Museum of Demons

Jue's pupils contracted, reflecting the Chang'an sword that had lost its true spirit.

When he turned his head, he saw that in the future deduced by Hetu Luoshu, the water ghost looked calm, as if he had undergone a completely different transformation from the past. If in the past he was a freewheeling and unscrupulous character, then now it seems It is a quiet flowing river.

It was only possible to change into this shape without going through a series of reverberations.

The picture of all this suddenly stopped.

The bottom of the goddess's eyes seemed to have a darker ink smudge, which was unconscious. Everything around it lost its luster, solidified, and then was swallowed by this sudden ink-colored emptiness, the evolution of Hetu Luoshu. The future shattered almost instantly.

Taiji Mountain God, who was sitting cross-legged with his sword in his arms, was stunned and raised his head subconsciously.

But he saw that Jue had broken free from the state of watching the future.

"Your Majesty, you..."

"I, I'm fine."

Jue's face was a little pale.

Taiji Mountain God noticed the instability of the former's energy, and said slowly: "Hetu Luoshu is neither good nor evil, even if it is protected by the formation of the Queen Mother of the West, it must not be easily touched, you still... …”

"No, I want to see."

The girl with a warm face seemed to suddenly become stubborn.

Press the right hand on the stone tablet.

Wind, the breath of all things, the flow of breath.

On the other hand, it was the storm that swept over everything.

Or is it devouring all things, the darkness that cannot flow even a shred of wind?

No one knows, but at this moment, the girl stared at Hetu Luoshu with a pair of ink-colored pupils, her voice soft and polite: "Please go back to that future node, thank you."

"Hetu Luoshu is not a living being. If it is said that he is Bai Ze, it can be powerful..."

Tai Qi Shan Shen's persuasive voice came to an abrupt end.

He Tu Luoshu, who has always had hard bones, would rather be smashed than willing to go backwards to play the future, this time, the light of the Hetu Luoshu appeared again honestly. , and Jue is looking at that future again.

Twenty years before that wonderful future.

"The enemy was too strong, and the Great Wilderness interrupted our plan."

"Di Jun...Gan, Di Jun he directly shot, the old man is not his opponent at all, if his male and female dragon and tiger sword and Di Jun fight, it is still in the Great Wilderness... Guan Yunchang has already died in the battle, and Xiang Yu has also died in the battle... …”

A grumpy voice almost shouted.

"Even Lord Wu'an has been pulled, so Han Xin and Bawang can still send back information from the rear."

"It's numb, why is Di Jun's strength so strong?"

It was Bai Ze who spoke.

What was surprising was that Shi Yi was also beside him.

Bai Ze's eye bags and dark circles became heavier, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"The plan was interrupted."

"The Great Wilderness is not simple. Our layout is exchanged with the opposite side, and the effect of technology is equal to that of supernatural powers. In our layout, only the confluence of Han Xin and Bawang succeeded in breaking through, and several other famous generals died in battle. Among them, Liu, they did it on purpose, and the five famous generals of the Great Desolate Age of God also led their respective regiments to appear, and they were defeated and retreated on the front line, and each other won and lost."

"If this battle is sustained, Shenzhou will be able to gain a foothold."

"If you can't hold it, you will be annihilated. If the human world can't hold it, **** it, **** it..."

"In any case, the peak combat power is too little, too little, and the time is still too short."

Shi Yi suddenly said, "There is one last chance."

Bai Ze suddenly became furious: "Shut up!"

Wei Yuan opened his eyes: "Speak, Shi Yi."

Shi Yi, the **** of time, looked at him and said: "The gods have a long lifespan, have experienced countless disasters, and a young country with a mere hundred years cannot be the opponent of the gods, trying to defeat the ten thousand years will of the gods with more than ten years of accumulation. In itself, it is contempt for the opponent, and a state of mind that is so conceited that it is arrogant."

"I think that the opponent's time is far inferior to my own."

"In the same amount of time, people can achieve far more results than the Protoss."

"Even, it is far more than ten times and a hundred times the achievements of the same gods and gods in the world. This in itself is contempt for time and a kind of conceit, but it is not impossible... Since the accumulation of a hundred years cannot compete with the gods, then five thousand years Youyou Yanhuang is enough to fight all gods."

"Several heroic spirits cannot be stopped by battle."

"Then, you can make a desperate attempt to make many heroes of Yanhuang five thousand years appear as high-end combat power, and now the battle is stalemate, there is absolutely no problem with the human race as the basic cornerstone, and even far beyond the four seas, the great wilderness, the strongest backing of the mountains and seas, Only these high-end combat powers are missing.”

Bai Ze slammed his fist on the wall and said angrily, "Shut up!!!"

Shi Yi looked at the swordsman in front: "And call so many heroes."

"There must be a beacon."

"There is one, the soul of a person who is attached to all of them as..."

