Come to another world to be the devil

Chapter 157 Yuan Feiwu's Choice
The three guards who silently listened to the conversation between the two grandfathers and grandchildren sighed endlessly.

They regretted Yuan Feiwu's choice.

As for Yuan Feiwu's so-called decision to make, like Yuan Lao, they looked at Yuan Feiwu without knowing it.

Yuan Feiwu got up and left the chair, knelt down facing the old man, and kowtowed three times.The huge sound was heard far away, and Shiro even worried that he might smash that clever head.

Yuan Lao couldn't stand Yuan Feiwu's kowtow, and sat quietly in his place.He wanted to understand something, gritted his teeth and his face was pale.

"Yuan Feiwu often angers you, old man, and often gives you headaches, I hope you can forgive me." Yuan Feiwu raised his head, his forehead was red and swollen, but his expression remained the same, "For you, if a mischievous guy like me disappears, That would be great. Will you be sorry for my disappearance?"

"Yeah, that's great. I won't be sad at all." Yuan Lao choked up.

Since the three Patriarchs and Yuan Feiwu must die, Yuan Feiwu chose to disappear by himself so that Yuan, young and old, could endure the pain of fratricide.Yuan Lao didn't appreciate Yuan Feiwu's approach, but since he made a decision, Yuan Lao chose to respect his decision and let him go more comfortably.

"That's all right. Goodbye. Grandpa."

Yuan Feiwu smiled firmly at Mr. Yuan, and ran out of the hall quickly.

"Hey, Yuan Lao, what are you doing, it seems like life and death?" Cheng couldn't help but speak.

Jing's senses were extremely sensitive, he had already sensed something, and felt sad.As for the shadow, I don't know when it disappeared.

"Goodbye, grandson."

Yuan Lao ignored Cheng's words, raised his head, tears and snot finally couldn't help pouring down his face.This is Yuan Lao's style, even if she sheds tears, she still faces it with her head held high and her chest held high, if she shrinks back, then it's not Yuan Lao!

"What the hell are you doing, what the hell are you doing?"

Cheng chased him out alone, he finally realized something was wrong, and thought it would be better to find Yuan Feiwu and ask.

However, he used Cloud Piercing Zong to run four or five laps around the huge Yuan's house, until he nearly limped, but he couldn't find that guy.

Haven't been able to find it.

In the sky above Yuan's house, Yuan Feiwu was smiling, tears falling down unstoppably, he couldn't hold back in the face of his dear ones, and once again let tears flow out, breaking the eight-year-old oath.

"Soul Capturing Formation. It is not an illusion at all, but the truth that I want most in my heart, so it is the truth. Thank you very much for giving me the opportunity to come back and put an end to this place."

Yuan Feiwu's figure continued to rise, the redness and swelling on his forehead gradually disappeared, and the wound on his arm continued to heal.One black and one purple light shone on his body, fighting each other, and finally the black light became stronger, enveloping Yuan Feiwu's whole body.When the black light dissipated, Yuan Feiwu was already wearing the samurai school uniform of the Landis School of Magic, the ancient black sheathed sword hung low-key at his waist, and his long hair was tied into a ponytail and hung down refreshingly.

"Those who didn't come out, are all living contentedly in a real center? This is indeed a very happy choice. I can't deceive myself. This kind of life is what I wanted most, and I just want to indulge in it. I If I lose, I have no way to untie this array." Yuan Feiwu broke down in tears, "Since I can't untie the soul-capturing array, I have to break it violently. I have to look forward, there are still many people waiting for me, right? ?”

Yuan Feiwu slowly drew out the ancient sword at his waist, biting his lower lip tightly with reluctance on his face, but in the end he resolutely slashed towards the sky.

The empty sky rippled like a blue lake and then returned to calm.Yuan Feiwu shook his head, there was no way to break the ties of the past with a single blow.

Since one sword cannot, then two swords, three swords, four swords!
Yuan Fei danced his sword like a shadow, cutting the sky into layers of waves. He was not discouraged at all, but rather hoped that the waves would never dissipate, so that he could find an excuse not to leave.

In the end, the waves disappeared, and Yuan Feiwu split a crack in the blue sky. The space inside was torn apart and roared wildly, but there was no joy of success visible on Yuan Feiwu's face.

He is leaving.

A small black shadow flew by, Yuan Feiwu subconsciously turned around and grabbed it, looked down and couldn't help laughing.

"Take care of yourself!"

Yuan Feiwu showed a big smiling face downward, and lay down into the crack with his back on his back.The cracks in the space around him continued to wreak havoc, trying to tear the intruding creature apart, but unfortunately, the only thing they could tear apart was his tears.

Yuan Feiwu opened his palm, it was an exquisite black shuriken, the hilt was engraved with the word "Shadow", which had been randomly scratched, and beside it was a childish and crooked "Mai" character.

Why must the ties of the past be severed?

No matter where you go, some ties have always existed in a down-to-earth way. Even if you are in a different world, you can't erase them forever.

Thinking of this, Yuan Feiwu solemnly put the shuriken into his storage space with tears in his eyes, cherishing this unforgettable bond.

Outside the Rakshasa Gate, there was a lot of killing, and the gods had been fighting for seven days and seven nights.

Regardless of the surging energy and endless life of an angel or a demon god, fighting for seven days and seven nights is very common.

Only Lucifer and Uriel were in a bad situation. Lucifer's soul was injured and he was just trying to support it. Ulier's blood was boiling, and the poison on his body became more and more uncontrollable. The longer it dragged on, the worse it would be.

If Juliyer had retreated a long time ago, it would be the most sensible to keep his own strength when he could not gain an advantage.But Yuriel seemed to have lost his composure, and continued to fight Lucifer to the death, as if the winner must be decided.

If the other angels saw the two fighting to the death here, they would be so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.

It would be fine if it was Lucifer, what the hell is going on with that wise and calm Yuriel, who is known as the brain of the heavens, smashing the enemy while surrounded by the enemy!

The magic dragon is full of holes but still alive and well. Beelzebub and Samael can live for so many years without discovering the problem. The magic dragon must be controlled by some kind of magic.While fighting with the magic dragon, they searched for the real controller. Unfortunately, the shielding barrier of Rakshamen was too good, so they couldn't find it. They could only deliberately bring the war to the buildings of Rakshamen and destroy everything as much as possible.

The four demon gods at the other end thought that Rakshamen was just playing around, but they didn't expect that Rakshamen dug up the corpse of Belial who had been wiped out in ancient times and made a big fuss in the heavens. The demon god didn't dare to paddle any more.

Beria is the Sword of Seven Sins, the maker of the holy sword Huiyao, one of the great demon gods at the beginning of the demon world, and his strength is similar to Hades, the king of the underworld.Back then, if he hadn't become defiant after making the Seven Sins Sword, and ran to the heavens to show off his might with full confidence, thinking that with the evil sword in his hand, he could punch Michael, kick Lucifer and Gabriel on the head, and he would not have ended up being punished The fate of dismembering the corpse.

(End of this chapter)