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Two hundred and forty-eighth chapter rest

Never overestimate your abilities,

And never underestimate the enemy's cunning,

But the most important thing is to never estimate the probability of creating a miracle.

——"Chicken Soup for the Soul of China"

The Black Thorn was finally destroyed, and Lin Shuwen, who had removed the last piece of darkness, was checking the equipment on his back. On the back of the wolf beside him, two paralyzed "wastemen" were recuperating in a very personal way.

Liu Yexiao, who was talking to himself, glanced at Lin Shuwen's eyes from time to time, and the morbid aura that flashed from time to time made You Ling, who was wiping his dagger at the side, shiver constantly.

"Ah sneeze!"

The small nose was flushed and twitched a few times very cutely, looking like I felt pity for him.

Sure enough, the man quickly looked in his direction.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

He took out a spare windbreaker from the shadow, but Lin Shuwen threw it back to the shadow in the next second, changed into a quilt that was not too thin, and placed it on her body under You Ling's astonished gaze.

On the Wolf King's broad back, Lin Shuwen even tucked the corners of his quilt a few times.

Liu Yexiao, who was lying on the back of the Wolf King's neck, had crooked red eyes and a teasing smile:

"Woman, you should not be too scheming~"

"Well..."

You Ling pouted and put Lin Shuwen's mountain-like weight (physics) on her body. From a distance, it looked like a sea lion without teeth lying on the back of the Wolf King.

"Is it still cold? How about I change the bed?"

"She has a cold heart, how about you warm her heart?"

Liu Yexiao, who took the initiative to make fun of others, successfully received a shameful and angry punch from You Ling. He looked at his face with a grin on his face with a black eye, and felt an inexplicable morbid feeling.

It's like looking at a toy that you love deeply.

"It's so cute~"

"Hiss? Xiao'er, what did you just say?"

"Hehehe, it's nothing. Does it hurt? Can I rub it for you?"

"Xiao'er, are you having a fever and feeling confused? You, no, we can't move now, dear~"

The corner of his red-eyed mouth was slightly raised, with a helpless and doting expression. On the other side, Lin Shuwen had already taken out a hot water bottle from the shadow and handed it to You Ling like a straight man.

With the heat when it was first put in, everything in the shadow will be in a relatively static state, similar to the "eternal condensation of time and space" of Canglian. In this "small world" where the microscopic level is still and the macroscopic level slows down.

, everything will remain the same as it was when I first put it in for at least a thousand universe years.

"Little Fengzi, although I can understand it, I hope you can put aside the flame thing for the time being."

"I understand, but I am a human being and I have feelings."

Lin Shuwen has always been a sensible person, but being sensible does not mean complete obedience. Many times, restlessness is just transferred to other aspects such as emotions. This is the so-called sentient thing.

"What you said makes me very sad. After getting together with Xiaoer, I also have a personality and am a human being. However, I hope you can always remind yourself: all half-hearted things will only attract false people.

Triumph and devastating disaster.”

It was rare for Liu Yesiao's personality to give sincere advice to others. These words made Liu Yesiao's eyes flash a few times, as if he was surprised and pleased.

"Whether it is strength, knowledge, or spiritual understanding, awareness, and courage in the usual sense, it can be said that for every thinking being with rationality and sensibility, when facing major things, the level of both sides

Can't save

In a half-assed way."

Liu Yesiao's character sighed, as if he was remembering the past. It seemed that this character had experienced something together before he came to Liu Yesiao.

"This is not a question of reassuring people or cheering yourself up. If you can, you can, and if you can't, you can't. You must make a very rational and objective judgment here, otherwise... forget it, I will click and you will understand, but I hope you

If you can think about it and implement it, it is very likely that a gap in a detail is the point of difference in the ending of all the endings here."

Liu Yexiao, whose red eyes gradually disappeared and returned to black eyes, blinked at Lin Shuwen and said with a timid smile:

"Sorry, the other me seems to have recalled some bad memories. I hope you don't mind if I cause you trouble."

"Well, please help me thank her."

"I can hear you, no need to trouble Xiao'er!"

"Oh~?"

Behind the flash of red eyes was the teasing black eyes. Lin Shuwen, who was stroking You Ling's head, was thinking attentively. He put his other hand into the pocket of his windbreaker and used the same expression in the shadow inside.

Gently caressing the box he was in.

Finally, he silently apologized in his heart, and the last trace of confusion in his eyes was suppressed by the wolf-like darkness.

The deceased has passed away, and the memory of them has stopped.

"Xiao En, please take care of them while I fight."

"Ouch~" (No problem, Master,)

Since the blood contract has been established, the Wolf King's meaning can be directly transmitted to Lin Shuwen's sea of ​​consciousness. With this howl, Can Yue finally connected with Lin Shuwen again.

(Master! You...)

