Damn!

It turned out to be the god of war in Binzhou!

Tong Liao: Hehe, I have two more round silver coins than you!

Dazhi is idle, between small questions, the so-called debate, typing the most hate to make sense, after all, the flamboyant tongue, all love people like dogs, like cockroaches in the corner of the wall are all because of some defects, can only be a keyboard warrior;

Moreover, because the beginning and the end are fixed, on the line between life and death, the truth is endless, and the path of pursuing the truth is endless, and you need to keep answering the male beings you meet on this road, and their intentions are even more unknown.

Don't slap your face, can't I admit defeat!

The swaggering boy is like a dragon in the sky, the scenery is infinite, but he also hides a catastrophe.

When he woke up, he felt a puddle of hot slime, he didn't know what it was, he didn't like it anyway.

He sat up, dusty and unkempt, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a purple-black face:

It or he appeared between two blue-black peaks, a reddish-orange light down his shoulders - I don't know if he came from it, or if there was a light source behind the peaks.

I can't look up......

He suddenly found that his eyes could see the blue-black part of his eyes at most, not even his forehead, which made him unable to determine the source of the light.

The boy meditated on his knees in silence, no longer dwelling on the outside world that he could not explore, but trying to communicate with the idol in his mind.

Jin Zun has no appearance, he is about a human form, he is quietly cultivating, his body is mysterious, he can't see the depth, but suddenly, a voice echoes in his mind:

“i'm a helicopter↑helicopter↓”

？

What pen movements?

Bizhu: What, look down on my gender gunship?

Black: ? , you're just talking to me?

The boy rubbed his temples, picked up a piece from the broken core and used it as a torch, and walked slowly in this place where it was impossible to look up at the starry sky, and it took hundreds of steps before he regained his silent numbness.

Although the black and white shuangsha are in a high position and have been fed a lot of energy in their youth, they are still young in the end, and they have not kept up with their hormones and physical development, and they have not had a long time for themselves to control, so they are qualified as a lineage sequence, but they are far from the level of leaders.

It's not that there is no charm and dominance of a leader, but a general who lacks the baptism of giving orders and not moving like a mountain, no matter how talented he is:

The rank is also piled up with the life of a soldier, and Heisha is still in the stage of polishing raw materials at the moment, so it is not a good thing for him to suddenly experience so many things, everything can only depend on what kind of energy he can burst out with his previous foundation.

The broken blue light crystal nucleus fabricated that was like plasticine in his hand, and the peculiar feel made Hei Sha involuntarily play with it for a moment, and then showed a slightly childish smile, but it didn't take long for it to slowly converge again.

The plush toys in the center of the child become childish when they are little adults, they do not crawl around on the ground, beat around with the toy, and weave that childish story - although they sometimes want to, they still refrain from it, just like a child who is weaned and says goodbye to his infancy.

The subsequent teenagers, who are shaping a new self-centeredness, will slowly leave the environment shaped by the original family and integrate into the greater torrent, they will rely on a new relationship to shape their sense of existence from a completely unfamiliar environment, and the choice at this time is to decide to have it for life, because life is so long, you have no chance to remedy;

Of course, the upper limit set during this period is in terms of a stable environment, once the troubled times are over, then everything will be reshuffled, and your fate will be in your own hands, not the old man behind the scenes based on likes, speculations, ratings, considerations and solid class.

The black and white double evil is the most dazzling double star of the shrimp nobles' success system, and it is also the existence that has the most opportunity to lead the shrimp clan to break the current pattern, but the game "Sequence Gate" has changed everything, although the first-mover advantage is still there, but the future fate of the shrimp clan has been controlled by more powerful black hands like turning a Rubik's cube.

Why do black and white have to go to the underwater garden so early?

Because they want to regain control and avoid the unscrupulous black hands and do whatever they want, this is also the reason why Jin Yuan and the crow sacrifice have never put black and white in their eyes, after all, they are apostates, why should they save them?

The brilliance of black and white makes Jin Yuan reluctant, but the other two shrimp dumplings have not been cared for so far, and who makes the "amnesty" also has a very high threshold.

Although the black slash didn't know his current situation, he had a hunch that the reason why he could be harmless at the moment was in the grand unification game "Sequence Gate", and other than that, he had not come into contact with any more powerful existence.

As for crabs, it is possible, but slim.

