Jue's pupils contracted, reflecting the Chang'an sword that had lost its true spirit.

When I turned my head, I saw that in the future deduced by Hetu Luoshu, Shuigui looked calm, as if he had transformed completely differently from the past. If he was a character who was free-spirited and unscrupulous in the past, now he seems to be It is a peaceful river.

It is possible to change into this appearance only after going through the reverberation of nine tunes.

The picture of all this suddenly stopped.

There seems to be a darker ink color smudged in the eyes of the celestial girl, unconsciously, everything around her loses its luster and freezes, and then is swallowed by this sudden black emptiness, the evolution of Hetu Luoshu The future is shattered almost in an instant.

Taiqi Mountain God, who was sitting cross-legged with his sword in his arms, was stunned and subconsciously raised his head.

But he saw that Jue had broken free from the state of watching the future.

"Your Majesty, you..."

"I, I'm fine."

Jue's face was a little pale.

Sensing the instability of the former Qi, Taiqi Mountain God said slowly: "Hetu Luoshu is neither righteous nor evil. Even if it is protected by the formation of the Queen Mother of the West, it must not be easily touched. You still... "

"No, I want to see it."

The girl with a warm face seemed to suddenly become stubborn.

Press the right hand on the stone tablet.

Wind, the breath of all things, the flow of breath.

On the other hand, after all, it is a storm that sweeps everything.

Or is it the darkness that devours all things and cannot flow even a little wind?

No one knows, but at this moment, the girl stared at Hetu Luoshu with a pair of black pupils, and said in a soft and polite voice, "Please go back to that future node, thank you."

"Hetu Luoshu is not a living being. If he is Bai Ze, it can be a threat..."

The voice of persuasion from Taiqi Mountain God stopped abruptly.

Hetu Luoshu, who has always had a hard bone, would rather be broken than go backwards to deduce the future. This time, he honestly emerged again. The voice of Taiqi Mountain God holding a broad sword stopped abruptly, and he looked at this scene in disbelief. , while Jue looked at the future again.

Twenty years before that wonderful future.

"The enemy is too strong, Dahuang interrupted our plan."

"Dijun... Gan, Dijun himself will fight directly. The old man is not his opponent at all. If his male and female dragon and tiger swords fight Dijun, it will still be in the wilderness... Guan Yunchang has already died in battle, and Xiang Yu has also died in battle..."

A violent voice was almost shouting.

"Even Lord Wu'an has been dragged, and only Han Xin and Bawang can send back information from the rear."

"It's numb, why is Di Jun's strength so strong?"

It was Bai Ze who spoke.

What was just surprising was that Shi Yi was also beside him.

Bai Ze's eye bags and dark circles became heavier, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"The plan was interrupted."

"The Great Wilderness is not simple. Our layout is the same as that of the opposite side. The effect of technology is equal to that of supernatural powers. In our layout, only Han Xin and Bawang's confluence breakthrough succeeded, and the rest of the famous generals died in battle. Among them, they did it on purpose, and the five famous generals of the Great Desolation Gods also led their own regiments to appear, and they retreated steadily on the front line, winning and losing each other."

"If this battle is sustained, Shenzhou will be able to gain a foothold."

"If you can't hold it, you will be annihilated. If the human world can't hold it, **** it, **** it..."

"In any case, the peak combat power is too little, too little, and the time is still too short."

Shi Yi said suddenly: "There is one last chance."

Bai Ze was suddenly furious: "Shut up!"

Wei Yuan opened his eyes: "Say, Shi Yi."

Shi Yi, the **** of time, looked at him and said: "The gods have a long lifespan and have gone through countless disasters. A mere century-old young country cannot be the opponent of the gods. It is a vain attempt to defeat the ten-year-old will of the gods with more than ten years of accumulation. It is contempt for the opponent and a state of mind that is conceited to the point of arrogance."

"I think that the opponent's time is far inferior to my own."

"In the same amount of time, humans can achieve results far surpassing those of the gods."

"Even, it is far more than ten times and a hundred times the achievements of those gods who are also in the world. This in itself is a contempt for time and a kind of conceit, but it is not impossible...Since the accumulation of a hundred years cannot compete with the gods, then five thousand years is a long time. Yanhuang is enough to fight against all gods."

"Several heroic spirits can't fight to stop them."

"Then, you can put all your eggs in one basket and let many heroes of the five thousand years of Yanhuang appear as high-end combat power. Now that the battle is stalemate, there is no problem with the human race as the cornerstone of the foundation. Only these high-end combat powers are missing."

Bai Ze slammed his fist heavily on the wall and said angrily, "Shut up!!"

Shi Yi looked at the swordsman in front: "And call so many heroes."

"There must be a beacon."

"There is one, the soul of the person who is associated with all of them as..."

