"Wait, you take me!"

A shout came from the mouth of the rough man, making the question who heard it stagger, and almost fell to the ground.

"What kind of person can utter such coquettish words!?"

He was speechless, and at the same time, he was even more puzzled, "What wait, take you? What are you doing? Where are you going?"

A series of questions popped up one after another, no one answered, and the bone demon ran wildly, the red streamers stretched gracefully behind them, fluttering in the wind.

The space fluctuated, rippling with ripples, the water rippled, and a sarcophagus jumped out in the ripples, and the surface of the coffin was pitch black, and four chains were drilled, extending straight and deep into the space.

Looking at its inclination, it is obvious that it goes straight into the green underworld.

"The deity!"

Wen Chuanting's eyelids jumped, and his heart was full of surprise.

In the battle, I only heard the chains, but I didn't see them, what did they appear for at this time?

The Bone Demon ran on the ground, and its direction was obviously chasing the sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus was extremely fast, and from the moment it appeared, in the blink of an eye, there was only one black dot left.

The Bone Demon shouted, jumping on the ground, chasing the sarcophagus, not bothering to stir the altar and absorb the blood left behind by the clutches.

Without his urging, the altar whale sucked the streamers that chased and fluttered behind him, and without the red streamers, only a rough man was left to stride and run.

A swaying sound sounded, and a chain hung down from the green darkness, binding the bone demon lock straight away.

The Bone Demon was still running, striding forward, his body already lifting into the air as the chains contracted.

The cold wind blew and the cold was blowing, and the bone demon retracted his steps, grabbed the chain tied to his waist with one hand, grinned widely, and let out an unknown hehe.

There is treachery in the honesty, and the joy is the joy of the treacherous plan.

Wen Chuanting raised his head, his eyes chasing the rising Bone Demon, an invisible passage formed, and the upward rolling air flow chased behind the Bone Demon.

"They...... Just left?!" asked Chuanting, his mouth was a little dry.

The hoarse voice is full of sorrow, the person you know well is gone, the biggest backer is leaving, and it is like losing the most beloved thing, and the heart is full of reluctance and pain.

"It's another person!" sighed lightly, and his sad face turned straight, "I was originally a person, and I have always been a person!"

"Life is hard, the road is rough, everyone is walking alone, through the high hills, over the mountains, across the river, maybe on the way to meet a partner, walk for a while, and then separate, the rest, or walk alone on their own road, on the way, maybe there will be rocks to climb, or there will be weeping willows to help cross the river. ”

"The help is temporary, the road is not static, after crossing this section of the mountain road that can help, crossing the river with weeping willows to build a bridge, what about the rest of the road?"

"In the face of the cliffs and peaks that have no place to rest, and the rivers that are paved with weeping willows, do we have to stagnate? Life is not only this short journey, there is still a long way to go, even if the scenery is good, there is no reason to stop at the foot of the cliff peaks, and there is no reason to stay on the side of the river embankment, looking at the beautiful scenery of the mountain peaks and the scenery on the other side of the river. ”

"Let's do it and face it!"

"Whether you are in the mountains or muddy, you have to walk your own road after all!"

A breath of depression exhaled, the heart was open, joy spread in the heart, an inexplicable thing swelled in the heart, filling the entire chest, extending upward, rushing into the sea of knowledge, looking for the soul hidden in the deepest layer, surrounding the soul, integrated into the soul, the thick sense of reality filled, spread all over the body, and there was a feeling as light as a feather spread out from the soul, washing the whole body.

With a faint smile on his face, the charm of peace and tranquility was transmitted, sweeping over the ashes of the grass and trees, sweeping over the miserable and messy earth, reflecting on the surface of the river and stirring in the air.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the ravaged earth, the broken and diverted rivers, there is a faint light blooming, warm, giving people a comfortable feeling.

On the ground covered by ashes, there was a faint wisp of tender green blooming.

"Doll, how are they?!"

Old man Hong let out an abrupt voice and dragged Wen Chuanting out of his inexplicable enjoyment.

