In the palace, time passes, the years change, all things are born and destroyed, and the cycle of reincarnation begins again and again, shrouded by the power of heaven, and covered by the charm of the avenue.

Gao Daqiang stepped into it.

With the fall of the first foot, her face and posture changed.

The original beautiful face was quickly replaced, and it was replaced by a mature man's facial features.

With the fall of the second kick, she changed from a man to a teenager again.

Gradually, every time Gao Daqiang stepped out and fell, her identity would change again.

Women, men, teenagers, children, old people......

Whether it's ugly or beautiful, it's all disillusioned with her, and there is no single posture over and over again.

None of them is her, or every one of them is her.

Gao Daqiang was in the palace, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, as the rows of golden candles around her lit from the extinguished state, she finally approached a huge golden light bed.

Slowly lifted the quilt, and Gao Daqiang lay in with a tired face.

At this moment, her face is a short-haired young man with fair skin and a delicate face.

Soon after lying in bed, she slowly closed her eyes and began to fall asleep.

Soon after she closed her eyes, all the golden candles that had been lit in the entire huge palace began to go out one by one.

At the same time, the tall and powerful body was also turning into a stone statue at a speed visible to the naked eye.

......

Somewhere, in a halal noodle restaurant in the distant city of Daifuku, a fat man in a black down jacket raised his head slightly, his face showed shock, and looked at the vacant place next to him.

"You say, the time has come for us to resist?"

This fat man is none other than Wang Fugui.

"It's interesting, we've been waiting for so many years, and the time has finally come."

Wang Fugui touched his chin thoughtfully, then stood up, came to the front desk to pay the bill and walked out of the noodle restaurant.

Outside, he looked to his side.

At this time, next to him, there was a strange middle-aged man wearing a black tunic and holding a red balloon.

He was enveloped in a strong divine aura that was not visible to outsiders.

If you look closely at the figure of the middle-aged man from the side, you can find that behind him, there are four more terrifying figures holding red balloons.

He's a fear clown!

"Heavenly ...... The time has come for our plans to succeed in a world without it!! The Fear Clown sneered.

"God?" Wang Fugui frowned, it seemed that it was the first time he had heard this name from the mouth of the fear clown.

"You can understand it as the creator of the labyrinth of hell, and in the words of your world, you can call it ...... Heavenly Dao ......"

"For a long time, it will be stained with some of the world's emotions and desires."

"Because it is contaminated with seven emotions and six desires, it will return to heaven!"

The Fearful Joker reveals a terrifying secret.

"Returning to heaven? You mean to say that it's dead? Wang Fugui asked suspiciously.

"The sky cannot be killed, so to speak, it cannot be opposed, the whole world is under its watchful eye."

"Actually, even all of us together can't beat it...... Our ultimate goal is to leave this world, not to defeat it. ”

"After it returns to heaven, the whole world will operate in a primitive order, and its consciousness will no longer look at the world."

"According to my calculations, it will return to sleep in the sky, and there will be a hundred years to live, but this time it is much earlier."

"There must have been something that has happened, causing it to be rendered deeper and deeper by the breath in the red dust, and it has reached a very bad point." The Fear Clown whispered.

"But I still don't understand why you have to flee this world, in this world, no one should be able to threaten you except "Heaven", right? Wang Fugui's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It really has no effect on you, the sky does not interfere with the operation of the world, but for me it is very deadly......"

"That's all I can say to you...... In the distant past, the labyrinth manager was also called the spokesperson of the sky, and the number was ...... One hundred ......"

"I'm the weakest spokesperson....... I saw those ancestors with my own eyes......"

"In short, the nine managers of this generation are all new generations, and I have never paid attention to them, but I can't ignore them......

"Let's go, let's go to a place and find someone first......" The Fear Joker didn't point out too much, but suddenly said.

"Looking for whom?" Wang Fugui was stunned.

"Sandman!"

The fear clown did not hide.

"What are you looking for her?" Wang Fugui continued to ask.

"Woo her and join us ......"

A glint twinkled in the eyes of the dreaded clown.

......

On the highway to Daito City, a bus runs here.

At this moment, on the bus, a thin young man hugged his girlfriend in his arms hard, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his face was full of nervousness, and he couldn't help comforting: "Qingqing, if you hold on a little longer, we will be in Dadong City soon, don't worry, this time I will definitely be able to drive away the dirty thing that entangles you!" ”

"Ahh

As the young man said comforting words, the woman, who was trembling and curled up in a ball, turned pale and nodded with tears in her eyes, but then she suddenly screamed, pointed to the corridor of the bus aisle, and began to cry.

Her cry drew a sideways glance from the surrounding passengers, all of whom looked unsightly and full of annoyance.

It was as if angry that the woman was yelling and disturbing their peace.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my girlfriend is a little unwell, I'll compensate you all!!"

Seeing this, the young man hurriedly apologized to the passengers around him.

Hearing these words, the passengers in the car turned around with displeasure and continued to close their eyes and rest.

"Qingqing, don't be afraid, with me, I will never let anyone hurt you, don't worry, I have already contacted Master Jiang of the Maoshan Incense Candle Shop in Dadong City, I heard that this Master Jiang is very powerful, and he is very experienced in dealing with this kind of pen immortal."

The young man's face was full of distress, and he hugged his girlfriend who was shouting in his arms tightly, and tried his best to comfort him with tears.

If Zhang Fan saw the appearance of this young man here, he would definitely be surprised.

Because this man looks the same as him, almost seventy percent alike.

He is...... Zhang Fan's younger brother of the same father and mother - "Zhang Fan"!

[Note: In order to distinguish the name, let's call this little brother Zhang Zhifan]

The girlfriend in his arms trembled even more violently, tears blurred her face, and she kept shouting, "Ghost...... Ghost...... There are ghosts ......."