I'm not a theatre god

The leader of Qingshen Dao...congratulations on the return of Lord Hongchen.

Yao Qing did not say his name.

He stood there quietly, his head buried deeply, not even daring to raise his head to look at Su Zhiwei. At this time, he was already trying his best to restrain himself. If he saw Su Zhiwei's eyes, he was afraid that he would not be able to help himself and reveal clues...

So, he just looked at the broken reflection on the water, looking respectful and humble.

He is too old.

In the past three hundred years, Yao Qing has been able to see Su Zhiwei every day, but Su Zhiwei's impression of him is still the same as three hundred years ago, when he was still a young man of about twenty years old. High-spirited...

But what now?

His face is full of wrinkles, his body is full of old spots, and those hideous blood holes pierced his body. He looks like a disgusting monster... He is not worthy of being "Yao Qing" .

Rather than letting Su Zhiwei meet this kind of self, it is better to let "Yao Qing" become the past forever, and stay in Su Zhiwei's heart with the most perfect image forever;

As for myself...

Um,

Anyway, I am about to die.

"The leader of Qingshen Dao..." Su Zhiwei muttered these words, surprise flashed in his eyes.

She could feel that although the old man in front of her was exhausted, he was indeed exuding the aura of a demigod. So in this era, did Qing Shendao also have demigods?

Su Zhiwei looked at the old man in front of her, trying to see his face clearly, but the latter's back became more and more stooped, and he could not see clearly.

"The old figure of Lord Hongchen suddenly spoke,

"Mr. Wuji led the Witchcraft Association to storm the world of mortals, trying to kill you in your sleep in advance. He also used millions of people from my world of mortals to refine the Philosopher's Stone in order to seek immortality...

Now that I am seriously injured and on the verge of death, I am unable to fight anymore, so please Lord Hongchen... take revenge for us.

"Lou Yu?!"

Hearing these words, Su Zhiwei was startled for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and the anger in his eyes gradually ignited.

She looked around the Western Zhou Dynasty, and everything she could see were burning houses and collapsed ruins... Just now she was wondering what kind of disaster had happened to the world of mortals, but she didn't expect that it was Lord Wuji who caused it?

He wants to kill me? !

"It's him...I knew it must be him!!"

In Su Zhiwei's mind, the nuclear strike against him more than three hundred years ago emerged. Some of the suspicions that had been buried in his heart for a long time were verified. The murderous intention at the Jiujun level almost solidified and spread to the surroundings, with a terrifying threat. The pressure enveloped the entire street!

The puddles rippled, and the pale hair swayed lightly in the wind. The rickety old man was silent for a long time, and then spoke again:

"Now, he probably wants to escape from the world of mortals. He has insisted that you will not leave here..."

"Lord Hongchen, it's time for you to go

Su Zhiwei's fists gradually clenched, she turned her head, her eyes locked on the direction of Wuji Jun's escape...

"I know that cold murderous intent floated from the corner of Su Zhiwei's mouth, and her voice seemed to come from the netherworld, "Today, he will never leave.

"Take care of yourself, I'm gone..."

The old man took a deep breath and slowly turned his rickety body. Just before leaving, he raised his head, glanced at Su Zhiwei, and then staggered in the opposite direction...

Under the dark clouds, the old figure is like withered grass in the wind, walking alone towards no one.

Su Zhiwei was startled, wondering if it was an illusion. Just now, she seemed to see out of the corner of her eye that the corners of the old man's eyes seemed to be full of tears... That look only lasted for a second, but it seemed to contain too much.

Su Zhiwei's brows wrinkled unconsciously. She didn't take this matter to heart, and stepped towards the direction where Wuji Jun left.

But as soon as she took a step, her whole body suddenly stopped in place.

For some reason, the scene just now flashed through her mind... The old man bowed his hands and bowed deeply. Even though his skin was full of wrinkles, the joints of his slender fingers were covered with thick calluses.

That position was too tricky, and it was difficult for ordinary people to get cocoons there, but she also knew someone who had the same hand.

Su Zhiwei's pupils shrank slightly!

"...Yao Qing?"

She murmured uncertainly, and looked back suddenly, only to find that there was no trace of anyone on the ruined streets, leaving only desolation and loneliness.

Su Zhiwei was stunned. She already had a guess in her mind, but she couldn't believe it... And now, she didn't know where the old man had gone. In the end, he could only turn his gaze in the direction where Lord Wuji left.

She knew how to confirm.

"Lou Yu...!!"

Su Zhiwei clenched her fists tightly and took a deep breath.

The next moment, dense ripples swayed from under her body, and her whole body melted into nothingness, as if she had turned into a handful of moonlight-like energy before disappearing out of thin air!

…

A ray of silver light was like lightning, streaking across the earth!

Wherever this silver light passed, the land left a long silver mark, as if the earth had been transformed into some kind of strong magnetic material, and Wujijun's body glowed with a faint white light, almost touching the ground, whizzing past , like a high-speed flying maglev train.

His speed was so fast that he even broke through the sound barrier. The tent visible to the naked eye was propped up beside him, and he passed through most of the world of mortals in just one breath.

Even under such a high-speed flight, Wujijun's body was not affected at all, and even his eyes were transformed into unknown materials, like crystals glowing with a faint blue light... In the reflection of this crystal, the world of mortals The edge is approaching very quickly.

He is about to leave Su Zhiwei's territory!

Mr. Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, his blue pupils burst out with even more dazzling light, and his speed soared again!

One second, two seconds, three seconds... ten seconds!

Lord Wuji has pushed the speed he can now use to the extreme, but the edge of the world of mortals seems to be always at a distance from him. No matter how he advances, it hovers there like a sticker...

Mr. Wuji's brows furrowed tightly. He keenly sensed something was wrong and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky!

An incomparably huge hand was slowly raised from the sky. Behind it, there was a cold and angry face, like a giant Buddha in the universe looking down at the earth. As long as you gently raise your hand, you can move the palm. The bead-sized planet exploded into pieces!

Mr. Wuji's pupils suddenly shrank!

Lord Hongchen can't be that big, and he can't destroy the earth with just one hand, so...

Lord Wuji seemed to have realized something, and looked around the Western Zhou Dynasty in surprise. At some point, the vast land he was on gradually curled up, like a petal floating in the air...

Lord Wuji in this is like Sun Wukong in the palm of Tathagata Buddha, unable to escape no matter what!

He and the world of mortals were forcibly upgraded...

No, that's not right!

It’s Mr. Hongchen who has reduced himself to a lower dimension!

Not only this area, but even several other major areas in the world of mortals gradually stood up and gathered together, like layers of petals intertwined, flying in the boundless nothingness.

That is a red flower.

This red flower fluttered gently in the air, and finally landed in the palm of Su Zhiwei's slender hand, shaking silently... A realm was held in her palm.

"Lou Yu Hongchen Lord looked down at the Wuji Lord who was as big as a grain of sand and said calmly,

"Where... can you run?"