The devil has brought his family's Heavenly Tribulation down again

In the distant, distant depths of the darkness, someone woke up from a nap, frowning and looking around.

This is a black-clothed man who is somewhat gloomy when he talks about publicity, and a little lonely when he talks about restraint. Although his appearance is not too ugly, compared with the extremely delicate woman beside him, he immediately looks ordinary and plain No surprises, nothing to attract the attention of others.Only when those thin lips were raised inadvertently, would people look away from the woman and briefly cast their eyes on his face.

But now, there are no vulgar people around him who keep staring at beauties.At this time, the Netherworld is stable, and the River of Rebirth has just swept away a group of people who like to make trouble, and the rest of the dead souls retreat to their respective shabby rooms, without disturbing or interfering with each other, and some of them are unwilling to come to him The troublesome ones were killed by him one by one.

So this one ushered in a rare peace.He originally wanted to have a good sleep, but after closing his eyes for a while, there was a murderous aura that tore through the void and bombarded his soul with incomparable precision, causing him to wake up instantly.

"Interesting..." He looked around, and after finding nothing, he let go of the light in his eyes, lazily nestled back on the bed, rubbed his eyes and yawned while being woken up by him. The peerless beauty explained the situation, "It seems that someone who wanted to kill me found my traces—no, not people from Netherworld, huh, that's right, it must be the realm of life. How much does it matter to me? Hate, the murderous aura crosses the two realms, even that veteran Phoenix, I'm afraid he can't do it to this extent, right?"

The woman next to her raised her blue hair, revealing her alluring face, and smiled softly: "Young Master Rong doesn't hate you."

"Don't hate me? Hey, I snatched you from under his nose, can he not hate me?"

The man laughed out loud.He hooked the chin of the beauty on the opposite side, and put his lips together rather rudely. He turned over and pressed her under his body, and his palms were familiar with the taboo.

"Oh, you savage! Some people have thrown their murderous intent over here, but you are still here, looking for your own death—see if I can't destroy you!"

The woman panted indiscriminately with surprise and resentment. Although she also bent her elbows, stretched out her hands, kicked her legs, and put on a posture of resistance and disobedience, whether it was the charm flowing between her brows or the smile on her face, It all shows that she is far from vowing to defend her chastity like what she said and what she did. On the contrary, she just wants to add fun to the relationship between the two of them.

After some sex, the man sighed contentedly, stretched his limbs carelessly, and lay on his back in a large font, staring straight at the ceiling.

The woman hugged one of his arms and curled up beside him into a small ball, letting the blue silk cover half of the bed softly and smoothly like satin.

The two were speechless for a while, but after a long time, it was still the man who started the conversation first:

"Shang'er."

"Ah."

"Do you want to go back?"

"Go back? Where to go?"

"Go to Kunlun, how about going to see the snow mountain when we first met? I remember that the snow lotus on the top of the mountain is very beautiful. Although it is not as beautiful as yours, it is also special, especially when it just blooms -"

"Well, I remember you kept that flower for five months just to watch it bloom from a bud to a flower."

"Watch it? No, no, I was just watching you at that time, idle and bored, just staring at a flower to pass the time."

"How long have you guarded me?"

"690 nine days."

"I remember it so clearly."

"I always remember things about you very clearly."

"Then you should also remember that I said that I don't want to go back to Kunlun again."

"Don't go back to Kunlun? That's okay, let's go to the East China Sea for a walk. The backhand I planted back then should also have an effect. Now that hundreds of years have passed, count the time, who should be in the game..."

"Well, it should be..."

Both fell silent again.

The woman was stunned for a while, then suddenly restrained all her expressions, and asked softly: "Ah Yue, does that one have to die?"

The other party didn't give an answer immediately, and this person didn't expect to get any answer that would reassure her.But, just when she blinked her eyes and was about to put this heart-stopping question behind her and start a new round of pleasant topics, she suddenly heard the man laughing:

"There were gods and Buddhas in ancient times, but in modern times, people only believe in themselves. No matter who he is and what he is doing, since he is accused by thousands of people, dare he not end it?"

"The problem is," the woman slowly replied, "he has not been accused by thousands of people."

"Not accused by thousands of people? Chang'er, you still believe that who can get something other than hatred and rejection?" The man snorted. I can tolerate it, and allow me to kill and attack for tens of thousands of years, but how can he last for 5000 years? Even this world is afraid of him, hates him, and is hostile to him. Jiebang killed him, the aspirations of the people in this real world, do you want me to analyze them for you one by one?"

