Chapter 525 The World of Struggle

Eternal life means boundless loneliness. In those endless years, many immortals did not sleep and slept in the endless darkness from then on. It's not that they escape from reality, but that long lives are only lonely in the end.

The saint is ruthless and the road is boundless. There are several people who have become saints since ancient times. Daluo Jinxian claims to be eternal and free in all time and space, and seems to be free in the endless world. But can our hearts bear such a 10,000 years, and even millions of years later?

To cultivate immortals, you must endure loneliness, just like the saying that Honghuang has never counted the years. This is full of pride in the ears of ordinary people, but the ears of many great monks are full of melancholy.

What ordinary people see is only the long life of the monk and the means of picking the moon with stars. But in this seemingly endless life, some of the bitterness can be clear!

In the coffin, Qin Hui opened his eyes, and the long sleep made him dizzy for a moment, looking around indifferently without saying a word.

"Goo-dong!"

Zhou Xingxing looked at Qin Hui's eyes and swallowed his saliva. What kind of look was that!

The emotionless light of indifference seems to be able to devot people's hearts, which is a kind of disregard for everything in heaven and earth. Zhou Xing knows that people with such eyes are absolutely murderous.

"A Xing!"

Zhou Xingxing looked at Qin Hui, and Qin Hui also looked at Zhou Xingxing in front of him. The first thing he thought of was A Xing in kung Fu, and he couldn't help whispering in a hoarse voice.

"Are you the third emperor or the fifth emperor!"

Looking at Qin Hui and Zhou Xingxing in front of him, I don't know who he met, but Zhou Xingxing's nickname is indeed A Xing. This person can break his name in one breath. Zhou Xingxing thinks that it should be Fuxi, the emperor of the three emperors.

"But why does Fuxi look so young!" Such a question rises from the bottom of Zhou Xingxing's heart and lingering.

"Life is like a dream for a hundred years, which is not enough compared with Huatian!"

Qin Hui looked at Zhou Xingxing's eyes and slowly shook her head. He has found that the person in front of him is not A Xing, but close to A Xing.

"Help me up!"

Qin Hui called softly. At this moment, his mind is still a little unconscious. From the Ice Age to now, his body has been in a state of fake death in tens of thousands of sleep. Now when he just woke up, it is time for his body to recover.

Zhou Xingxing looked at Chen Fatty beside him, bravely went to the coffin, and reached out to support Qin Hui's arm.

Qin Hui sat up from the coffin with the help of Zhou Xingxing and looked up at the sky to feel the messages conveyed by Tiandao.

In Qin Hui's induction, the current war between the two worlds is still continuing. Tens of thousands of years have passed in this small world, but such time has only passed more than 100 years in the world of China, and more than 100 days in the world of the world.

Originally, Qin Hui planned to sleep until the end of the war between the two worlds. Obviously, it is not the right time to wake up now.

Qin Hui looked up and felt the message conveyed by Tiandao. Zhou Xingxing stood aside and did not dare to breathe. He was no longer that hot age. He didn't want to go up to see if this might be the man of the three emperors.

Qin Hui slowly opened his eyes, his mind slowly became clear, and his stiff body function was also recovering quickly. He thought he would be able to wake up completely in more than ten minutes.

However, Qin Hui was also unwilling to wait for more than ten minutes. He seemed to be a terminally ill old man, stroking the coffin with his hands and slowly stood up and slowly opened his mouth.

"Woo-woo..."

After Qin Hui opened her mouth, the energy between heaven and earth quickly gathered around Qin Hui and was swallowed into her abdomen by Qin Hui.

The tide of energy convergence caused changes in heaven and earth. The sky was golden. With Qin Hui's action, the pleasant sound of the sky penetrated countless people's ears. Golden petals floated down in the sky and fell beside Qin Hui and turned into a golden star that was absorbed by Qin Hui's body.

The sky is falling, and the sound is in the ears. Qin Hui knew that this small world was celebrating his recovery, and he was also greeting himself, hoping that Qin Hui would not destroy this small world.

"What's your name!" Qin Hui looked at Zhou Xingxing in front of him and asked, he didn't know which movie gave birth to a small world, but looking at the small pattern of the world, he couldn't imagine that there would be any perfect characters.

"My name is Zhou Xingxing, are you?"

