Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

The soldiers turned back and wanted to defend the house, but were taken away by Lu Bu with a knife;

At the same time, Ma Chao and Zhao Yun were not idle, and beat Lan Fang's crystal hard, and the game was over.

Peng Yuan threw the phone away: "That's why you would spend 1 yuan to treat other people's little hedgehogs. We didn't even spend 1 yuan when we got sick together."

"[-] buys the joy of winning..." Ding Jingyi collapsed in the bathtub, "Because, the joy is about to end."

Peng Yuan didn't understand what he meant, but he only felt that the room was unusually bright.Immediately afterwards, there was a piercing sound, like countless missiles launching at the same time.

The cruise ship shook, Ding Jingyi hugged Peng Yuan, and the wet rose fragrance filled the air.

"Why is happiness coming to an end?"

Peng Yuan asked, his voice was covered by a huge roar.The meteor shower fell in the moonlight, hitting the cruise ship like a laser guide, and the destruction began.

137. Chapter 137

Peng Yuan took out the wolf-head wand, held it in his mouth, mumbled a few incantations indistinctly, and the cyan brilliance rose up, covering him and Ding Jingyi who turned into a shield.

The well-made wands helped them a lot, channeling the energy of the sea continuously.

Peng Yuan ran out of the guest room and went to the bow deck. The white deck was covered with sea water, and all the lifeboats were gone.

Peng Yuan looked at the sea again, the waves were tumbling, and meteors entered the sea one after another, causing a huge vortex. Even if he drove a lifeboat into the sea at this time, it would be very dangerous.

Shield inexplicably began to repeat: "Afraid--"

Peng Yuan hugged his shield tightly, and snorted, "It's right to be afraid. In such a terrible sea, who can not be afraid!"

"It's not that I'm afraid of the sea..." Shield said, "It's that I'm afraid of being separated from you again, but this separation seems to be destined, and there is no need to discuss it. The next time we meet, it will be thousands of years later."

Peng Yuan was not happy anymore: "I don't care, we will be together forever, and it won't work if anyone persuades us."

Shield sighed, and Peng Yuan sounded like something was messed up behind his back.

But he didn't want to ask too much, did they have enough to eat, and it was nothing to mess up one more thing.

Just as he was thinking, the sky suddenly shone brightly and burned like a flame. The burning lasted for half the night, and finally fell into the deepest and lowest darkness of the ink, and the sea surface also returned to calm, like the silence after a big toss.

Peng Yuan turned to the sky: "That is..."

What appeared in the sky was a planet, not the kind with star rings or craters seen in textbooks, but a huge piece similar to a meteorite, with a blurry surface, and the blue symbolizing the sea and the land symbolizing it could be vaguely seen The sandy yellow and emerald green meteorites are irregular in shape and full of mystery.

A voice sounded in Peng Yuan's heart: This is the Misty Star.

The bow of the ship gradually tilted down, Peng Yuan came back to his senses, put the shield on his back, and waved his wand.

"'Backtracking'! "

The cruise ship slowly returned to its original shape, and the sea water was discharged everywhere.Peng Yuan used backtracking to prevent the guests on the cruise ship from remembering these messy things, but he didn't do it thoroughly.A passenger poked his head out from the cabin and cursed:

"So many people died, how much insurance lost money? A good thing was screwed up by you magicians!"

Peng Yuan trembled, the hoarse voice sounded familiar, and the words were full of mourning.

But he was not in the mood to answer, he just turned on the phone.Davis left an emergency contact number for Peng Yuan, who can be contacted in case of an accident at sea.

Although Peng Yuan didn't know who the meteor fell from the sky—it was still such a big one—who he could contact and what to do if he contacted him.

Peng Yuan dialed the number, but there was no signal on the phone, the standard ending.Peng Yuan took his phone back and sat on the deck, watching the huge misty star slowly entering the water. Such a huge and disharmonious scene should have been terrifying and spectacular, but Peng Yuan felt that, Something briefly returns to its original position.

A voice came from behind: "How is it?"

Peng Yuan was shocked. Behind them was the air touching the sea. There was a sound here, which was very haunted.

Peng Yuan turned around: "How about what?"

He saw a girl in a gray robe suspended in the air, and it was hard to tell that it was a girl, because her face was blurred under the hood, her feet were covered with dust, and she looked completely immature , difficult to distinguish gender.

If the white skin made Peng Yuan connect with Lund.Then, compared to the naive giant snake, this girl has more untouchable sense of alienation.

"The anchor point is..." the girl said, stepping to Peng Yuan's side, "a tool to link nothingness to reality."

Peng Yuan looked at the blurred face, like looking at a low-resolution painting of an Egyptian character by Kong Shanji, seductive but unable to see the details.

