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He fell into a cramped and long passageway.

Two years ago, here, he took the corridor with the Snake Emperor, and his buddies walked this way, and in the end, none of them went back.

So I dreamed countless times that I was calling loudly in this cramped and long tomb passage, but it was empty and uncontrollable sadness after all. In the middle of the dream, I was woken up from the bed sweating by myself.

Wu Xie's left hand tightened suddenly, and almost subconsciously pulled out the sword in his sleeve, and then heard Zhang Qiling's voice: "Qi Yu and Fatty are not here, where is this?"

"I don't know." Wu Xie shook his hand away and replied with a dry smile.

[Sister-in-law, you can hold it if you want, there is no one else here]

Zhang Qiling took the lead and walked in front, silent.

Wu Xie's nose was inexplicably sour, and then she smiled like a spring flower: I can stand here and look at your back, this is almost becoming a luxury.

Zhang Qiling's scolding sound awakened the dazed Wu Xie: "Get out of the way!"

The ancient black gold knife in his hand is still dancing like wind and water.

The target is a purple wood human bird.

"Brother, be gentle, maybe you can move back to be the treasure of the store!" Wu Xie's voice stopped abruptly, and Zhang Qiling cut across the air cleanly.

Looking at the people who fell to the ground and fell to pieces, the little traitor Wu Xie wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart.

But the eyes soon fell into darkness.

flustered?Maybe for a moment.

But Wu Xie was more at a loss.

"Wu Xie, your eyes." As expected, Zhang Qiling's voice was still flat and emotionless, and he had the skill of turning interrogative sentences into declarative sentences abruptly.

The two fell silent like this.

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Wu Xie suddenly remembered that the first time he lost his eyesight was when he was collecting bills at the handicap. At the moment when he fell into darkness, his hands that had never trembled before killing people trembled so much that he really wanted to be as innocent as he was back then. Weak and helpless, but that wasn't back then, without Third Uncle, Pan Zi, and even Dali wasn't around, he had to try his best to pretend to be relaxed and indifferent to the whispers ringing around him: "You guys, are you trying to rebel?"

"Wu Xie, you have entered the Bronze Gate." Zhang Qiling actually remembered that before the ultimate front behind the Bronze Gate, he had seen such a figure who was also lonely and lonely, thin and tall, but also without hesitation.

Who did he think about.

The first one to guess was Wu Xie.

Only Wu Xie would break into the Bronze Gate regardless of the danger of Changbai Mountain to kill him.

However, the ghost seal is fake, and he absolutely does not want to believe that figure is Wu Xie, because he will be so distressed that he can't breathe.

He remembered that the owner of that figure had a pair of strange purple eyes, but they were empty and lifeless.

But, how could it be Wu Xie.

That loneliness and loneliness reminded him of his former self.

"Haha, how is it possible!" Wu Xie smiled and lowered his voice. Even though he wore various masks, he never made up his mind to lie to those he cared about.

Such as fat.

For example, the man in front of me.

"These have nothing to do with you."

"But it has something to do with you!" Wu Xie clenched her teeth, trying not to let any helplessness appear in the air.

"You shouldn't have gone in."

"Then you deserve to go in?"

"Wu Xie, what are you planning?"

"...I like you..." The voice was very low.

Zhang Qiling suddenly felt speechless.

So does he like him?

The guy who always drags oil bottles when we meet?

The guy who twitters all the time?

A guy whose sympathy overflows to the point of killing himself?

Yes, do you like it?

My own appearance made such a guy who was supposed to be carefree and carefree grow into a guy who made me feel so distressed that I couldn't breathe.

My own evasion made such a guy who should be invincible in the world bear too many responsibilities that did not belong to him.

Want to escape?

Zhang Qiling thought that he did not have the right to love.

But how can He De let such a person love him to the core.

Stretching out his unusually long fingers, Zhang Qiling finally let out a long sigh, and hugged Wu Xie into his arms.

Wu Xie froze, then cried unscrupulously.

"Qi Yu, what did Tianzhen tell you?" The fat man propped himself up in the dark corner, blocking Qi Yu's way.

Qi Yu laughed when he heard this: "Fatty, I'm Wu Xie."

The fat man was really taken aback for a moment: "Then where did we meet for the first time?"

"Seven Star Lu Palace."

"A second meeting?"

"The tomb under the sea."

"Then, when did you and Zhang Tu meet for the first time?"

"The tomb under the sea..."

Qi Yu looked at the fat man and laughed again: "Okay, I'm Qi Yu."

The fat man suddenly stopped talking.

The pores of Qi Yu's body began to scream frantically: Danger, danger, extreme danger!But where does the danger come from!

His body instinctively wanted to escape, but his consciousness was spinning.

There seemed to be someone standing around him, his vision was dark.

A mind-blowing illusion.

A god-like trap.

Fatty fell, Qi Yu fell, and Zhang Qiling fell too.

Standing alone in the darkness, Wu Xie saw a dark black coffin in front of him, surrounded by emptiness.

The coffin is surrounded by dragons and phoenixes, and there is a square space in the middle.

Two years ago, he took the ghost seal from here and went to the Bronze Gate of Changbai Mountain.

Also saw the end.

The so-called ultimate.

Just a tree.

Eucalyptus tree of life.

This is the name the Zhang family told him.

It was a towering tree, in which there were indistinctly countless human brains. In front of the tree was a pool of blood, gurgling blood bubbles, and Zhang Qiling lay down in it.

As Zhang Haike told him, this is a tree handed down from ancient times, which has the ability to maintain the consciousness of the human brain.

So it records all the secrets from Pangu to the present, this is the ultimate, and each generation of the Zhang family has the responsibility to voluntarily dedicate the memory in their brains to this tree, and then Gepan——

Without hesitation, he moved Zhang Qiling out of the blood pool, and Wu Xie took his place.

Then there is no more then.

Wu Xie came into contact with the tree's weak newborn-like consciousness in the finale, and the two sides reached a consensus.

Therefore, Wu Xie did not lose his memory, but came out.

present.

King Mu of Zhou.

There are very few historical materials about King Mu of Zhou recorded in history.

The most famous unofficial history is the section about Yan people in [Liezi Tangwen].

Some people say that the fabrication of myths is too obvious, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Who still remembers Gongshu before him and Mu Niu Liuma after him.

Whether it was before or after, it greatly dilutes the shock caused by the incident of Yanren.

But what if Yanshi's surname is Zhang?

Yuga Trashi Tree of Life and Zhang Family.

Is there an answer just around the corner?

Wu Xie pushed open the coffin——

It really is headless.

When Wu Xie walked out of the tomb, he was still wondering if the fat man would scold his mother if he saw that there was nothing inside.