1700: C1700 Tragic

C1700 Tragic

The long-haired man possessed by Zhong Ming experienced countless things in his life and finally found a little friend who could accompany him.

But what a pity it was that he didn't give up all his good points to him.

He had just established a dazzling contract with him and walked for less than a few decades. In the end, they had to go together with him. The three of them were in this shabby place which had already turned into a place filled with smoke and miasma.

He was extremely unwilling.

But there was nothing he could do.

His pair of long and narrow beautiful eyes slightly lowered, the corners of his eyes retracted.

All of his emotions flooded his golden eyes.

All his emotions were covered by a thin layer of eyelids.

He now felt extremely ridiculous.

It was the Heavenly Dao that brought him to this world, and it was the God that brought him up.

And now, ten days after his death, the person who personally carried out this mission was also a Sovereign.

Until now, he didn't even know why his mind wandered to her, where he once favored her so much. Afterwards, he had suddenly disappeared without a trace. He had indulged himself in the role of the God King, excluding himself from the world.

Even now, he still didn't know why the Sovereign hadn't even spoken a single word to her, nor why his gaze had become so cold.

However, this was no longer important in front of this building. The long-haired man and the ancient beast had completely underestimated their own life and death.

If they had held a sliver of hope for his life or death in the past, there was nothing he could do about it now.

It wasn't that they hadn't lived, it wasn't that they hadn't struggled.

It was that the heavens were heartless, taking all living things as nothing more than ruminants to kill them.

They didn't make any mistakes.

The longhaired man's thoughts became more and more chaotic. He didn't see the space he liked. A streak of golden light suddenly flew into the forehead of the Sovereign.

The long-haired man had regained his Immortal appearance.

His current appearance was no different from the one he had in the God Realm.

Perhaps because he was on the verge of death, he had become so indifferent to everything in this space.

He was lazy and proud.

If he was in this world, he would be able to attract everyone's attention.

When the Sovereign came to his senses, he saw that Linley was as lazy as he had been in the past.

Zhong Ming and the long-haired man that Xuan Hao possessed and the ancient vicious beast did not expect such a situation at all.

They were still calmly immersed in their own thoughts.

After a long period of silence, the long-haired man and the ancient beast finally had a conversation.

The Ancient Beast Wa said lightly his own words: "It doesn't matter, this is also our home."

The killer had spoken before this morning. His voice was very different from the long-haired man's clear and bright voice. It seemed to carry a sense of pride, but it was also very low.

He suddenly said this, but it felt like a heavy blow to the longhaired man that Zhou Ming had locked away.

Home?

Now that they were homeless, they put all their energy into themselves. They had never experienced this before. This seemingly illusory space had become their home.

They had already fallen to such a state.

But what had they done wrong?

The long-haired man that Zhong Ming didn't care about suddenly quivered. His eyes were filled with tears in an unknown situation.

Because Zhong Ming followed the long-haired man, because the Buddha was on the long-haired man, because he could feel the emotions and thoughts in the long-haired man's heart, he couldn't help but feel sad.

He had had a family before, but it had all collapsed between them.

It wasn't that he hadn't experienced the warmth of the human world before, but after experiencing the warmth of the human world, he was abandoned by his god.

And when he finally found her, when he finally found the person who accompanied him for his entire life, he would soon face death.

The mistake was his death, which was actually ended by the God I gave him.

"Hahaha, fine, fine." Tears fell from the eyes of the man who cooked the rice slowly from his lower jaw onto Goldfur's body.

Although the fur of these ancient vicious beasts were very luxuriant, and he had just dropped two drops of tears, it was absolutely impossible for these ancient vicious beasts to feel it. However, their bloodlines were the same, and their souls were compatible with each other.

The person lying on top of him, this lazy man with long, proud hair, what kind of pain he felt in his heart was definitely something he could feel.

The golden hair once again fell into silence.

The long-haired man's voice was miserable and choked with sobs.

He did not know what sort of sin he had created in his life. Of course, it was possible that he had already committed those hundred years of murder.

But he did not know if he was born with sin, so much so that he was destined to walk this path.

Even if he was killed by anyone, he wouldn't be as sad as he was now.

He felt especially wronged, especially uncomfortable, and especially sad.

He had even not spoken a word to the God ever since he was pushed down to the mortal world and became a Fallen God. He had lost his divine spark.

The first time it met its owner was when Zhu Sheng gave the order to the village chief in an extremely cold and indifferent manner.

