Shen Ming also bowed deeply to Wang Ritian. He always felt as if he had seen him somewhere...
Under the royal city of Peru? Shen Ming suddenly remembered that the person who saved him seemed to be the senior who looked like a young man in front of him.
But is it just that?
Shen Ming accidentally took out a jade pendant of ordinary workmanship and material from the space bracelet, and looked at it in a daze.
"What's wrong? Brother Shen Ming..." Ye Xinxia was a little confused. She didn't know why Shen Ming was looking at the jade pendant in a daze. This jade pendant was given to them by an old man who was guarding the treasury in Hangzhou. The old man looked very ordinary.
Even a little mediocre.
"I just feel that... this senior and I seemed to have known each other before." Shen Ming shook his head and took the jade pendant and stopped thinking about it.
"What a pity! This old guy finally reached this point, but he still couldn't escape after all. Maybe he didn't even think about escaping. Master... In fact, this old guy can reach this point because of your contribution.
"
The little turtle ran out of the contract space again at some point, his words full of regret.
"Do you know this senior?" Shen Ming looked at the little turtle with some curiosity. Listening to the name of the little turtle, it seemed that he had known each other before.
"What does it have to do with me?"
The little turtle paused for a while, then slowly said: "I do know him. He has guarded that broken warehouse for so many years. Although I can only stay in that egg shell, maybe the warehouse was originally built for me, so how can I feel it?"
Didn't he exist? It can only be said that he was deceived by the old official surname Liu. If he had seen through it earlier, maybe he could have left a lasting reputation like Xiao Qiuzi.
As for why it is related to the master? What's the use of talking about it now? If you believe in fate once, you will follow its way. It's rare... it's rare..."
It was rare for the little turtle to be serious. Although his words were still a little out of tune, the minds between the contracted beast and the host were connected. He could feel the silent sadness and... loneliness in the little turtle's heart.
"Are you pretending to be serious here with me?" Shen Ming suddenly felt a little unhappy. He hated talking in the middle of a sentence, but it happened to be like this every time.
Seeing that Shen Ming seemed determined to dig deeper, Little Turtle had no choice but to say: "Isn't he the one who rescued you under the royal city? Why do you think he went there? Is there anything that can attract him? Apart from time,
Liquid, what else? This old guy’s end is approaching, who doesn’t want to live? Especially if he dies without fulfilling his wish, can he be willing to do so? What a pity... The final jar of Liquid of Time is still owned by you, the owner.
Got it?
Maybe he appeared in the Parthenon because of the resurrection magic! But in the end, he realized that the saint has transcended and the holy soul has dissipated, so even the resurrection magic has no effect on him."
"When you say that, doesn't it mean that I harmed him?" Shen Ming suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. If this is really the case, this senior saved his life, but he himself harmed this senior.
"It's unclear. If he really used the Liquid of Time, he would be farther away from the Saint. You should have read the words of King Wen of Zhou. Destiny is about belief and disbelief. If you believe it, then never say goodbye.
Thinking of transcending it, using the liquid of time is equivalent to surrendering! What is the difference between them and those ordinary people? The weight of the two words saint is unimaginable unless you really step into that door. Little turtle, I am just guessing out of thin air.
, after all, we are not fellow travelers.”
The little turtle shook his head as he spoke. There are thousands of roads in the world, and who can guarantee that the one he takes is the right one? Most of them are just different roads leading to the same destination, but if they are all exactly the same, it seems that a lot of excitement has been lost.
Shen Ming took a deep breath. There were indeed many things in this world that were too nonsense. How could everything be perfect?
"Brother Shen Ming, your contracted beast is so strange... I have never thought that a turtle can actually talk? And he does it one by one, which seems to make sense." Ye Xinxia blinked her big eyes very cutely.
, looking at the little turtle in front of me full of curiosity.
"Do you like it? If you like it, I'll stew it now! Just to replenish your body..."
"Master, I didn't let you play like this."
…
With the Dark King expelled and the Saint falling, this unprecedented war finally came to an end.
Although Yi Zhisha was resurrected, in this current situation...if she were to target Ye Xinxia again, it would be like swimming in a cesspool and looking for shit in the shit.
The great sage Melora kicked the old man with a backpack down the mountain and then disappeared without a trace. It is not known whether he died or escaped. However, no body was found, so he must have escaped.
She is also a smart person. Although Yizha is resurrected, this incident can be said to be a breakthrough. Even if she crawls back alive, she will probably be dragged back by Yizha to bear all the sins.
What Melora wants is power, and he doesn't believe that the iron-blooded Yi Sha will have much friendship with her.
