Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 305 A Corner of the Future

The sky was scarlet and dull, as if covered in blood mist.

The earth is riddled with holes, as if being burned by a raging fire, and there are scorched black gullies everywhere.

Looking around, there is no breath of life, only the dull wind that occasionally rolls up dust and flies under the dark sky.

Zhao Wujiang's heart is heavy, what's wrong with this world?
The screen flashed, and he appeared in the second screen.

A beam of light swept across the sky from far to near. The beam was as wide as a mountain range. Wherever it swept, there were roars, and the earth was plowed out by the beam of deep ravines. Black smoke was burning, and the creatures and plants in it were burned. Into ashes, scorched black.

The light beam swept across Zhao Wujiang, before he could feel the pain, his body was burned to death.

At the last moment, he felt the familiar power in the light beam, Emperor Shun double pupil!

His figure was condensed in the third picture, and the scene in the picture brought his heart to the climax, as if being grabbed by a pair of big hands, tearing and kneading.

Under the dim sky, a little girl with Nezha's head was running. Her small face was as delicate as a porcelain doll, and she was crying loudly at the moment, with the dark sky behind her.

The little girl is none other than Xiao Miaomiao.

Xiao Miaomiao's shoes have been lost, she ran barefoot on the scorched ground, tears kept falling, helplessness and despair written all over her face:

"Master, Miaomiao is afraid."

But in the vast world, no one responded.

The pupil light shot from behind her, Zhao Wujiang was anxious and wanted to catch Miaomiao, the next moment, Miaomiao turned into mustard powder in front of his eyes, and the light beam swept across his body.

This time, he felt the pain, the pain that went deep into the bone marrow.

He let out a scream, not believing what he saw.

The screen flashed, and Zhao Wujiang's figure was condensed in the fourth screen.

He saw several familiar figures, and he also saw himself.

At this moment, I knelt down on the ground, with my head down, as if I had lost my breath.

The black clothes are no longer like ink, but more like the paper gray that appears after the yellow paper is burned, and it will shatter at the touch of a touch.

Qing'er's originally beautiful and innocent face was covered with tears at this moment, and she kept stuffing snacks into her mouth, and her crying sound echoed all around:
"Zhao Wujiang, eat, eat, you will have the strength to stand up when you are full, Zhao Wujiang, eat!"

Behind Qing'er and himself are the figures of three women.

Wu Meiniang, Wang Yanning, Wang Xi.

Their expressions are very solemn at the moment, with despair, unyielding, and reluctance in their eyes.

Among them, Wu Meiniang's belly is bulging, her hair is messy and haggard, she caresses her belly tenderly, and murmurs in her mouth, like whispering.

The next moment, the extinction light between heaven and earth suddenly appeared, swept across the earth, and swept towards Wu Meiniang and the others.

But the beam of light did not burn them all, but grabbed Wu Meiniang like a giant hand holding up the sky.

A loud laugh came from the sky:
"This is your glory!"

"Bang!" The next moment, Wu Meiniang turned into blood mist.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were about to burst, and he ran forward.

The big hand grabbed the other Zhao Wujiang who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, Qing'er hugged his leg tightly, begging continuously, and the cry resounded all around.

"boom!"

Another blood mist swept down the scorched earth.

Seeing Wu Meiniang and himself being crushed by the light beam's big hands, Zhao Wujiang's heart trembled, his eyes were full of yin and yang, and his eyes were far away, wanting to see the end of the pupil light.

But in the next moment, the picture in front of him was shattered like confetti, and then re-condensed, and what appeared in front of him was a dark world.

"Zhao Wujiang, I know how to become a real god, but it's too late."

A familiar voice sounded in Zhao Wujiang's ears. He turned his head and saw that it was Chaos, who looked like a young man with fluttering silver hair.

At this moment, Chaos was covered in blood, his silver hair was stained red, his breath was weak, he knelt on the ground on one knee, and spoke to the other Zhao Wujiang who wanted to help him at this moment.