The second time it had met its master was when the Sovereign had raised his hand. Even if it had used up everything it had, it would still have destroyed him.

He was once a god. He was once a father. His brother. A friend. At this moment, he unleashed an irreversible forbidden spell on her.

Zhong Ming was also very sad at the moment.

Killing someone to sever their heart was also so mediocre.

The Heavenly Dao was truly a good plan.

Alright, the man cried. He didn't make a sound, but her tears were like a flood that gradually soaked the fur on the back of the Ancient Beast.

Tears of beauties were probably the most irresistible existence, not to mention the Sovereign who had once held such a beauty in high regard.

But no one knew that the current Sovereign had long ago escaped the clutches of the Heavenly Daos.

Although the Heavenly Dao had completely drained the consciousness of God, the God of Heaven still had his own independent consciousness.

He had done his best for his own Heavenly Law and was extremely loyal to it. However, he had received such a punishment. Thus, he had already been dissatisfied with the new appearance of the Heavenly Law.

And at this point, the Heavenly Dao had already treated him as a scapegoat.

She disdained fighting for the Heavenly Dao. He had the idea of laziness.

Therefore, she cleverly put all of her consciousness into this phantom.

Even though he had followed the will of the Dao of the Heavens and followed the support of the Dao of the Heavens to arrive at this time and place, wanting to exterminate Zhong Ming and the long-haired man who possessed him, he still had a chance.

He also knew that he was unable to escape this calamity.

However, he did not want to die without knowing why.

Thus, she had fallen in the same direction as her doppelganger.

Right now, the Divine Realm had a divine clone on top of everyone else.

And right now, the phantoms opposite Zhong Ming and Number 3 were constantly flashing, but they truly contained everything a God possessed.

Just as the golden light flashed, the Sovereign realized the connection he had with the village head in this space.

He himself was already interested in this. It was only because of the suppression from the Heavenly Dao that he did not dare to investigate his past actions.

But now that she was about to die, he didn't want to stay on top of this regret in his final moments.

Thus, he used a small technique to forcefully retract the village chief's Spiritual Sense. The long-haired man that Zhong Ming possessed and the ancient berserk beast that he had chosen were the last thing on his mind in this space. The village chief, who was wholeheartedly treating them well, lost his life without their knowledge.

After having the Sovereign completely retract his will, he finally remembered all of his memories. The first thing she saw was a long-haired man who had completely collapsed.

The person that he had personally raised and brought up, the person that had changed his mind and allowed him to have his own thoughts, the brat that he preferred the most.

He now knew the situation he was in.

His figure gradually became illusory, disappearing bit by bit from his feet.

Zhong Ming, the long-haired man of Sophson and the ancient killer all suddenly raised their heads.

The two of them had previously completely accepted their fate of dying.

However, when the Sovereigns began to completely disappear, they were still unable to control themselves.

Right now, the Sovereign's body was completely drenched, and his face was covered with a deep layer of sweat as he stared into the eyes of the long-haired man.

The Sovereign had finally regained his former warmth.

In that instant, Zhong Ming, who was unbeatable by the long-haired man and Xuan Xuan, saw in her the kindness that the Village Head once showed them.

"I'm sorry, silly boy." The Sovereign's gaze was no longer cold.

His voice was filled with a faint divine intent.

The first words she said to the longhaired man after she was smelted out of sight.

After that, the longhaired man sobbed to the point of being unable to make a sound.

The Sovereign didn't explain to the long-haired man what he had done.

The Sovereign didn't tell the long-haired man what he was feeling.1

And then, the Sovereign used this forbidden technique to forcibly reverse the situation.

His goal was the Heavenly Dao.

His figure quickly disappeared. At the last moment, when he was about to completely disappear from this world, he smiled.

This was the first time it had laughed in its hundreds of thousands of years of existence.

He smiled at the long-haired man he didn't want, and at the silly boy he grew up with.

The long-haired man instantly felt as though he had been heavily injured.

He protected himself from the danger, but the array in front of him suddenly moved forward.

However, his body had collapsed a long time ago, and his magic power was not enough to resist the garrotte formation. He stepped into the formation.

The eyes of the ancient vicious beast that Xuan Hao possessed were about to crack. Then, when it possessed her body, one could feel his instantly soaring body temperature and bloodline, as well as the rate at which his heartbeat and meridians circulated.

However, it was already too late. The longhaired man's leg had already stepped into the strangling array, instantly lacerated into a bloody mess.

And the garrotte array, having lost its owner's control, instantly expanded.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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