Black Myth: You and I are both destined

Tianming was not in a hurry. He walked leisurely towards where the Bull Demon King was. There seemed to be a vast galaxy in his heart and his thoughts were surging like the tide.

After a while he came up with a solution.

He slightly opened his lips and chanted in a low voice: "When I entered Tushita, I was very brave..."

The sound was like the sound of an ancient bell coming from a distant valley. Although it was light, it seemed to have a thousand pounds of power and penetrated the sky directly.

As soon as this poem was uttered, it spread to the heaven.

In the tranquil fairy mountain cave, there was a gurgling fairy spring flowing and fairy herbs emitting fragrance. He was originally lying on his side on the couch and dozing off. Hearing the sound, his body shook and he sat up straight from the bed in an instant.

His handsome sword-like eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, as if he had noticed something unusual.

"Damn it!"

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After Tianming finished reading this sentence, he saw Pingping running in front of the Bull Demon King like a gust of wind.

Pingping looked anxious, her pretty face flushed red, and she shouted loudly: "Father, father, I have brought the man of destiny."

"Father can return the thing to him while my brother is away."

"Once this item is returned to its original owner, my brother will naturally give up, and the calamity of Flame Mountain will be resolved."

The Bull Demon King slowly raised his head, his originally majestic bull head was now full of fatigue and vicissitudes.

He looked down at the dawn, his voice as low as thunder rolling through the valley.

"What a rascal... No matter how he tries to kill himself... He can't die cleanly... It's a pity that he came at the wrong time..."

When Pingping heard this, her big, watery eyes were filled with surprise and confusion, and she quickly interrupted, "Is father confused?"

"I have brought the man of destiny to save you."

The Bull Demon King sighed deeply, and that sigh was filled with endless loss and helplessness. It was the end of the hero, and only lamentations were left.

Tianming suddenly recited another poem at this time: "The golden elixir and jade treasures have all returned to their nests..."

When Pingping heard this, she felt extremely panicked.

The Bull Demon King said slowly: "I am confused...but my eyes are not confused...you...are not my daughter."

Pingping was so shocked that she took a step back as if she was struck by lightning.

"Where did you get this from, father?"

Her voice trembled a little: "Pingping went through so much hardship to find someone and put out the fire. Wasn't it just to find my father?"

The Bull Demon King was breathing weakly, and every gasp was like the last struggle of an old bellows. His wheezing became louder and louder: "I should have blinded your eyes earlier... so that I wouldn't have to see you doing evil..."

After that, Pingping stopped quibbling, lowered her head, and her body began to glow a dazzling red light.

Then her voice turned into the shrill voice of a boy: "Don't worry, old beast! I'll do what you want in a moment."

In an instant, his body was burned by red flames, and his true form was revealed, it was Red Boy!

Red Boy was thin and skinny, like a dry branch, and his whole body was as red as a burning flame.

He wore shining gold rings on his ears, which swayed slightly with his movements, making tinkling sounds; around his neck hung two pairs of beads, which seemed to have magical powers, emitting a strange apricot-yellow light; he held a flaming spear in his hand, and the flame at the tip of the spear was burning like the fire in the earth's core that would never go out.

Red Boy has white hair, long fangs and two horns on his head, looking as hideous and terrifying as a yaksha ghost.

He stroked the lance and murmured, "It's pointless for me to show off my skills like this. It's really pointless."

After saying that, he stuck the fire spear into the ground. Suddenly, the powerful demonic power spread out crazily in all directions with him as the center.

"It's better to kill them all!"

Before taking action, Red Boy asked Bull Demon King: "I dress up as that little demon, and I think I look the same as him."

"How did you see through it?"

The Bull Demon King weakly raised his right hand, pointed at him and said, "She...is not like you...she respects me on the surface, but she is not afraid at all in her heart."

Red Boy sighed, "I see. We have to catch that little bitch back and have a good time with her!"

Then he looked at Tianming behind him.

"Now let's burn you two good brothers into ashes and bury them together."

"There is plenty of time for leisure and elegance!"

Tianming watched Red Boy prepare to fight, but there was no worry on his face, as if everything was under control.

He just reminded softly: "Red Boy is very good, it's Red Boy I want. But, Red Boy, did you listen to what you said just now?"

"You want to bring your sister back and play some tricks on her?"

Tianming spoke each word slowly while shaking his head.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm not good at household ethics. Let's find someone who is good at it."

Red Boy thought he was trying to be mysterious, so he snorted coldly and stabbed at him with his flaming spear.

The tip of the gun, with a blazing flame, cut through the air, making a hissing sound.

At this moment, Tianming suddenly chanted: "Who has the same ambition as me? Let's fight against the Heavenly Court together..."

As soon as the poem was read, a beam of fire shot up into the sky, so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.

The fire seemed to have life, twisting its body wildly like a roaring beast.

Suddenly, the mountain cracked, huge rocks rolled down like meteors, and the earth shook, as if the end of the world had come.

The sky was suddenly covered by a special magical power, shrouding everything in the Flaming Mountain. The outside world could not see through it at all. The word "Taiyi" was faintly visible in the runes formed by the magical power.

In this powerful explosion, Red Boy flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and crashed heavily into the mountain wall. Rubble fell down and half buried him.

He was foaming at the mouth and his face was as pale as paper.

A demon-subduing pestle stabbed beside him with a "whoosh" sound, raising a cloud of dust.

I saw a majestic eight-armed ghost child appear beside Tianming at some point.

This person is none other than Nezha, the great god of the Santai Sea Assembly!

Nezha is wearing the Hun Tian Ling, the silk ribbon is like a burning flame, dazzling red, and it seems like flames are leaping and rising as it flutters in the wind.

He held a demon-slaying sword in his hand, and the sword shone so coldly that it seemed to be able to freeze all the evil in the world.

His face was frosty and his eyes were cold and cruel, as if he could see through the deepest fear in people's hearts.

Each of the eight arms held a magical weapon, and the Qiankun Circle emitted a golden light that made it impossible for people to open their eyes; the Wind Fire Wheel whirred under his feet, as if it could burn two holes in the earth.

Nezha glanced at Tianming with a hint of anger in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Don't say things that you shouldn't say. Li Jing's tower is still there." The voice was icy cold, without a trace of emotion.

Tianming heard this and burst into laughter.

"Next time, you two who are playing with fire should communicate with each other first. I have something to do and I won't accompany you."

As he spoke, he also teased Red Boy who was vomiting blood.

"Don't call me mean. After all, you are the Holy Infant King."

"I heard someone say that if you two fight, the odds are 30-70, and Nezha can chop you into seven pieces with three sword strikes. I don't know if that's true."

"Come on, Holy Infant King! Don't turn around and beg your father if you can't win. You have to have some backbone."

"I don't like fighting with kids."

Afterwards, Tianming turned around and walked away in a leisurely manner, leaving only Nezha and Red Boy behind.

Nezha glared at Tianming. The words "children fighting" made him very upset, so he found a place to vent his anger. Holding the magic weapon, he approached Red Boy step by step! !