I just want to be a quiet man

For example, there used to be a human village where "Shuo Mengjue" was discovered. That village had rich experience, and immediately killed the human race that swallowed it, cutting off the existence of "Shuo Mengjue" in the village.

Originally thought that this matter would stop here, but soon after, people in the village often died violently, but they couldn't find any reason at all.

After a long time of guessing and rubbing, more than half of the human race in this village had been killed or injured, only to find that all the dead people stepped on their right foot first when they went home.

And among the curses of "Shuomengjue", the one who steps on the right foot first when entering the door, dies!

Another example is the dream sentence just now: Someone will definitely die today...

Although there are a lot of mortals here, those sleepy words were obviously aimed at the human race who hijacked her here!

This is the most direct curse, if "Shuo Mengzhu" is not resolved as soon as possible, that curse will soon kill him!

Thinking of this, "Xi Jing" looked at the many human races that spread across the entire peak in front of him, and couldn't help but slightly shook his head.

"Crying", "Laughing", "Speaking of Dreams"...

These weak creatures, as humble as ants, are the food of many races.

For food, focus on fattening, not have your own emotions!

Therefore, these food, can't cry, can't laugh, can't shout, can't have dreams...

Like domestic animals kept in cages, powerful creatures Wuxia don't bother to care about their thoughts, no, they don't need thoughts.

For those who live and die, thinking too much is a burden, and it will affect the taste of their fleshy bodies instead!

Scattered in this piece of heaven and earth, if they are raised to a certain level, they can be used and slaughtered by powerful creatures at will...

This is the destiny of the human race!

Suddenly, "Xizhen" looked at Pei Ling again. The threat of "Shuomengjue" was much greater than that of "Cryingjue" and "Laughingjue"!

Although it is said that this human race has never solved "crying" and "laughing", as long as the other party still does not want to die, this time, they will definitely solve "Shuomeng"!

So, she saw that the celebrity turned his head and glanced at "Shuo Mengyi", and then pretended that he hadn't seen anything, and continued to do nothing...

"He who stands up will die..."

"Whoever sits dies..."

"Hahahahaha..."

"Dead...all dead...all dead!!"

"Woooooooo..."

"Guess how much his human skin weighs..."

As time passed, more and more people were talking in their sleep on the peak, all kinds of sleep talking, mixed with more and more intense cries and laughter, it was extremely noisy.

Looking at this completely out-of-control scene, "Xi Yi" was completely stunned.

Afterwards, before she could recover, she saw that Pei Ling looked up at the sky and began to appreciate the cold and crimson moonlight...

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flood.

Thousands of miles in the wild, barren.

The crimson moonlight fell on the earth, illuminating the vast yellow sand into a trance and bleakness.

The criss-crossing cracks, like a huge spider web, lay out the entire land.

Immortal techniques, spells, supernatural powers, magic treasures, talismans... the atmosphere is mixed like a mess, filling every corner.

Ten short ancient immortals of different races stood motionless in this wilderness.

The dark complexion quickly faded away; the bright sun-like eyes suddenly went out; the fast-moving snake in the eyes stopped for a moment; above the ears, there was an emerald-like green snake; The black scepter... all turned into blue-yellow stone in an instant, and remained motionless!

The ethereal and lofty aura unique to "immortals" still lingers in this land. The ten ancient immortals seem to have never existed, as if from the beginning to the end, there are only these ten stone carvings!

The black shirt fluttered against the wind, and the long black hair fluttered like a snake.

"Mo Lilan" stood with her sleeves folded, with blood stains dripping from the corners of her sleeves.

His originally plain white face, without the slightest trace of blood, looked as pale as paper.

"Cough cough cough..."

After a burst of violent coughing, "Mo Lilan" opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of pitch-black blood.

After a while, she gradually recovered. Her black and white eyes seemed to reflect a pretty young girl in brocade dress and embroidered dress with a demure demeanor.

When Ji Wu handed over this avatar to her just now, this avatar was already seriously injured!

Otherwise, with the terrifying strength of this avatar, she wouldn't need to take so long in this battle.

It won't be hurt that much!

Just as she was thinking, "Mo Lilan" began to recover quickly from all the injuries on her body, inside and out, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before all the injuries recovered, he got up immediately, closed his eyes slightly, carefully sensed the position of the main body, and then quickly fled the place.

The night fell, and the wind was solemn.

Flying sand and rocks, the blood moon hangs high, and the scarlet moonlight pours down on the whole earth.

Dense clear olives, with thousands of golden threads, are hanging down.

