The puppets' stage play

Chapter 303 Precursor of Degeneration

Even breathing has become superfluous. All that can be seen, smelled, and felt is a feeling of despair that is close to the abyss.

Like a wanderer far away from his homeland, he passed through many mountains and overcame numerous difficulties, embarking on a distinguished journey called finding himself amidst the praise and admiration of those behind him.

Passing through the white-capped ash field, it collapsed in the sky, revealing a corner of the edge. It opened its eyes wide, trying its best to see the 'distant' scene clearly, with a touch of arrogance in its heart, but sooner or later it would be defeated by itself. The 'merit' of the solution.

Looking endlessly into the distance, the eyes known as the holy golden eyes exude a faint light, giving people a feeling that cannot be underestimated.

Suddenly, it remembered an old man who fell on the roadside and was dying. For the sake of the granddaughter, he saved it. After that, the old man's eyes widened with a look of panic on his face, showing no gratitude at all. Instead, he began to curse himself.

"You are the fearless one and the noble king. You are the monarch who should rule this land."

"As long as you are willing to look back now, your descendants, including you, will enjoy the glory of several generations and be remembered by the world until the destruction comes and kills you and all your descendants."

The old man opened his trembling lips, and next to him was an embarrassed girl. She smiled apologetically, and her pitiful gesture made her heart move.

"Old man, I am not a king. Now I am just an ordinary traveler, aimlessly looking for the next target." There was a domineering look in its eyes.

"Then destruction is nothing to be afraid of. Although I am weak, I also know the righteousness. As a human being, I still understand in my heart what I should do."

"Just tell me where you can see that destruction, and I will defeat it myself."

It smiled softly, with a proud expression on its face. The girl's eyelashes flickered slightly, and she looked here intently, her cheeks turning crimson.

"What a pity, what a pity..." The old man's extremely cloudy eyes looked here, but there was a vague smile on his face, which looked very suspicious.

"Grandpa, don't scare others. It's because of this that we were kicked out by the villagers. It's time for you to stop this bad habit of yours." The girl coquettishly said, her watery eyes meeting the gaze of the incoming traveler. That's it.

The traveler suddenly realized that he was an old madman, and he couldn't help but feel a little contempt in his heart. Sure enough, only this kind of "eyeless" guy couldn't see how powerful he was.

"Living in the land of deep winter, passing through the boundless mountains, and on that cliff, you can find what you want."

The old man ignored his granddaughter's scolding, but slowly shook his head. He finished speaking in a low voice, and his breathing became heavier. He covered his mouth and kept coughing, with a painful expression on his face.

"Whether you or I, this world, our home, everything will be destroyed, because..." The old man raised his face, the expression on his face was particularly ferocious, it was like a roar. words.

But it stopped abruptly in an instant. The old man's wide eyes looked at the still clear sky, and the heavy breathing suddenly disappeared. The traveler took a soft breath, and even felt that even the breathing that he usually didn't notice was so 'heavy'.

"... He's dead." The girl said faintly. Her body softened and she immediately fell to her knees, with a look of confusion on her face.

The traveler shook his head inwardly, wondering what the old guy was looking for. His obscure gaze swept across the girl's exquisite body, but there was some doubt in his heart. Could it be some kind of calculation?

But...it tensed its body and strode forward.

"The dead cannot be resurrected. Miss, are you willing to move forward with me?" Gently covering the eyes that were staring blankly, letting the eyelids fall, the traveler turned his head and looked at the confused girl.

It just so happened that he also needed a servant to handle some 'chores' during the journey. This guy was just right. If he really had something wrong in his heart, it wouldn't be too late to kill him then.

"...I'm honored." The girl was silent for a moment, and then said softly, facing the hot gaze, a hint of blush appeared on her face.

"Haha, you are such a cute 'child'." The traveler smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch the girl's face. Looking at the shy look of the girl in front of him, his eyes were filled with indifference.

It seems that this is the only qualification. It will probably get tired of playing soon, the traveler thought in his heart.

The two simply buried the old man. The traveler had no other ideas, so he followed the last words the other party said. His heart was full of curiosity. He wanted to see what the 'destruction' in the other party's mouth was. What it looks like.

It stood up and looked eastward, looking at the white sky. There was a touch of expectation in its eyes, hoping not to let it down. After all, it had not met anyone who could catch its casual move for a long time.

It is indeed tired of such boring days.

Salsa salsa.

The long boots intertwined with the white snow, making a crunching sound. The lonely traveler yawned out of boredom and continued to move forward.

oh? There is another woman here, let me think about it...

