"It's not arrogant." The middle-aged man behind Qi Heng said: "Why are you doing this?"
"No...no? Hahaha...hahahaha!" Pan Buwang raised his head and laughed wildly, letting the wine from the altar pour over him: "Listen to the name of the Son of God given to me by God the Father.
, I am really far-sighted. Now that I have been stepped into the mud, Father God no longer needs to worry about my arrogance and delusion in this life... Hehe, hahaha..."
Pan Yusheng's face became darker and darker, and there was even a hint of blackness rising between his brows. The middle-aged man quickly took a half step forward, gestured to Pan Yusheng to calm down, and then said: "Don't be arrogant, although you are no longer the Son of God, but you
Father God has never thought of abandoning you. If he had not cared about you, how could he be today..."
"Shut up, you old man."
Pan Buhuo glanced at him, with deep mockery in the corners of his crooked mouth: "Back then, you vowed to help me with your life and never give up. But when Pan Buhuo stepped on my head with his foot, you didn't even give a shit.
You’re not even willing to give in. Are you a guy like you who deserves to teach me a lesson? I’m tui~~”
A mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with the pungent smell of alcohol was sprayed on the two of them seriously.
Pan Buwu, in the entire abyss, there are very few people who don't know this name.
Because this was the name of the former Divine Son of the Owl Butterfly Kingdom.
Unfortunately, it was once.
In every era of the Six Divine Kingdoms of the Abyss, they will spare no effort to find the next divine successor. Every time a new divine successor appears, it is the biggest joyous event in the entire era of a great divine kingdom.
But in this generation, there are actually more than one inheritors who have awakened their godhead in several divine kingdoms.
For example, the Kingdom of Eternal Night, the Kingdom of Dreamweaver... even the Kingdom of Owl Butterfly, which has the weakest overall strength and has always been the most difficult to find successors, has a second successor in a very short period of time.
The first one is Pan Buwu. His Son of God canonization ceremony shocked the whole world, and even Emperor Yuan came in person... This is a supreme honor that the Sons and Goddesses of other divine kingdoms will never have.
However, in just two thousand years, the Owl Butterfly Divine Kingdom awakened its second divine successor.
Moreover, his godhead and talent are all above him.
For any kingdom of God, the inheritance of the true God is greater than anything else. There is no doubt that only the best one can become the Son of God.
There has never been a precedent for the emergence of two divine successors in the Owl Butterfly Divine Kingdom in one era. Pan Buwu also became the first deposed divine son in the history of the Owl Butterfly Divine Kingdom.
He once naively thought that the fate of the Son of God being deposed was just a throwback to the past...but the reality was that he had been stepped into the abyss.
Once upon a time, he had the most prosperous aura in the Owl Butterfly Kingdom, enjoying rights and resources that others did not dare to extravagant. His brothers, sisters, and even elders all treated him with respect and even groveling.
And when he suddenly fell from his peak, the people who once looked up to him and fawned over him became almost an unbearable shame. They would double ridicule, ridicule and even trample him in order to pursue some kind of twisted balance.
Moreover, in the eyes of the new Son of God, this former Son of God is undoubtedly a threat... To trample on this threat and trample him into the mud where he can no longer emerge is to cater to the Son of God and cater to the future Lord Owl Butterfly.
"Asshole!"
Pan Yusheng's anger overflowed and he swung out a palm.
There was a loud sound, and Pan Buwu was violently slapped and flew out, and a column of blood spurted out in the air.
Pan Yusheng tightened his palms, but he didn't expect that Pan Buwu didn't resist at all.
After all, Pan Buwu was his most beloved and proud son, so how could he be completely heartless? He regretted it the moment he took action, but as a god, how could he speak softly and let out a heavy snort coldly.
Pan Buwang rolled and fell to the ground. He lay on the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of bloody blood. When he raised his head, he let out an even more crazy and sarcastic smile: "Hahaha... It's really hard work for you, Father God. In the endless busy work, you still have to do it."
Take the time to teach this good-for-nothing son of mine a lesson with your own hands, hehehe..."
Almost every word he said would spurt out pieces of blood foam. Pan Yusheng turned his eyes sideways and said in a slightly slower voice: "No, I know you are not angry. However, the inheritance of the Kingdom of God is greater than anything else, you should understand
…”
"Yes, of course I understand."
He raised his upper body tremblingly: "I don't want to be deprived of the name of the Son of God, but I have no resentment or hatred. Yes, the inheritance of the Kingdom of God is greater than anything else. If a successor who is better than me appears, he should be the Son of God.
