I draw a card first

Chapter 200 The Temple and the Witch

Entering the stone gate, time and space changed instantly, and Aiwen brought two women to a side that was somewhat similar to the previous God's Tomb, but had many different wonderful spaces.

This is a very magical place, it seems completely impossible to distinguish between up, down, left, and right, just like the void of the boundless universe, the colors transformed by countless different power attributes are clearly divided into different areas.

Stone altars made of different materials, large or small, are like scattered small planets, scattered in the void of different regions, and at the same time, they are operating on their own according to some unknown trajectory.

Not to mention, at first glance, it really looks like a ring.
Of course, this is from the perspective of ordinary people.

In the eyes of Ivan, who became a demigod, this world looked completely different.

The areas of different colors are completely the fields of gods (demons) with different attributes, and on each altar, there is a clear imprint of the gods, and there are faint projections of different images on the top.

First, avoid a group of birdmen with black and white wings and their boss in a white robe.

Stay away from a certain one-eyed dragon with a spear, and avoid a bad old man who is not a good bird at first sight with a lightning...

His eyes lingered slightly on the old man's armor-clad, heroic daughter, and finally Ai Wen plunged into an area faintly covered with a large cloud texture and golden mysterious light.

Entering the interior of this mysterious light, you will find that it has actually divided itself into five regions.

Based on the direction Aiwen feels, they are the dazzling bright gold and white in the west, the light cyan and purple in the east, the luxurious light gold and vermilion above, the deep blue and jet black below, and the colorful chaos in the center.
Feeling it carefully, Aiwen couldn't help looking down from the blue area with some trepidation. A certain deep-sea-style middle-sea style book that was very similar to the ashes-turned-ashes owner of a certain wooden slip that he stole seemed a little familiar. removed from the altar.

His wings fluttered, and he quickly went straight to the pale golden area above. In the upper middle part of the pale golden, he found his desired target

——A green medium-sized altar.

This is a creation about [-] meters square, made of green emerald-like material in the style of an ancient flower planter. Overall, it is empty, except for a dead tree in the center of the entire platform that is more eye-catching.

From the perspective of the branches, it seems to be a peach tree. At the same time, from Aiwen's perspective, an old man with a big bag on his forehead is silhouetted against the top of the dead peach tree, exuding a faint smell that makes him feel uncomfortable. The unique breath of life attributes.

"It's him!"

After making a decision, Ivan flew over the altar with Wu and Laura, who were completely shocked by all this.

Transformed into a prototype, and then holding the two of them, the three of them quickly walked along the steps to the foot of the dead tree.

Looking at the altar transformed from a wooden stake, someone thought for a while, then silently took out a test tube from the gourd and put it on.

【G virus*modified】

That's right, this thing is a tribute on Ai Wenwen.

Although no one was brought in to carry out the so-called bloody sacrifice, as long as the tribute can satisfy the opponent's remaining strength, it would be the same if they were shipped directly.

Even if you find the right target, the effect may be better.

After all, if there is a female fairy or goddess who doesn't like war, a bunch of muscular men with thorny fruit bursting into clothes, and there will be a bloody and passionate fight on the spot, the reward will definitely not be a good thing
Um, this, it seems hard to say.
Maybe it was completely unclear what was on the Ai document. For a long time, there was no response at the altar.

Just when someone thought they had screwed up and began to seriously consider whether to grab it by force, the withered peach tree suddenly shook.

After that, a gleam of light suddenly enveloped the G virus and took it away, and three small peaches appeared instead.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the famous birthday peach.

Although I don’t know if it’s due to malnutrition, these three small peaches are not juicy at all, and they don’t look delicious no matter how you look at them.

But the majestic origin of life contained in it is not false at all.

Someone estimated that eating one peach is enough to easily double or triple the lifespan of the two women.

If they can cooperate with the first-class level of martial arts cultivation, it will be able to keep the two of them youthful for more than a hundred years!
This is basically the limit that mortals can normally achieve, and the treasures of the next level are not something that a dead guy can take out.

Unless Aiwen can make it up, down, left, and right, those top bosses are satisfied.

But this is obviously unrealistic.

To put it bluntly, except for items that cannot be exposed, those items that cannot be used by outsiders, and may expose the system due to the indescribable form, there is really nothing on him that makes people look at him.

If ordinary so-called treasures are enshrined, it is estimated that the master will just throw some rubbish and send them away. Instead, it is better to find a professional counterpart who will not be too picky.

"Eat it."

Handing the peaches to the two women who were in a daze the whole time, Wu subconsciously took it, suddenly feeling a little wrong.