The traveler touched his chin and tried to search for relevant clues from the corner of his memory. He remembered that not long ago, there seemed to be someone beside him, and he even kept calling his name noisily all day long, which looked very annoying.

oh! By the way, the traveler's eyes narrowed, and then he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Yes, there was indeed such a person. Looking at his memory, he had completely forgotten it. He remembered that time...

["...Sir, I will always remember your promise. Now I-"]

His heart was full of irritable emotions. The traveler stood up and looked coldly at the woman standing at the head of the bed. The woman was touching her belly inexplicably, looking nervous, and the expression on her face was both bitter and smiling. .

Not to mention the purity of the first sight, at this moment, looking at the disheveled appearance, the traveler's heart was full of resistance, this thing is too disgusting.

It simply got down to the ground, and the woman stared blankly at the approaching travelers, with a smile on her face——

Peng!

The headless body suddenly exploded. The traveler looked at the bloody mud on the ground with disgust, turned around, picked up his clothes, put them on one by one, whistled in his mouth, turned around and left here.

Okay, travel light. It's a little excited. It's very close to its final destination. It's always been out of the desire to seduce others that it deliberately takes them with it.

However, as time passed, it realized that it was probably a coincidence after seeing no one attacking.

However, after that, what arose in its heart was not happiness, but deep regret. Then wouldn't its efforts be in vain? !

After sorting out the mood, it hit the road again.

"Well, at least as a tool, she's not bad." The traveler commented lightly, and then looked at the endless rocks that had been revealed in the distance.

Earthy yellow and jet black compete for the first place, dyeing the world in front of them with their own colors. Of course, there are also wild beasts with dark patterns that appear inside, as well as figures whispering in dark corners.

Phew, the savage beast disintegrated on the spot and shattered into pieces.

Pa, with the sound in his mouth, he exhaled into a sword and smashed all those ill-intentioned figures into pieces.

The traveler closed his mouth and walked forward leisurely, erasing all the things that made him unhappy along the way. These 'evil people' dared to appear in front of him, which was simply staining his eyes.

"Get out of here, get out of my way."

The traveler shouted nonchalantly, with a look of arrogance on his face.

The countless overlapping mountains trembled slightly, and then a passage appeared. It was a straight and neat road. The traveler smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked into the distance. When his eyes focused, he could vaguely see a smooth cliff like a mirror. .

"Oh, let me see what that destruction is..."

His mouth opened involuntarily, and his originally sloppy body suddenly became tense. Cold sweat fell from his forehead, but he didn't even think about wiping it off.

It just stared at the scene in front of it with wide eyes and a horrified expression.

At this moment, it understood, that guy... No, why did the 'sage' say that.

The sea of ​​clouds that could not be reached by the eyes was destroyed, and the man with a serious expression stood in the air. Just like this, he showed his powerful essence. It could be seen at a glance that he was a real strong man.

On the other side, there is an extremely tall figure. The traveler's eyes are calling, and a name seems to be ringing in his mind.

["That is the most holy image, a symbol of authority."]

["Thousands of hands and images, faceless eyes, full of Dharma and majesty, and all those who do what they do are included in them."

["Listen, recite silently, and then, be silent forever."]

Click, click, inexplicably, it heard the sound of shattering, and somewhere in its heart, the scene of shattered joints was reflected, and it looked at the scene in a daze.

After a while, it suddenly became clear.

It turned out that it was me——

His consciousness completely fell into a slump, and a vague old voice spoke vaguely.

In that corner of "destruction", you can see the scene of the future, and it is that scene that has caused the withering of the current era, burning the past and cutting off the future. It is really...

“——————————”

Lu Yao glanced at a certain place, and he didn't know which world was trying to explore the nature of the power that wandered in all major time and space. He finally traced it back to this place, and was directly drained of life by the throne in front of him, leading to destruction.

But... He shook his head secretly, that was none of his business.

Behind him, Milo looked solemn. While trying to get closer to somewhere, he activated the power of the explosion to temporarily suppress the incoming pseudo-lords.

Glinton's posture was elegant. As his palms, legs and feet danced, an invisible rhythm swayed, causing bursts of distortion. There was also a slightly unwilling golden light floating around the body, providing it with a shelter to maintain its sanity. '.

It was an amulet that he deliberately asked his 'god' to use for self-defense. Now it seemed that the god still cared about him very much. He was extremely moved in his heart and had a look of sadness on his face.

Milo frowned and glanced at the other person. He looked away uninterestedly and looked at his mother whose breath was getting weaker and weaker in the distance. The eagerness in his heart became stronger.

We can't delay it any longer, Lu Yao thought to himself.

"Let's end it as soon as possible." He stretched out his hand and seven rays of light suddenly appeared around him. They were seven sharp blades with their own characteristics, connected in series with each other, and different colored lines connecting various parts of the body.

