The struggle between the two suddenly became intense, and their vital signs were abnormal. There were many scars on Wu Zhi's body out of thin air, and many of them were fatal. As for Dangma, it was even more miserable, and his right arm was broken.

[What's going on?]

"I told them it was a vision, but they took it seriously. It is estimated that the time span is too long, and even fast forward cannot erase the real passing. ”

[I'm going to die, the two of them]

"Ah, got it. Let's go inside and have a look. ”

Woe Tian just closed his eyes and entered the history he had created.

―――――――――― I am a blurred dividing line―――――――――――

The firelight illuminates the night and blurs people's vision. A hell of corpses and ruins, a symphony of screams and screams. No one is immune, and no one is immune. This is not an exchange of deceitful interests, but the extinction of the red fruit!

Wu Zhi struggled to carry dangma to a cellar and covered it with cow and sheep dung to hide the smell of blood. The old hands had almost exhausted all their strength to accomplish all this, and Wu Zhi was not confused.

"......" When Ma has lost too much blood and falls into a coma, he may die if he continues like this.

"Leave it to fate. "The rudimentary weapon is so pale in Wu Zhi's eyes.

"Is this a monster...... Takeshi recalled those brutal and ugly monsters, it was a nightmare! It is unimaginable that the human sage he substituted actually fought against that kind of monster all his life! Death is coming every day, and many people are collapsing. He and Dangma not only have to organize resistance to monsters, but also always maintain hope in despair to lead people through one difficulty after another.

It's too hard......

Wu Zhi himself couldn't stand it, if he hadn't been accompanied by Ma.

"Sure enough, a sage is a sage. Wu Zhi suddenly began to laugh at everything about himself.

Childish, so naïve!

"Wu ...... Zhi ......" when Ma's weak voice came out from under the lid.

"No matter what happens, don't make a sound. "Wu Zhi no longer has the original fear.

When a person is no longer afraid of death, his will can face sharp blades and spikes.

"Don't ...... Ahh

"It's just an illusion, we're not going to die. Wu Zhi comforted.

When Ma was silent for a while, he said intermittently: "You...... It's true...... While...... They...... It's an illusion...... Is it?"

Wu Zhi closed his eyes and did not answer.

He has been arguing with Dangma for decades.

What does it feel like for a companion to die before your eyes one by one? Even if you know that they are illusions and fakes! But time has left a mark on your heart.

Every decision you make affects the lives and deaths of countless people!

Wu Zhi didn't feel the vanity of power at all, only the suffocating oppression.

The door rang violently, and Wu Zhi and Dangma suddenly understood that a monster had followed their blood to find them.

"Don't make a sound. Wu Zhi instructed again.

"To die...... Die for a piece!" Dangma's tone was resolute.

"Don't mess around, if we all die, who will rebuild this village!" Wu Zhi rarely whispered to Dang Ma.

"It takes courage to live! Forgive me for being cowardly. Wu Zhi's voice faintly had a hint of relief.

"Old...... We all have to move...... No, where...... It's still valuable!" Dangma's voice sobbed with pain.

"Is this a person?" Wu Zhi smiled bitterly.

No matter what happened in the past, you will grow old, day by day, and watch the years pass.

Bang!

The door was violently blasted open.

A giant spider reached in with spikes that were harder than iron.

Wu Zhi had already closed his eyes in resignation.

"So you accept your fate?"

This voice!

Wu Zhi opened his eyes in astonishment and saw a scene that he would never forget. Calamity used his back to block the spike attack, and the stimulation of blood made Wu Zhi forget his words.

"I can't accept my fate!"

Calamity severed the spikes of steel.

"In the end, you're still too kind. Calamity looked at Wu Zhi's old face and stopped talking.

A sword slashed in blood! The huge spider was split in half by Calamity.

Calamity stroked the piercing wound, looking at this incomparably familiar scene, his eyes slightly red. He deliberately let the spider sting, in order to experience the despair again.

"Kindness alone is not enough. Because there are too many kind people in this world who can't be touched, and there are too many things that can't be solved by kindness. Wicked people naturally need wicked people to grind. Violence can only be suppressed by violence!" Calamity calmly and brutally pulled out the barbed spikes, without a trace of painful snort in the whole process.

"Then what's the difference between this and those warmongers!" Wu Zhi did not flinch from his cold eyes in Calamity. He had read a lot of outside literature and was not in favour of the extreme method of violence and only the use of violence.

"Whether direct, indirect, passive or active, this is a theme that runs through human history. "Woe Tian didn't want to argue with him at all, because he was tired of it.

Wu Zhi did not refute, nor was he powerless to refute.

"Go back, you've disappointed me. "It didn't exceed the expectations of the disaster.

"You...... Don't save ...... Are they!" when Ma was on his way at this time.

"I can't save them, it's my incompetence!" Woe Tian heard the screams of another place, and there was only a cold face.

"You can't save it now!" Dangma suddenly roared.

The whole house exploded.

Cold sword light fell from the sky, and countless monsters were slashed under the sword. Those who were rescued looked numbly at the calamity standing in these nine heavens, without a trace of gratitude.

"I haven't forgiven myself! So the people of history will never forgive me!" said in a muffled voice.

"You are not qualified!" said the voice of the calamity, like a final judgment.

The whole scene changed again, and it returned to the appearance of a bamboo forest.

Woe Tian walked to Dangma's side, took the severed hand to the wound, and sprinkled Yonglin's special medicine. In the end, there will definitely be sequelae, after all, the calamity is not Yonglin, and this kind of rough treatment can only be used. To deal with Wu Zhi, the calamity was even more directly sprinkled.

Wu Zhi and Dang Ma both had a hazy and unreal feeling of waking up in the morning. There is a feeling of emotion for having a young body again.

"Go back and think about it. What am I going to live, and ...... What do you want. After saying that, he picked up the two people who were in a daze and walked back to Huiyin's house.

Calamity ignored the two dazed guys and walked straight back.

[Your approach, the mourning family can't understand it] Woe Lingmeng raised his doubts in a timely manner.

"I'm raising qualified heirs for people. "There was a hint of relief in Calamity's smile.

[Hmm, didn't you say unqualified?]

"My past, but the sage's past. They are naturally unqualified as sages, but they are still competent as mere heirs. Woe Tian smiled a little unscrupulously.

[Sure enough, it's really a consistent style]

"One, rebellious, humane, these three are my realizations as a human being. They are already qualified in this regard. Although it is fast-forwarding, these decades of experience can still make up for their current age. "Woe Tian finally said his purpose. It is equivalent to changing direction to increase their experience, which is still a very valuable experience.

[Why pull another person]

The dream of the evil spirit naturally refers to when hemp.

"Of course, there are additional ideas, and it is inconvenient to say them now. "Woe Tian laughed like a weasel stealing chickens.

【... Thou hast been like this before]

"Yes. ”

[I like to dig pits]

"......" Disaster Sky felt like he had been stabbed in an instant.

[Don't forget the harvest sacrifice you promised to mourn the family]

"Don't worry! There will be absolutely no problem with this harvest festival! I won't let it have a problem!"

[Well, the mourning family is looking forward to ......]