So is the way the mayfly return breath order? Without realizing it, it completely dissipated silently, leaving no trace of the body and spirit.

The God of Shancang silently took out a book from his arms and looked at it. His eyes fell on one of the pages. After reviewing it for a long time, he wrote and painted it on it. His expression was particularly solemn and meticulous.

"Master...Master!" Dogzi shouted heartily, "Master!!!"

Yeyou Shen, who was holding seven three-claw soul-locking chains, turned his body into a huge shape like a mountain. His legs were tied under the ground, and he led the chain and let the dog run away, and he could not get rid of it.

The dog was so angry that it felt so distressed to the second prince, and also hated Lin Suqing, cursing: "Lin Suqing, you bastard! You ungrateful beast! You are not even as good as a beast! The Lord whimper..."

No matter what the image of the God of War, it sat down on the spot, raising its claws and cried hysterically.

The immortal venerables looked at the dog's faceless manner and turned their faces away in disgust. When they turned around and saw the silent second prince, they all sighed at the same time.

"I said it earlier, I'm not willing to be kind and ruthless."

"Oh, let's go, let's go, it's all gone, and we'll see you again in five hundred years."

...

After finishing the record, the God of Shancang quickly put away the pen and the booklet and walked to the second prince. His lips pursed into a thin line, and he endured his feelings again and again, but it was still beyond words. He turned around and nodded to Yeyou Shen. Yeyou Shen narrowed his body and released the three-claw soul-locking chain in his hand. As soon as the dog got free, he rushed all the way to tears. As soon as he approached, the God of Shancang stopped him directly.

"Go back to Danxue Mountain first."

"Go back to hammer! Lord, Lord…"

"I'll explain to you when I go back."

"I don't! I--"

"Go back." Shancang God was so worried that he could not contain his emotions. He was very worried but could not express himself or express himself.

He could only say: "The Lord once slaughtered more than a hundred cities in the Demon Realm, but now the demons have been lying in ambush nearby and will never leave here. When they find that the situation has changed, do you and I have the ability to protect the Lord?!"

"Also, put away your loud voice, you're really afraid that they won't hear it!"

The reprimand of the Lord Shancang was justified. Although the dog felt heartbroken, it still had to close its mouth, purse it tightly, and silently transform its body into a bigger body.

It was unwilling to sniff the second prince, thinking that it would be possible to smell it, but it accidentally bumped into the second prince. The second prince immediately appeared in the whole body, surrounding him. The light shield wrapped the second prince like a transparent egg shell.

"Master..." The voice choked in his throat. The dog pursed his mouth and stopped his sadness. He bent his head and held the golden egg in his mouth. He immediately jumped, flipped over the top of the clouds, and left with the wind.

It talked to itself in its heart, comforting itself with a nagging voice: "I am a god, my six desires are pure, I never feel sad, I never cry, I am the god of war, I am ruthless, I am used to life and death, I pursue the wind, I never feel sad, I pursue the wind, I must never feel sad, I chase the wind..."

The dog put the golden egg wrapped in the second prince's golden body on the spiritual spring water in the center of the lotus pond in the prince's mansion. It sat on the bank of the lotus pond, watching the living water standing on the main egg on the golden egg, and cried in a shocking voice, cursing while crying, no matter what grade he was, the howling of the earth was so loud that the mountains were shaken.

"My Lord is the Phoenix of Heaven, the descendant of the ancient god, my Lord is the Holy Lord of Heaven... My Lord is the Phoenix... It's the Phoenix... Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

The clan names of the entire Danxue Mountain were all transformed back into their original form. They closed their eyes and crawled on the ground, and sadness enveloped Danxue Mountain.

Any life, no matter whether it is gods, gods, monsters, humans, ghosts, or ghosts, is just the different regions of life, but it is actually the same.

It is life, and there will be life and death, and there will be birth and rest. All things in the world have their beginning and end, and there will be reincarnation, rebirth and longevity.

Therefore, powerful gods and fragile mortals are actually the same at the root. Gods will also die. After death, they may fall into mountains, rivers, and seas, or turn into stars and clouds. For example, the breeze that just breeze passed by, perhaps it was once a god.

Many people think that the death of gods should be vigorous and vigorous, but they neglected that many heroes have gone silently throughout the ages. There are many heroes and great men among human beings, and the living cannot believe that he went there like this, but he did go there like this.

...

The morning glow slowly poked out the morning mist in the sky, flowing golden colors, quietly rendering the sky. The Pleiades-Sun Star Lord drove the golden crows into the sky from the beginning of the east, but the route was blocked by the overlapping clouds. Even if the golden crows were burning with great light, they could not see through these white clouds.

The mortals who got up early on the ground looked up at the fog in the sky and ordered to their homes: "Damn, don't wash clothes today, I'm afraid it will rain heavily at noon."

As soon as the woman in the room answered, the dirt road started to beat rain beans, and instantly became dense. The rain beans hit the head of the bare-ass child playing in the yard, making him cry loudly, covering his head and crying for his parents.

It started to rain heavily in an instant, and the bright sky suddenly became as dark as dusk.

The heavy rain was like a splash, hitting the roof of the wooden house, crackling like beans. The rain overflowed, and the earth was like washing.

The Star Lord of Pleiades and the Golden Crow could not penetrate the cumulus clouds. He sighed and said, "Oh, I have lost another immortal family today, and I don't know if I am the one who said this."

He tried hard to clear the clouds and mist and looked down, then came back and continued to swing the rope hard, driving the golden fog forward with difficulty.

The sky is clear where the golden crow is walking, and it is still raining heavily where the golden crow is walking and not walking.

There was a forest where the rain had just stopped. The animals in the forest poked their heads with leaves. After the rain, the sky was clear and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. They looked at the same place, which was in the mountain nest, and there was a small wooden house.

Suddenly, a little panda emerged from the jungle with a large watermelon with raindrops and ran stumbled. Then, behind it, one after another, one after another, some of them were holding a bunch of bananas or two, and some were holding a bunch of five or six cherries. One of them was the smallest. It was probably the wrong one. It rolled a big winter melon, and its hair was soaked by the rain, looking like a thin monkey. The white hair on the winter melon was very prickly, and it made it shake its claws from time to time, making it grin and still insisted on rolling forward. It was very stubborn, and the friends could only turn around and wait for it.

The sky after the rain in the mountains is particularly clear and the sun is particularly warm. The light shines through the lush leaves and mottled on the roof of the wooden house, and some like stars turn into the house.
Chapter completed!