God has some double standards

In an instant, the years and months flew by, and dozens of years passed in a flash.

Alan is still waiting for his dream to wake up, occasionally contacting the lower world to understand the situation.

Jiu Wu didn't step into reincarnation, she sent Shan Shan after sending off Ghost Boss, Shan Shan's soul body was shaken and damaged, and when she entered reincarnation, her mind and soul were still in chaos.

The fairy clan was forced to get involved in the secular world after Xiaoyu'er made a fuss, and made a fuss about the "separation of the six worlds". It's just that they are very slippery, and they are only willing to wash their feet shallowly, and they are not willing to dive into it. .

Laohuaishu and Yiyuan became more and more busy.

Jiuwu occasionally assists Wenren for a while, and at the same time makes a fuss about disappearing. It is not uncommon for him to disappear for three to five years.

Qianshi can be regarded as the happiest. All the things to be done are sorted out by the military adviser Yiyuan. He just closed the door and taught his own demon generals, and set up a bunch of unwritten and broken rules of "fighting is a conclusion", but he stumbled and smashed the entire demon clan. Take it down.

There has been no news of the "Indignation Army" for a long time, as if it suddenly disappeared from this world.

Tired from the battle, it stopped and started, and then stopped, but it was not the same as before. When I went home, my feet were covered with someone's blood.

Xiao Yu'er is still under the abyss of the demonic way. He spent ten years grinding the stone wall to the end, and entered the stone room of the ancient beast trapped by the seal.

The trapped beast is still fighting, and the hatred is watered to grow stronger. In the eyes, the hatred is like an arrow, directly approaching Xiao Yu'er.

He suddenly laughed, the carving knife he had mastered for many years was embedded in the flesh, and he pulled it out without blinking, blood dripped all over the ground, causing the trapped beast to become more restless.

His clothes were covered in dust, his long hair was loose and clumped, covering his deep eyes, handsome features, like a ragged lunatic.

In fact, he wished he could burn incense and take a bath, clean his body, and then hold a carving knife in his hand to carve the god's eyebrows.But he thought torturously, he wanted to be so inhuman, so that his heart would feel bad.But he knew from the bottom of his heart that he just wanted to keep stabbing his heart like this, so that the sharp pain would turn into a dull pain, and after a long time, it would become numb and unable to feel the pain.

Xiao Yu'er didn't have the time to think about the name of the strange beast, and then figured out the life and growth of its ancestors, and understood where it was strong and where it was weak.

He seems to have fallen into the animal farm by mistake, and he is at the end of his life, only the human race who is fighting to the death.

Crazy, he's really crazy, the barrier of the body protection can't be opened, and all the mana is useless, just like that, fighting with the most primitive physical skills of the human race, with his little carving knife.

No matter how decayed and imprisoned the ancient alien beast is, it will always be an ancient alien beast. Even if he fights with the power of a great monster, his end will probably not be very good, let alone with a body of flesh and blood and a small carving knife.

Xiao Yu'er's fate seemed to be predictable.

bang-boom-

Two long and long sounds echoed in the stone room that lacked a wall.

The little fish fell into the water, his blood melted into the water, stained a deep red, his back was pressing on the sleeping statue.

After being nourished by the still water for ten years, the small statue has become extremely moist and has become one with the water. It also seems to have brought on Ah Zhi's usual goodness like water.

Now, the small statue came from the back of the hand that was embracing the child, from a gap between the two of them.

Xiao Yu'er caressed, caressing the crack somewhat flusteredly, his eyes were almost at a loss, waving ripples that opened up the ripples.He hid the statuette.

One of his arms was hanging limply, and there was a big hole in his chest and abdomen, bleeding profusely.

Holding the carving knife, only a little sharpness of the tip was exposed, his eyes were full of fire, and he stepped towards the strange beast.

In the end, he used one hand to poke into the throat of the beast, and saved the beast's life.

And he, with a broken arm, was still in the throat of the beast, not swallowed.

Xiao Yu'er took out his own arm from the mouth of the alien beast, put it back on, and sprinkled the medicine powder all over his body. He just lay there, fell into a coma, and woke up three days later.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to roast and eat the strange beast, devouring his lost mana.

Now that the strange beast is dead, the seal loses its effect and gradually becomes dim.

Xiao Yu'er didn't care about his injuries, and continued to chisel the murals day and night with his carving knife.

Dust piled up thickly on the ground one after another, and the stone chambers were broken one after another. Those ancient beasts and evil monsters who had been trapped for an unknown period of time were rushed up by him as if looking for death, and with the carving knife , Solved - the method of injuring the enemy one thousand and self-injury eight hundred.

Under the abyss, his nameless notoriety spread instantly.

Before he stepped out of the stone room, he saw the original appearance of the abyss, and he became the most evil fallen angel according to word of mouth.Even the creatures who do evil and are thrown into the abyss avoid them.

And who dares to say that they are not afraid?Such a creature who seeks death but cannot die.

Finally, on a certain day when the years could not be discerned, with a loud bang, the sealed land that occupied half of the abyss was wiped out instantly with a devastating force.

In the dark and gloomy, the sounds of killing, carnival, grief, and wailing all stopped. Their hands were covered with blood, and they couldn't help but feel chills.