The stone sculptures of ten ancient immortals stood quietly, letting Di Liuye slap his shoulders mightily, without making any sound.

Xunmu withdrew his terrifying will and did not continue to lock on Pei Ling's avatar.

The night is deep and the wilderness is silent.

Only the blood rushes, like a sea of ​​blood surging, sweeping across the world.

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flood.

in the void.

The nine-layered palace is suspended quietly, and the colorful clouds meander like a belt, surrounded by left and right.

One of the side halls.

In the tall and majestic hall, even the Zhengxian of the Longbo clan can come in and out at will.

At this moment, the side hall is empty without any furnishings, but a plain white curtain hangs down in the middle.

Afterwards, a pair of snow-colored lamps were lit, and a tall figure was projected onto the curtain.

The figure was humanoid, and it seemed to be wearing a crown of complicated patterns on its head.

Although the real deity is not seen, the mere figure gives people the feeling of being invulnerable and flawless.

In that kind of perfection, there is an unparalleled majesty.

It seems that the whole world is scrambling to be the first to crawl at his feet, allowing him to be prodded, disposed of, and fiddled with.

This is not because of the strength of that figure, nor because of its perfection, nor because of its tyranny, but purely because it seems to be a matter of course!

Just like the flowers bloom in spring and the leaves fall in autumn, it is a matter of course, no reason is needed!

Step, step, step...

There was a sound of soft footsteps outside the door.

Not long after, a celestial being wearing dark green clothes and shark beads around his waist walked in quickly.

As the immortal walked, under his robes, he dragged several long fluffy tails. He had animal heads like lions and tigers, and his eyes were bright, without whites, only a patch of dark green.

He walked up to the curtain, lifted his robe and knelt down, and said very respectfully: "Honorable Immortal, all the invitations from the Ten Thousand Immortals Club have been sent out."

"The venue for this conference was arranged half a day ago."

"The tributes of all ethnic groups have been prepared."

"I also ask the immortal to show me!"

It was said that the person behind the curtain did not respond.

However, its shadow printed on the curtain immediately said in a gentle and perfect voice: "Everything is in order, and each is doing its own thing."

"This fairy meeting, the picture is not a banquet."

"It doesn't have to be complicated."

"As long as the immortals are present!"

The immortal in the cyan robe responded immediately: "I would like to obey the order of the immortal!"

Immediately afterwards, he quickly said, "At the invitation of the Immortal Venerable, ten thousand immortals will definitely come here!"

Xianzun's shadow said lightly: "What else is there?"

The immortal in the cyan robe lowered his head even lower, and said, "I have one more thing to tell you."

"Just now, some mortals violated the heavenly principles and stole Xunmu's immortal post."

"Xiaoxian sent ten righteous immortals to arrest him, but they failed."

"Now that the outside world is in chaos, the trace of that mortal has been lost..."

Xianzun's shadow said very calmly: "This matter will be dealt with later."

"Now, not just mortals."

"Many righteous immortals who have the status of immortals are also violating the heavenly principles in the dark!"

"This time, the deity is going to deal with all these outrageous things!"

The immortal in the cyan robe saluted again: "I would like to obey the order of the immortal!"

The shadow of Xianzun stopped talking.

The immortal waited for a while, then bowed and left.

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flood.

The top of the lonely peak.

Under the wanton illumination of the scarlet moonlight, the open space on the peak was crowded with people.

"Woooooooo..."

"Hee hee hee……"

"You will die...you will die when you stand up..."

"Hahahaha……"

"it is true……"

In the midst of the boiling sky, the Jiaolongnvxian sat on the ground, looking at Pei Ling bewilderedly.

At this moment, Pei Ling was also sitting on the ground, looking up at the sky, admiring the moonlight in a rare and leisurely manner.

The blood moon is like a hook, cold and sharp, like a sharp knife out of its sheath.

And like a huge sickle, it seems to want to harvest the whole world!

Looking at this strange yet beautiful blood moon, Pei Ling was filled with emotion for a moment.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, why did he want to cry all of a sudden?

Want to laugh?

Moreover, the body is very heavy, as if it is cursed!

what happened?

Who is shooting at him?

When his thoughts turned, Pei Ling suddenly realized that something happened to those human races who were crying, laughing, and talking in their dreams!

He immediately wanted to turn around and check the situation of those mortals, but the next moment, he found that his eyes seemed to be glued to the blood moon, and he couldn't move away at all!

No matter turning your head or closing your eyes, you can't do it!

Even his current legs are fixed on the ground like pouring, unable to move at all.

This blood moon is a big problem!