The boy finally walked up to the blue-black body, but strangely enough, the distance was so far that no matter how close he tried, he could not see more details, so he stopped and began to observe:

The closer you get to the light source, the colder the climate becomes, and now after walking these few steps, you have stepped into the frost and snow, and the scattered ice slag makes a crunchy sound when you step on it, like some kind of delicious fried insects.

Feeling that he was getting closer to the new scene, Heisha silently quickened his pace, and the brightness of the blue crystal nucleus in his hand increased slightly, illuminating the surrounding scenery more clearly:

The weeds are not high, and the square lawn is regularly scattered, with many thin white lines sticking to it, but looking at these spider silks, they seem to pass through the lawn, thin and long, with layers of liquid flowing on the surface, exuding a metallic luster.

The origin of the life of the shrimp people comes from the huge chimneys at the bottom of the sea, and their life characteristics are the origin of standard planetary civilizations, and because of captivity, the black evil is not very familiar with other creatures in the outside world, especially the races with a large gap in the overture of life:

Even if the donkey is poor, the tiger wastes the opportunity to learn about the donkey's meal because it is not familiar, let alone other interstellar civilizations encountered in interstellar travel?

It didn't take long for the black demon to continue to speed up, when he saw a huge sundial appear in the dense cobwebs:

It was surrounded by dense cobwebs, and from the perspective of the black shatter, it was difficult to guess whether it was the cobwebs that supported its oblique standing, or whether it was because of its existence that the cobwebs could exist densely around it.

The black sinister slowly groped for the past, and the sundial glowed with a new vitality under the light blue halo, and the hands seemed to begin to turn, with a long-lost voice:

[According to His Highness, books are a form of necromancy. Someone who has been dead for a thousand years can talk to you through books as if he were in your room. This is true eternal life.

In the same way, if you take what is in your head and put it in a book, it will always be preserved, and you will never die.

[I saw this book, and it's a really good book.] I've talked to my predecessors before, and now, I'm going to be the thickness of it. It's a magical magic book that no one likes to read, but I really like it......]

The black sage was shocked by the opening.

Writing, as the best carrier of thought, is called the pillar of civilization along with architecture, and they are the basis for the eternal existence of a civilization, among which architecture can become the carrier of music together with astronomy and geography, climate and wind direction, and it itself is an art closely related to geometry and painting, light and shadow, and color.

In contrast, the limitations of literature are much greater, and the threshold is much higher, but it is undeniable that it is the closest nourishment to the soul, and now, as this building begins to recite literature, the black demon is fiercely shocked!

Not only the beautiful text, but with the end of the opening chapter, it seems that counting the time, the wind is coming, and it begins to radiate the sense of space of architectural aesthetics.

Music, start playing.

[He was born at the wrong time, the combination of all the regrets in this land, this young man who hated the priesthood ascended the throne and became the youngest monarch, but at this time, the sky is unpredictable, and the eternal night is coming!

[During these ten years, the rings of the trees barely grew, because sunlight did not appear on the earth again. In order to protect the empire, the young monarch had to bring back the priests and use their power to stabilize the country.

[When the chaotic war continues, the night does not usher in the dawn. The barbarians of the north continue to conquer cities, they come quickly, one city one month, the next month to plunder, but soon they return to the previous city, fight to the death with the new barbarians, in such a cruel environment, the older women can not escape the fate of being killed, only young and beautiful women are eligible to have children.

[The battles on land left the nations deeply exhausted, the meat was reduced, the crops were poor, and the empire began to go to sea, but soon ...... The enemy also came from the sea. The empire no longer had enough troops to deal with it, so it had to allow the local forces to fight with their own armed forces.

[The young monarch was physically and mentally exhausted after fifteen years of war, but finally waited for the dawn......

[But the empire that has carried foreign enemies, does it still need him, the great monarch? The resurrected priests were united in denigrating the king for his lack of virtue, so much so that the sun god punished the earth for fifteen years without seeing the sun, and the local interests were at war and were not subject to the king's mobilization.

[The king who led the empire through the "Bronze Civilization Extinction" was guillotined by the people he guarded, and under the cheers of the crowd, he finally ushered in his own end. 】

It's a very simple and corny story.

The black man listened in silence, looking at the imaginative marble statues around him: their beauty had a strong violent attribute, but the explosive muscle lines were soft like water, even sexy!

Artwork.

The black-clothed young man looked at the complex where Sundial was located, with respect in his heart.