!As a direct successor, I should take the initiative to give in."
"Those who used to respect and flatter me treated me with pity and ridicule, and those who used to grovel wished that the dignity they had given me would be shattered into a thousand times of humiliation... I can bear all of this. Even if I am not the Son of God, I am still one who has awakened to the Godhead. As long as I
If I work hard enough, my future achievements will be enough to make them regret their appearance today."
He raised his head suddenly, and his eyes gradually turned as red as the blood on the corners of his lips: "But... why... why did you want to harm my mother!"
Pan Yusheng said in a deep voice: "I said it! Your mother was deposed from the position of the God Queen. She became depressed due to the huge gap and committed suicide. It has nothing to do with anyone... let alone the God Queen."
"Hahahaha!" Pan Buwang laughed miserably: "Do you believe this?"
"That bitch did not hesitate to boldly steal my Si Xiang Magic Crystal back then, and was captured by my mother. Such a serious crime should be reported to the entire clan, and it would not be an exaggeration to be crippled or exiled."
"But the mother was kind-hearted, and she was also a mother. Thinking of her loving motherly heart, she only ordered her arms to be cut off. She did not disclose the matter to the public, nor did she tell the father. But the bitch harbored a grudge. On the first day she became the Queen of God
Then he ridiculed and humiliated my mother in every possible way..."
His teeth rattled: "It is indeed impossible for her to kill my mother herself. But for her current status, she only needs a word... or even a look, and someone will naturally take action for her! Father God, take it seriously.
...Do you really have no idea at all?"
"Enough!"
For the rest of his life, Pan didn't want to hear him say any more: "Whether it is yes or no, it doesn't matter to me or to the Owl Butterfly Divine Kingdom. You should accept your fate."
"Also." His gestures and words were filled with the indifference and ruthlessness of a godless king: "Don't think that I don't know that you are in such an ugly state now not only because of your mother, but also..."
"That Eternal Night God and Goddess who was deposed like you is ruthless!"
The words "God is ruthless" hit his ears, and Pan Buliang, who had been acting crazy, felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his half-paralyzed body suddenly froze there.
"As the former owl butterfly god's son, you actually gave up yourself here for just two women. Based on this alone, you are not worthy of the word 'god's son'!"
He snorted again, no longer looking at Pan Buwang, and walked away with his sleeves rolled up.
After traveling a long way, the middle-aged man said: "Your Majesty, I'm not arrogant. After all, he just couldn't bear the gap for a while..."
"Don't mention him again." Pan Yusheng raised his hand fiercely: "If he wants to die, let him die completely. There is no need to worry about him in the future."
"Hey... Okay." The middle-aged man nodded: "That's not entirely a bad thing. At least you don't have to worry about his ability and ambition competing with the incompetent in the future, causing unpredictable instability."
This statement is the silence of recognition for the rest of my life.
Bang!
After the Lord Qiheng left, Panbulia completely collapsed there, making no sound for a long time, like a cold corpse drunk to death.
But the corners of his mouth were bleeding and the corners of his eyes were filled with tears.
Ruthless...ruthless...
You are called ruthless, and the world says that you are the eternal night witch who cannot be approached...
But... when I fell from the top to the dust, everyone pitied me, ridiculed me, insulted me... brothers, sisters, elders, once-so-close friends, even Father God... they all changed...
But you are the only one who looks at me with the same eyes as before... Only you reached out to me in the quagmire... Only you are willing to believe that my mother was harmed by that bitch...
I was shocked to hear that you were deposed like me, and I was shocked and pained, but also a little secretly happy. Because we are both deposed, there will no longer be the same resistance between you and me as before.
but why……
You are forever...
Ruthless...ruthless...are you really ruthless...
Between you and me, can it only be a pitiful dream after all...
Dream……
The cloudy eyes regained some focus.
He stood up slowly, his movements as stiff as a piece of dead wood being dragged.
Dream... dream weaving...
He raised his head and looked into the distance in despair. There was the Kingdom of Dreamweaver.
No matter if it’s a dream or ruthless, just let me take another look at you...
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Yun Che sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and concentrating. With the colored glass beside him, he could not be defensive.
During this period of time when he was walking with Hua Caili, he no longer practiced. When he entered samadhi, he silently sensed the flow of Yuan Chen, deepening his harmony with Yuan Chen invisibly and silently.
It's just that this process is absolutely impossible for others to detect, let alone understand.
"Master Yun! I seem to have some enlightenment again, come and try with me!"
