Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 40 Please Give Me Your Eyes
Lone Star Cliff.

A luxuriant and lonely grave.

The weeds in midsummer grew so fast that they covered half of the tomb.

A spider crawled from nowhere, and formed a cobweb the size of a millstone between the tombstone and the weeds, and caught several insects in the web.

There was also a small moth flapping its wings desperately.

Sirius recovered from his injuries in Fuyingzhai and returned here.

He squatted down, first brushed off the spider webs, and then pulled out the weeds.

There was a rain a few days ago, and the rain left a little dust, which stained the name on the tombstone.

Sirius wiped it clean with his sleeve, revealing the "Tomb of Bai Xiaocha".

"Xiaocha, I'm sorry, I'm a little busy during this time, so I didn't come to accompany you."

Just as he was earnestly cleaning up the weeds and dust, two people, one big and one small, walked up the Guxing Cliff.

Sirius stood up, he was the son of Wujun Luohu and God.

After absorbing the death power from Gu Xing and Mo Dao Juechen, Shaohao grew extremely fast, and now his height is almost that of a three-year-old child.

Although he had his hands behind his back like Luo Hou, Shaohao's face was full of curiosity, and his pair of blue eyes kept looking at the strange scenery.

What's coming can't be avoided after all.

Sirius asked coldly: "Can I change the place? I don't want to dirty this place."

Luo Hou glanced at the tombstone, Bai Xiaocha was that big girl who was fat on the outside but extremely kind on the inside, the person who had the most profound influence on Sirius.

Shaohao also looked at the tombstone: "Father, what is this?"

"This is the tombstone of mankind."

"What is a tombstone?"

"It is a form of commemoration. After a person dies, relatives erect a tombstone to indicate that this person has been here in this world."

Sirius interrupted them: "If you want to kill me here, I only have one request, please bury me here without erecting a monument."

Luo Hou asked Shaohao: "Do you want to kill him?"

Shaohao shook his head: "He is the apprentice of God of Death, and I don't feel his killing intent towards me."

"Put away that senseless sympathy."

Shaohao was puzzled: "Human feelings tell me that sympathy is a virtue, isn't it right to sympathize with you?"

Sirius' face became even colder.

Luo Hou continued to explain: "Only the weak need sympathy. Sirius is not weak, but the adoptive father is stronger than him."

It's fine if you don't explain it, this explanation made Sirius break through in an instant.

He couldn't help but growl: "What are you guys doing here?"

The Son of God answered Sirius earnestly: "Father said, please give me your eyes."

"what!"

"Your right eye has the power of death, I want to take it back."

Sirius, who has always been stern, couldn't help laughing wildly: "Hahahahaha, so it's not enough for you to take away Lone Star, you also have to take away the eyes that Master left me!"

"It didn't hurt at all. When I withdrew Mo Dao Juechen's death power, he didn't cry out for pain."

Luo Hou thought to himself, at that time Mo Dao Juechen was in a dead state and would not cry out for pain.

"For you guys!"

Sirius glanced at the tombstone with nostalgia, and raised his hand to pick his own eyeballs.

Luo Hou swung his hand in an instant and knocked his hand down: "Absorbing your power of death will not affect the function of this eye, and there is no need to dig it out."

"Well, just sit down and don't move, it will be fine soon."

Shaohao approached Sirius and stretched out his little hand.

Sirius sat down sadly and closed his eyes.

The small palm covered Sirius' right eye, and soon, a black death energy emerged from the eye, followed the meridian in Shaohao's hand, and flowed into his body.

Who says it doesn't hurt.

Luo Hou saw that Sirius was trembling all over, his hands clenched into fists, resisting the tearing feeling that the power that accompanied him for thousands of years left his body.

Fortunately, this process did not last too long, the last trace of black air escaped, and Shaohao withdrew his palm.

"Sirius, doesn't it hurt?"

"..."

"Open your eyes and see."

Sirius opened his eyes, the world hasn't changed much, and the words "Bai Xiaocha's Tomb" are still familiar as if engraved in his heart.

Luo Hou said lightly: "Although you have lost the power of death, you are still a strong man with a knife."

Two people, one big and one small, left Lone Star Cliff and walked into the distance.

Sirius continued to pull out the weeds on the grave: "Xiaocha, I can accompany you wholeheartedly from now on."

Walking out of the Lone Star Cliff, Luo Hou led Shaohao to the periphery of the Buddha in the Demon World.

A real strong man rises from actual combat, and the Extinguishing Realm Evil Spirit just used it to sharpen his son's knife.

Shaohao raised his head and looked at the towering demon tower, deeply shocked: "What a tall tower! Much higher than the twin towers in Tiandu!"

"Do you have the courage to fight to the top of the tower? The top of the tower has already crossed to Jijing."

"Have!"

"It's not the time yet, let's fight the demon corners on the outside first."

Shaohao was eager to try: "Hit who?"

"Wait a minute, they're coming out soon."

At this time, a hundred miles away from here, the crazy Legend of Qianye was chasing Su Zhenzhen.

Qianye waved Tian Miao with one hand, and pushed out the violent waves with the other hand, the moves were merciless.

"Qianye, wake up soon! You have fallen into the devil's way!"

With one hand of Prajna and the other of Whisk, Su Zhenzhen tried his best to defend.

"The way of the devil is also the way, and the evil way is also the way. Su Zhenzhen, you are an obstacle in my way, and I have long disliked you."

"Turn back."

"Since black lotus is born, why do we need white lotus. Drink~"

In the battle between the two lotuses, the swords and palms crisscrossed, sweeping the plains in all directions.

Bai Lian was helpless: "The only solution now is to capture you first, Ming Sheng Sword Technique!"

"Sea of ​​clouds and mountain waves!"

Legend of Qianye raised Xuelang with his sword, his murderous intent was ruthless, and in the blink of an eye, both of them were wounded.

Following the life-and-death killing of the black and white double lotus, Ye Xiaochai, Wan Gu Changkong, Yinjue of the sun-blind tribe, and Yijianzhi of Kyushu came to the demon world outside the Buddha.

Uncle Kyushu led the way, and when he was about to rush into the demon tower, he confessed again: "Everything is going according to plan. Our task is to protect Qu Shitu, don't love to fight."

"Ah."

Several people ran quickly.

Suddenly the scene in front of him changed, and five figures fell down.

Heaven's Elysus and other evil generals blocked the way: "It's difficult to take advantage of the opportunity to break into the Buddha World."

Uncle Kyushu smiled and said, "Ambush, we also have them, and they are very big."

With his laughter, the sky shone brightly, as bright as day, and three long-lost figures were seen on the clouds.

"Buddha sees three thousand broken, protects life and cuts karma."

"The Tao sees that all things are destroyed, and that killing and life return to one."

"Confucianism sees that the world is ruined, and it regenerates Shiyuan."

It turned out to be the Buddha Sword Fenshuo, Jianzi Xianji and Shulou Longsu, the three congenitals came to the periphery of the Buddha in the demon world.

The white-haired swordsman sighed: "Just rest for a while, the world is full of monsters."

Long Su waved his round fan and asked the Buddha sword: "Friend, what do you say?"

"Killing life to protect life, killing business is not killing people!"

Before Heaven's Calyx waited for the evil spirits to open their mouths to yell and curse, the old Baimao said again: "Leave this place to the three of us, and everyone will move on."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Uncle Kyushu led Ye Xiaochai and others out of the encirclement and went straight to the Futu in the Demon World.

(End of this chapter)