In the wilderness, this time is already chaotic. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The consciousness of the Eastern Princes who stayed in the Purple Mansion Prefecture instinctively felt a deep sense of crisis, especially this period of divine soul integrated into the world will of the 'Purple Mansion Small World', and they could deeply feel the horror of the arrival from the outside world.

Sanqing is dead.

Nuwa can also die. plus the red cloud, which has been destined to fall recently.

Although Nuwa's death has nothing to do with Wang Ming's rational superego, and even Hongyun was able to leave Zifu Prefecture unhindered and be killed outside, it was indispensable for Wang Ming's dissatisfied acquiescence, but the death of these great gods made this part of the reason that was always in the will of the small world feel that the situation in this period in the flood was wrong.

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The good corpse, the superego, the Buddha-figure, these are all conscious knowledge. There are immortal techniques in mythological stories, and there are also spiritual knowledge from previous lives, but they are all from Wang Ming alone, and these things are still related to a certain extent.

With the presence of the 'verdant gourd', all time, space and estrangement have become meaningless.

In another world, Wang Ming lay on the bed, immersed in the beautiful chanting sound of 'Mirier' and rested.

He had just practiced boxing, and under the persuasion of 'Miriel', he took a medicinal bath and lay down on the bed to rest.

Suddenly, Wang Ming woke up and sat up.

"What happened in the flood made the superego remind itself. Wang Ming's heart was alarmed, he immersed himself in his mind, looked at the 'verdant gourd' that would rotate as usual, sighed, there was nothing he could do for the time being.

Wang Ming's little hand quickly calculated, and looked at the starlight outside the wooden window.

Looking at the complex and vast sea of stars.

After a while, Wang Ming put on his clothes and left the house.

"Little prince, where are you going? Late at night, the palace does not let people go out casually. ”

"It's nothing, Millie, go to sleep. What I went out of the palace system can't be entered. ”

"Evil third prince, you don't want Miri anymore, Miri has fallen into a deep sleep, please call Miri if you have something. Doodoo~"

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A child walked in the garden, skillfully avoided the attention of many people, and left the palace without being disturbed. Of course, in fact, Wang Ming himself knows that his actions have not escaped the monitoring system in the house, as well as mecha martial arts and other protective means.

I went to the cemetery in the west of Kamikyo City.

After Wang Ming came to the seven children he had killed and were burned, the ashes were thrown by the warriors of the palace in the grave of someone else. Standing in front of this tombstone, whose name it is, there is still an epitaph engraved on it, 'When I die, let my skin be made into a saddle, and my bone into a horsewhip, so that I will always be between beauty and horses.' ’

In front of such a tombstone, Wang Ming, a child, stood there silently, and finally muttered a whisper silently, which was a transcendent scripture.

I deduced it in the mansion, and my fate in this world will start this year, and just after deducing it in the mansion, I found that the opportunity I was waiting for was in the cemetery in the west of the city.

"Are you praying for these seven companions?"

"Who?" "Why are you here?"

"You forgot that the prince took you and me to meet for the first time in the underground martial arts field a few days ago, and the prince personally instructed that you must pay attention to the safety of the third prince in the future. ”

"Yes, but I forgot, I'm sorry, my lord. Wang Mingdao, in fact, he was saying in his heart, "It seems that you are not the opportunity I am looking for, otherwise when the prince said this a day ago, I should have had a throbbing in my heart, and I would have sensed you even a few days ago." ”

No matter what world he goes to, Wang Ming's 'Heavenly Technique' can always be the first to find a way to adapt, and become the way for him to take the helm in the unknown world.

"All seven of them were killed by me, and none of them wanted to become reformers, but everything was for me, my father's orders. I remember the look in their eyes of horror, the most innocent person I ever killed in my life. Wang Ming said.

"Maybe you're a kind kid. ”

"Really?" Wang Ming said innocently, but at this time, the depths of Wang Ming's eyes flashed cold, at this time he was an incomplete person, and it could even be said that he had cut out his good thoughts, leaving only a Wang Ming composed of his own self and evil thoughts, or he who was more malicious in his heart.

This Yuan Shooting Grand Master actually said that he was a kind child.

"It's very dangerous to be alone outside, and the prince has told me to pay attention to your safety, so, third prince, you better finish praying early, and then go back." ”

"I will, thank you, Lord Motoja. ”

"It's nothing, it's been a long time since I've seen someone who can move my heart, you are a kind child, if you don't understand anything about martial arts in the future, you can go to the backyard to find me. The elder sighed.

In all fairness, Wang Ming's story is indeed very rare, and the finishing touch is that he came to this cemetery again tonight and came alone to pray for these seven children.

If Wang Ming came here, it was all to find that trace of inspiration in his heart, and to spend more time for these seven children, but to accumulate one or two of his own yin virtues and improve his luck. For the sake of that, I'm afraid no one else believes it.

Wang Ming watched the old man leave.

Listening to the robot Miriel in his room, according to the documents from the palace system, this Lord Yuan Shot is also a person with a story, and this time he came to the palace to repay his kindness, and because he was tired of the endless war and killing in the stars, he intended to retire to the palace in the future.

However, this old man actually had the heart to instruct himself in martial arts, which was a very unexpected gain.

In the second half of the night, a bright maglev flying car flew from a distance, stopped a few hundred meters away, but saw several robots dressed in white get down from the flying car, carrying a corpse that was not even burned, just sprayed some potions on the corpse, and then cut the ground, buried it under the soil, and set up a tombstone, on which was written 'Interstellar Frontier Army, Minister Zhou Shenping. The robots packed up everything, sprinkled flowers around the unknown sergeant's grave, and then they all stepped into the speeding car away from the graves.

Wang Ming stared at this tombstone,

Then he turned his head towards a professional 'incineration plant' isolated by a light curtain in the direction of the far outskirts of the city. His eyes lit up, and he seemed to have found his inspiration this time.

In the cemetery, I have recently gone around, and I can get a lot of luck in this world by surpassing every deceased, and this world is constantly fighting at the edge of the stars, and there are a lot of nameless dead people who are buried every day to see Shangjing City again, and every such person is made up of a certain identity, and surpassing them should have a lot of benefits for their luck.