Bai Ze slammed Shi Yi's face with a heavy punch, blood oozing from the corners of Shi Yi's mouth, but did not speak, just looked at Wei Yuan quietly, Wei Yuan was silent, nodded, and said in a relaxed tone: "I understand, five thousand The year mark, my destiny, may be here."

Bai Ze grabbed Wei Yuan's collar with red eyes: "I am Bai Ze, I am omniscient."

"Even if it is a desperate situation, if you give me time, I will definitely find a way to break the game."

"Don't be stupid... Xuanyuan, King Yu, they all go this way, don't go..."

A punch hit Bai Ze in the abdomen.

Bai Ze's thoughts froze, and then he lost consciousness.

Wei Yuan helped Bai Ze and let him lie down.

"As the only logistics who can assist the famous generals of the martial arts temple at the same time, how many days has Bai Ze not closed his eyes?" Wei Yuan whispered to himself, and then stood up, the **** of time Shi Yi looked at his back: "Have you decided?"

Wei Yuan shrugged: "I like a quiet life, as I said at the beginning."

"But we also know what it takes to live a peaceful life. When one day someone says to you, I'm sorry, I need you to stand in front of me, I know it's my turn... It's always been like this."

Shi Yi watched him stand up and go out.

"No matter how the years go by."

"I will always remember you," he said slowly.

Wei Yuan waved his hand.

………………

Watching the corner of the future that was spied on, the goddess stretched out her hand and wanted to subconsciously hold it, but she couldn't touch it at all. She could only follow Wei Yuan and walk forward. At least the front line has not collapsed yet, and the world has maintained. The prosperity and tranquility of the past.

Wei Yuan went to Longhu Mountain.

The old Taoist priest is retreating, preparing for a decisive battle with Di Jun in the Great Wilderness.

"It's probably a fight to the death, but I think I can barely survive, but it's okay." Zhang Ruosu smiled helplessly, "Are you sending me here? I haven't reached that stage yet, no matter what, I still have a life to live. Row?"

Wei Yuan threw a jug of wine over.

The two sat on Longhu Mountain and looked at the scenery under the mountain, and neither of them said a word.

After drinking, Wei Yuan waved his hand freely and went down the mountain.

The old Taoist said softly, "Wei Yuan, if I can't come back, I will take care of Longhu Mountain."

Wei Yuan joked: "You can take care of it yourself, if it doesn't work, then I'll be dead."

And in this deduced future, the goddess quietly looked at the museum owner.

It never seemed to her that he would end up doing these things.

Go say goodbye to friends one by one.

Go to Qingqiu Country, chat with Nujiao, and say that in the future, the children of the Tushan clan can actually go out for a stroll. People outside actually like fox girls, and the market for male fox spirits is actually good. Of course, be careful of scumbags. Female, but if you really meet the sea kings, Tu Shan should be better.

Go to the place where Daqin was stationed, drink the last glass of wine with the first emperor, and whisper that Qin Feng has no clothes.

Go to the Kunlun Mountains, and cross a thousand miles with a sword on the top of Kunlun.

The sword's edge is wrapped in wind and snow, and it is vertical and horizontal.

Without these common things, he might be a very good swordsman.

Step on the East China Sea.

Going up the river, at the bottom of the Huai River, I was really happy to give Wuzhiqi a full set of games.

In the end, I went to the vegetable market, bought a lot of vegetables, rode a shared bicycle back to the museum, declined the monk's cooking, and took the initiative to cook a hot pot. Bai Suzhen likes quail eggs, but Xiaoqing insists on adding bullfrogs.

Zhang Hao is also a rare visit.

Very lively.

After all, this year is the Spring Festival, and the day after tomorrow when the girl sees this future self, she still wears simple and plain clothes, smiles quietly, and is well protected. It’s just that the museum owner quietly leaned over when she was serving dishes to the guys in the museum.

"Je, come over here."

"Ok?"

The goddess answered almost subconsciously.

Then he realized that this was just an afterimage of the future. At that time, he tilted his head and was pulled by the young man and walked out. There was a car parked outside. The old Taoist doesn’t even know about the car.”

He jumped into the car and let the girl over there come in too.

He hurriedly opened the car key. The young museum owner didn't seem to know much about driving. The car ran out with a roar and almost hit the wall. The museum owner turned the steering wheel subconsciously.

In the end, with the roar, a street lamp was rubbed.

The museum owner shrank his neck and said, "It's over, it's over, it's time to pay the fine."

There was a pained look on his face.

Looking at the girl in the passenger seat, she said to herself, "However, today is a special situation. It's okay for me to run away for a while."

"Ok?"

"nothing."

The owner of the museum smiled and started the car. In the end, the price of this car is getting lower and lower in this era, but it is still a very handsome sports car. The city is full of hustle and bustle. Fewer and fewer people.

Open the car CD, it is a soft piano music, like a dream.

