Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Chapter 682: The love of the past world is so confusing that the heart is empty and the Holy Lord is

It seemed that this was the destiny that was destined to die in the dark. The young man had already analyzed it and understood it in his heart, so naturally he was not moved by it.

Master Wuchao is still the same as before. He is in charge of raiding the formation, and Xiao Wushen is in charge of negotiation. Before the fight starts, he only needs to be prepared to take action, and then he can go aside and watch the show slowly.

If the little Martial God hadn't called him, he would probably have been too lazy to move and would have stayed directly beside the Taoist clone. By the way, he could have asked the Taoist clone about his experience in Taoist magic. Why not? Woolen cloth?

Unfortunately, Xiao Wushen moved, so Master Wuchao had to follow.

The young man didn't appear so panicked by the two people's approaching actions. His slightly indifferent eyes were always on Xiao Wushen's body, as if he wanted to spy on the amazing changes taking place in Xiao Wushen's body.

"Jun Yunmeng, you're fine." Xiao Wushen said with a smile.

He and Master Wuchao stopped in the air ten feet away from the young man, no more and no less.

Directly facing the side of the huge ravine, behind him is a huge statue standing quietly.

These wooden chariots and generals are always in a state of deathly silence.But the powerful pressure they continued to release strangely bypassed Master Wuchao and Xiao Wushen, and stopped between them and the young man, as if they were on their side.

The energy between heaven and earth is slowly being attracted into this small space. Everything is growing, emerging from the soil, like being reborn, ready to rise up and rise to the top.

"You're fine, you've changed a lot." The young man looked at Xiao Wushen calmly, with a smile of unknown meaning at the corner of his mouth. Master Wuchao next to him regarded him as nothing, and without even looking at him, he He said to himself:

"Today is a good day. Heaven has returned the memory that belongs to me. My soul, which was trapped at the bottom of the cliff, has also found its true body on its own. I am very lucky to be able to do so with such a sober will and a complete body. Talk to you.

Time really flies by too fast, especially when I live in this hazy place in this primitive holy land. Sometimes, I always have a strange feeling in my heart, that is, every time I wake up, our generations are confused. If yesterday happens again.

Sometimes I also think, if we had not chosen to surrender and settle down, if we had welcomed death together with those heroic relatives and friends, if the infinite calamity had been solved and the first generation had not been destroyed...ah, then everything would have changed, right? "

Xiao Wushen was silent when he heard this, and his fragile eyes shot out an uncertain light.

After being silent for a long time, he raised his face that had long since become a different thing and was not mixed with any nostalgia, took out the black iron giant hammer from the sea of ​​​​consciousness, held it in his hand, and said word by word:

"Forget about the past, from the moment we made the decision, everything has been irreversible. Now you are just a puppet of heaven, even if it returns a large part of your power and allows you to recover And regained some memory.

As long as your connection with it is not severed, you will still be the guardian of the fourth floor of the cliff tower, doing things you can't help but do, doing work that goes against your heart. From the beginning to the end, you are living for nothing. , and live in a hazy state, losing self.

Now that you have received feedback, it must be that Heavenly Dao has sensed the loss of defense on the second and third floors, so it wants to use your power to hinder our trip to the tower.Since we are enemies and not friends, let's stop there and start the war. "

After the little Martial God finished speaking, he flicked his arm and swung the giant black iron hammer towards the young man from a distance.

The terrifying huge force passed through the space, instantly setting off a violent hurricane, whizzing past with the hammer handle flashing with cold light.

The moment the black iron giant hammer swept towards the young man, the latter's expression did not change, and he did not take any protective measures. He sat blankly on the back of the wooden carving machine Yunhe, letting the hurricane blow his clothes to the ground. There was a sound, but it didn't move at all.

As if... stunned!

Fur—the hurricane rushed in like a violent beast, and the powerful impact had already caused layer after layer of wrinkles on the young man's face.

ten feet

At this critical moment of life and death, the giant hammer suddenly stopped only an inch away from the young man's face. Before it advanced for half a minute, I was afraid that the young man's face would turn into a horrible and disgusting shape under the blow of the giant hammer. A puddle of liquid.

"Why don't you hide?" Xiao Wushen said coldly.

At some point, he also crossed a distance of hundreds of feet and came to the young man. He held the black iron giant hammer with one hand like a toy, grabbed the bottom of the hammer handle, and locked the young man. All human energy.

With just a thought, the little Martial God can easily swing the giant hammer, causing the young man in front of him to turn into dregs and disappear in the wind under the terrifying power of the giant hammer.

Complete destruction of the Tao!

"Why are you hiding?" the young man replied flatly. There was no sparkle in his eyes, only a touch of desolate dimness, as if he had seen through everything in the world.

Master Wu Chao, who was watching the battle from a distance, was looking at the young man, but he couldn't help but say something in his heart: The world of mortals is nothing more than this, it's just clouds, why bother.

This seems to be a self-narration expressed by a young man in this posture.

He was very lonely in his heart, Master Wuchao came to this conclusion.

Yes, in this desperate space, spending these boring and numb days in a muddle-headed manner, repeating the cycle for countless years, no matter what, anyone will live alone until death in this environment.

The heart has long been shielded by dust, and covered with a trace of beating life, that is the original appearance of the martyrs.

It's a pity that everything can't start from scratch.

If you choose the end, you will face torture that is worse than life.

The little Martial God's mood changed greatly, and Master Wuchao could easily see it in the trembling right hand of the little Martial God holding the giant black iron hammer.

For some reason, after Xiao Wushen met this young man who seemed to be very familiar to him, his whole state suddenly became chaotic. The two seemed to be inextricably linked.

In other words... this is a kind of bond. Only partners who support each other and have experienced life and death hardships can have such complex and indescribable emotions.

Master Wuchao thought of Yang Jian.

Once upon a time, their relationship was extremely bad, but after experiencing many major events together, under Zhu Houzhao's secret manipulation, they inexplicably became partners who could trust each other.

While feeling emotional, Master Wuchao was also able to understand Xiao Martial God's thoughts.

Killing a partner you identify with?How difficult it is!

After all, not everyone can be like Zhu Houzhao, who uses whatever means necessary to achieve his goals. After using Sun Wukong, he ruthlessly attacks him to death.