"Taihua, Yucang, Bailue, Zhuluke, Xishaerzan, Libo."

Lu Yao's eyes flashed across the six different sharp blades, and he felt a sense of emotion in his heart. These were all traces of his life.

The elder gave him a long sword named after the mountain.

Relatives and friends presented each other with full blessings, a giant sword that turned blue all over.

Two close friends forged it with their own hands. After destroying a large number of precious materials and treasures, the red knife was drawn from the essence and blood of three people.

His whole body was purple, shrouded in purple mist, and a sharp, conical blade was faintly revealed.

Pure white and flawless, like a cold blade of the color of the sky, as thin as a cicada's wing, in the shape of a round pancake.

Huddled in a corner, it was an ordinary broken knife with a faint light.

In the end, Lu Yao stopped the wavering in his heart and looked at the last small sword floating in the air, as if it was a toy-like sword that could be bought casually. It was only as long as a finger width, and it was full of gaps. It always seemed to have a A sense of loneliness.

["This is for you, Xiaoyao. From now on, you will protect your mother."] The smiling woman in front of her bent down, her bright smile looking a bit dazzling.

["Your mother was a white bird from the beginning, from the beginning."]

Falling in a pool of blood, the pale-faced man whispered. He stared blankly at the sky, his eyes gradually becoming distracted.

["But, I still————"]

A slightly different picture revived in his mind. Lu Yao looked calmly at the scene in the distance, with Shirley behind him with a cold expression.

"As I once said to you, you are undoubtedly a sinner if you give up the past, but in fact, I am not qualified to say that to you."

"I myself have committed the same crime." Lu Yao's voice sounded extremely soft, as if he was chewing, squeezing out of his throat.

"The more you don't want to give up, the more you will be bound by it until you can't breathe and lose everything you originally had. Therefore, sometimes, you have to do things you don't want to do."

"Shirley, why are you still alive now that you have lost most of your memory?" Lu Yao tilted his head slightly and looked at the other party coldly, "In your opinion, maybe we 'acquaintances' are the most inexplicable. Bar".

"...I won't say it." Shirley was silent for a while, but still answered the other party.

Whether it is information about her mother or the existence of destiny, she will not tell others. It is something she must deal with by herself, and no one can stop it.

"............" Lu Yao stared here. After a moment, he sighed softly and put away the coldness on his face.

"We... are friends." He said quietly.

"...Maybe." Shirley shook her head, then nodded again.

"Haha, you look like this, it reminds me of those guys, those guys who are polluted without knowing it. Let me see what your corrosion level is now."

Lu Yao smiled, his expression softened, he looked at the other person, and his tone became rarely gentle.

"..." Shirley was speechless, her right hand deeply covering her left wrist, and a heavy look appeared on her face.

As Lu Yao watched, the smile on his face faded and his face became indifferent.

"No, how can I be sure that you are you and not someone else in disguise? Or have you already been involved in that incident?"

"..." Shirley remained silent, just standing there silently.

"The deterioration of group spirit, the large-scale crisis caused by Zhou Wen, because of its own seriousness, a large number of senior officials at the time resigned, gradually transferring power to modern leaders."

"Of course, we have another name for that event than the official name."

The man standing above put his hands on the table with a joking look on his face.

"Which classmate knows?" His strong gaze moved around, focusing on the few guys with better admission scores, with a look of expectation in his eyes.

The cold-faced girl's lips moved slightly, and then she closed her mouth, her expression a little complicated.

In the corner on the left, a young man with black hair and black eyes stood up and said calmly.

"Historically known as the mass depravity incident."

"Very good!" Appreciation flashed in the man's eyes, and then he looked at the others, "Everyone should also learn from Qi Xiu. Cultivation is very important, but you can't become illiterate because of it and don't know anything you ask."

Ding ding ding, the man's eyes moved slightly, and after a bell rang in his ear, he stopped explaining, teased a few nearby students, and turned around to leave.

Qi Xiu sat down calmly, while the man who had just climbed in smiled, his bruised and swollen face full of pride.

"As expected of my best friend..."

Qi Xiu turned his head and continued to read the book placed on the table, temporarily held down by his arm. It was a book like a plate, and he could vaguely smell the fragrance of ink.

He leaned down and continued to read with concentration.

"It is an existence that has come from history and thus gained unlimited power. Its own power continues to expand, spreading the mark of its existence to every corner."

"Unlike ordinary disaster levels, this realm can be described with one word - Tao."

"That's right, this is the realm called Tao. Only by practicing magic can you understand the method and analyze the method thoroughly. However, you can only get a glimpse of the door. At most, you can only be a guest watching the door."

"Although the combat power of Tao realm experts is relatively large, in a general sense, we regard the peak as one realm."

"His name is Daojun."