Four hundred and ninetieth chapters engraved inscriptions
Time has swept away the mountains and rivers, taking away the people who passed by, leaving only the remembered or forgotten history.
Time is like a song, and the song will be desolate and sad.
Qin Mu stood on the box and hugged the girl. The sun poured in like time. The moment the light shone on his body, the girl in his arms turned into flying sand and flowed backwards with the receding darkness.
The sunlight shines through, shining on the golden yellow sand desert, reflecting the scaly sand dunes. This was originally a valley. Although the surrounding mountains are not high, they are beautiful.
However, the passage of time has left only a sky full of yellow sand.
Qin Mu jumped off the box. Although he knew this would happen, he still couldn't hide the melancholy in his heart.
The box opened the lid and threw Long Qilin out. The big box seemed to be wondering why it suddenly disappeared now when there were hundreds of people in it just now.
Long Qilin was also frightened. He was originally very superstitious and extremely afraid of ghosts, and now he was so scared that he buried his head in the sand.
Qin Mu looked up, and in front of him was a bare mountain cliff, standing alone in the yellow sand of the desert. After tens of thousands of years of sandstorms, it had never been weathered or collapsed.
There are handwritings he left tens of thousands of years ago on the cliff.
"Human life is greater than heaven!"
Qin Mu was stunned, he still left something of his own in history.
What happened last night was not a flashback from history, nor was it a dream. He could not explain the wonderful experience of this night, nor could he explain why he went back thirty or forty thousand years ago, or why he experienced it with the people of Bailun City.
A dark invasion.
He also couldn't explain why he returned to the present and why the Emperor's era disappeared after the darkness.
However, this all really happened!
He fought side by side with people tens of thousands of years ago, watched them throw their heads and shed blood, watched the sufferings that people in history endured, and also saw the deaths, injuries, and tragedies caused by another heaven trying to destroy the heaven of the Emperor's era!
"The era of the Emperor was destroyed, and the era of the Founding Emperor was also destroyed. Is the heaven that destroyed these two eras the same heaven?"
He had some guesses in his mind, but he had no evidence to prove his guesses.
"Perhaps it will be the same heaven that wants to destroy Yankang? Where do they come from?"
Under the box, Pangongcuo came out quietly, looked up at the lonely cliff in the desert, looked at the writing on it, and said leisurely: "Master Qin, you must be very lost and sad now, right? That
The girl from the Bai family may like you, and you may also like her very much, but she knew she wanted to break up with you, so she didn't say it. Time is so ruthless..."
His eyes flashed, and the gourd behind him quietly opened, and the blood masses floated quietly into the air without making any sound.
Pangongcuo stared at Qin Mu's back. The blood mass in the air was like a poisonous snake twisting its body. His voice was also like a poisonous snake piercing into Qin Mu's heart, gnawing at Qin Mu's soul and destroying it.
It caught his Dao heart, poisoned it, and exposed this young man's flaws.
"If you had stayed in that era, maybe your life situation would be completely different from what it is now."
Pangongcuo quietly moved his steps, adjusted his breath, and his voice became more and more seductive, telling him a picture that was completely different from reality: "You may fall in love, you may have many children, and you will also face many
There are setbacks and dangers, but your life is so colorful! The past of history will become colorful, and you, a young couple, have experienced that period of colorful history... It is a pity."
He changed the topic and became full of venom: "It's a pity that you are still separated, tens of thousands of years apart. All love, likes, and the future have turned into yellow sand in the tens of thousands of years apart.
It has become a lie!"
He showed a weird smile, and his voice became distorted and weird with the weird smile: "That girl from the Bai family is probably dead long ago. After you left, she probably died in the hands of the pursuer.
! Even if she escapes, it is possible that she will marry someone else, have children, and become an old woman. Only when she is old and her face is gone, will she occasionally think of the man who suddenly appeared and held her in her arms that night.
That young man with such a cheeky face! Leader Qin——"
"Have you ever had sadness in your heart? Is this sadness gnawing at your heart and poisoning your soul?"
Pangong Tso was approaching him, and his voice sounded strangely like a devil from outside the world whispering, tempting people to fall: "She died after all and turned into dust. For thirty or forty thousand years, this desolate desert has been as dusty as sand."
In the history that has been covered up, no one except you, a passionate man, can remember her. She was just submerged in the dust of history and buried in this rolling yellow sand."
He chuckled and said: "The young man didn't know the feeling of sorrow, so he fell in love with the upper floor, fell in love with the higher floor! Now that he knows the feeling of sorrow, he is ashamed to say it, and he is ashamed to say it! Master Qin, your heart is so fragile, you should let me do it.
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Just as he was about to take action, the body of Dragon Qilin behind him grew bigger and taller. Suddenly he raised his huge claws and slapped him to the ground with one claw.
Pangongcuo got up in a hurry, but was knocked to the ground again. Long Qilin slapped him down one after another, beating him until blood spurted from his mouth, and said angrily: "I'm telling you to talk too much, I'm telling you to talk too much!"
Pangong Tso was furious: "You fat pig, do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Dragon Qilin's claws suddenly clanked, and nails as sharp as knives popped out, ready to disembowel him.
Suddenly, Qin Mu's calm voice came: "Pang Long, there is no need to beat him, let him go."
