MTL - Being an Author is a High Risk Occupation-Chapter 129
It is God, but it is not the creation of God. Even if it is the Lord, there is no ability to create a new soul out of thin air, even if it is only from the old soul. There is a price for the creation of the ancient nature, and his strength will gradually decline, and his life will gradually decrease. Today's strength is probably only half of the heyday, otherwise he was born in the realm of the gods, how can it be so easily injured by an adult cat, of course, this is not to say that the extraordinary strength is not good. Being a favorite cat by Tiandao is very unique.
Now his last thing is done.
It is well known that the reputation of Qing Tiao is very strong and strong. Nowadays, he is powerful and loses in his extraordinary hands. Although it is a pity to die in the hands of the ancients, but he has seen all the things that he has left, they will be jealous, plus the cat The loyal ones of the original subordinates will be secretly protected. At the very least, it’s going to be a good place to go to the place where the Lord is. As for how to rule in the future, it is not something he can manage.
Lying back on the ground, the corner of the eye aimed at the face of the ancient, and then looked at the infinity, and finally looked away from the white sky.
It’s a pity to see the blue sky and white clouds...
Because of the ignorance, because of his extraordinary, he made a lot of preparations, and I am sorry for too many people.
The most sorry thing is the ancient, because he used the other side as a tool, never cared about his mood.
Second is the endless. He tied the endless life with the reason of the Lone Star and the wishlessness of the dust.
Because of the recent physical and mental abnormalities, he has become a little crazy, and now he is dying, his mind is a rare lucidity.
He suddenly remembered a person, a girl who had been with him since childhood.
Since the beginning of her life, she has never appeared.
Qing Sue suddenly remembered a possibility, a possibility that he could not believe.
No, even if it is true, the glory has fallen, and soon, he will also follow the glory.
Before I came, I told the dead wood, took his body, and went to the end of the East of the Divine Realm, where it was the real bones of the meditation.
He has been so tired for thousands of years, go there, he is going to the side of the dynasty, take a rest...
Qing slowly closed his eyes, and his faint light gradually dimmed.
Green, fallen.
Looking at the corpse of the Qing dynasty, the ancient silence and the infinity were all abnormal silences. The dead wood and the bluestone slowly approached, and the dead wood bent down, holding the green back in his arms, and then turned and left the battlefield.
Everything is over, and the **** of the sacred ancestors was solved before 10,000 years ago. It’s just too expensive, and the big ones have lost everything, including life.
After returning Qing to the side of the dynasty, he wants to travel with Qingshi, which world is good, just don't want to come back to the world.
The old man stared at the dead wood and the bluestone with the blue body, and when he returned to God, he looked at the taunt: "They are gone, what about you?"
Looking at the ancients without coldness.
"Block me?" Gu Gu said with a smile: "I am not interested in the position of the Lord, but... I am very interested in the extraordinary life."
Because of the fall of the Qing dynasty, some of the gods who came from the name of the Qing dynasty were somewhat overwhelmed. At this time, the ancient ancestors gave them the reason to continue fighting, and the melee began again.
It’s just that no one is interested in continuing to fight, like someone who is squatting.
"Do you know where the toilet is?" Because of the series of events that took place, I temporarily forgot the things that I still squatted. Now that the heart-warming story is over, he feels the tumble of the stomach and...some The fact that something may come to the chrysanthemum part...
The broken edge of the car is somewhat speechless.
He has not done anything like going to the toilet for at least a hundred years.
Even after eating into the immortal, if you eat it, you will also eat the fairy fruit wine. This thing itself has no impurities to be excluded, and naturally it does not need to be excreted.
Even the fairy world does not need to be excreted. Do you think that the gods will need such things as toilets?
The broken edge of the car suddenly shook his head.
It’s not going to collapse.
If you see the guy who gave him medicine again, he will definitely feed him a bottle and pull him back.
Is it like an ordinary beast, anywhere?
Think about it, there is no lower limit...
Say, does he need to take off his clothes in this form? Oh, it’s so convenient... a ghost.
Even if the beast needs to find a toilet, where is the toilet?
the other side.
He wanted to go to the extraordinary side, and there was no limit in front of him. He could not move on anyway.
At this time, Lancome, who was next to him, stumbled and ran over, and his waist was obviously tied with a thick layer of gauze.
Because of the beginning of the melee, Lancome was accidentally involved in the accident and was scratched.
He felt a little cold, and he started to sweat coldly. The world in front of him also shook. I remembered that there were sails that stopped him many times before, and said that the injuries on his body had not completely healed. I have a sail... Since I knew the agreement for a year, I was desperate to hurry. When did the sail disappear?
I hope he has nothing to do.
There is also infinite, he has some words to ask, some words want to say...
Invincible...
"Be careful" in the confusion, seeing the innocence, yelling at him and rushing over, then the body was pulled aside by a slap, and let Lancome return to the blood that was splashing in front of his eyes.
Pulling him is a long-lost Lan Xing, blocking him from attacking others. Then, he saw the endless hand holding a weapon and turned to cut the throat of the **** who attacked himself.
The fall of the gods has continued, and there is no more than half of the first standing on the field. The earth is stained with blood, and the smell of blood is floating in the air.
The difference between the gods and the mortals is that the destructive power is high and the scope is wide.
Endless?
Some of the infinite bodies were standing unsteadily, and they were surrounded by Lancome, and they were held in the arms of Lancome. Lan Xing released his hand and stood behind them with a gloomy face.
Holding the endless Lancome, I discovered that the other person’s body was not just the wound, it looked like it had just been hard to come over after a battle.
The blood is full, although some have already done it.
"The injury is not light." The ancient smile: "I still want to send you a ride, but it is not needed."
Lancome panicked and looked up: "Where is the dead wood, where is the dead wood?" The endless injury is not the extent that the drug can be carried over. He needs treatment now, otherwise...
"It's a pity." Minggu looked like a pity: "Because of the fall of the blue, the loyalty of his dead wood naturally lost the meaning of staying here, he left."
"No..." Lancome struggled with enthusiasm and whispered: "Let's go find him, come soon, you will hold it for a while..."
Nothing shook his head, pushed Lancome away, took out his weapon and looked at the ancient world. His posture was straight and straight, just like no injuries, but his face was even more pale.
Geng slammed his mouth: "Well, I will be serious... send you on the road."
The sound of the weapons of the two men was mixed with Lancome’s crying and heartbreaking.
Until the endless incessant, the voice of Lancome caught by Lan Xing came to an abrupt end, and the body itself did not have a good deal and it was too heavy to faint.
"Next, do you want to continue playing with me? Or take them out of here, like dead wood?" asked Gu Gu.
"No." The sullen face will put the stunned Lancome and the infinite corpse in the defensive apparatus of Lan Xingdao: "I am the future patriarch of the nine-tailed cat family, I will continue to be the lord we follow. war."