Asked Chuanting pouted, "I can't die, I've fainted!"

After a little hesitation, he described the situation to Old Man Hong, and finally asked the long-standing doubts in his heart, "What is the situation of this senior brother from Hutuo Island? No matter how heavy the force is, it can't stun, it only brings him instant dizziness." ”

"I'll take a look!" Old Man Hong frowned, squatting beside the brother who fainted last, placing his palm on his pulse to feel it carefully, and then pressing it to his chest to check his heartbeat.

Finally, open your eyelids and look at the other person's eyes.

Wen Chuanting obviously felt that when Old Man Hong was frowning and checking these, his perception had quietly probed out, and he carefully swept the whole body of this benevolent brother.

"How is it?" Seeing that Old Man Hong stood up, he exhaled with a relaxed face, and asked Chuanting to raise his eyes and ask.

"The soul is badly damaged, and if it is any longer, the doll will be destroyed. ”

Old man Hong glanced over, "The living dead are more uncomfortable than dead." ”

Wen Chuan glanced at him, and was very dissatisfied with Old Man Hong's big gasp, "If the soul is injured, it can always be cured, and if a person dies, he can't live!"

"Cure?!It's easy to say, since the appearance of our human race, there has not been a special method for repairing the soul, how to cure it? Spiritual Essence Treasure Medicine, Nirvana Flower, Life Fruit, both of these can be, without the assistance of the Great Creation and Fulu, it is also impossible to get. ”

Old man Hong shook his head with a look of pity, "Well, even the old man and I, I have lived in vain for so many years, and I have never seen these two kinds of heaven and earth treasures." It shows its preciousness!"

"You don't know that others don't, maybe someone in the high-level power of the human race holds these two treasures. Ask Chuanting to be sarcastic, laughing at Old Man Hong's short-sightedness.

"High-level, powerful, holding? You really dare to think about it! Well, even if the old man has these two treasures, he won't spread them around, and the old man hasn't lived long enough, so he doesn't want to live long. ”

"People are selfish, but it doesn't mean that they don't have good intentions, as long as the situation of this senior brother spreads out, maybe someone will have these two treasures, so they can save this senior brother's life. ”

"Humph......"

Old man Hong sneered and stopped talking.

"Didn't you say that they are the elite of the Terran race, the backbone of the future?" I think that the high-level of the Terran race are as selfless as you, and no one will not open their eyes and watch this senior brother fall silent and not help. ”

Q Chuan looked at Old Man Hong with a blank eye, waiting for an answer.

Old man Hong's face changed, twisted and squeezed, "Come on, doll, you're still tender! You don't need to wear a high hat for me, hmph, I haven't seen you for a few months, and my ability to pretend to be crazy and stupid has risen." ”

After the sarcasm, Old Man Hong paused slightly, "You think this treasure medicine is a weed that can be caught at will?" ”

"Treasure medicine is treasure medicine everywhere, important people always have privileges, no matter what the situation, the resources will first be tilted to the top group of people, there is no backstage, no backer, whether it is outstanding or not, then stand back!"

"Well, doll, remember, no matter what the situation, precious resources are close to it!" Old man Hong stretched out a finger and pointed upward.

"Don't be resentful, don't be dissatisfied, this is the selfishness of human beings!"

"Hehe! It's the same everywhere!"

Asked Chuanting to report twice, it seemed helpless, but in fact, he had a thorough view of the reality and the current human race.

The human race, which drinks blood, has already been divided into classes at this stage, and has endless selfishness and a desire to fill dissatisfaction, and may unite in major matters and rise up to resist in the face of foreign enemies. In the absence of external enemies, there may also be infighting.

It seems that there is no boundary, and the question that pretends to be stupid is to ask the legend quite intentionally, before the catastrophe is approaching, to explore the old bottom of the human race. In order to be prepared in the future, so as not to fight to the death in the future, in exchange for the consequences of being sold.

There is an explanation of Old Man Hong, and he really sees through it, looking at the history of the human race, it is just a little thing between race and race, between a small family and everyone.