The Bodhi tree watched the dragon flying away, covered with reverse scales and full of courage. He shook his head and smiled without saying much. He only slowly raised his head and looked at the people walking in the distance.
One of them looked sickly and frail, as if he was about to return to his senses at any moment, but his elegance and stunning appearance were almost always remembered in people's minds at just one glance.
"Master, take a rest."
Nodding slightly, the sickly man walked to the foot of the bodhi tree and casually glanced at the story displayed on the bodhi tree while resting.
"Give up? You don't love enough, so you give up." He smiled faintly, and a sharpness that was different from his sickly look flashed in the eyes of the sickly man.[
"Perhaps she suddenly realized that love and letting go are also another kind of love." The Bodhi tree looked at him.
"Let go? Since I love you deeply, I will never let go. No matter whether I am reincarnated for thousands of years, I will never let go." The words uttered by the sickly man were even sharper and more persistent than the Dragon Mu Emperor just now.
After saying this, the sickly man sneered disdainfully, as if mocking the girl who let go, stood up and turned around to leave.
The Bodhi tree watched them go away, and sighed slightly after a while: "Chi'er, Chi'er, if you are willing to turn around and look behind you, the scenery is not inferior to what you see in front of you, Emperor Sha, Chi'er...
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Bodhi flowers bloom and fly with the wind.
The flowers are not flowers, and the mist is not mist.
Not to mention that after Emperor Mu left the bodhi tree, he did not return to his old lair when he had nothing to do. He sat on a white cloud and stretched his body leisurely.
"Speaking of which, is there really such a stupid woman in this world? She is so stupid." After stretching his limbs, Emperor Mu looked around and saw that there was no flying dragon around. He wanted to stretch his muscles but there was no opponent. He couldn't help but flip on the white clouds.
The dragon's head passed through the white clouds and lowered.
"Let me take a look at such a stupid world." His dark eyes were murmuring, and a flash of black light suddenly flashed. Immediately, the scenery in front of him changed. Emperor Mu passed directly through the upper world and the earth, breaking through the two realms.
Void, looking towards the world below.
Shattering the Void, this kind of ability can only be achieved by Heaven and Earth, not even the authentic five-clawed golden dragon. However, the Emperor Mu Dragon, who was born with a long life, can use it effortlessly. This is just a dragon. If it passes through the nine-layered sky thunder in one day,
In one leap, a five-clawed flying dragon clan was formed. I don't know how powerful it could be.
Light and shadow flickered, and the next scene immediately appeared in Mu Huang's eyes.
Beidou Continent is a magical continent.
Families and clans separated themselves, and princes came together.
The Holy See Empire, each facing off.
This is a chaotic imperial era.
On this day, Yangu City, the capital of the Mayan Kingdom.
"Okay..." Soaring cheers resounded over the capital of the Mayan Kingdom, full of blood and cruelty.
The amphitheater was comparable to the size of a small city lord's palace. At this time, the stairs on all sides were full of people, and the faces of men, women, old and young showed a cheerful and even cruel smile.
The field is now covered in blood.[
A group of eleven or twelve-year-old children were running around in the center of the huge field. Behind them, there were three fiery red hellhounds, a black hundred-meter horned snake, a ferocious green giant wolf with horns, and a three-eyed giant tiger with two wings on its back.
...with bloodthirsty madness, he is constantly biting.
There were bursts of screams and laughter.
And in the midst of the screams and laughter, which was extremely uncoordinated, among the children running around in the center of the field, a girl in shabby clothes sat still. Although her clothes were shabby, she still had the aura of an orchid in an empty valley.