The girl's voice sounded like the sound of nature in his ears, and then his wrist was held by a jade-slippery snow hand, pulling him up from the ground.
There is no lag in the movement, it is extremely natural.
The girl danced like a butterfly, and the Liyun Sword stabbed Yun Che lightly. The breathless sword contained a thousand sword intentions. She was so happy and excited that she couldn't wait to show Yun Che another small breakthrough of her Sky-breaking Sword.
.
The corner of Yun Che's lips tilted slightly, and without saying a word, the Heaven Smiting Demon Slaying Sword was blasted out, responding to thousands of changes with unchanging opening and closing.
After breaking the "taboo" for the first time, the "bottom line" will quietly give way every time thereafter until it becomes natural.
This is how Hua Caili touched Yun Che.
During this period, she would hold Yun Che's arm tightly for half an hour every day, trying to sense the so-called "void sword intention" that she longed for endlessly.
Now, every strand of her hair has been protected to the extreme since she was a child, and she can already pull Yun Che over with her hands to practice swordplay with her in an extremely natural manner.
The heavy sword and the light sword, the collision of power and mystery, stirred up the beautiful sword light and roaring storm in the dim space.
Hua Qingying watched silently. Over the past few days, she had clearly felt that Hua Caili's swordsmanship had progressed much faster since she walked with Yun Che.
Could it be that the sword intent she sensed from Yun Che... really had any magical benefits?
boom!
The sound of the sword was deafening, and Yun Che's violent sword power was split into thousands of pieces, turning into vortexes that struck in all directions, lifting the clothes of the two people high.
The two people's sword tips touched each other, and their eyes looked at each other across the sword. Hua Caili's eyebrows were raised, and she smiled sweetly: "How is it? Is there a lot more changes than yesterday?"
Without receiving the affirmation and praise that Yun Che always gave without hesitation, Yun Che in front of him actually stared at her blankly, showing no reaction to her words, as if he had lost his mind.
Hua Caili was startled, then suddenly realized something, and quickly reached out her hand to her cheek... but did not touch the layer of haze that she was used to.
With just one strike of the sword, her veil was swept down by a broken sword wind and flew to an unknown destination.
The face of the number one goddess in the abyss world was so close, and everything was revealed to Yun Che's eyes.
He stared blankly and whispered: "I finally know what the moon in the sky is...the snow in the clouds..."
Not finding Yansha, the girl Xueyu subconsciously covered her lips with her hand. But her panic was unexpectedly short-lived. She moved her hand away, smiled as before, and looked steadily into the man's beautiful eyes.
The splendor circulated: "This is the first time I have heard such a nice compliment, hehe, he is indeed Mr. Yun."
She has long been used to being distracted and complimented on her appearance.
But only this time, the feeling seems to be slightly different.
A feeling of... joy that I have never experienced before?
Yun Che hurriedly looked away, and the Heaven Smiting Sword tilted to the ground. He seemed to have suppressed the confusion in his heart, and then said sincerely: "I knew that Sister Qu must be a heavenly being, but I didn't expect that... actually...
…”
It seemed that for a moment, he could not find any words to describe her beauty and his stunningness.
"Young Master Yun is good-looking." She replied with a smile, her words equally sincere and flawless.
At least, of all the men she had seen in her life, the only one who could surpass Yun Che in appearance was Uncle Yuan Huang, whom she respected the most after her relatives.
Yun Che shook his head with a smile, and said in deep admiration: "How can my mortal appearance be compared to Sister Qu's divine appearance? If I had not met Sister Qu, I would never have imagined that a woman could do this for the rest of my life.
It’s so beautiful that even miracles can’t be described.”
Hua Caili smiled "Pfft", waved her jade hand, and the far away smoke veil was brought back to her hand, but she did not cover her face again, but directly put it away, and then leaned forward, getting closer
Yun Che nodded and smiled slightly: "Then Mr. Yun, just look at me more every day, and you can also use these weird words to praise me more, hehe."
Yun Che also laughed: "I'm afraid this is an honor that no man in the world can dream of."
As Huacaili's body leaned forward, the crimson sword light of the Heaven Smiting Demon Slaying Sword was reflected in her beautiful eyes. She turned her gaze slightly and suddenly said: "Master Yun, I have always wanted to ask, what is the breath of this sword of yours?"
It’s very strange, different from all the swords I’ve ever come into contact with. What’s its name?”
Yun Che replied without hesitation: "This is the sword given by the master. The name of the sword is 'Yunli'."
"Huh!?" Hua Caili suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes widening slightly in confusion.