The first thousand three hundred and ninety-seventh chapter attracts worldwide attention
All living things in this world, their return journey is the same, it is the road under their feet. Their life has an edge, it is only a hundred years. Their existence will not become eternal, unless this world is completely destroyed and all wills are wiped out
Erased and destroyed together, this can be said to live as long as heaven.
It's a pity that the days and years are endless, and this land has taken over all the vicissitudes of life. A mere hundred years, for the infinite life span of heaven and earth, is just a flash of fire and a flick of the finger. This life span, which is the same as that of heaven, is ultimately a joke and a dream.
The dream of the world is just a joke. But is it really a joke?
A joke, maybe it really is a joke. Those who know that there is a dead end ahead, but still carry out their destiny, are just a dream that has been blown away by the wind and sand, and the care of the rest of their lives has been taken away, leaving only a peach blossom stained with blood.
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These lives, all have him or her in the dream, one peach blossom, two peach blossoms, and another one, scattered apart, but the invisible center is connected to the end of the world. Unfortunately, in the end, it is still the silent following
The wind and a cold rain separated this world. From then on, the two could not be seen, and only drop after drop of blood remained. Looking for that concern, all I prayed for was to be separated from the world of the world and reunited with the underworld.
He has been standing there. It is still late in the night, but the stars have fallen into his eyes. The breeze around him is slowly blowing, blowing the candlelight, and the flowers around him are also swaying.
In a daze, the man in white standing at the bridge's head swayed. Suddenly, in front of him, there were a few wisps of human fireworks and the chirping of orioles.
There were a few yellow lanterns that illuminated two pairs of orioles in the room, and the fragrance of cinnamon branches spread through the window. The April wind carried this light from the human world.
Suddenly, the wind picked up. Then, the night became slightly cooler. Another Sheng song flooded the inside and outside of the house, and the sky in the night.
This song lingered and drowned the world. In which courtyard did it fall?
Chu Cheng was a little confused. At this moment, he was in a critical situation and encountered an unimaginable opponent. He came from Nether Sky and set foot in Shenhuang Sky. With the luck of powerful people from all sides, he was able to enter.
Above the sky.
Then, he encountered a dream and a voice. He didn't know anything. When he woke up, he was surrounded by his close friend and the person he loved most.
He didn't know why he appeared here. He didn't know where his junior brother was now. He just suddenly knew that the place he was in turned out to be the world he wanted and was unwilling to want.
He refused to give up, and he gave up again. Just because although all this is not an illusion, it is still an illusion.
In the end, Chu Cheng left there. In the end, he saw his junior brother in the distance, and also saw a body frozen into ice.
He fell into a wonderful situation, where he seemed to be integrated with the world, and his combat power reached an unimaginable level. Therefore, although he didn't know why, he was still in no hurry to return to that body.
Because he knew that once this soul entered the body, this wonderful state would disappear without a trace.
He still has things to do. This wonderful situation may be his own power, an unknown power. A state that he has not reached now but will definitely achieve in the future.
This is not asking for future power. Now that this power is in his hands, he must use it to reach that place.
That place that You Yi mentioned, that place where Mo Chen's rise came from.
It's a pity that even in this wonderful situation, it is still extremely difficult to overcome the three difficulties. Now, he can feel that his strength has surpassed that when he fought against the Lord of the Netherworld.
Even so, is it difficult to survive?
Chu Cheng shook his head and swept away the unrest in his heart. He regained his invincible fighting spirit.
Maybe, he was defeated. But if he didn't have a fighting spirit, he would definitely fall here.
Where is that peerless powerful man hiding? No matter how he senses it, he cannot be found.
Around here, there is no more sound of dripping water, and the lotus flowers disappear without a trace step by step.
This absence of a trace does not mean that the peerless powerful man has disappeared. This aura cannot be checked, nor does it mean that Chu Cheng has won.
"What is there? Who lives there?" Chu Cheng raised his head and looked at the yellow flowers and the fireworks on earth.
This was too weird. Behind him was purgatory. But in front of him, he appeared in the human world.
With just one step, Chu Cheng can come from purgatory to the human world. But what he doesn't know is, is it another dream ahead?
He had had too many dreams, beautiful, sad, and unforgettable dreams.
In one step, I really came to the human world.
Chu Cheng still took a step lightly. This step was not in his painting, nor was it in the painting of the strong man with the rules.
As he came to this human world, the bridge disappeared in an instant. What Chu Cheng saw when he turned around was a night with stars. When he turned around, he was outside the house.
A scorching fire floated in the room, dispelling the darkness brought by the night.
He took a step forward and slowly raised his hand. There was a sound of wind, and the window paper shattered slightly. No figure could be seen. There was only a lonely wooden bed and a lantern on the ground.
Chu Cheng also saw that at the back of the house, there was a half-opened facade. It seemed that there was a whole other world inside. However, under his spiritual consciousness, there was only this one room in this world, so how could it be so different?
He thought for a while, and after just a moment, he opened the wooden door without hesitation and walked into the house. Suddenly, a strong sense of decay hit his face with the wind.
In just a moment, he walked into the half-opened door. He was in a trance for a while, and when he calmed down, there was a long corridor in front of him, accompanied by rockeries under the night sky, with no end in sight.
He was walking in the dark old corridor. There were plum blossoms in the long steps. When he lowered his head, he saw dots of scarlet. These were drops of blood stained in it. As it went deeper, the blood became full of red.
It seems like there is a thousand miles of road, and you can't reach the end just by walking. The wind is blowing all around, and you really feel like you are walking on the Huangquan Road.
He walked step by step in the dark corridor, and as he got closer, lights were turned on at both ends. Occasionally, crisp sounds could be heard in the depths.
This seems to be the sound of a chess piece being dropped, and someone is secretly controlling it. Who is the chess piece, and who is controlling it? Is it the strong man?
Chu Cheng still doesn't know all this.
Nor would they know that there is a heaven and earth where nine stars are reflected in the world. Surrounded by a bright moon, under the attention of the whole world, it waves to the sky.
Then, a man in white clothes stepped on the bright moon and waved his sword gently toward the sky. With the sword strike, perhaps the radiance of the four directions was too dazzling, which gave people the illusion that the heaven and earth were mistakenly divided into three grids.