(Sorry for making you worry, Zangyue. It was Yunfei who pulled me back from there. Remember not to touch the box in the shadow.)

(Yes, I will always remember and thank him. Welcome back, my Lord.)

"My...Lord..."

As he silently recited this slightly faded title, the image of the salty sword spirit suddenly appeared in Lin Shuwen's mind.

Unconsciously, I have lost so much.

He looked back at the wolf's back beside him, and then looked in the direction where Ye Lanxin and others were. Through the sight of the waning moon, he saw the unconscious Mei'er, the sleeping Ye Lanxin, and Mo Wei, who was waving her palm to him.

.

(Zangyue, you are at the Qianjia Ruins, right?)

(Yes, Qianjia Ruins has set up a healing barrier. Unauthorized life forms that come into contact with this barrier will turn into plants and absorb it, so we are safe for the time being.)

(Well, if I’m not mistaken, “they” are also back there, right?)

(There is only one tree here, a big tree with pink flowers. The leaves are yellow and the petals are wilted.)

(Understood, take out the teleportation talisman, we will go there now.)

(Sorry, any abilities here are invalid, including mine.)

(I understand, it should be "their" ability. Please be careful, I will rush over now.)

(Yes, I have some information that I need to tell you, Master.)

(speak.)

(The "mercy", along with Aike, disappeared.)

"Click!"

The force of Lin Shuwen's sudden rampage directly trampled the rocks under his feet into powder. Veins popped up on his forehead, and his pulsating eyebrows told of his anger.

(Any information?)

(Feel sorry.)

(I see.)

After closing the contact with Zangyue, the Wolf King who was watching from the side lowered his head in time and rubbed it gently.

He held Lin Shuwen's arm and comforted his master in his own way.

(Nothing in this mountain can beat Aike, she will be fine.)

"As soon as possible...!"

Gray mist suddenly filled the woods. Lin Shuwen secretly made a sword, retracted his right arm, and held it horizontally in front of him.

After stepping onto the ladder of outer deification, he could clearly discern the essence of this breath.

"Come back...Naya."

The gray mist rose and flew straight towards Lin Shuwen. He swung his sword to dodge, successfully rejecting the embrace of this alien god for the first time.

"You have finally stepped onto the ladder of outer deification. After nine thousand cosmic years, we can finally stay together again, "Darkness"."

The same tone, the same posture, facing the existence in front of him that was transformed into a faceless giant, Lin Shuwen felt a sense of unconsciousness that made him laughable.

This title and content do not seem to be words that the outer god Naia can say.

In the psychological and espionage books that Lin Shuwen has read, speaking habits and behavioral habits are often the key to identifying one's true identity. One is from the details of past colleagues, and the other is from the accumulated experience of being together for many years.

Habit.

A fake, unless he has lived with this mask for decades, will never be able to completely and perfectly reproduce these two aspects.

"What is your purpose?"

"Of course it's to make you successfully become a deity. In this way, we can always be together like we did in the past."

The gray mist gradually condensed into a solid form. On the giant's body, which was made up of twisted tentacles, countless huge mouths opened and closed. The words belonging to the outer gods trembled from the gaps between the pale teeth, as wet and sticky as seaweed.

But what surprised the other party was that this time Lin Shuwen spread his black wings.

And it clung to the body of the giant that once only escaped.

The next second, Lin Shuwen, whose body was covered with black and red lines, charged forward with his sword and slashed horizontally at the giant's trunk tentacles!

The height aimed at accurately corresponds to the human neck.

Like the wind, the unstoppable touch made Lin Shuwen laugh loudly, and the sadistic expression from dozens of minutes ago appeared on his face again.

"You really thought of a good game? Hydra!"

Black flames burst out and enveloped the entire space in an instant. Lin Shuwen glanced at his sea of ​​​​consciousness covered by Hydra's disguise without any surprise. The black spines piercing the "walls" and "ground" were already covered with four...

A wailing skull.

On the front, the black flames burned the forged image crazily, and the huge mouth on the giant's body was like a suffocated balloon. The wailing sounds one after another gradually returned to one person, and in the end only forty-four were left.

The skull fell down.

""dark"……!!"

"I seem to know Naiya much better than you do~"

He casually removed a skull from the black thorn. Lin Shuwen, who was in the spiritual state, exerted force suddenly. With a pleasant wail and roar, all the skulls in the sea of ​​consciousness were turned into powder, and were absorbed by the purest energy.

"Thinking" is absorbed completely.

In the plane of the Outer Gods, Hydra's failed plot was surging endlessly. When Lin Shuwen returned to his body, they were surrounded by more than two hundred people who had returned to unity.

On Lan Ruxin's side, "Silent", covering her neck, finally walked near Ye Lanxin's hospital bed.

Then, he tore off his disguise and raised his arm that transformed into a sharp knife.

But Lan Ruxin has already rushed here.


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