Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon.
The sun has set, and the broken reeds have a bit of a depressed feel under the setting sun.
There is probably a heartbroken man, too. The monster with dried blood is lying in the grass, looking up at the sky, his eyes full of sorrow, anger and unwillingness, as if he wants to leave his tears to the last touch of the sunset.
"why why?……"
I don't know how long he repeated these three words. He repeated them until his voice was hoarse and it sounded like a mosquito moaning.
Although the voice was small, it was quite sad, and there was also a heart-rending despair in it.
It's a pity that no one cares about why there is a desperate fool here, and no one comes.
Only the setting sun and breeze, crows and wild dogs would take a look.
But the setting sun only looks at everyone ruthlessly and equally, and will not cast an extra ray of sunshine on anyone;
The breeze only brings a slight taunt when it passes by;
The crow responded with a shrill cry, but left in disappointment after landing, not even wanting to leave the response to him;
…
The person involved probably doesn't care about what's going on outside, because at the moment his mind is filled with the conversation just now.
Shura did not close his perception of the outside world, nor could he close it.
It turns out that he is really not a unique genius, but just a waste chosen by someone in advance.
The so-called confidence, the future...
It's all become a joke.
He used to think that he was a genius or even a monster!
That's how he calls himself and how he encourages his teammates.
Genius? That's not enough to describe him. He is a genius among geniuses - a monster!
At least he is better than his peers. What he lacks compared to others is only resources, age, and all conditions are worse than others.
His cultivation talent is so powerful that as long as he makes up for the small gap with others, with limited resources and age, no one can compare with him.
His talent surpasses that of the God King! He is the number one soul master in history!
But now, God Shura, the existence he relies on most, his hope, said in the conversation with others: "This is a waste, I chose the waste in advance."
He had always felt that his wisdom was unrivaled!
He can rely on his unique wisdom to deal with the major forces, and rise steadily under the pursuit of the behemoth Wuhun Palace.
He has wisdom that makes the world's wisest people praise him, and he has calculations that every leader of Wuhun Palace must be convinced of.
He can demonstrate abilities that make all the gods in the divine world admire him, and plan a ten-thousand-year plan that will make all living beings on Douluo Planet praise him for countless years!
The spiritual clone of the Dragon God will bow his head in front of him and offer the title of God King of Wisdom.
But now, when the peerless girl from Wuhun Palace was fighting with the gods, everything she said should have something to do with him, but he couldn't understand a word of it.
Like a fool.
What are the hidden dangers in the God Realm? What is the Dragon God’s plan?…
He had obviously been a god king, and even became another super god king after the Dragon God, so that the founder of the divine world, the Dragon God, could only be his own dog.
But now he is an outsider.
…
Until the night enveloped the earth and the stars twinkled on the night curtain, the question of why finally disappeared. It may also be that he finally ran out of strength...
"Isn't this good-for-nothing really so shocked that he has a mental breakdown?" On a tree far away from the reeds, a young man holding a spear uttered a sentence without thinking.
"Believe in Tang Shenwang's mentality, he will stand up again."
The breeze blew, and a young man wearing glasses appeared under the tree.
——It’s Xifeng, this young man who once served as both a controller and an assistant in Team Xingyuan.
This young man still has traces of battle on his body.
"Has it been dealt with?" Yang Ning, who was on the tree, was not surprised by the young man's appearance. He jumped down from the tree and asked casually.
"No one will come close for a while."
Xifeng nodded. How could no one pay attention to the current chaotic situation and the battle during the day?
But the actual situation is that since the fight started during the day, it is already night, and still no one has come.
The reason is that everyone who wants to come here to fish in troubled waters has been stopped.
Moreover, the strength of the person who blocked them was not low, otherwise they would not be able to start a fight without others taking advantage of the troubled waters.
So when Shura God and Qian Ningshuang were fighting, there were countless battles happening outside.
Wuhundian and Camelot did this not to protect some troublesome second lady, and this person did not need their protection.
It was just to prevent the monster who was still doubting his life from being killed.
"Okay, even if Tang San can get back on his feet, when will he be able to get back on his feet?"
Yang Ning scratched his head, he couldn't let Tang San languish here for three months while they also spent three months here.
Let's not talk about whether Tang San will starve to death. They don't have the time to spend with him.
Although the rewards for the Soul Master Competition are known within Wuhun Palace to be for fun, and theoretically the ranking can be ignored, it would be too embarrassing if any of the seven or eight teams participating in the Soul Master Competition cannot pass.
It is quite embarrassing both to the outside world and within Wuhun Hall.
The interior of Wuhun Palace is also very busy, isn’t it?
"Indeed, it doesn't seem like it's okay to just keep waiting like this."
Xifeng's face was a little helpless, he understood what Yang Ning meant.
"Just wait a little longer. Li An will come over after finishing the second team of the Noumenon Sect."
"That's all we can do." Yang Ning sighed.
"This is the only way." Yu Tianheng stood on the desert, panting and looking at the young man in front of him, then looked up at the night, and chose to accept Dai Mubai's proposal to retreat.
"But Boss Yu, our token!" A young man with a strong build, half-kneeling on the ground, wearing Noumenon sect clothes and with the Thunder Academy badge on his chest couldn't help but speak, with anger still on his face.
color.
"What can you do if you don't give up? Are you going to fight me?!" Dai Mubai covered his chest and couldn't help roaring back.
Judging from the blood stains on his fingertips, he was probably seriously injured.
"I say to everyone in the Noumenon Sect, if you want to fight or leave, you should decide quickly. We still have something to do."
Dan Bing, who was wearing a red windbreaker, was holding a sword on his shoulder and had a ruthless look on his face.
"Of course, if I continue to fight, I can't guarantee whether I can hold back my strength.
"Don't blame me when someone loses his life."
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed.
Especially the group of disciples from the Noumenon Sect were gnashing their teeth.
"You Wuhundian must be sick, we just want to get over it!"
Supporting a young man who had more air coming out and less air coming in, the woman couldn't help but roar at the six Wuhundian boys and girls standing in front.
The second team of the Noumenon Sect just wanted to go there, find that ugly trash, and get back their tokens.
In exchange for a flying kick.
"Don't think that we are giving you face." Daqin Temple stood in the position of the Noumenon Sect's female soul master just now, speaking coldly.
The five transcendent soul rings flashing behind his head and the weird armor on his body showed that he was no longer a soul master, but a paladin.
This chapter has been completed!