Zhou Xingxing's posture was lower after seeing the vision of heaven and earth caused by Qin Hui, and his face full of wind and frost tried to show humility for fear of causing Qin Hui's displeasure.

"Zhou Xingxing!" Qin Hui frowned, and two divine lights shot out in her eyes, which were directly reflected in Zhou Xingxing's eyes.

Zhou Xingxing only felt a tremor, and a feeling of being stripped rushed to his heart, making him take two steps back.

"Yangtze River No. 7, ERO7, corpse king Zhao Kuo, exorcist police! Interesting, really interesting!"

The memory of Qin Hui's discovery of the stars next week was copied by him unreservedly. Ordinary immortals in front of him, the golden fairy, can't resist, not to mention Zhou Xingxing, a mortal. Therefore, everything in Zhou Xingxing's heart was put in front of Qin Hui without reservation, and Qin Hui was even clearer than him in his poor memory for decades.

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"Uncle, why hasn't my father come back yet!"

In the garbage station, Xiaodi sat at the head of the bed sullenly, while Zhao Kuo gently rubbed his sword with a white cloth and turned a deaf ear to Xiao Di's words.

"Tit, Tit!"

Just as Zhao Kuojing was quietly wiping the sword, the sudden ticking sound in his ear stunned him and couldn't help looking in the direction of the sound.

It is a green strange creature. Zhao Kuo has never seen such a strange thing, and Xiao Di called it Yangtze River No. 7.

Yangtze River No. 7's yellow head stared at Zhao Kuo, with an antenna-like bulge on his head, and the green triangular tongue like a snake in his mouth kept swallowing, and the ticking sound was dripping saliva from the green tongue.

"This look!"

Yangtze River No. 7's eyes were full of greed. He looked at Zhao Kuo's continuous dripping saliva, as if a hungry man saw food.

"Yangtze River No. 7!"

Xiao Di, who was sitting in **, shouted, and then looked at Zhao Kuo's drooling under the bed and immediately jumped up from the ground like a puppy and jumped into Xiao Di's arms.

"Achu, Achu..."

Yangtze River No. 7 kept shouting in Xiaodi's hand, and his palm-sized body rolled repeatedly in Xiaodi's hand, like a pet acting coquettishly with its owner.

"No. 7, good boy, I'm going to cook!" Xiaodi stroked the antenna on the head of Yangtze River No. 7, and Yangtze River No. 7 looked at Xiao Di with his big eyes.

Xiao Di walked to the kitchen in the farewell of Yangtze River No. 7, but unlike usual, today Xiaodi did not take Yangtze River No. 7 with him, but put him on the bed.

"Dingdang, Dingdang..."

Xiaodi kept cutting vegetables in the kitchen. With Xiaodi's departure, Changjiang No. 7 slowly stopped shaking his head and looked at Zhao Kuo, with greed in his eyes again.

"Who the hell are you!"

Zhao Kuo also looked at Changjiang No. 7 and showed puzzled. For two days, every day, the little thing looked at him with greed, but this greed never appeared in front of Xiao Di.

In front of Xiaodi, Yangtze River No. 7 was the innocent pet dog that day. It would be coquettish, cute, roll, and beg for support. However, this expression does not exist in Zhao Kuo's eyes. In Zhao Kuo's eyes, Yangtze River No. 7 is a strange monster spitting a snake-like core, drooling at Zhao Kuo, and that extremely greedy look makes Zhao Kuo shudder.

"Aqiu, Aqiu!"

Yangt 7 slowly went to Zhao Kuo, who was sitting beside him, and Zhao Kuo instinctively felt a sense of frightened when he saw this little thing coming, and he couldn't help but stop wiping the sword and became alert.

"Aqiu!"

The cheering of Yangtze River No. 7 suddenly became rapid, and the palm-sized Yangtze River No. 7 opened its mouth and bit Zhao Kuo.

The body of Yangtze River No. 7 is only the size of a palm, but after opening his mouth, Zhao Kuo was surprised to find that the mouth was like a water tank, covered with sharp teeth like piranhas, as if he could swallow a cow in one bite.

Zhao Kuo, who was so alert in his heart, quickly burst back when he saw the appearance of Yangtze River 7 and flashed a few meters away in an instant. Yangtze River No. 7 swallowed the 40cm old TV into his mouth.