Bai Ze punched Shi Yi **** the face, blood oozed from the corner of Shi Yi's mouth, but he didn't speak, just looked at Wei Yuan quietly, Wei Yuan was silent, nodded, and said in a relaxed tone: "I understand, five thousand The Year Beacon, my destiny, may be here."

Bai Ze grabbed Wei Yuan's collar with red eyes: "I am Bai Ze, the omniscient."

"Even if it is a desperate situation, if you give me time, I will definitely find a way to break the situation."

"Don't be stupid...Xuanyuan, King Yu, they all go like this, don't go..."

He punched Bai Ze in the stomach.

Bai Ze's thoughts froze, and then he lost consciousness.

Wei Yuan supported Bai Ze and told him to lie down.

"As the only logistics supporter who can simultaneously assist the famous martial arts general, how many days has Bai Ze not slept?" Wei Yuan whispered to himself, then stood up, and Shi Yi, the God of Time, looked at his back: "Have you decided?"

Wei Yuan shrugged his shoulders: "I like a peaceful life, as I said at the beginning."

"But we also know what it takes to live a peaceful life. When someone says to you one day, I'm sorry, and you need to come forward, I know it's my turn...it's always been like this."

Shi Yi watched him stand up and walk out.

"No matter how the years pass."

"I will always remember you," he said slowly.

Wei Yuan waved his hand.

…………

Watching the glimpsed corner of the future, Tiannu stretched out her hand and wanted to subconsciously grab it, but she couldn't touch it at all. She could only follow behind Wei Yuan and walk forward. At least the front line has not collapsed yet, and the world is maintained. The prosperity and tranquility of the past.

Wei Yuan went to Longhu Mountain.

The old Taoist is retreating, preparing to fight Di Jun in the wilderness.

"It's probably a battle to the death, but I think it's okay to barely survive." Zhang Ruosu smiled helplessly, "Are you sending me here? I haven't reached that point yet, no matter what, I still have a life." OK?"

Wei Yuan threw a jug of wine over.

The two sat on Longhu Mountain and looked at the scenery below, neither of them spoke.

After drinking, Wei Yuan waved his hands freely and went down the mountain.

The old Taoist said softly: "Wei Yuan, if I can't come back, Longhu Mountain, take care of me once or twice."

Wei Yuan joked: "You take care of it yourself, maybe I'll be dead by then."

And in this deduced future, the goddess quietly looked at the museum owner.

It never seemed to her that it occurred to her that he would end up doing these things.

To say goodbye to friends one by one.

Went to Qingqiu Country, chatted with Nvjiao, said that in the future, the children of the Tu Shan family can actually go out for a stroll, people outside actually like fox girls, and the market for male vixen is actually good, of course, be careful of scumbags Girl, but if it is true that you meet the Neptunes, Tu Shan should be even better.

Go to the place where Daqin is stationed, have a last glass of wine with the first emperor, and whisper Qin Fengwuyi.

Go to Kunlun Mountain, and fight a thousand miles across with a sword on the top of Kunlun.

The sword's edge is wrapped in wind and snow, vertically and horizontally.

He might be a pretty good swordsman without these vulgar things.

Step on the East China Sea.

Going upstream, at the bottom of the Huai River, it was really a pleasure to give Wu Zhiqi a full set of games.

Finally, I went to the vegetable market, bought a lot of vegetables, and rode a shared bicycle back to the museum. I declined the monk's cooking and took the initiative to make a hot pot meal. The water ghost and the soldier soul competed for each other. Bai Suzhen likes quail eggs, but Xiaoqing insists on adding bullfrogs.

It's also rare for Zhang Hao to come here once.

Very lively.

After all, this year is the Spring Festival, and Houtiannv saw this future self, still wearing simple and clean clothes, smiling quietly, and well protected, but when serving the guys in the museum, the museum owner sneaked over.

"Jue, come here."

"Um?"

The goddess answered almost subconsciously.

Then I realized that this was just an afterimage of the future. The self in that era tilted his head, and then he was held by the young man and walked out. There was a car parked outside. After leaving the car, the old Taoist priests don’t even know about it.”

He jumped into the car and let the girl over there come in too.

Shou some frantically turned on the car key. The young museum owner didn't seem to know how to drive. The car roared and ran out, almost hitting the wall. The museum owner subconsciously turned the steering wheel.

In the end, with the roar, it still rubbed a street lamp.

The owner of the museum shrank his neck and said, "It's over, it's over, it's time to pay the ticket."

A pained look appeared on his face.

Looking at the girl in the passenger seat, she said to herself, "However, today is a special occasion. It's okay for me to run away for a while."

"Um?"

"nothing."

The owner of the museum smiled and started the car. In the end, the price of this car became lower and lower in this era, but it was still a very handsome sports car. Fewer and fewer people.

Open the car CD, it is soft piano music, like a dream.

