Wu alchemy body

Chapter 1236 Destined
A delicate and handsome pretty face, with dimples on both sides of the face when he smiled slightly, it looked extremely agile, and when he was calm, he was a little cute.

"Why am I so stupid, I should have known it was you, I always thought it was just an illusion, a dream."

Sun Yi smiled wryly, and hugged Duanmu Miao even tighter.

"I also thought it was just a dream, but when I met you that day, I knew it was not a dream, but real."

Duanmu Miao nestled in Sun Yi's arms, tears fell from his eyes, wet Sun Yi's chest.

"Alas..." Sun Yi sighed.

This Duanmu seedling is Sun Miao, and it was the first illusion that Sun Yi experienced in his journey to the God Emperor of Xiaoyao, and it was also the dream-like illusion that he experienced for the longest time.

Everything made sense, Duanmu Miao gave him a sense of familiarity because of decades of getting along with him in the illusion of Lianxin Road, and Duanmu Miaogui being a little princess and getting close to him was also because of that illusion.

In that illusion, he experienced a mortal life in a hurry for a hundred years, got married and had children, and spent his life with Duanmu Miao in that illusion.

But suddenly a huge doubt enveloped his heart. Duanmu Miao is the little princess of hell, and Emperor Xiaoyao is just a dao emperor in the nine heavens. The princess entered.

"There is one thing I can't figure out. How did you enter the same illusion as me?" Sun Yi asked with his arms around Duanmu Miao in great doubt.

"I had a dream. In the dream, I spent my whole life with a man, that is you." Duanmu Miao didn't look panicked at the moment, and leaned sweetly with Sun Yi.

She had indeed had a dream decades ago, and a force made her drowsy, thus escaping into Huang Liang's dream.

"Dream?"

Sun Yi couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

"If I can die with you, I will be content."

In her heart, being able to die with the one she loves is not so scary, at least not alone.

"What nonsense, I will never allow us to die here, the owner of this copper palace cannot set up a dead end, there must be a chance."

Sun Yi tightly clenched his fists and clasped fingers with Duanmu Miao.

"But even the half-respect is trapped here, can we get out?" Duanmu Miao didn't hold out any hope.

Sun Yi didn't answer Duanmu Miao immediately, but thought about it carefully, looked at these dead bones, and pondered: "There are four walls, but this wall is covered with dead bones, so it means that there may be a thread on this wall. vitality."

He was convinced that this place was not a place of death, that this civilization had been destroyed, and that the master of this copper palace should have the strength of the master, leaving the palace must be to tell future generations.

There is another more critical reason, he does not want Duanmu Miao to be buried here, this is his woman, the woman he has spent his entire life with, and it is also a predestined fate.

Among his several beautiful wives, Duanmu Miao was originally a person in a fantasy, but today the fantasy has come true. The memories of that life flooded in like a tide, and they were destined to be together.

"Maybe there is a way to leave." Duanmu Miao felt moved by Sun Yi's confidence.

"The key should be on this wall." Sun Yi's eyes glowed golden, and he found that someone had deliberately covered the wall with a layer of dust.

Sweeping the dust away, a roaring and unwilling voice suddenly came from the wall, and several blood-stained palm prints were clearly branded on the copper wall.

The blood in this palm print is still gushing, as if it was left just now, the bright and coquettish blood handprint has a moving and unwilling mood, it is left by the owner of the palm print.

It looked like it was the last unwillingness of the owner of the palm print, and he poured all his strength into the palm print.

"The blood has not dried up after countless years. The master who left the palm print is too powerful. I am afraid that he has not reached the level of Heavenly Dao, but may have reached the level of Good Fortune. How tragic is this unknown battle."

Jin Shu uttered loudly, and he was also extremely shocked.

"Blood-stained palm prints, look, a mark there seems to be a weapon." Duanmu Miao's eyes were bright, and blood stains formed a weapon not far from the palm prints.

This blood seems to still have life, and it is as red as the sun. When it is revealed, the red light illuminates the entire copper palace like daytime. The will in one's feelings.

It was a long spear, drawn with blood as a pen, as if it was heavily carved with a bloody finger.

This gun is so sharp that it cuts through heaven and earth, and it seems that a single shot can pierce a whole world.

Sun Yi has used long spears as weapons since his body training, and until now, he has a special feeling for spears.

At this moment, a long spear floating in the sky and the earth appeared in front of his eyes, which could destroy all worlds with a slight vibration, and a domineering aura blasted into his mind.

Sun Yi's heart trembled, and Jin Shu's soul power shook, helping him suppress the sea of ​​consciousness.

When he looked again, a picture suddenly appeared in front of him in a trance.

The roar of the gold and iron horses shook the sky.

A figure in golden armor stood on the top of the sky, pointing a spear in his hand at a group of blurred figures.

Behind him, the god emperor is the soldier, the god emperor is the captain, the half master is the general, and the main master is the commander, so densely packed that there is no end in sight.

When the battle broke out, the sky was stained red with blood, and shadows fell one after another.

And this general also met a terrible opponent, who swung a long spear wildly in his hand, dominating the sky and shaking the world.

At the end of the hero's life, two mysterious strong men with three-step fortune came to attack him.

The general was defeated, and killed the two three-step creatures with a long spear, and he was already stained with blood, and every drop of blood seemed to be able to drip through the world.

As dusk fell, the hero was already in his twilight, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

With a roar towards the sky, he carried a long spear and jumped into the copper palace, painted the shadow of a long spear with blood, patted the copper wall again, and then stepped into the wall, sealing himself.

"Who are those strong people who emerged from the chaos?" Sun Yi withdrew from his trance and sighed.

"What did you see?" Duanmu Miao asked curiously.

"The last battle of a shattered civilization, and there are palaces behind this wall."

Sun Yi responded that this scene made him understand that there is indeed a glimmer of life here, and perhaps that glimmer of life is hidden in this gun.

"And the palace?" Duanmu Miao stretched out his palm and buzzed away, but he couldn't shake the wall.

"If you can break the palace with strength alone, there won't be so many strong people trapped to death."

Sun Yi smiled and pinched Duanmu Miao's nose. After the identity was revealed, the relationship between the two was extremely close.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Duanmu Miao gave Sun Yi a blank look.

"The vitality lies in the gun. I saw that senior enter behind the wall and drew the gun before he died."

Sun Yi touched the gun with his hand, the never-drying blood would not stain his hand, on the contrary he felt unwillingness and sadness from the blood.

That is the tragedy of the collapse of an entire civilization.

"There are words left under this corpse."

Sun Yi accidentally kicked away the bones of a corpse, and a line of lamentation appeared.

"The old man is dull, I can't understand the artistic conception of the gun, and I am destined to sit here."

Sun Yi's heart trembled, and he moved some bones away again, and found that many strong men had left their words.

Every line of text is a regret for not being able to understand the gun.

(End of this chapter)