In fact, Yizhisha did the same thing, placing almost all the blame on the great sage Merola who had disappeared long ago. Since he couldn't be found, there was no need to blame him if he wanted to.
As for Ye Xinxia, she awakened the Parthenon spirit, let alone Yi Zhisha's resurrection. Even if the Holy Son Wentai said that he wanted to kill his own daughter out of righteousness, the old guys in the Parthenon Temple would not agree.
The current situation in the Parthenon has to be said to be a bit ridiculous. The resurrected Iris, the former goddess, is running for election again, and for a while, everyone in the temple is taking sides.
All in all, it was quite busy. The Holy Mountain was destroyed, the Knights' Temple in the Parthenon suffered heavy losses, and all kinds of things were going on.
…
"Let me go, don't you think the punishment I'm getting now is not enough? Even if I live, I will have to live like a mouse in my next life!"
On a small road on the mountain behind the Parthenon, the great sage Melora had blood hanging from the corners of her mouth, looking with horror at the beautiful woman who was walking towards him with a smile that looked like her.
"But I said I would kill you." The woman's smile was quite bright, but there was inexplicably more excitement and blood in her smile.
"I beg..."
The great sage Merola was about to say something else when scarlet blood spurted out from her neck in the next second. She stared at the woman with hatred in her eyes and slowly fell to the ground.
"I also begged you...but you still chose to cast the black stone of sin." The woman shook her head gently, waved her hand, and a green poisonous mist swept out of her sleeves and turned Melora into a
In the dark water, this once powerful sage completely disappeared from this world.
"Your matter has been resolved, now it's my turn, right?"
Just when the woman was about to leave, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears. She turned around and looked, wasn't it Shen Ming?
But a woman, who else could it be? Salan!
"You are scarier than I thought, which also proves that I have not missed you. Shen Ming... you can't keep me." Salan smiled and shook his head, looking at Shen Ming with a look full of joy, as if he had carefully crafted it.
The flowers and plants in the garden are finally flourishing.
"I know, so I'm not here to kill you... I just ask you not to appear in front of Xinxia in the future, your love is too deformed!" Shen Ming said coldly.
It wasn't until now that he finally figured out what Salan did for what he was doing.
Maybe a large part of it is for revenge, but maybe this murderous and extremely crazy woman still only has some conscience.
As Wen Tai's daughter, how could the Parthenon let her go? So no matter whether Ye Xinxia's biological mother Salan is a murderer or not, Ye Xinxia will be pushed to the gallows sooner or later for various reasons.
Only when Sa Long is crazy enough can he scare those people and at the same time choose a guy who can protect his daughter.
But no matter what, no amount of reasons can conceal the heinous nature of Salang's crimes and the nature of his madness. Ye Xinxia already knows her identity, and although she doesn't seem to mind anything in her heart, Shen Ming doesn't want this girl to be hurt again.
Salan was silent for a while and said softly: "You are very smart!"
The next second, there was a flash of silver light, and Salan disappeared instantly. Where Salan was before, there was also a flashing Thunder Tang Sword.
Shen Ming didn't just preach, he really wanted to kill Sa Long. Unfortunately, this woman was too cunning.
…
…
"Kunlun riot! What is going on? First, that old guy Hong Wu made a mess over Mount Fuji, and now Kunlun is rioting again. Can anyone give a reason?"
The highest meeting in the imperial capital was noisy again. This time, even Shao Zheng, who had always been steady, felt a little nervous.
The Japanese people, who were living a good life, were okay. After all, no major casualties were caused. They could just pay some medical expenses to the dozen strong men who were raped by Hong Wu.
But if something big happens in Kunlun, it will really be a crisis for the whole country! Kunlun is one of the largest demon kingdoms on the land. It is impossible to count how many demons are gathered in Kunlun.
And the legendary Lord of Kunlun is even more terrifying!
"That's enough! Closely monitor all movements in Kunlun. I will ask the Forbidden Curse Society to participate in this matter, everyone! Please put aside all the small grudges in the past. This time may be the biggest crisis in the history of China.
!”
Shao Zheng slammed the table, and the originally noisy conference room fell silent instantly.
Just like Shao Zheng said, China will be the first to bear the brunt of the Kunlun riots, and it will really be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
Looking at the silent crowd, Shao Zheng turned his eyes slightly and couldn't help but look at the sofa in the corner of the conference room. He sighed secretly in his heart: "Senior Duanmu, at this critical time, what else do you have to worry about more?
"
ps: I made a mistake just now and sent it before I finished writing it.