The hustle and bustle of the city is left behind, the cedars in winter on both sides, the surrounding is dark, only a short road in front illuminated by the headlights, behind is the bustling city, the deep blue sky in the sky, inlaid with flowers Xing Xing, the young man was driving the car seriously, occasionally looking to the side, the girl next to him had long eyelashes, and the lights ahead shone on the road, as if the road would never stop.

The gods in the wilderness rushed to the human world thinking about it, and the fighting warriors took a short rest on this special day, while the human world was still bustling, brightly lit and noisy everywhere, but what did it have to do with him? The owner of the museum looked peaceful, and walked away like a deserter.

He stomped on the gas pedal.

At this moment, the Mercedes-Benz does not know the destination, and does whatever they want, as if as long as they don't stop and run fast enough, the era and fate of fighting and killing behind them will be thrown away.

Only the road ends too.

The car stayed on the beach late at night, and in winter, the temperature was already below freezing.

Originally, it was absolutely impossible to freeze the sea surface, but in this era, the supernatural overflow, the sea surface will also freeze. I don’t know what the reason is. Jue saw that he opened his eyes in this era and looked at the stars and the stars. The lights in the distance, far away from the city center, seem to be quiet away from the hustle and bustle.

The owner of the museum held the car door with one hand, and thought he was very handsome, and turned it out.

But accidentally smashed the rearview mirror directly.

Jue of this era smiled. The owner of the museum looked at the city over there, and suddenly took the girl's hand and walked towards the frozen sea. There were stars in the sky and a brilliant world in the distance. He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly let go. The girl's palm rotated by herself.

Then he touched his chest with his right hand, bent slightly, and smiled on his face.

He seemed to be annoyed in a low voice why there were no ballroom dances between men and women in ancient China.

Jue was surprised, then smiled and picked up the skirt of the heavy winter dress with both hands, slightly curtseying.

She understood what the other party meant.

Putting the two hands together seems to be just another whim of the museum owner.

The stars in the sky, the white ice beneath your feet.

In the distance are fireworks flying from the city.

The young-looking swordsman and the girl who couldn't stop smiling twirled.

And the celestial girl from the real world subconsciously covered her lips, her eyes widened.

How many times in your life will you be like this? Everything else and everything in the world, the roar of the wild gods, the shattered blades stuck upside down on the ground, the upcoming duel, and the illusory and beautiful human world, the joys, sorrows, joys and countdown lives of countless people have been left behind. behind.

With all of this as the background, it is the most cautious, unspoken romance from beginning to end. At the end of the last dance, the owner of the museum bowed slightly with a smile, like the final curtain call of a grand dance, in which the future of the show will be pushed Here, he quietly looked at the girl and whispered softly.

"I love you."

I also love this room.

On the second day, the core of the earth veins below the peak of the world.

Longhushan Zhang Ruosu had left for the Great Wilderness, while Bai Ze was locked outside, punching heavily on the heavy gate, the dense formation inside, only the **** of time, Shi Yi, was still there, and the owner of the museum was unprecedented. Sitting here without a sword.

I opened a video and looked at the pictures in it casually.

It's the New Year, and the tension on the front line has not yet spread to the rear. Correspondingly, the world lacking high-end combat power, once it is affected, basically loses the moment the front line is defeated. In fact, for a period of time, the whole world is very tense. You can relax on the special day of the Spring Festival alone, after all, it is a festival imprinted in the blood of this nation.

"Hey, what do you think of our Spring Festival? Is it a good time?"

"This year's party, on the Internet..."

The swordsman watched these quietly.

Behind him, Shi Yi activated the huge formation of the reverse flow of time.

The formations are gathered together, using their souls as guides, and are inextricably linked to recruit the souls of heroes.

The pain of being out of your wits is added to your body.

He looked ahead quietly, and finally, whispered contentedly.

"Human world, it's really good..."

Like when Tu Shan was brought out, or above Kunlun, he lost his memory, cleansed his true spirit, looked at the outside world, and in the end, in that piece of light, the heroes who once galloped across this land as high-level combat power, Respond to the palm extended by the old friend without hesitation again, but the person who made a fate with them back then is no longer there.

It started from Tushan and ended in Yanhuang.

Five thousand years of journey, how many betrayals, losses, and never giving up, have reached the end~lightnovelpub.net~The light in those black pupils finally completely extinguished, and the immortal flowers collapsed like smoke, spilling from the heart And then, in the light, a dashing young military master strode out, stretched out his hand, and grabbed it violently, but he couldn't grab anything.

During the day of the first day of the Lunar New Year, when the first firecrackers sounded in the old street.

The Chang'an sword that intersects life in the museum.

I don't know why.

Cracked inch by inch.

PS: The third update today... 4,600 words.

This line of thinking is actually intended to be written as the initial ending route, contemplation, but I don't want to write about knives.

So I threw it away, rest assured, it is definitely not the end.

After all, this ending has already been seen, holding tea is just a necessary plot.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :