Ex 89

Ascend to the sky,

Thoughts in the waves are like solid stones, always standing!

His style is really peerless.

Maybe,

This is the essence of zombies,

This is born from death, this is not reincarnation, this is God's hatred of ghosts,

Just like the winning hook of the Yellow Emperor,

Choose to leave when the Yellow Emperor has defeated Chiyou and become a Terran Communist,

Itself is a kind of self exile and separation, marking the complete opposition between oneself and the mainstream.

Just like now,

The world,

Crazy rejection of it!

Step by step, step by step, yinggou is under the terrible force of obliteration all the time, but he still walks calmly and sonorously.

Boss Zhou doesn't have any special feeling in this. If you insist on describing it, it's a bit like taking a roller coaster in an amusement park and climbing a slope;

When will yinggou's tone break,

Then I will start to soar downward.

Everyone who chooses to ride the roller coaster actually knows what he will experience, whether he will shout, and whether he will close his eyes in fear.

Boss Zhou also knew well, so he didn't refuel yinggou and didn't bother to pour chicken soup at this time.

On the one hand, if you sensationalize yourself in this posture at this time, you always feel that the atmosphere will become strange;

secondly,

Whether this road can go on or not is really influenced by a few words of comfort.

However, one thing is certain that the distance from Xuanyuan sword is getting closer.

And from beginning to end, the sword, in fact, did not move!

It's just there, and it's just there, but it's already made yinggou so difficult. It's conceivable that the so-called Xuanyuan sword hacked you. In fact, it's really... Very face-saving.

Because most of the people on the list may have never moved the sword until its death.

"Roar!"

Yinggou let out a low roar.

Mysterious runes began to be released from yinggou to protect his mind and maintain his God.

Unlike the natural and unrestrained freehand brushwork, that kind of thing may be just a trick to win the hook hunting in his early years. From beginning to end, he has not remembered how many years he has been in, and he has not really been forced into such a situation.

I swept through hell twice before. To put it bluntly, I just got some food. Taking advantage of my strength, I went down to teach the children a lesson.

It's hard to say how serious you are, but this time it's different!

In the depths of yinggou's eyes, there was a fierce sense of war. His eyes had been staring at the sword!

In a trance,

It seems to be on the side of the sword,

Standing on the familiar figure.

That figure is not much heroic, nor is it much majestic, nor is it the kind of type that can make people convinced and worship as long as the body shakes and the domineering spirit leaks out.

On the contrary, Chiyou in those days was of that type.

In terms of pedigree, strength and spirit, Chiyou is actually far better than that one.

This is also the reason why the war that decided the fate of the human race in ancient times was so sticky and difficult.

What the Yellow Emperor needs to face is not only a Chiyou and a Jiuli, but a huge and terrible alliance with Jiuli as the core, in which the vast majority of tribes rely on Chiyou's personal charm to control them together.

It can be said that during that period, Chiyou was the real overlord who attracted the attention of heaven, earth, man and God.

Often recalling the past, what yinggou often remembers is not the glorious years when he swept everything in hell. He is more willing to savor every confrontation between himself and Chiyou in detail.

Although, in the confrontation with Chiyou, he won less and lost more.

The defeat was not a one-on-one fight, but a battlefield situation. For a long time, facing the oppression of Jiuli, the Yellow Emperor really dealt with difficulties.

Chiyou also showed his appreciation for yinggou many times, which is a kind of sympathizing. After all, in the Huang Huang world, when the height is too cold, he feels lonely, and there are few people under him who can be seen.

Yinggou also rejected Chiyou's solicitation again and again.

The reason is also very simple.

Yinggou has never concealed his attitude towards the Yellow Emperor. He is too pure. He is pure to be polite to the virtuous corporal at the beginning, pure to be complacent after his achievements, and his eyes will show a desire to be aloof when facing the obedience of thousands of people.

This is also the reason why yinggou doesn't look up to the Yellow Emperor,

Fighting, incompetent, show off, too pretentious.

Comparatively speaking, it's the kind of real life suitable for yinggou to be together with Chiyou, fight together in the war, and drink and sing in the dead wasteland after the war.

The reason why yinggou has been firmly on the side of the Yellow Emperor is that although there are thousands of differences between the two, there is one thing that is really different.

At the first meeting, the Yellow Emperor once said to yinggou that everything in the world will be greasy if you eat too much, and the things naturally raised will always have a trace of fishy smell.

Where are those bird people in the sky? They haven't eaten human fireworks for countless years. It can be said that they have washed their whole body clean early, and filled their bodies and souls with Qi day and night, maintaining the most delicious taste all the time.

