298 Waiting for you to return

As a result, those creatures who landed from the outer world were shocked and frightened and did not dare to approach the Xiaoyao city. They came straight to Valley of Demons.

Looking at those creatures, I slowly stood up from the top of the mountain, trembling step by step into the air.

The surging artistic conception spread out and enveloped the world.

"Years ..."

I said a word, heaven and earth quivered!

In a flash, the numerous creatures in the outer world near Valley of Demons stagnated in mid-air, their physical appearance aged and decayed at the speed visible to the naked eye, and their vitality rapidly lost.

In the end, in the midst of the wailing, the bones of those living in the outer world were reduced to ashes and disappeared.

This scene, let all in demon valley shocked, don't know what happened.

No one saw me, and naturally, no one knew that I did it!

I left the last wood carving in the Valley of the Demons and quietly left.

There is still an unfinished wood carving in my hand. I am walking in Zhongzhou while carving.

The living beings in the outer world have come down to the world, and many clans and clans are in constant civil war. Although the great disaster of the world has passed, new disasters are emerging. It is still the ordinary people above Jiuzhou who are suffering. They have a hard time settling down and will go through another catastrophe.

I no longer care about other things, just like a passer-by in the world of mortals, watching coldly the sorrows of life and death in the world.

I once saw the birth of small life in a farmer's home and the death of an old man in a wealthy family.

I saw with my own eyes the sufferings and hardships in the world, the bullying and domineering side of some clans, and even the living beings in the outer world being worshiped as gods by some people ...

Everything is happening around me, but I feel very far away from me.

I crossed the border of one state and went to other parts of Jiuzhou.

The situation there is almost the same as that in Zhongzhou, except that compared with Zhongzhou, the creatures outside the sky are stronger in other states, and no one can compete with them.

These creatures in the outer world seem to be looking for something and are not in a hurry to destroy Jiuzhou. Otherwise, Jiuzhou is estimated to have begun to collapse.

North part is a special place.

Here, we can't see the shadow of the creatures in the outer world. Those creatures in the outer world also seem to know that this place is not easy to handle and have not come here. Here, still shrouded by a thick layer of blood mist, is the most mysterious place in Jiuzhou.

I can see that many bloody figures burst out from the northern part. When they returned here, they were all living creatures from the outside world alive. Their fighting power was extremely strong. If a northern part goes to war, great changes will certainly take place on the battlefield outside the sky, but there is obviously no such idea in the northern part. I don't know what the hell is going on.

I did not go deep into the northern part either. After staying here for a period of time, I quietly left.

When I left, I vaguely felt the thick blood fog, it seemed that someone breathed a sigh of relief.

That thought, it discovered me when I first came here, and it didn't give up until I left.

I don't want to ignore anything else now. I will carve what I have seen, felt, realized and cut into the wood carving in my hand.

Time has come to the cold winter, the vitality in my body has passed very little.

I came to an unknown small valley in Zhongzhou and sat under an old tree, carving carefully with a knife and a knife, letting the snow cover me.

A few days later, the knife in his hand fell to the ground. The wood carving had already taken shape, but the face had not been depicted.

Time is running out!

If you can give me a few more years, I may succeed, but the deadline has come and there is no chance!

During the snowstorm, I felt a little dazed. I vaguely saw a man coming from the snowstorm, wearing a coir raincoat and a middle-aged hunter.

When he saw me, he was surprised and walked quickly to my front. He seemed to be saying something, but I could no longer hear him.

"Bury me here ... thank you!"

After saying this sentence, my consciousness was completely plunged into darkness, the vitality in my body was exhausted, and everything was over!

In the dark space, the soul wanders unconsciously and does not know where is the destination.

When a man dies, his soul returns to hell!

However, my situation is different, where will the soul go?

I don't know how long, my soul drifted to the gate guarded by the nine fierce beasts again, confused.

This time, unlike last time, the nine fierce beasts did not target me again, because there was a faint sigh behind the gate.

Who is there?

When such doubts arose, my soul was sucked into the gate by a great pulling force.

...

Spring to autumn, rotation of the four seasons!

As time goes by, I don't know how long it has passed. My soul wakes up in a special state and gradually can feel everything around me.

I was buried in this small valley with flowers, weeds, and flowers.

On my tombstone, a few words were scrawled: Tomb of the Unknown Old Man!

I should thank the hunter. If it weren't for him, I would have been exposed to the dead.

Now I am in a wonderful state. I don't know whether I live or die.

In the years of reincarnation, the artistic conception flowed in my body. The unfinished wood carving that accompanied me buried underground may also be due to the relation of the artistic conception, which can make me linger on the boundary between life and death.

The extreme of death is life, not broken, not standing!

In addition, the seal in my mind was also unlocked silently. In addition to some memories, more is a kind of strange power, slowly flow moisten my body.

The flesh is reborn and the soul is changing. This process is bound to be very long.

It was another winter, with heavy snow and dead silence.

In the cold wind and snow, two figures came together and walked to my grave. They were Zhou Qian and Tang Ling.

Why are they here?

How did they know I was buried here?

On second thoughts, I immediately understood that I had entered into a contract with them. Once I died, they would definitely have feelings.

I'd like to tell them that I'm not dead, but it will take a long time to recover, but I can't speak and even use my soul force to tell them that I can't do it.

Their eyes were red, tears slipped from their faces, and they stood quietly in front of my grave for a long time.

After a long time, they made two tombstones and inserted them in front of my grave. The words on them were all the same. They said: The tomb of my husband Meng Zichen!

Under the tombstone, their names were engraved.

I can feel their sentimental attachment to sadness.

"Bastard!" With tears streaming down her face, Zhou Qian said softly and softly, "If there is an afterlife, no matter how many women you have, I will be your wife!"

Tang Ling said softly, "I'll wait for you, waiting for you to come back and forever!"

They said a lot, like to suppress the heart for a long time all say out, finally can't help but cry again.

As they were leaving, Zhou Qian's eyes were red and swollen and he said softly, "Only the two of us know about you and won't tell anyone else! You can sleep here. It's not peaceful over there in Xiaoyao City recently. We will come back to accompany you when the trouble over there is solved. "

Then, in the snow all over the sky, the figure of two women left, and the small valley was quiet again.