Chapter 881

All this was not done by his Hongjun Daozu's great kindness. His degree again and again was because he was lonely.

Yes, loneliness, boundless chaos is accompanied by boundless life.

It seems like a joke to live with heaven and earth and to Hongjun Daozu.

Because even if the sky and earth on this side are broken, he just returns to his chaotic origin, sleeps in the boundless space, and only waits for the next world to reopen.

Day in and day out, the new world of Qingming is the emergence of his noumenon. Once again, he becomes a king of the king of the sun. Once again, he wakes up in a new world without knowing or even ignorant of the green.

The premise of helping people... Is the beginning of the disaster before the end of the world.

This is the company of life and death, but also the reincarnation of rebirth and destruction.

Seeing Hongjun Daozu here, he suddenly smiled.

He was very impressed by this challenge. As a reward, he really praised it. Now he has recovered from the state of meat pie to the original form of semi Zara.

"It's really good, demon. It's really much more interesting than those who should be robbed under me."

"As a reward, I will give you a surprise of challenge."

"As for you, where did you come from, a Sixiang who is not even a mole ant?"

Speaking of this, Hongjun Daozu didn't care that he had been reorganized in front of him. He planned to be like the half zharo he rushed again. Instead, he gently waved in the direction of the entanglement between Guiguzi and xiaoforget book, and pinched back the line that had already run far away.

Like a king who controls the whole game, he was suddenly interrupted by a fly. He narrowed his eyes when he was not good at all chess games.

"Hmm? You're not from this world. No, you're not even human. You're a collection of multiple grievances. Ha ha, it's so interesting."

"Can it be said that after thousands of times, my Hongjun has also made people forget his majesty. Now, what demons and monsters dare to jump out and provoke?"

"It seems that this so-called ultimate world may also be a defective product of my wishful thinking!"

When he said this, Hongjun Daozu increased his strength and planned to destroy the black line of taste that the owner of unknown origin hated him very much.

But who thought, at the moment when his fingers were about to force, the trembling Guiguzi, who had been crushed under his power, moved his hand very decisively.

He didn't know what kind of way he used, but he turned into a dark thorn with sharp thorns in an instant, and the unprepared Hongjun was caught at the moment of pinching.

"Ah!!"

A sharp and miserable scream, but don't get me wrong. Hongjun Daozu without waves and waves can't make such a sound of losing members.

People who make this sound don't have to think about it. They can only be laughing and forgetting books entangled with GUI GuZi.

The first goal of Guiguzi was to hand down to Hongjun Daozu, but the laughing and forgetting book that fits closely with him and doesn't leak all night was firmly tied into a honeycomb briquette.

It's provoking who.

But Gu Zheng, who heard the familiar voice, could no longer afford to reduce his sense of existence. Instead, he shouted in the direction of laughing and forgetting the book with a little anxiety: "laughing and forgetting the book! How are you!"

This is the question that wanted to be powerless, but it made Guiguzi, who had pierced into Hongjun Daozu's fingers, suddenly smile. Then, when everyone didn't respond, he rolled his body like a locust, and very quickly stripped away the laughing and forgetting book he had turned around with.

Then, the thorn whip of the ghost Valley seemed very pleasant... As soon as the tail of the whip was thrown, the greasy bottle laughing and forgetting Book coiled around him at the beginning... Was thrown in the direction of Gu Zheng.

At this time, Guiguzi, as if he had finally finished his wish, smiled at Gu Zheng, who had just received the smile and forget book in his hand.

Don't ask me how I can see how a whip laughs. In short, Guiguzi trembled and was inexplicably excited. He told Gu Zheng that the last connection between them was over.

"I'm sure I'm right. You're the opportunity to realize my wish."

"You really achieved my wish that I haven't touched for thousands of years, so thank you."

"The contract between us has been completed, and what's wrong with giving you all the longevity of my millennium old ghost?"

"Ha ha, be happy, be happy. From then on, you and I have been causal, and this place is not something you can stay for a long time."

"You'd better take your gadget spirit and leave quickly."

"Heaven and earth are big. There's always a place for you. Go!"

With these words, Guiguzi created a whirlwind and went straight to Gu Zheng's direction. At the same time when his voice just fell, the line between him and Guiguzi, which only Gu Zheng could see, represented the binding contract, dissipated in such an instant, turned into gold light, and fed back to Gu Zheng's body.

These golden lights symbolizing merit, like nine days of nectar, moisten the already riddled body of xiaoforgetshu, fill Gu Zheng's Yasha blood at this time, nourish the spirits linked by the two people, and make Gu Zheng, who is bathed in them, warm, comfortable and don't want to move half.

But Gu Zheng, who was always tight in his mind, was forced to support his sleepy mind, desperately pulled up one end of the laughing and forgetting book, fought against this sense of relaxation, and walked towards the entrance of Hongjun cave.

However, just because of this conversation between Guiguzi and Gu Zheng, Hongjun Daozu, who had forgotten Gu Zheng, once again turned his attention to Gu Zheng.

He ignored that the black vine in his hand was still spreading and expanding, and was still winding around him. Instead, he looked at the direction Gu Zheng gradually moved away and whispered to himself: "It's strange that they are also foreign guests from the region. Why can't I feel anything in that Yasha, but I see a deep tie with the world in you?"

Naturally, he didn't say this to the half zharo who came across with a machete.

The volume of Hongjun Daozu could only be said by the ferocious and terrible Guiguzi who had already changed in his hands.