"What's wrong outside!"

Xiaodi in the kitchen leaned out his head when he heard the sound and saw Changjiang No. 7 rolling on the bedboard, which made Xiaodi couldn't help smiling and return to the house again.

"Aqiu!"

Changjiang No. 7 spit out the TV after Xiaodi left, took a cat step on the bed board, and changed back to the ferocious appearance he had just now.

Often beautiful things are fatal, just like the colorful poisonous snakes are the most deadly, and the beautiful Lori is dark.

The sword in Zhao Kuo's hand slowly pulled out the scabbard and looked solemn, because the performance of Yangtze River No. 7 just made Zhao Kuo afraid to be careless.

"Aqiu!" Yangtze River No. 7 jumped up on the bed, and his small body supported a disproportionate mouth, like a big pocket to cover Zhao.

"Good luck!"

Zhao Kuo shouted loudly, stepped heavily on the ground, and split his sword at Yangtze River No. 7.

"K!"

Yangtze River No. 7 bit Zhao Kuo's bronze sword in one bite. The sharp teeth in his mouth moved up and down, and bit Zhao Kuo's sword in a few bites. If Zhao Kuo hadn't quickly withdrew his arm, I'm afraid even this hand would have been eaten by Changjiang No. 7.

"Hmm!" Zhao Kuo looked down and saw that only the hilt of the sword in his hand was left. At this time, Yangtze River No. 7 was chewing, and the metal turned into iron residue visible to the naked eye and was chewed into his stomach by the pirate-like sharp teeth in the mouth of Yangtze River No. 7.

"Aqiu!"

Yangtze River No. 7 opened its mouth and sprayed, and there was still a little metal left to make a sad sound of breaking the air towards Zhao Kuo.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

A small piece of metal fragments were all nailed to the wall, leaving only a small hole in the wall and then abruptly passed through.

Zhao Kuo couldn't help staring at the screen-like wall around him. If he hadn't hidden quickly, he might not have benefited from this rain-like attack with the defense of his golden armored corpse.

"Aqiu!" Changjiang No. 7 ignored Zhao Kuo's surprise, but flew out like a cannonball.

"Boom!" Zhao Kuo, who was unprepared, was directly hit in the chest by Changjiang No. 7. His body broke the wall behind him and flew more than ten meters away before falling to the ground. Even with the strength of his golden armored zombie, he couldn't stand up for a long time.

"No. 7! What are you doing?"

Just as Yangtze River No. 7 smiled ferociously and wanted to attack again, Xiao Di in the kitchen rushed out with the abnormal noise outside.

"Oh, my God! What are you doing!"

Xiaodi who came out saw a wall like a sieve and a big hole on the wall that was abruptly knocked out by Zhao Kuo.

"Aqiu, Aqiu!" Changjiang No. 7 jumped on Xiaodi's shoulder, rubbing Xiaodi's neck with innocence on his face, and one paw quietly pointed to Zhao Kuo, who was spitting blood outside.

"Uncle, are you here to demolish the house!"

After looking at the movement of Changjiang No. 7, Xiao Di had no doubt that he was there, because compared with the Changjiang No. 7 in his heart, Zhao Kuo was not a good person in his eyes.

Xiaodi crossed his waist aggressively and looked at Zhao Kuo. The dissatisfaction on his face was clearly visible.

"There is a sky outside, and there are people outside! Zhao Kuo sat in the well and watched the sky, but I underestimated the heroes of the world!"

Zhao Kuo struggled to stand up from the ground, and the green blood slipped from the corners of his mouth, making his already pale face look even more depressed.

In fact, Zhao Kuo is proud, and he has a proud heart. However, in recent days, the world has given him too many surprises. First, a seven-year-old Lori beat him hard and spit blood, and then there was a yin and yang warlock who was proficient in strange armor. Now, in addition to this vicious unknown beast, Zhao Kuo found that this place is simply more dangerous than the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

"I'm sorry to bother you these days, Zhao Kuo, I'm not good at learning, and I have nothing to say!"

Zhao Kuo arched his hand to Xiao Di, and then turned around without looking back. Now Zhao Kuo has understood the truth that there is heaven outside the sky, and knows that he has turned to become a golden armored corpse, and he is not invincible in this world.