Long Qilin was slightly startled, and said in confusion: "Leader, this guy is a sincere evil-minded man, and he is a first-rate expert in escaping. He wanted to harm you just now! If you let him go, it will be even harder to catch him again.
It’s difficult!”
"We fought side by side, and he also did a lot to save people and risked his life. He deserves a chance to live."
Qin Mu put his hands behind his back, looked at his handwriting on the cliff, and said calmly: "My lord, I won't kill you, so you can leave. Next time we meet again, I will take your head."
Pangongcuo got up, patted the sand on his body, his eyes flashed, and said: "Are you sure you let me go this time and you didn't lie to me? You won't kill me when I turn around?"
Qin Mu said calmly: "Too many people died last night. I don't want to kill anyone today."
Pangongcuo did not turn around, but stepped back step by step, staring at Qin Mu's every move, thinking: "Although I have gone through hardships and fought to the death this time, it is not that I did not get benefits. I am the lowest.
Two divine legs...wait a minute, these two divine legs..."
Qin Mu kept his back to him, which made his eyes light up, and he couldn't help but get excited: "With these two magical legs, why should I be afraid of this kid? I have magical legs, and my escape speed is the fastest in the world. I can't beat him."
I can escape from him! Moreover, my speed is the best in the world, my combat power will also increase linearly, I can kill him!"
He was so excited that his heart was beating fast and his eyes were filled with fierceness. He was about to stop and take action when suddenly he became alert and hurriedly jumped up high.
A ray of sword light flew out of the desert and passed by the base of his right leg!
Pangongcuo screamed in pain and shouted sternly in mid-air: "Master Qin, you don't mean what you say!"
Qin Mu turned around and said calmly: "As a matter of fact. I chopped off one of your legs before. I can give you one back, but I won't let you get two divine legs. Sir, I won't give it away."
Pangong Tso was in mid-air, looking down at the fallen divine leg, and wanted to pick it up, but the yellow sand below had already swallowed up the broken leg.
In the yellow sand, countless sword lights loomed, like silver needles intertwining and weaving, protecting the divine leg. It was the eight thousand swords transformed by Qin Mu's sword pills. Obviously, when Qin Mu was trying to confuse people's hearts,
Then the sword pill was already driven into the yellow sand.
Pangong Tso immediately knew that he had lost the opportunity, and he bit his steel teeth suddenly, and a lotus flower as tall as a person appeared from behind him.
He retreated into the flowers, the lotus flowers closed, and Pangong Tso disappeared together with the people and the flowers.
"Master Qin, next time we meet, I will take your head!" His voice became farther and farther away, disappearing into the depths of the yellow sand in the sky.
"My lord has become very courageous now."
Qin Mu turned around, and countless flying swords flew up from the desert. He sent the divine leg to the box and said softly: "This is a good thing. He has the courage. There will be no need to put so much effort into killing him next time."
The box became excited, and he hurriedly opened the lid of the box and put this magical leg in, so that he could collect it.
Qin Mu looked at the writings on the cliff and whispered: "If you were still alive, would you come here to find me? Are you still alive? Will tens of thousands of years and sufferings make your death fade away?
, will it turn you into a pink skull..."
He waited quietly at the foot of the cliff and never left.
The surrounding mountains have also been smoothed by wind and sand, so why is this cliff the only one left?
There is still hope in his heart that has not been extinguished.
"Master, there is a big stone tablet on this side of the mountain!" Suddenly, Long Qilin discovered something.
Qin Mu's heart moved slightly and he hurried over. Long Qilin found a stone tablet at the foot of the mountain. The stone tablet was half buried by the yellow sand. It was also at the foot of the cliff, so it was difficult to find it without looking carefully.
This stone monument seems to have magical power, resisting wind and sand, and has not been weathered.
There are also writings on the stone tablet.
Qin Mu looked at the stele and couldn't help but be startled. He saw the domineering words on the stele, which read: "Qin Mu, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult, the Grand Master of Loulan Golden Palace, was buried..."
The words behind the burial were a little blurry, and some words were buried in the yellow sand. Just as Long Qilin was about to move forward and push the yellow sand away, Qin Mu hurriedly said: "Fat Long, it's a trap! Don't touch the sand under the monument!"
When Long Qilin heard the word "trap", he quickly retreated without daring to stop at all.
Qin Mu sneered: "You are really underestimating me by using this method to set up a trap. The words under the stone tablet are nothing more than "bury me here." If I move the sand, I will trigger his trap, and I will die without a burial place!"
Long Qilin shuddered and said: "If it were my name written on it, I would definitely come forward to check..."
Qin Mu looked around. This yellow sand desert was really desolate. There was no other life except them. There was no way anyone was ambushing nearby.
"To be honest, I'm really curious."
His eyes flashed as he looked at the stone tablet buried under the yellow sand. Long Qilin suddenly had a bad feeling and said: "Leader, don't do anything stupid!"
Qin Mu quickly stepped back and said with a smile: "I really want to see if the person who left this stone tablet to plot against me and the Great Master will leave a signature. He is so complacent and arrogant, he will definitely leave his own
Name. Let’s exit Baili, and then I will cast a spell to push away the sand under the stone monument!”
——Although it was updated in advance today, the house pig is no longer squealing. I know you all want to kill me. It’s the Chinese New Year, and you have to slay pigs and pork. I can’t dance too happily, otherwise I will be killed.
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