Quick wear: The full-level boss has torn up the cannon fodder script again

Chapter 268 Ending
[Congratulations to Mr. Shu Liang, your mission has been successfully completed! 】

With the sound of celebratory cannon salutes in my mind, time suddenly stood still.

Above the chaotic sky, there was a huge gap without warning. Behind the gap was a vast expanse of white clouds and mist. You couldn't see anything clearly, but a huge suction force was generated, pulling Shu Liang's consciousness out of the body of this summer deer. Pull away.

After a while, a figure slowly walked out of this white void.

Shu Liang's black hair was swaying, his face was cold, the tails of his eyes were raised, and his light purple pupils shone with a sharp light.

Wearing a black robe, she stepped barefoot on the misty clouds, waved her sleeves to attract the water mirror, looked down at the appearance in the water mirror, and slightly raised the corners of her lips.

This is her appearance after being reshaped and cultivated into the body of a demon king.

"Master Shu Liang, congratulations!"

Hearing 021's familiar voice, she slowly raised her eyes, looked at the fluttering blue bird beside her, and narrowed her eyes: "... 021... Are you Qingluan?"

"Yes, yes, it's me!"

The blue bird's wings fluttered more cheerfully.

Seeing this, Shu Liang pursed her lips, "It's surprising that Qingluan's voice is so unpleasant."

Legend has it that the sacred bird Qingluan has a clear and sweet cry, just like fairy music.

But the one in front of him spoke like a robot.

... really embarrassing to the Qingluan clan.

021:"……"

Master Shu Liang, have you heard the sound of heartbreak?
A burst of intense white light suddenly burst out in front of his eyes.

Shu Liang narrowed her eyes subconsciously, and raised her hand to block her eyes.

When she gradually got used to the strong light and opened her eyes, she saw a young man appearing in front of her eyes.

He was wearing a thin snow-white shirt and dark trousers. His facial features seemed to be drawn by the best painters. Looking at her shallow figure.

When she looked straight back, there were ripples of smiles in his pupils, which was so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate.

The corners of the boy's lips were raised, and his black and soft hair was windless and automatic.

"Hi, Shu Liang."

His voice was as pleasant as this face.

If he said that he was Qingluan, Shu Liang would definitely believe it without hesitation.

She quietly looked at the young man who seemed to be shrouded in divine light before her. Although she had never met this appearance, since his appearance, the heart that had become restless because of him was very honest.

Shu Liang was not surprised by his appearance.

"Hello," Shu Liang tilted his head slightly, and raised the corners of his lips: "Should I call you Cheng Gui, Gu Xingheng, Li Yan, Pei Su, or Huo Yu?"

Starlight flashed in the boy's eyes, "It's the first time we meet, I'm Xuanyin."

Shu Liang smiled lightly.

"first meet?"

But as early as ten thousand years ago, after her mortal body died and fell into the demonic way, he would sleep every night and accompany her from an unknown little demon cultivator to becoming the master of the demon world hundreds of years later.

The dream that has lasted for hundreds of years has always been the same scene.

……

Ten thousand years ago, the catastrophe that caused the destruction of the gods and the subversion of all living beings has not yet come.

At that time, mortals believed in gods, and gods loved the world.

The gods are ruthless and merciful, and should not favor any thing or race.

But the only selfishness of Shenzi Xuanyin is a mortal woman with whom he has never lived.

The luck in the world is balanced, but it cannot guarantee absolute fairness when it is distributed to everyone.

So some people are very lucky, but some people are very unlucky.

Shu Liang is the unfortunate one among them.

She is optimistic and tough by nature, but fate seems to like to play tricks on her.

No matter what she does, there will always be unexpected accidents, which are hard to guard against.

Even though she worked hard to survive, the bumpy fate still stumbling her, causing her to stumble one after another.

The principle of bitterness first, sweetness later, and no pains, no gains, has not been fulfilled in her body.

She is always unlucky.

On the Jiuzhong Temple, the god boy looked at the girl who had never been favored, and his pupils were neither sad nor happy.

He didn't know how to explain the throbbing in his heart, so he followed his instinct and always looked at her.

"She's in pain."

The god boy frowned imperceptibly, and said to the people around him.

"Xuanyin, there are many more miserable people than her in the world of mortals."

But the god boy turned a deaf ear and just silently watched the mortal girl with compassionate and calm eyes.

One day, the corners of his lips were tense, and he said, "She is crying."

"Xuanyin, mortals have a short lifespan, but they are trapped in greed, anger, ignorance, and love all their lives. This is their fate."

Xuanyin murmured softly: "She is not happy."

"Xuanyin," a vague sigh came from beside her ear, "she is destined not to be happy in this life."

The curse-like prophecy finally caught his attention.

The pupils of the divine youth, who should have been calm and indifferent, were frosted, making people feel awe-inspiring.

He asked, "Why?"

"It's her destiny."

"You see, she's going to die soon."

The person next to him stated the facts in a soothing tone.

God loves the world, but he will not favor any thing or race, nor will he feel compassion for a small and fragile life that naturally withers.

Xuanyin's eyes fell on the girl who was breathing weakly, and the hands in her sleeves were quietly tightened.

"But she's still young."

The people around him glanced at him, and the girl's gaze was the merciless and compassionate gaze of the gods.

"She is doomed to die in ten lifetimes."

The voice of the god boy was full of doubts: "...is this her destiny?"

In this regard, the people around him seemed a little relieved, "Yes."

Xuanyin was silent, and blinked very slowly, "Ten lives...it's too bitter."

The person beside him explained patiently: "For ordinary people, reincarnation is a new life. They don't remember the pain they experienced in their previous life, so in their memory, the pain is only a few decades."

...but I don't want to see her suffer.

Long eyelashes like crow feathers drooped, and Xuanyin's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Is there no possibility of turning around?"

"Xuanyin, we cannot interfere with her fate."

The god boy didn't speak any more.

……

The Son of God tampered with the way of life, in exchange for a turning point for the dying human girl, and fell into a deep sleep since then, sealed in the ice of nothingness.

When he woke up, the gods were destroyed, and he became the last god in the world.

The human girl whose fate was changed because of him, fell into a demon way when she was about to die, and became the master of the demon world a hundred years later, but soon perished with the catastrophe that destroyed the gods.

The gods of the upper realm would never dream.

During those hundreds of years, Shu Liang has been thinking about this problem.

Later, she thought that perhaps it was because she had received the favor of this god that she dreamed of the scene of him being sealed after he bestowed favor on her every night.

For hundreds of years, she worked hard to practice, and saved him a heart to repay his kindness.

But at that time, she would occasionally think that the selfless and ruthless god didn't ask for anything in return. Otherwise, why would she always remind her repeatedly of his favor in the form of dreams?

But now it seems that the selfless and ruthless Lord God not only does not ask for anything in return, but is also a guy who has plotted against her for a long time.
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　Flowers are over~~~
　　Thanks to [Zhang Jia] [Will the freshness last] for the reward, okay~
　　
　
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