PS: This is chapter 466, hehe.

There are some sounds around, like a constantly flowing breath, chaotic and difficult to discipern.

The air around me was sandwiched with fine mottled colors, and it had a strange smell in the mouth and nose between breaths.

There is light in the line of sight, but more often than not, black and dark enough, the light is blocked by dense mud-like figures, not bright enough, not dark enough.

Figures crowded closer, and the distance could be felt...... It's getting closer, but you can't really get closer.

Close, far away.

Touch, separate.

There is a kind of distance, which is obviously close, but separated by a piece of time and space...... All the figures couldn't get close to Li Yuchen, and the figures that approached and touched passed through his body.

He stopped, feeling like he was moving.

He felt it and felt many things.

It seems that he is outside the world, and the things around him have nothing to do with him, just like a dream.

"Killing is never the best way to solve a problem. ”

"Killing, doesn't mean being strong. ”

"If you are strong, you should not kill. ”

"Power, take control of yourself. ”

"Power requires a qualified controller. ”

I have repeated these words in my mind, and I understand some of them, but many more of them do not understand, or they are not yet able to understand them.

Whether he understands or doesn't understand, it doesn't affect what he does...... He paused, taking a closer look.

The sound told him to stop, and he stopped.

The voice made him feel, and he felt it.

The voice was spoken by his brother, and he was sure and sure, convinced.

After feeling it for a long time, he closed his eyes and abandoned everything around him.

The world is chaotic. It's complicated and annoying, so chaotic that you can't look at it directly...... But this is the most real world.

It's like a big dream, the dream is mixed with too many things that I didn't think it would have, and the original dream has changed its appearance, so that it is no longer recognizable. Don't want to recognize either.

Unreal and ethereal, what is the dream in the dream?

Something, cracked, and then shattered.

It was as if a piece of glass fell to the ground, scattered with a clear sound, and then turned into a drop of water that evaporated into the air, and there was nothing left.

Then I opened my eyes, and there was truth in my eyes.

"You're awake. ”

"Not easy. ”

"It's not easy. ”

Three sentences, very slow and long. It seems to have spanned tens of thousands of years, and it is difficult to say what it is.

An old man, in his last years.

"I kind of get it. Li Yuchen said.

"What do you understand?"

"The reason why the Illusory World is the Illusory Realm is because of that kind of unreality and unreality, and as for here, it's pretty much the same. ”

"Oh?"

"Here, in fact, it is also an illusion world, or a part. ”

"Huh. ”

"Can you look like this?" Li Yuchen stared at the old man. Or can it be transformed into what it is today.

He thought of the "illusion" of the illusory world, and the unreality brought about by what he saw with his eyes alone.

Look at it with blue and purple flames. Looking at the extremely deep black light in the depths of the flame seedlings, the old man was still an old man, still a human being.

The old man is very old, and he is very old, and he can't see the slightest difference from a human being...... But he was sure that the old man was not human, and he was sure from the first sight. More and more sure.

What you see is not real, but you feel it.

What is determined is true.

"What's your name?" he asked the old man.

"Luogu. The old man replied, "A very old name, representing a piece of history. ”

Old man Luo Gu didn't ask his name. Needless to say, since he didn't explain that history, he didn't need to ask.

Li Yuchen thought about it a lot, thought about it a lot, and in the end, he still felt that it was better not to want to.

There are many things that are not necessary to be explained.

"Can you tell us about it...... My brother's story. The tone of inquiry spoke with a calm that was destined to become a fact.

Luo Gu nodded, closed his eyes, and fell into deep memories.

"That year, he came here, about the same as you, with a bamboo flute in his hand. ”

"He's always been calm, as if nothing can affect him...... For him, the so-called race war is child's play. ”

"He walked in the fiercest places of war, and he looked at everything with a calm, even cold, look. ”

"He's human, we want to kill him, we know he's strong, we still think that, we want more. ”

However, he just waved his hand, and it was over. ”

"It's over. ”

From the past in the eyes of others and the memories of thoughts, it was short and messy, but Li Yuchen understood it, and he couldn't help but think of the images of that year in his mind.

A young man, walking on a meadow, fluttering in the wind, frozen between the green.

Everywhere he walked, the ruins and desolation were turned into green spaces, and the vigorous breath of life composed a hymn on the green space, and the green blades of grass squirmed and refreshed.

He heard a voice, a collection of unpleasant sounds, tangled and burrowed into his ears and into his head.

He saw some scenes, and when he heard the sounds, he saw that there was chaos in the swamp, driven by scattered figures, and blood and fire were rejoicing.

Blood, bright red, mottled.

Fire, blazing, cold.

A few figures slowly appeared in the sky, both in the past and in the present.

"Sixth, you've always been like this. ”

"What if not?"

There is a sound in the air, floating in the past years, floating in the world at this time.

Some people like to be lively, some people like to be quiet.

Some people are vicious, and some people are chivalrous.

There is a distinction between good and evil, and so are the races.

Among the alien races, there are many masters who kill and invade, but there are still those who are unwilling to kill and want to find and change the situation from themselves.

The silence lasted for a short time, and several figures that were no longer hidden moved, and the brutal force stirred the space, towards the figure holding the bamboo flute in his hand.

Once, with a wave of his hand, it was all over.

Now, with a wave of his hand, it was all over.

The bamboo flute sounded softly, and there was a dull and melodious sound swinging out, like the sound produced by cutting the air, like the sound in the bamboo flute that had been brewing for a long time, so that there was only such a sound left between heaven and earth.

The sound of the flute is pervasive in the world.

Past, present, future.

The sounds of the past remain, drilled out of the cracks of time, brought up by this space, and interpreted in the present.

Time coincides with two points in time, and what happens also coincides.

Today's people do the same actions as the people of the past, and after the same actions, they have the same results.

With a wave of your hand, it's all over.

The few figures that had just appeared disappeared.

The past was similar to the present, and the figures disappeared.

Unlike the past and the present, those figures will no longer have souls.

"Is that him?" Luo Gu asked.

"Yes. Li Yuchen said, "It's always there." ”

Hold the bamboo flute tightly, let the bumpy flute body press between the palms and fingers, and feel stable.

The previous swing was done by his brother.

The thoughts that once existed, the will that is manifested in the heavens and the earth today...... He's just an executor, not even an executor.

In any case, it's over.

He knew that his brother had always been there, by his side, always with him.

Holding the bamboo flute, it is very tight and tight.

"Someone wants to see you. Luo Gu said. (To be continued.) )