The woman's intuition made her feel some endings that didn't seem too good. She subconsciously tightened her heart, then grabbed Ivan's hand, bit her lips, and asked softly in a pleading tone:

"Evan, are you leaving?"

Maybe it's because of the exposure of identity, maybe it's because of some fairy laws...

Wu didn't know the root cause of it, but she couldn't imagine the day when she lost the person in front of her...

You will definitely go crazy, right?
Aiwen's silence made the ominous premonition in Wu's heart become a reality to some extent, and her tears flowed down uncontrollably in an instant.

"Wherever you go, please take me with you, okay?"

Facing the girl with pear blossoms and rain, Aiwen really wanted to say "yes", but obviously, he couldn't make such a promise at all, so he could only remain silent amidst her gradually despairing tears.
Perhaps from the very beginning, it was a mistake to provoke this relationship that should not have started.
Eyes facing each other, the two figures are gradually approaching, embracing each other tightly, greedily feeling the warmth brought by each other...

Smelling the fragrance of dancing hair, Alvin felt a powerlessness that he had never felt before for the first time.

as the saying goes
——When I was alone, poverty to me was just the difference between eating steamed buns and eating steak, and it did not affect my happiness. After meeting you, I deeply felt what poverty brings That inferiority complex.
A woman is sometimes the bitter yellow lotus that hurts a man's heart the most, it has been bitter to the bottom of my heart...

"If only I had the power to break the plane!"

Never has Aiwen longed for power more than this moment, the kind of power that can truly break free from everything!

"Wait for me...wait for me, I will definitely come back!"

With the mission completely over, his figure began to gradually fade uncontrollably.

He could only arrange the aftermath work as soon as possible with the help of the seven marks of divine power left behind, while embracing his hands in vain, trying in vain to preserve the last minutes and seconds.

Feeling the warmth in her embrace began to dissipate, Wu couldn't help crying.

Even if a certain shackle in his mind suddenly shattered as Aiwen lifted the seal, and countless memories revived violently, he couldn't resist this heart-piercing pain at all!

"Even if I wait for you for thousands of years, I will always wait for you!"

She whispered softly, tightly closing her eyes in the mist surrounding her at an unknown time.

As if, in the nostalgic bosom, the last bit of warmth
--postscript--

In the Ronks district of New York, one day, a Japanese-style temple that did not match the surrounding style suddenly appeared.

There is only one beautiful witch permanently resident in the temple.

This "nun" from the East is so beautiful that she looks like a fairy in Eastern legends. However, the gangsters around her fear this place as a terrible forbidden land and never dare to set foot there.

Because anyone who dares to offend will be instantly beaten into briquettes by a large number of heavily armed hotshots and even snipers who are hidden and guarded 24 hours a day, and then thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

According to legend, behind these professional soldiers are the shadows of the Conte Society and the Umbrella Consortium, which are now in full swing, and the police have to detour when they see them.

So after a few batches of unlucky people disappeared, this place quickly became a rare and truly pure land in the chaotic Longx District, and even attracted some people who longed for peace and came to worship their faith.

The witch is always beautiful and gentle with a little sad expression, and there is also a beautiful adopted daughter named Laura who is a famous singer, who will show up to help from time to time
In short, in everyone's eyes, the two women are simply a pair of holy angels descended into the mortal world.

It’s the god worshiped at the shrine that makes everyone feel a little strange.

Because this god actually looks a bit like a Western dragon with only a skeleton?
However, soon everyone got used to it all, and the reclusive witch and singer girl became new legends in this neighborhood
this day.
Under the amazed gaze of the surrounding residents, a woman who looked very similar to the shrine maiden, but more mature, suddenly appeared in front of the shrine.

She looked at the very familiar shrine, and couldn't help but wrinkled.

"Wu, have you still lived here?"

Hesitantly stretched out her hand, the woman finally pushed open the sliding door, and saw her poor niece at a glance.

The five ghosts Zhu Gang walked around to the back of the figure who was kneeling and praying step by step, turned around, and looked at the haggard, but extremely determined five ghosts Zhu Wu who knelt and knelt in front of the divine cage with a complicated expression.

Looking back at the weird statue in front of her, she sighed inwardly.

"Is it worth it for you?"

"I believe that he will come back, he will never lie to me."

Facing her closest relatives, Wu's voice came faintly.

The bright eyes were slightly weak, but contained a rock-solid light.

With all kinds of tenderness, looking at the statue carved by her own hands bit by bit, in the depths of her eyes, a stream of light flashed away.
(End of this chapter)