The woman shook her head and sighed: "If he learns to love and becomes a normal person like you and me, maybe things will turn around?"

"There will be no turning point, even if there is, it will turn in a worse direction." The man rubbed her hair, wiped away the evil spirit in his tone, and returned to plainness and indifference. The ruthless thing has found a concern, so I set up this game. I have to kill him. If he learns to love, learn to hate, and learn to become a normal person, then it will be even more difficult to keep him—remember, that person There is no room for love, our world needs avenues and rules, but we don’t need an invincible monarch who is selfish and loves. So, when I saw him crying—”

"The real world is in danger, that's right."

The woman sighed again in a low voice, shrinking her body even smaller.

She still remembered the hexagrams she had thrown around for fun 5000 years ago, and the brutal and bleak situation inside almost made her think that the real world was about to be destroyed.Afterwards, she forced herself to calm down and looked at the direction of the hexagram using the Tianyan method, only to see a crying little monster in the distance.

And next to that little monster, there was Mr. Rongsha who was supposed to be counting ants at the bottom of the sky, and this one beside her now.The three of them are all first-class powerhouses. One person may make a wrong judgment, but when the three are added together, no matter how horrifying the result is, it is absolutely the unavoidable truth.

At that time, all three of them tried to kill the little monster who affected the fate of the world.

In the end, none of them succeeded.

"Zhong Lingyuxiu, sometimes it's really not an adjective..." The picture of a hundred thousand years ago flowed in front of her eyes. It's been a long time, but the scene at that time is still vivid in her memory.Under the towering Junzi tree, the little monster with blue pupils was wailing sadly, his small face was wrinkled bitterly, and his nose was covered with tears. The appearance was stunned.

It is like an individual condensed and condensed by the essence of heaven and earth, on which all the good things in the world are endowed, pure and spotless, exquisite and flawless, more moist than the finest natural jade, and more delicate than the most complicated array - she I couldn't find any more adjectives, but I just felt that standing in front of that little monster, the resounding title of "No. [-] Beauty" on my body seemed a bit unreal.

But she also understands that she is a person, while the other party is a more high-end and more mixed existence, and it is meaningless to compare her appearance with it.It's just that she occasionally—even now, still occasionally—thinks about what the young person who was still young at the time has grown up after so many years.

When we meet again, it will be the day when that one completely perishes.She thought regretfully that the only person in the world who might be more beautiful than her would be forever dumb in the annals of history within three to five years at the most.

And before that—

"Speaking of which, Ah Yue," she turned over and cast her eyes on the ceiling just like the man, "Who wanted to kill you just now?"

"The mind lock that can cross the two worlds has exceeded the limit of a cultivator, and it is probably done by some non-human guy." The man said in a lazy tone, "If you count the days, that person should also be contaminated with karma. At least ninety-nine percent of the ten successes are useless, and it would be good to have a cultivation base of the second and third ranks. Well, if you add racial talent and law-breaking martial arts to him, it can be regarded as the combat power of a top heavenly king—so It won't be him."

In the eyes of these two, the top Tianjun is just a rookie. The man drew a standard of strength, and the woman accepted it calmly. After a moment of pondering, she said:

"That's nineteen kalpas?"

Nineteen kalpas, as soon as this name came out, the original obscenity in the hut was swept away, and it became gloomy and chilling, just like the drowsy night before the storm, the air of heaven and earth trembled anxiously, From time to time, there will be a small imperceptible popping sound.

"Nineteen kalpas."

The man chewed the taste of these three words quietly, neither nodding his head in approval nor shaking his head in denial.After a long time, he propped up his body little by little, casually pulled on a robe and put it on, and walked around barefoot for two steps.

Two steps later, he had a sterling silver gun in his hand. The tip of the gun was fluttering with white tassels. The body of the gun was engraved with countless fine and dense patterns. Although the shape is plain and simple, it can be held in a man's hand. Since a domineering force of thousands of troops rose to the sky, shaking the world in all directions.

"Hiding the front for ten thousand years, just wait for this time." He didn't turn his head to look at the woman who got up and got dressed, but just stared at the heavy weapon in his hand, his eyes were undisguisedly hot and hungry.He murmured to himself in a low voice, the voice could not be transmitted a foot away, but it was like a breath of millions of miles, transmitted far away, and passed it to someone in another realm, "Nineteen kalpas, hum, as long as it is broken, I will This 'Thousand Mountain Snow' should be tempered... The number one artifact in the world, of course, must be held in the hands of No. -"

"Lu Yang!"