The sealed place is a forbidden place in the abyss. Once there was a big monster who was arrogant and arrogant, and went to test it, but in the abyss, no one saw him again.

The horror of this place can be seen.

Before that, if anyone told them that one day, this place would be flattened, they would definitely spare no effort to ridicule and ridicule them.But at this moment, not only could they not laugh, they were also full of fear.

The seal fell apart, stirring up smoke and dust and interacting with light and shadow. In the meantime, there was a soul, dragging a remnant body, walking slowly with pauses.

The rare bright light in the abyss scattered and fled behind him, like falling stars. The morning mist rose high and was blown into a round and full shape by the wind. It was really beautiful-it was the beauty of destruction.

Xiao Yu'er dragged a bent leg and a broken arm, and the blood hole on his waist was dripping with blood, and the blood was dripping, pulling out a long road and disappearing behind him.

He kept his head down, his eyes down, and kept walking.

At this moment, the vicious and vicious thugs, tremblingly, automatically retreated to a wide avenue.

Even though he looked badly injured, he seemed vulnerable.

They held the magic weapon in their hands tightly, watched this son go away, and looked at each other in disbelief.

They thought he would go on a killing spree, but in the end he escaped. They sighed with gratitude and regret.

The abyss has no light, it's as black as ink, and it's hard to see five fingers when you stretch out your hand. Even if it's a creature with profound magic power, if you move the magic power to your eyes, you just look at it in a daze.

A jade mountain appeared in front of Xiao Yu'er's eyes.

There was an uncarved, tall boulder lying across his feet, which was full of shiny jade.

He stopped and stared at the jade for a long time.If this stone is used to make statues, it must be excellent.

Suddenly he laughed and looked up at the mountain where the jade was produced.

The jade of the abyss is destined to be buried.

He dragged that leg, ready to step over and crush the rare stone and precious jade directly with magic.But as soon as he stepped forward, his heart hung up, his ears were buzzing, and the pounding made him upset.

His breathing was a little messed up.

He involuntarily took out his carving knife, stretched out his hand to caress the naturally carved jade, but felt almost mournful in his heart.

The unknown days passed, and a statue stepped on the ground full of jade chips, stretched out a hand, slightly bent its back, and arched a beautiful arc, like a seven-color rainbow bridge beside the clouds, with a pleasing light.

The eyes of the statue are pitiful, as if the gods descended into the mundane world.

He held the statue's hand in a daze, and suddenly said: "Don't you know, Ah Zhi, that everything is like this, and life has no fixed time"?"

No one answered.

After a long while, he laughed by himself, with tears streaming down his face, but his voice was as gentle as spring water: "You want to say, there are some things that you have to argue about before you know if you can do it or not. Right? Ah Zhi. Even if my question is different , but your answer is always the same."

Once upon a time, he heard Ah Zhi tell a story about a king who liked a jade statue of a goddess, and liked to eat and sleep together, but one day, the jade statue came true and swallowed him.

He only listened to it as an anecdote, and now, how much he hoped that this anecdote would come true.

He was suddenly overwhelmed by thoughts, and every trace of blood in his body was screaming: You are thinking about him.

But what can he do?He had no choice but to carve out these thoughts stroke by stroke with a carving knife.But sometimes, after loving for a long time, he becomes confused, and there is a faint complaint and hatred in his heart.He would engrave the word "hate" with bloodstains on those stone slabs and wooden plaques, but after a long time, that hate became "love" again, it became the wooden and stone statues, and the words used on silk paintings. The blood on his body, drop by drop, was slowly traced out, most of the time Ah Zhilai was smiling.

He thought he was going crazy.

He gripped the statue's jade hand vigorously, the back of the hand was full of bulging tendons, but the jade hand was intact. It turned out that he had already wrapped the jade statue with an enchantment, so that it could not be damaged.

He raised his head and asked with red eyes: "Azhi, I miss you. When will you come and take me home."

Slowly, the tears still couldn't be held back, overflowing the eye sockets and filling the eyes.

Xiao Yu'er closed his eyes, lying on his back on the ground with self-mockery, sadness and grief.He covered his eyes, silently washing away the sadness in the corners of his eyes with tears.

"Azhi..."

He finally stopped moving forward and lay down in front of a lifeless jade statue, like a dying fish out of the water.

The leaves of Cangwu Mountain began to wither, wild geese flew south, and the weather became cooler.

A gust of autumn wind blew by, rolled up the fallen leaves, and hit Xiao Yu'er on the face.

The fallen leaves were very annoying, covering their faces, they refused to leave, as if they were trying to take root.He frowned impatiently, his mana was concentrated, and he was about to empty all the fallen leaves around him.

At this moment, there was a familiar voice, with a clear and soft voice, like a weeping willow brushing across the lake, disturbing the waves of the lake.

The mana gathered by Xiao Yu'er disappeared in an instant, his hands were a little stiff, soaked in the autumn dew, and the coolness opened the fine hairs on the skin along his fingertips.

He curled up his fingers tremblingly.

The voice asked softly, "Are you all right?"

His eye sockets were hot, the corners of his eyes were moist, and his long eyelashes were wet.

The autumn wind blew the leaves covering the face.