Chapter 2263 Injury (End of this volume)
This is a dark underground world. The absence of the sun does not mean the absence of light. In fact, the light here is colorful, the patterns on the spores are exuding emerald green light, the crystal stones on the ground are faintly bright, the fruit growing on the old branches has a purple halo, and a group of glowing fireflies and elves They play together.
The glacier hanging down from above exudes cold air, and the river water presents a special state, between freezing and not freezing. A pocket-toothed badger the size of a honey pot sucked the nectar from the flower stamens. A few wingless hummingbirds stood on the branches and chirped. Their feathers exuded a shimmer and flashed rhythmically, like a piano being played. keys, or plucked harp strings.
The thick giant earthworm arched out of the loose mud. Its behavior alarmed the nearby long-bearded millipede and several unknown creatures. They had weird shapes and strange looks. It was impossible to tell what they were. , more like a species left over from the Paleozoic Era.
Singing sounded in this fantasy world, and the elves looked towards the direction of the sound with joy and curiosity. There should be no human voice here.
Her singing voice is sad and childish, and her voice is a bit hoarse. Her singing is very simple, just "ta da da, da da da" but the melody brings the audience into her sadness.
“Am I a person who shouldn’t exist?” The little girl came to the stream, which was the water flow formed by the falling ice spring. She held a handful of water and took a sip. Many bright but not bright light spots lit up in the stream: "Do you care about me? The light in the water, can you always stay with me?"
The girl's voice was full of sadness, and the light in the stream quickly went out. The girl sighed: "Oh , I really shouldn’t exist..." Her childish white face peeled off into pieces of rose petals, slowly withering in the embrace of the flying elves...
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This is a black Rose Palace, with a soft exterior and gloomy cold bricks inside. A large hall, tall windows, and a lonely chair. The naked woman sat with her soft buttocks on a high-backed chair covered with cobwebs. The cold metal touch on her back penetrated her long black hair and poured into her body. Her legs were crossed, and the black crystal cup in her hand was filled with ink-colored liquid. She raised her head gracefully and tasted the taste in the cup.
There was not only her in the hall, but also a man and a woman, which was incompatible with the cold environment. The woman on the seat admired and observed, with a contemptuous smile on her lips. She gently raised her fingers, and the two of them climbed under her seat.
"Are you happy?"
The man nodded vigorously, looking greedily at the slender feet in front of him, and wanted to look up at the person on the seat.
"Is happiness short-lived? Is it long-lasting?"
"Some are short-lived, and some are long-lasting." After all, the man did not raise his forehead too high, and only saw the woman's knees: "I want eternity more."
"Eternal happiness, who doesn't want it? Who can get it?"
The man said: "If you stay with me, I can get eternal happiness."
On the seat The woman smiled: "But I have been living in pain."
"Master, I am willing to relieve the pain in your heart." The man crawled forward two more steps.
"You... soiled me."
The man quickly stepped away, bowed his head and said: "I'm sorry, I want to express my loyalty."
"Does such a thing as 'loyalty' really exist?"
"I would like to prove it. Existence."
The woman's left thumb stroked the purple-black stone ring on her ring finger: "Then you can remove the knot in my heart." "The servant is willing to do anything."
The woman whispered a name softly: "Celeste Bingzhixie, I want no one like him in the world."
"I understand." The man knelt down and left.
The woman knelt on the ground motionless. The woman on the chair said to herself: "There is no eternal thing in the world, whether it is happiness or loyalty, they are like flowers, they will wither after blooming." She glanced at the woman on the ground: "You go too, regardless of whether he succeeds or not, give him the last happiness before his death."
"Yes."
The woman also withdrew, leaving only a lonely person on the seat in the hall figure, she glanced around, The dim light made this place as dead as a tomb: "Is this my tomb? I am still half-dead in this world, what is the meaning of this existence? Hahahaha..." She smiled, very coldly, Although his face was so bright, his voice was emotionless: "A soul without desires and emotions turns out to be like this. When I end you, the bound heart will be completely liberated..."
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In the rain forest outside Bell Mountain City, Wuye was performing his mission. Not long ago, Steel Needle Eller was promoted to the leader of the Nine Guards. He intended to investigate the mysterious organization with all his strength, but the situation immediately took a new turn. An organization called the Creation Kingship suddenly appeared, setting off two astonishing events in the world. The war actually attacked the two world powers of saints and demons at the same time.
A new task came down, and the investigation of the Creation Kingship was given the highest priority, so he came here, to Bell Mountain City. At the same time, he got in touch with Memphela in the Holy Garden. Memphela Ra told him that he should help Saint Bikoa when necessary.
GITW has never interfered in the wars of other countries, but it is obvious that Shengyuan does not like this powerful organization that suddenly appeared, otherwise Memphis would not have made such a request to him.
Wuye did not ask the new leader for instructions. He knew Aile and would definitely agree to the request of the Holy Garden. So if necessary, he will take action.
Cangshi and Yanshi are a pair of brothers. They are Wuye's subordinates and equivalent to his assistants. He confessed some words to the brothers and asked them to go find out the information, and it would be best to sneak into the royal army. Jiuwei's identity is so eye-catching. Although he usually acts in a low-key manner, he is still easily recognized by others, especially those powerful organizations that always have all kinds of spies and intelligence.
Now that the siege of the city was imminent, Wuye knew that the leader of the Royal Army was Freed, a former commander of Saint Vicoia. He was mentally prepared to take action. If the opponent really had an unpredictable master, then...
Wuye, who was scheming in his mind, suddenly noticed that there was an extra person behind him!
"Wuye..."
This voice made Wuye's body freeze instantly as if it was electrified.
Cang Kong's voice penetrated every cell, and the strange yet familiar smell behind it made his blood freeze instantly!
"It's been so long, have you even forgotten my voice?" A black and red robe emerged from the moist soil, and the high collar and mask covered the man's face.
Wuye's voice was trembling, trembling with anger: "You...you...you are still alive!!"
"Yes, my child. I didn't expect that you could still be here!" See you here..." The mysterious man stood close behind Wuye, cold and cold. His breath blew on the back of Wuye's neck: "Your father...is back." Under the loose sleeves of the robe, a green and cold white withered hand was held on Wuye's shoulder. At this moment, Wuye's The black soul sword was unsheathed, and when he turned around, the black flames on the sword slashed at the man who claimed to be his father!
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