Way of Choices

The monster's wail gradually stopped, and the sun fell back to the grassland to restore calm. Only a thunder sound occasionally sounded in the high altitude. The energy contained in the thunder sound did not know where it should fall, so it had to dissipate in the air and shake. The clouds of the world kept breaking apart.

Holding his short sword, Chen Changsheng walked up to the Shinto. As his footsteps fell, a splash of water shattered, and countless fine marks appeared on the bluestone ground, which was a sign of the accidental overflow of the sword. He looked down at Shinto, Nan Ke had already awakened, and the two maids collapsed behind her, but were still alive.

Nanke was covered in blood, sitting in the rain, his face was extremely pale, especially between the slightly wider eyebrows, it was pale as if transparent, her soul was previously combined with Dapeng, and was seriously hit by Wan Jiancheng, and could no longer stand up . She looked at Chen Changsheng with a slight expression on her face, wondering what the **** was going on, why Jianchi wanted to help this young man, what was the dragon, and why there would be a golden dragon and a black frost dragon Two Longwei? If it is Xu Yourong, or she can still accept the defeat, because she is a phoenix, she has a certain advantage over the gold-winged Dapeng, but how can Chen Changsheng? Dragon...shouldn't it be Akiyama Jun?

Suddenly for only a moment, she quickly woke up, raised her hand a bit hard, wiped the blood from the corners of her lips with her back, and looked at him expressionlessly: "Do you think you can leave Zhou Yuan this way? How disrespectful is the great soul in the mausoleum."

Chen Changsheng thought that the grassland had been destroyed like this, and Jian Chi no longer existed. What respect should we talk about at this time? He did not answer this question, because he was not good at talking. Since the battle, he has not answered in two similar questions, but directly answered with a sword.

"You will still die in this grassland." Nan Ke said: "We will all die here."

Chen Changsheng didn't understand why she said such things, wanting to buy some time before the arrival of death, so as to look forward to the miracle? Nan Ke looked at his expression and knew that he didn't understand why he said this, and asked slightly: "Don't you ever think about it, why is there a sword pool in Zhou Garden?"

He stood above the Shinto and looked at the vast expanse of grassland. Of course he thought about this problem. In the eyes of many people, Jianchi is the burial object of Zhou Du|fu, the speechless stone monument he set up for himself, but when he walked into this grassland and experienced this thrilling battle, how could he still handle this matter? Thinking so simple?

Zhou Du|Fu has fought countless battles in his life, the world has said that he is infatuated with martial arts, but he is not an idiot. If it is for the pursuit of heaven, opponents like Demon King, Chen Xuanba, Lishan Jianzong Master, etc. However, it is clear that many opponents in these battles are not eligible to become his opponents. And why did he keep the opponent's sword in this grassland after every battle victory? And these swords can't leave this prairie, what is holding them back?

"You don't know anything, and you did it in the end, and... actually it was done. I really don't know what to say about your life is good, or stupid." Nan Ke looked at him and said, his expression was a little complicated and difficult It is not clear whether it is pity or mocking.

Before the couple decided to die, they had similar emotions. They thought Chen Changsheng's life was too good. But Chen Changsheng knew very well that his life was bad, so if Nanke said it was true, did he do these things because he was stupid? He didn't know what to say.

After entering Zhouyuan, Nanke never laughed, even in Xuexue Old Town, she rarely laughed, but at this time, she laughed happily, her smile was innocent, but her eyes were very evil, just like the success of a child's prank Looks like: "I have done so many things, worked so hard for a long time, and even burned my life to fight for a living. In the end, I will still die. Everything becomes meaningless. Are you desperate at this time?"

Chen Changsheng vaguely realized that she was telling the truth, and what might happen next-although he didn’t understand what was going on, he thought about it and said: "Even if we will die in this grassland later Here, but it’s better than...we died and you are better alive. Since this is the case, of course our efforts are meaningful."

His voice was a bit tired, calm, but still speechless.

But a voice kept ringing in his heart, as if urging him to leave.

After this tragic battle of tombs, the monsters died countless times. However, for the ocean-like beast tide, it is still only a small part. You can imagine the terrifying number and combat power of the monsters, but... these monsters Not to suppress the sword pool, but to guard the tomb.

All existence should be justified, even more so in places like Zhou Yuan, since monsters are Zhou Du| husband's means of preventing humans or demons from approaching their tombs. So why did he leave these ten thousand residual swords in Zhou Garden and be buried in the water in the grassland? Why did he ban Wan Daojian around the tomb?

Chen Changsheng has no answer, nor does Nanke.

Before entering Zhou Yuan, her teacher's black robe warned her that there was a mysterious power in the grassland that banned Jianchi, and Jianchi was also a ban on that mysterious power. There was a certain balance between the two. In order to ensure the existence of this grassland, do not try to look for Jianchi after entering Zhou Garden. Even if Jianchi is found, do nothing.

So after entering this grassland, she did not hesitate to let Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong escape for so long in order to find the tomb of Zhou Du|fu, but she had no interest in Jianchi's performance. However, Jianchi was still discovered. It turned out to be a sea of ​​swords in the grassland, and then Wan Daojian in the sword pool was summoned by Chen Changsheng. From that moment on, she knew that the balance of the sunless setting grassland was broken, Zhou Yuan will have a major event, and even destroy it directly. To prevent this from happening, she has made great efforts, but unfortunately she still failed.

But what is that mysterious power?

Chen Changsheng looked at the depths of the grassland without any discovery, then turned around and did not continue to walk down the Shinto. Nan Ke and the two maids have become obsolete and cannot stop him from leaving. The previous picture of the demon couple's death in Wan Dao Jianguang makes him feel a little tired, and he must seize the time.

Walking to the corner next to the main entrance of the tomb, he reached out to help Xu Yourong, preparing to take her away. However, when his hand was only a few inches away from her shoulder, he suddenly froze in the cold wind. After a while, he slowly stood upright and turned to look down at the tomb again.

A cry of whimper resounded in the grassland, as if the Xiuling tribe once played Ye Di.

It was the earth wounded who was seriously injured crying. Between the waste grass scraps and the monster's corpse, it cradled the heavy thigh of the downhill hawk, crying in sorrow. What the **** is this sinister and deceitful and even terrifying high-level monster? The previous battle between Jackie Chan and Golden-winged Dapeng spread to the surface of the grassland, adding more horrible wounds to the body of the downhill hawk, but after all, it is the third powerful monster in the earth beast list, and it can obviously support it. What is Tu Hao crying when he dies? Crying your broken leg?

Chen Changsheng didn't understand it, but felt a chill in his body, because Tu Hao's cry was very miserable, and the person who heard it was sad, and was about to cry, very frightened, and as his cry spread, more and more The monsters are howling in pain, these low-level monsters will not cry, their painful howl and wet eyes are crying.

Nanke closed his eyes. She is waiting for death, not for Chen Changsheng to kill herself, but for the destruction of Zhou Yuan.

Chen Changsheng looked silently at the grassland. At this time, the sky had returned to the clear, and the morning was approaching.

Only the sorrows of the monsters kept reminding him that destruction was coming and everything was too late.

There is nothing strange about the grassland, but in his eyes, it seems to have become lighter, and some kind of change has vaguely occurred to him that he cannot understand.

That is a feeling, or because all the swords in the grassland have been taken away by him.

The grasslands are getting lighter, the sky is getting bluer, and the sky is getting clearer.

A clear light emerged from somewhere in front of the mausoleum, traversing countless miles from the ground, and fell into the blue sky.

Quietly, as if nothing happened, it was like a drop of ink, falling into a bowl of water.

Ink in clear water seems to be gentle. In fact, in the next moment, the bowl of clear water will become black.

The blue sky suddenly faded, or became clear.

Over time, the color of the sky becomes lighter and lighter. Light is actually transparent and bright.

Where the clear light disappeared, the bright and transparent sky suddenly fell down.

It was a real sky.

The fragments of the sky drifted slowly towards the ground.

Chen Changsheng stared at the fragment of the sky and his face became paler and paler.

All the monsters raised their heads and looked at the fragments of the sky, stopped the howling of sorrow, and died silently.

Sky debris is falling slowly, like real fallen leaves, it seems that it can be avoided, but the monster sea on the grassland surface does not mean to avoid.

Here is Zhou Yuan, their whole world. Now, the whole world is going to be destroyed. Where can they hide?

The grassland around the mausoleum was quiet, only Tu Hao was still crying sadly.

No matter how softly the fallen mountain hawk touched the top of its head, it couldn't let it whine.

It and its companions have lived in this vast grassland for countless years, and now this grassland is finally going to be destroyed. It and its companions have been guarding the mausoleum for hundreds of years and still have not been able to keep it. How does this make them not angry, how to not be afraid, how to not be desperate, how not to be painful?

Tuao's wailing echoed on the dead grassland, and the falling space debris kept rising and falling, like an endless sad song.

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(Yesterday was the wedding day of nine bookmates. I would like to express my warm congratulations and wish all the Guangdong washboards be out of stock. The next chapter will be out before ten o'clock. In addition, this chapter has nothing to do with Zhou Dong's marriage, I Blessing.)

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