The hustle and bustle of the city is left behind, the sides are flanked by winter cedars, and the surrounding is dark, only a short road ahead illuminated by the headlights, behind the bustling city, the dark blue sky in the sky, inlaid with Xingxing, the young man drives the car seriously, occasionally looking to the side, the girl next to him has slender eyelashes, and the light ahead shines on the road, as if the road will never stop.

The gods in the great wasteland were thinking about rushing to the human world. The fighting warriors took a short rest on this special day, while the human world was still prosperous, brightly lit, and noisy everywhere, but what did this have to do with him? The owner of the museum looked peaceful and walked away like a deserter.

He stomped **** the accelerator.

At this moment, Mercedes-Benz does not know the destination and does whatever they want, as if as long as they don't stop and run fast enough, the era and destiny that was behind them screaming and screaming and killing will be thrown away.

Only the road will end.

The car stayed at the seaside late at night, and in winter, the temperature was below zero.

Originally, it was impossible to freeze the sea surface, but in this era, the extraordinary overflowing, the sea surface will actually freeze, I don't know why, Jue opened his eyes when he saw this era, and looked at the stars and the stars. The lights in the distance, far away from the city center, seems to be quiet away from the hustle and bustle.

The owner of the museum held the car door with one hand and turned it out handsomely.

But accidentally smashed the rearview mirror directly.

Jue smiled in this era, the museum owner looked at the city over there, suddenly pulled the girl's palm, and walked towards the frozen sea, the sky was starlight, and the bright world was in the distance, he didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly let go The girl's palm spun around.

Then he stroked his chest with his right hand, bent down slightly, and showed a smile on his face.

He seemed to be annoyed in a low voice as to why there were no ballroom dances for men and women in ancient China.

Jue was surprised, then smiled and lifted the hem of the heavy winter dress with both hands, curtsey slightly.

She understood what he meant.

Putting two hands together seems to be just another whim of the museum owner.

The stars in the sky, the white ice underfoot.

In the distance are fireworks flying from the city.

There was a young swordsman with a young face, and a girl who couldn't stop smiling.

And the goddess from the real world over there subconsciously covered her lips and her eyes widened.

How many times will there be days like this in a lifetime? The rest and everything in the world, the roar of the gods in the Great Wilderness, the shattering swords that are stuck on the ground, the upcoming duel, and the illusory and beautiful world that is like a bubble, the joys, sorrows and joys of countless people and the countdown of lives have been left behind. behind.

With all of this as the background, it is the most cautious, and there is no romance from the beginning to the end. At the end of the final dance, the museum owner smiled and bowed slightly, as if the curtain call of a grand dance, in the future of the performance. Inside, he quietly looked at the girl and whispered softly.

"I love you."

I love this room too.

On the second day, the core of the earth's veins below the top of the world.

Zhang Ruosu of Longhu Mountain had already left the customs for the Great Wilderness. Bai Ze was locked out of the door, and punched heavily on the dark gate. In the dense formation inside, only Shi Yi, the **** of time, was still there, and the owner of the museum was unprecedented. To sit here without a sword.

I opened a video and looked at the screen at random.

It's the new year, and the tension in the front line has not yet spread to the rear. Correspondingly, the human world that lacks high-end combat power, once it is affected, basically loses the moment the front line collapses. In fact, for a period of time, the whole world is very tense, only You can relax on the special day of the Spring Festival alone. After all, it is a festival imprinted in the blood of this nation~www.NovelMTL.com~ Hey, how do you think our Spring Festival is, does it still feel like a new year? "

"What about this year's party, on the Internet..."

The swordsman looked at these quietly.

Behind Shi Yi started a huge formation that reversed the flow of time.

The formations gathered together, guided by their souls, and inextricably linked, to attract heroic souls.

The excruciating pain was added to the body.

He looked silently ahead, and finally, murmured contentedly.

"Human, it's really good..."

Like when Tushan was brought out, or above Kunlun, he lost his memory, washed his true spirit, looked at the world outside, and finally in the light, the heroes who once galloped across this land as high-level combat power, Once again, without hesitation, he responded to the hand extended by his old friend, but the person who made a fate with them back then is no longer there.

It began with Tushan and finally Yanhuang.

The journey of 5000 years, experienced many betrayals, losses, never give up, has reached the end.

The light in the pair of black pupils finally went out completely, the immortal flower disintegrated like smoke and dust, overflowing from the heart, in that light, a handsome young military commander strode out, stretched out his hand, and shook it violently, but nothing happened. Can catch again.

During the day of the first day of the new year, the first firecrackers sounded in the old street.

The Chang'an sword in the museum where life intersects.

Somehow.

Cracked inch by inch.

PS: Today’s third update…………4600 words.

This idea is actually intended to be written as the original ending route, pondering, but I don't want to write a knife.

So I threw it away, rest assured, it was definitely not the end.

After all, this ending has been seen, holding tea is just a necessary plot.

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