The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

It was already afternoon, and the three good luck Qitian boats were parked in the sky and did not move forward!

The sun pierced the clouds and poured down sparsely, finally bringing some warmth to the world.

Some shopkeepers stayed on the boat and wanted to try this life-betting method. However, after five people lost in the first round, they gradually lost their minds.

It is indeed too easy to get started, but it is really too difficult to continue.

At the same time, the value of 30% of gamblers in their hearts is becoming more and more important. They can't understand that if they can complete two Thousand Days and Hundreds of Gamblers, is such a being worthy of being cannon fodder for thousands of people to gamble their lives?

Or is it because of their identities, they are just shameless fake people who steal the identity of 'people', and they are not worth much money!

However, there are still many shopkeepers on the ship who want to try it, not for any other reason, just so that they can brag louder and have more confidence when drinking with others in the future!

I used to be a cultivator of immortality, so I am the real deal, you bastard!

Under the three boats, there is a rare small maple forest. Their red ground is burning like fire. It is the end of autumn and the beginning of winter.

In the maple forest, there are seven steles erected at this moment. There are no graves, only steles. On them are the names of the seven people who died before. They left nothing behind when they died, so there are no graves!

It also happened that the red maples below were like fire, and the scenery could be called picturesque, so the seven people without graves were erected here.

At this moment, many shopkeepers are standing in the forest, staring at the tombstones with heavy expressions on their faces, as if they are remembering them, but also as if they have seen their future ending, which will be even worse. No one has erected the tombstones.

Xiaodai was also here, with sadness that he couldn't hide on his face. Among the seven people who died, two were from the First Place. They had also given him some treasures and were very caring about him.

He took out the golden flute and played the funeral music. Both the flute and the music were taught by Li Chuyi.

For a moment, the sound of the flute was so tearful and gripping that it coincided with the autumn wind blowing through the maple forest, rustling, adding to the sadness!

The deceased were the managers of the Magic Pavilion. They had strong financial resources and unparalleled talents and talents. However, in view of the rules of the Magic Pavilion not to participate in any entanglements between forces, they just quietly did their own business and never deliberately disturbed others.

Now that he is dead, he has not left even a single word.

He was silent during his lifetime and unknown when he died. From now on, there will be no such person in the world!

Li Chuyi was also watching not far away. He was sitting under a red maple tree. There was a low table in front of him, with a small red stove, a small red pot, and several warm jade teacups on it. It was left by Gu Xizhou.

The maple leaves are burning under the stove, and the tea is slowly simmering!

But at this moment, he was motionless, except for the demonic thoughts still surging around him!

Because his consciousness has long been immersed in a dark void space, where there is no light and no brightness, as if it is eternal silence.

"Li Chuyi, long time no see!" A cold, low and hoarse voice without any emotion sounded.

"Li Moxin, is it you?" Li Chuyi was a little surprised. Isn't this the silly inner demon that he once deceived into devouring the demonic thoughts that appeared around him, as well as other inner demons.

If he remembered correctly, this guy used to have a childish voice. He was confused, couldn't understand anything, and was even a little cute.

Why has it happened now that he has turned into a cold young man? He only hears his voice but does not see his person. He feels creepy as if he is a ghost.

"Of course it's me. These three words, Li Moxin, are the ones you used to pick for me. Have you forgotten?"

"Uh, I didn't forget, I didn't forget!"

Li Chuyi sneered and asked hurriedly: "How did you become like this? You were not a Xiaozheng before..., ahem, Xiaoba!"

"Of course I have to ask you, shouldn't you know better?" Li Moxin asked sarcastically.

"I don't know, don't touch porcelain!" Li Chuyi denied it righteously and hurriedly tried to shirk it, feeling that this responsibility could not be shouldered by him.

"Really? I am your inner demon. I have slowly grown up by devouring your other inner demons. You still don't know why I became like this?" Li Moxin said hoarsely, like a ghost knocking on the door, and even more Bad.

"Ah, this..." Li Chuyi was silent.

"Haha, let me remind you, what you have seen, heard, and thought along the way over the years!"

Li Moxin's tone seemed to be brewing with anger: "You have seen too much cruelty, too much blood, killing, destruction and toying with the fate of others. These evils in human nature and the evil in things have turned into evil thoughts in your heart... "

He finally roared like a devil from hell: "Do you understand now?"

"Understood!" Li Chu nodded. In an instant, he seemed to recall something again, and his eyes were filled with panic for a moment.

"How...how could it be possible? I actually wanted to drag all the heavens and worlds to be buried with me..."

Li Moxin was also silent, and after a long time he replied: "Isn't this a very exciting thing?"

Seeing that Li Chuyi didn't answer, he said to himself, "It seems that you still have hope in this world!"

"You are wrong. I don't have expectations for the world, I have expectations for myself."

Li Chuyi raised his head and looked at the darkness. His voice was unhurried, but sonorous and powerful.

"Like a young man's shoulders should carry the grass growing and the orioles flying and the breeze and the bright moon..."

Li Moxin was a little surprised and asked, "Why don't you continue talking?"

"I don't know how to say it anymore, but I only know four words, the days are long!"

"The days ahead are long, no matter what happens in the future, don't be afraid!"

Li Chuyi said and smiled again: "Hey, you always have to have some hope in your heart, so that you can be energetic!"

Li Moxin was speechless for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, he actually burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay... Li Chuyi, then I wish you a better future, always better!"

Before Li Chuyi could thank him, his consciousness began to slowly leave this unknown dark space.

But before leaving, a faint sentence came to my ears, very faint: "If you really can't bear it anymore, just let me out and leave everything to me!"

In the outside world, Li Chu's demonic thoughts suddenly disappeared without a trace, seemingly never to be found again.

He stood up and watched the maple leaves fluttering and falling all over the forest. He stepped on his foot and made a crisp sound. He felt it was very interesting. He accidentally raised his head and saw the warm sun shining through the gaps in the branches, hitting his soul!