The girl said: "1000 years ago, you and I saw that Ellowyn would end up in a fight and perish. We gave the emperor and empress 1000 years to think about the future of the group.

The 1000-year period has come, and we meet at the anchor point.Time passed and things didn't get resolved. "

Peng Yuan understood the meaning of the anchor point when he thought of what Lenny said on the Misty Star—the war between Emperor Ain and Empress Uriel—

It turned out to be the place where the God of Time and Space agreed to meet with someone to discuss the rectification of civilization.Indeed, there is no better place than the vast sea.

However, even if it is still Ellowyn here, it is probably a quiet and deep palace somewhere.

The girl asked again: "What do you think, wandering souls of chaos and nothingness?"

If asked by another person, Peng Yuan would only feel that the two-thorn newt was embarrassed and cancerous, but when the girl in front of him asked this question, it was unbelievably reasonable, so he bit the bullet and replied: "I'm going to leave." Let's go, don't interfere in the internal affairs of other countries."

The girl was thoughtful, and her thinking was not conveyed through her appearance or expression, but more directly into her mind: "I only promised Feliaia to protect her empire. Her descendants are not under my jurisdiction." within range."

After hearing this, Peng Yuan knew that if the girl in front of her was not Ellowyn's God of Destiny, Moira, she would be someone else.

——When the meteor returns to its anchor point, fate will return to its original appearance.So fate is a long-dead girl?

The God of Destiny said again: "1000 years ago, you also made an agreement with me. Only take away your favorite Orin, and let Ellowyn fend for itself. But you left an anchor in this ocean and spread it in Germany. Your belief and strength have even returned to the Mist Continent. Therefore, our agreement has changed."

Peng Yuan felt bad: "What are you doing?"

"Fate is the result of Gaowei's established trajectory and the same goal. I will use my method to rectify Ellowyn's civilization."

"What, to put it plainly!"

"It's very simple, change Ai Luowen's emperor and let it go on the right track."

Peng Yuan subconsciously clenched his fist, but it was in vain, the shield in his hand was gone.

He was anxious: "What is the right track? How can you ensure that the new one will be fine?"

God of Destiny lifted the hood, and Peng Yuan saw a face that reminded him of Princess Xiaohe: complete, beautiful, and clearly visible.But the face of God of Destiny is younger, and death has fixed her in her childhood.

Peng Yuan can clearly see her two rows of teeth, one row is deciduous teeth, if she is still alive, these are the teeth she is using.

Above the baby teeth are the permanent teeth, neatly stacked between the nose and the baby teeth, ready to burst.Vivid unmasking of life, that is, but still beautiful.

The god of fate revealed the object in Liang's hand, the same texture and the same color, the original red shield was in her hand and turned into a long red sword.

"I'm not leaving, I want to fall in love here..." Ding Jingyi, who turned into a long sword, yelled, "I who have never touched the throne, how can I be better than my mother, brother and niece who have been working for a hundred and thousand years? "

The God of Destiny pressed the hilt of the sword, and Ding Jingyi became dumb for an instant.She raised her long sword and pointed it at Peng Yuan, and the tip bent unconvincingly, like a scalded clay sculpture with a pointed top.

God of Destiny lowered his long sword: "You, whether you are a wandering soul of chaos and nothingness, or a unicorn, a mermaid, or a cat, you are not a good god. You cannot set foot on the foggy continent in this life."

Peng Yuan got angry, and regardless of his fate, he went to grab the red long sword, but only got a piece of air.

Fate disappeared, and the star of mist rose into the sky with it, and bright flames burned around the star.

Peng Yuan waved his magic wand, and countless cyan rays of light pulled the Misty Star, barely preventing its castration.

"Why! Is it reasonable!" Peng Yuan shouted hoarsely, "Find someone who has left his hometown for 1000 years to go back and rule. The social form will be different, okay?"

The Misty Star continued to climb, rumbling like tens of thousands of rockets launching at the same time, the star broke the blue light, leaving brilliant colors like fireworks in the sky.The heat also came out, and Peng Yuan felt that he was going to be burnt soon.

"Let Jingyi go, he's out of luck!"

The cyan light hung on the lower part of the misty star again, Peng Yuan recited all the magics with his memory, and the burning red star and the entangled cyan light glued together, like watercolors fused in a color palette.

Peng Yuan recalled that when Ding Jingyi was doing handicrafts alone, when teaching him makeup, when making milk tea with him, and when the two watched koi swimming in the school pond, they had similar color fusion.It seems that today is not the difference between life and death, but the most ordinary day.

The pulling was as long as a century, and Peng Yuan felt his whole body go limp, almost turning into a plasticine slime.

In the end, the wolf-head wand broke, and all the blue light disappeared, and the fog