Zhao Wujiang looked around, not far away, there was a very strong man who was chopped off in the middle and lost his breath. It was Lin Tiannan, the deputy leader of Jianghu League.

Thirty feet away from Lin Tiannan, there was an old man in sackcloth and straw sandals. The old man had his back to Zhao Wujiang, and he was very imposing.

In front of the old man was the pitch-black sky, and there was a figure that melted into the darkness, but he could see two eyes in the darkness, like a big mouth that devoured people, and in the right eye was Emperor Shun's double pupil.

"Mere mortals want to kill gods?"

There was a rambling voice in the darkness, like the whispering of dead beings.

The old man in sackcloth didn't answer, he put his two fingers together, like a sword hilt, and slammed towards the darkness ahead.

The sound of humming came from all directions, and the air was trembling.

"This old man has practiced martial arts since he was a child. He has practiced swords for six years. He has practiced Taoism with swords for 33 years. Don't say that you are just a false god. Even if you are a real god, this old man will kill you as a god with a mortal body!"

"Sword 33!"

The old man shouted angrily, and the world changed color.

The picture before Zhao Wujiang's eyes was fragmented.

He looked around, and he was still on the way to meet Wang Xi and the others.

"Wow."

A mouthful of scorching blood spurted out of his mouth, and his mind was severely injured.

"Zhao Wujiang!"

Lin Tiannan and Li Xuanji exclaimed at the same time, not understanding what happened.

Zhao Wujiang knelt down on one knee, stood up slowly, and signaled that they were fine.

At the end of the screen, the old man in sackcloth should be Li Chunjun, the leader of Jianghu League. As for the result, Zhao Wujiang already knew that the initial screen had told him everything.

"Everybody dies.

Death is the destination of all spirits. "

He murmured softly, Lin Tiannan froze in place upon hearing this.

Travel to the North Sea at dusk Cangwu.

Emperor Shun was buried in Cangwu Mountain.

As one of the five emperors, Emperor Shun has the highest character and virtue among the five emperors. He is honest and benevolent, kind and filial to the people. Therefore, people from later generations often come to Cangwu Mountain to mourn the past.

Cangwu Mountain, the north of the mountain, the shady side.

Inside Cangwu Tomb.

To the north of the tomb, two coffins are side by side.

One of the coffins was wrapped with countless silver chains, and there were many strange totems engraved on the coffin lid.

At this moment, a pair of white and tender hands were caressing the entangled coffin.

The coffin was trembling violently, as if frightened.

"Yuwu, don't be afraid, I will let you out right now."

The owner of the white and tender hands had a soft voice, which sounded like a spring breeze, but the shaking of the coffin became more and more violent, and a panicked voice came from inside:

"no no!

I made a big mistake and was sealed by Emperor Shun, willingly. "

A sneer sounded:
"Maybe it's not your fault, but Yao Chonghua's fault?
Come on, the deity let you out to play, you have been trapped for so many years, you should be eager to be free. "

"Whoa."

The sound of the chain being pulled sounded, the coffin shook violently, the seal could not be broken by the big white hand, and then, a beam of light swept down, and the silver chain sizzled and melted into the sky and the earth.

"The power of this double pupil is really impressive."

The silver chain was completely melted by the light beam, and the coffin lid was pushed away.

Wu Wu gained the long-lost light, but he saw the smiling head appearing in the world around the coffin, and for a moment, the notorious leader of the four evils uttered a mournful cry for mercy.

"I made a big mistake, I made a big mistake, and I am willing to be punished!"

The tender little hand caressed Shang Wuwu's terrified cheek, and said softly:

"Don't be afraid."

Wu Wu's body was trembling, he folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen, let them caress his cheeks, and his body didn't dare to move the slightest.

Bai Nen's hands clenched Wuwu's neck, and slowly lifted him up. He once again saw the current appearance of the master of this power.

(End of this chapter)