He and It

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Liu Fuguang: *smiling bitterly* Yan Huan hates me, but it doesn't matter, everything has passed, I don't hate him, that's all.

Others: *surprised, flustered, afraid to say more* He, um, maybe he hates you? I mean, maybe, maybe...

Yan Huan: *Collapsed in the ruins, heartbroken and about to die* My only comfort is that he should hate me, even if it is not love, I need him to still have me in his heart.

Others: *Silence, shut up, dare not speak until suffocated* ...Yes, you are right.

Chapter 184 Ask Here (12)

Zhou Yi sighed deeply, not knowing what to say.

He is considered the youngest immortal. Before Yan Huan decided to become a ghost dragon and seize endless power, he first chose to kill almost all the immortals, raised him up, and sealed him as a righteous immortal himself. At that time, Zhou Yi was only half a step away from ascending to heaven. Just for this half step, he first made a prediction for himself and foresaw the fact that the road to immortality was almost equal to the road to death.

He hurriedly threw away the tortoise-shell yarrow and rushed back and forth among all the comrades who were about to ascend. He could no longer save those true immortals, but he could still save some others.

Thanks to his divination skills, Zhou Yi not only saved his own life, but also saved the lives of many people. He saw that the future was dark and bleak, shrouded in the light of despair, so he was eager to find a way to break the situation. In the end, God guided him to Zhongshan. In exchange, he gave up the pure and flawless body of the half-immortal to build a A road that can be passed through nothingness.

At the bottom of the Zhongshan Cliff, he searched around and unexpectedly saw many drum beasts swarming up, vying to bite the limbs of a corpse... No, that was not a corpse. The other party was still alive and still weak. Struggling and panting!

In shock, Zhou Yi immediately threw out the spirit treasure. He destroyed the evil beasts formed by the resentment of the dead gods, but found that before he took action, they had been purified by the man's flesh and blood and turned into hissing beasts. Etch marks.

He hurriedly stepped forward, turned over the other party's body and took a look. Zhou Yi's heart suddenly sank. He recognized the other party's identity and at the same time understood the Dragon God's ultimate purpose.

——The supreme good is on the verge of death and can no longer compete with the supreme evil. These three thousand worlds are about to face the most difficult and desolate situation.

Zhou Yi rushed to rescue Liu Fuguang. He healed his injuries, but he could not heal the hideous scars and the empty and damaged Dantian. In desperation, he had no choice but to perform divination and put Liu Fuguang into the last tomb that had not yet been completed, and the location and method of entry were completely confidential. The round spirit white jade coffin is enough to keep him safe and sound for tens of thousands of years.

After doing all this alone, Zhou Yi hid his figure. He had to ensure that the plan went smoothly and that Yan Huan could not find his whereabouts, because among all the people in the world, he was the only one who knew the specific whereabouts of Liu Fuguang.

Subsequently, the world ushered in the Ghost Dragon negative sun that lasted for more than 6,000 years.

The country of Dongnuma has disappeared without a trace. The head of the Dragon God occupies Tanggu at sunrise, and the dragon's tail occupies Yuyuan at sunset. His divine power has grown wildly, and his body and shape have also grown endlessly. The world no longer hates Yan Huan, because even the emotion of hatred is overwhelmed by huge fear and intimidation.

Most people use Ghost Dragon instead of the Dragon God's name, while Demonic Cultivators and other Shinto monks worship Him as Supreme. Even if following Him results in death, they are still happy with it, thinking that they have found gained faith.

Zhou Yi watched in the dark and felt that they were pathetic, hateful and ridiculous.

Yan Huan does not need faith, just as the rise and fall of the sun and moon will not change according to human will. He has become so wild and ancient, stupid and dull, and is almost transformed into the laws and common sense that governs the world. So far, something has always held him back, like a thin and fluttering silk thread, tightly entangled. A crazed bison?

--regret.

As a participant who has watched most of the truth, Zhou Yi made such a bold guess.

It was regret, a regret higher than the sky and deeper than the sea, that completely controlled Yan Huan's heart and soul.

Guilt is the beginning of all surrender. Huge guilt can even spontaneously break a person's knees. The Dragon God does not need faith in anyone or anything, but does he have belated and huge guilt for his former Taoist companion?

Needless to say, yes.

The story between the three parties, Yan Huan, Liu Fuguang and Zhenxian, has evolved into a mess that no one can distinguish or explain in the long dispute. Zhou Yi had no intention of getting involved, but he had to tell Liu Fuguang about some things.

Many complex emotions flowed through the heart of the young immortal in an instant. He looked at Liu Fuguang, who was weak, exhausted, and barren, like two babies on the same umbilical cord. Yan Huan's sickly strength almost sucked him dry. It turned into a thin crisp withered leaf.

Immortal Lord, Zhou Yi said softly, as if he was afraid that if he blew a little too hard, Liu Fuguang's body could be broken, The Dragon God should have already obtained your portrait.

Liu Fuguang raised his eyes and looked at the immortal.

His senses and nerves were numbed by the endless pain, but when he suddenly raised his eyes, he could still see the stunning glory of the past.

The Dragon God has awakened. Without disturbing him, I can only rely on tortoise shell divination. Zhou Yi said, With your four friends, in order to escape the pursuit of ghost beasts, I have to throw your portrait Delaying time...I couldn’t make it in time.”

Liu Fuguang closed his eyes. At that moment, he only felt endless fatigue rising from his heart.

...It's okay, he said hoarsely, It's not your fault.

Zhou Yi tilted his head, looked at the four cultivators who were frozen in the air, and could only be described as 'childish', and continued: At this time, their appearance and body shape have been spread among thousands of ghost beasts. Even the master The door will also be implicated. After all, the Dragon God wants to find you more than anything I have ever seen.

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