At that time, the Yellow Emperor, in fact, saw not only the earth, but also... The sky.

From the beginning, he disdained the immortals above his head and regarded this heaven and earth as a chessboard. They stirred up the situation here, and they searched for luck.

Chiyou, on the other hand, was highly valued by the fairy king. Xianting even came forward and ordered many demon families to join the Jiuli alliance.

In that era, it seemed that this was the real compliance with destiny, as if this was the real hope.

Look, even the immortal is optimistic about him. Isn't this really destiny?

Win hook, just feel very boring about this fate.

Of course, it can also be said that he really wanted to taste the immortal and satisfy his appetite.

Therefore, he fought for the Yellow Emperor again and again, and saved the Yellow Emperor from defeat again and again.

Just think, this other place and Chiyou can be said to be nothing compared to the guy, in the spirit, it is rare to fit with himself.

Sometimes I also feel that the battle in ancient times was just a mess of fish in the pond.

If Chiyou hadn't died and jumped out of that pond like himself, what terrible achievements would he have made?

At this moment,

Yinggou has many thoughts,

So that when he further narrowed the distance with Xuanyuan sword,

When he looked up again,

Subconsciously, the corners of my mouth gently outline,

Without anger, without hatred,

even to the extent that,

It's a way of greeting old friends:

"Waste.................."

…………

Half of his face continued to sit on the ground. This illusory scene was blurred and shook a lot more than before because of yinggou's departure, but it continued to exist because of inertia.

And the surrounding memory pictures are still further flipping.

He seemed to continue to watch, or to wait silently. It can be said that half of his face had been in a hysterical state since he was stimulated by the stabbing in the afternoon.

Tanaka is still standing there, but she is ready to leave.

In fact, she regretted that her appearance might lead to that when yinggou died under Xuanyuan sword, Zhou Ze he left behind would become a sweet cake in the eyes of many wolves.

Under Xuanyuan sword, anything that can increase the probability of escaping, even if it's just a real bit, is enough to make those old people crazy.

Even if they are different from Dryad, even if they want to recognize the Yellow Emperor as their father, it is too late, but it is always good to take one more piece to shed.

Moreover, the emergence of the Dryad also proves the value of the remains.

If he took the soul and annihilated under the light of Xuanyuan sword, it would be all right;

But now, as long as you are not a fool, you can see that yinggou protects that soul!

When yinggou completely falls, that soul is a... "Thing" that everyone must fight for!

It is true that the appearance of Ganyu really proves the value of Zhou Ze, but if she doesn't appear and doesn't compete, does she expect to wait for yinggou to fall behind, and boss Zhou himself runs to his sleeping place to take the initiative to deliver it to the door?

And "in full view of the public", yinggou's "attention" and "care" for his dog is too obvious.

Hanyu bent over, ready to lift the "curtain" and leave the phantom barrier.

Half of his face tilted his head and said in a slightly ironic tone:

"No more reading?"

"I know his life better than you."

Dryad didn't fight half the face, because there was really no need to fight.

Half of his face heard the speech and shook his head. He couldn't laugh anymore, but he continued:

"Look again."

"It's too late."

With that,

Drought opened the curtain, left here and returned to reality.

When yinggou fell, it was the time for everyone to rob Zhou Ze.

After he went out, half his face didn't feel disappointed or lonely.

Just as it happens,

At this time, what appears in the surrounding pictures,

It was on that day that he turned out yinggou and stole yinggou's 3000 year accumulation!

To be able to present in this memory in this life is really proud, because the memory that can be presented here is worth presenting.

It's just that the protagonist, because of the hurry of the sword, has no time to continue to read it.

In the picture,

Standing under the white bone throne, there was a clear anger in yinggou's eyes above.

He turned and left with a laugh, plundering yinggou for 3000 years, making yinggou continue to sink. He felt that he had won and won completely.

He comes from yinggou, but he is better than blue!

He is no longer a dog, but his true self!

However,

The memory picture clearly shows,

When he left,

On the white bone throne,

The one who has been greatly weakened and will have to continue to sink,

A smile appeared.

In the smile, there is no contempt, far fetched, or sullen,

instead,

With a little temperature;

It's like seeing your own little suckling dog,

Finally dare to go down the stairs.

Seeing here, half of his face, who had already known it in his heart, did not get angry again, nor did he continue to be hysterical;

Xu was infected by the smile in this picture,

himself,

Also laughed:

"Ah..."