only two card slots, which presumably the scabbard was carried behind the back. The scabbard was stuck deep in a cyan stone, almost growing with it.

"The slaughter is razor-sharp, and the evil spirits attached to it can increase the time and strength of your soul state, and the wounds cut by it are difficult to heal. Don't ask me why Cyra's head can be regenerated after being cut off, because this is her weapon. But it's actually a murder weapon. Every moment you hold the sword, it will suck your blood, so don't pull it out until you have to. Otherwise, it will suck you dry before it pierces the heart of your enemy!" Elder warned in a heavy tone, his hands already holding the slaughter.

"Insert the slaughter in, and pull one out of the other!"

After receiving the slaughter handed over by An Lao, Su Han even felt the flow of his blood and the tremor in it like a heartbeat. Taking a step forward, Su Han reverently put it into the scabbard, then took a deep breath and slammed it hard, but the scabbard did not move at all, Su Han moved his muscles and bones, and put his hands on the scabbard again.

I saw that his face was flushed, his wings spread behind his back, the gauntlet in his hand was instantly formed, the blood vessels of the whole body were raised high, and his eyes were fixed on the scabbard in his hand.

"Gluck"

A sudden sound rang out, and the scabbard let out a heavy sigh, as if someone who had just woken up was lamenting the loss of a sweet dream. Su Han's face was overjoyed, and he continued to pull out hard.

An Lao also showed a hint of joy, but his smile was a little weird!