Zhao Kuo's only weapons of mass destruction can be counterbalanced in the world, but now he is sober and he understands that he is nothing more than that now. If this little boy named Xiao Di didn't come out, he would rely on this monster called Yangtze River. With that strange speed and power, I'm afraid that I will be swallowed by the monster.

In this way, Zhao Kuo left under Xiaodi's puzzled eyes and the reluctant expression of Yangtze River No. 7. No one knows where he has gone, just like a lonely wolf who was injured and was driven out of the wolves. Now what he needs is to go to a deserted corner to lick the wound until he appears again.

The soldiers said that a hundred battles are invincible. Zhao Kuo is not a person who can't afford to lose, because only when he can afford to lose can he win back. Similarly, now he has no face to see Zhou Xingxing again.

"Is Xiaodi good at home? Dad is back!"

Not long after Zhao Kuo left, Zhou Xingxing had rushed back. Nowadays, Zhou Xingxing is accompanied by only the fat man, and Qin Hui has disappeared again.

"Dad, the strange man just left!"

Xiao Di rushed out with Yangtze River No. 7 in his arms. Today, Yangtze River No. 7 is still that cute, constantly struggling in Xiaodi's hands. As usual, he can't escape Xiao Di's clutches with his best.

"Strange millet!" As soon as Zhou Xing heard it, he knew that Xiaodi was talking about Zhao Kuo. Then he couldn't help looking into the room and found that Zhao Kuo was really gone.

"Wow!"

Zhou Xingxing exhaled a sigh of fire. Zhao Kuo's volcano-like existence also made him feel very uncomfortable around him. Now Zhou Xingxing was also relieved to hear that Zhao Kuo had left, and almost set off two firecrackers to celebrate.

Zhou Xingxing, who was in a good mood, made a rich dinner for Xiaodi in the evening. Xiaodi swallowed and narrowed his eyes. After feeling Xiaodi's joy, Changjiang No. 7 also tried to be cute after eating. The strange actions made everyone laugh. There was no such thing as the previous vicious The color.

In fact, there is a saying in the biological world, which is called symbiotic relationship. Just like a person likes to keep a pet snake, in fact, as a cold-blooded animal, it does not have rich emotions, so it can coexist peacefully with human beings. It does not hurt people to sleep in the arms of captives. It is also not because of emotions, but the symbiotic system that exists in this biological instinct.

This symbiotic relationship is wonderful and interesting. Just as the angry rhinoceros will not hurt the hornbill, the overlord shark in the sea also looks particularly quiet in front of the clean fish, because of their symbiotic relationship,

No one knows the origin of Xiaodi, and Qin Hui also doesn't care about a small Yangtze River No. 7.

Today, Qin Hui is already the late existence of Daluo Jinxian. The only people above him are saints and those quasi-saints who do not appear easily, so now he dares not say that he is as rampant as crabs, and at least ordinary people dare not come to trouble him.

How big a person's vision is and how high his heart is. In Zhao Kuo's eyes, the unmatched brown bear Loli Meijiao is just a strangeness brought by some powerful races after their first reincarnation.

The way of heaven is impermanent, and immortality is a minority after all. Some are like the main battle tribe of the witch clan, the true dragon in the East China Sea, and the big demon with strong blood of the demon clan. If they are reincarnated as a relatively low-level race like human beings after death, they actually have some advantages.

Maybe people don't want to believe that human beings are a low-level race, but Qin Hui knows that this is an indisputable fact.

Six saints, quasi-holy, have his feet, and none of them are from the human race. And the real great monks in this world are often creatures at the beginning of the opening of the world. Later, Gu Qinhui, the superior, really didn't know any of them. It is already a great existence for a person like him who can achieve golden immortals. In the eyes of those saints and quasi-saints, Daluo Jinxian has just been seen.

Human beings were born too late and missed too much. Today's world is no longer a world of great strife at the beginning of the world. If the human race wants to rise truly, unless there is a great opportunity.

Now, in the war between the two worlds, the saints in the world of science and technology intend to join hands to reopen chaos, which is also the long-awaited great opportunity for the human race.

"Who will lead the ups and downs in the next ten thousand years, and now it is today."

In the existence of a fire cloud cave, several emperors wearing emperors looked into the distance, with excitement, worry, melancholy and unwillingness in their eyes.