He did want someone to help him at the beginning, but it wasn't this method. If he had known it, he would have done it himself.
But now that he couldn't provoke the other party to cause a chain reaction, Black Cloak had no choice but to comfort him as much as possible.
"That's not how it works. What you did has directly aroused the alarm of all the major sects and families. Now the seven major sects have sent hundreds of thousands of disciples to help. Do you think you can survive under the siege of so many people?
Come down?"
Only then did the black figure realize that he was scared, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel aggrieved.
"But I have been here underground for three years, and I have to endure the temptation of the fresh flesh and blood above every day. I really can't bear it anymore. And there are no benefits to swallowing so much flesh and blood. You see
I have advanced now and can speak. And what if they all come out in force? We have so many companions in different small and medium-sized worlds. We can always beat them to the limit. And this world is so powerful that even mortals
Flesh and blood also contains so much vitality. I will definitely become stronger and stronger in the future, maybe I can still..."
At this point, he suddenly shut up and glanced at the black cloak warily. Obviously he knew that he shouldn't have said what he just said.
But Black Cloak actually doesn't care about this. All of them are the same, filled with unnecessary arrogance, selfishness and cruelty. Although they were born from the same person, it is obvious that every experimental subject wants to be themselves.
The one and only one. It's just that after all, it's an experiment, and it seems that everything has some shortcomings. Like the one in front of me, it's obviously a lack of IQ.
But at this time, Black Cloak didn't have the energy to worry about it anymore. Although the mental retard in front of him disrupted his plan, he was really right about one thing. Since he had already alerted the snake, there was no need to hide anything else.
It's time for those experimental subjects to come out and explore.
Having said that, he has indeed been delayed in this world for long enough. The superiors are obviously impatient with him and must make some achievements, otherwise he may be replaced at any time.
If it were before, he might not have any feelings about it, but now, he has someone in his heart who can influence his thoughts. Maybe no one in this world can resist a person who is all about himself. After all,
Who doesn’t hope that they will be unswervingly chosen?
It doesn't matter, fortunately, the person in charge of this world is himself, and he will definitely protect her. When he takes over the consciousness of heaven in this great world of Shengyuan for his own use, he can leave the land of right and wrong and live his own free life. Maybe.
Can he take her with him by then?
Speaking of human emotions, it is really a wonderful thing. If it were ten years ago, even if she died in front of him, the black cloak would not waver in the slightest, and she would even feel that the place in front of her was dirty.
Three years ago, he might have felt a little sad and uncomfortable, but now he feels that he can't accept it. Even if he just keeps a pet, he will have a certain amount of affection after keeping it for a long time.
Well, so he must have just kept her as a pet and had feelings for her, instead of falling in love with that person like a lowly human being.
After comforting himself for a while, the black cloak sternly warned the fellow in front of him before disappearing into the black hole underground.
Time is tight, and they don't actually have that much to waste.
Two days later, all the disciples from the sect family who came to support had arrived at the small world of delusion. Although they had seen it in the video before, when they really looked at it with their own eyes, everyone could not help but feel a huge... The small world of sadness and delusion can be regarded as a small world with beautiful scenery, tranquility and peace, but at this time there is no trace of the past at all. The ground was bombarded by magic and power and was extremely hard, and there were a lot of cracks, not to mention the plants. , not even a trace of green can be seen. There are even dark blood stains on the ground that cannot be wiped away.
Those black monsters not only killed people, but also ate people, so there were no corpses at the scene. But everyone was not happy, because when they remembered where the corpses of their companions were, they only felt more angry and angry. sad.
The Penglai Pavilion disciple next to Changsheng couldn't help clenching his fists and making a fierce sound.
"Those damn monsters! Look what they did?!"
At this time, the elder who was responsible for the reception at Wudao Peak rushed over with a tired look. The incident happened suddenly, and the elders and disciples stationed in the small world of delusion were killed and injured. They arrived later. These days not only have to endure The pain of losing a large number of fellow disciples, having to sort out information on those black monsters, and also receiving monks from other sects and families who came to help, was extremely hard.
But even so, the elder received everyone very patiently.
After a while, everyone arrived at the corresponding resting place. Zhuang Yufeng and other elders went to learn the details. Changsheng was resting in his tent when he suddenly felt a huge sense of sadness coming from him.
It was an unforgettable sadness that lasted for a long time. Changsheng paused for a moment, because she practiced the art of inserting sadness into the sword, and she was very sensitive to the emotion of sadness. Naturally, she could feel the sincerity contained in this sadness. emotion.
After all, she couldn't hold back, and slowly moved forward following the pathos, and finally found a pile of red wooden signs tied to a dead tree in a small valley.
These red wooden signs looked very fresh, they must have been made not long ago, and there were strange names engraved on them. At this time, a breeze blew, and the wooden signs collided with each other, making a series of crisp or dull sounds. …
Like the wind is crying.
These are probably the Wu Dao Peak disciples who died at the hands of that black monster a few days ago.
Chang Sheng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the world in front of him was no longer consistent with the surface. Those wooden signs seemed to be glowing, each one emitting a faint golden light. Those were all stored on the wooden signs, The most sincere 'sincerity'.
Come to think of it, those who carved these wooden plaques for those Bladeless Disciples must have unparalleled sincerity in their hearts.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
In the gentle and sad breeze, these wooden signs made a continuous sound, as if those heroic souls still existed.
Feeling those sincere feelings, Changsheng couldn't help but sigh, clasped his hands together and saluted.
You are all warriors of Shengyuan World. If there is an afterlife, I hope you will be safe and happy, free from illness and disaster.
Amidst the yellow sand and under the dead trees hung with red wooden signs, the slender female cultivator put her hands together and made the most sincere wish.
This scene stunned Li Taishang, who had followed the voice, and it took him a long time to find his own voice.
