Same as thousands of regions....

Our homeland has been invaded by foreign gods.

They allowed their families to preach in other lands, slaughter dissidents, prop up puppet regimes, wage wars and compete with each other to please higher gods.

The great gods born of the earth either die from their mockery and torture, or they become lackeys who endure their contamination and eventually become strange appearances.

Those gods who wandered in the astral realm also originally came from the region, but they eventually betrayed the land...

Our homeland was shattered and now we are just exiles imprisoned in the corpses of the gods....

......

Qin Yue placed the flesh and blood mother tree, and only then did he separate his mind to face this quiet and silent woman.

The silver mask was lifted down by a pair of slightly gray palms, and Qin Yue finally saw her cheeks clearly.

Withered gray hair blended with strands of dull blonde hair, which were lifelessly draped over the woman's skull, and under the hair was a miserable white cheek.

Although it can be seen a little delicate, this beauty has long been eroded by dust and pollution.

Under that juanxiu's eyebrows are a pair of extremely bright eyes, and wisps of cracks like porcelain cracks spread slightly along the corners of her eyes.

Her pupils are very beautiful, although they are a little faded, but the gray-white and slightly shiny appearance obviously indicates their extraordinary, and through those calm eyes, you can even see two slightly agitated shiny things.

She took off her hood, revealing an equally pale neck, and although she was dressed in thick inscriptions, the few exposed skin had obvious traces of cracks.

"Ahhh... Are you curious about this? A

very pleasant voice, although there was a hint of hoarseness in it, but at least Qin Yue understood that he could not hear her laughter.

The woman touched the crack marks on her neck.

"The curse of corruption gradually engulfs every contaminated life, and while I have tried my best to stop it, the effect does not seem to be ideal. (Unknown words)"

Qin Yue was silent for a moment, and finally a few words came out of his mouth.

"The curse of corruption? (Unknown speech) "

A process of learning and selling now, as long as he keeps collecting fragments of words, Qin Yue will master this kind of speech.

Her face was slightly stunned, obviously surprised by Qin Yue's standard speech.

Until this time, she was finally convinced that the constantly changing appearance in front of her, hiding her body in the black mist, was intelligent, not a false imitation or the like.

The guidance of "power" was correct, at least she had seen the power of destruction not long ago.

About the "corruption curse", this involves a broken story.

She cleared her throat and greedily inhaled Layton's exceptionally high-quality air.

The story begins.

These are some broken stories recorded by the gods of the warlock.

For the high gods, time is only a power that can be usurped.

I don't know how many years ago, a god from the astral realm fell.

His body is boundless, and His figure crushes countless bridges of order.

His soul waited for endless years, but for some reason could not return to the arms of a supreme being, and he went crazy in the loneliness and dead silence that echoed for a long time.

His soul was qualitatively transformed, his power was transformed, and after a long period of torture, he became a thug for revenge on "life."

He is the heir of the supreme being, but he will dye the flame of blasphemy against the great tree of creation.

He is a "corrupt", talkative being, and now disappears anywhere in the astral realm, without a trace, but His terrifying pollution that pervades the astral realm and the terrible family born in death continue to arise.

They will pollute all "life", including the gods.

......

"The crystals that break up vary, but the final source is the same."

The woman looked at the gray and dead tentacle, although she had already been infected with the smell of "corruption", it seemed that it was not so terrible for her.

"Your heirs are your enemies, slaughtering blades, please heed."

"Great being... There is one more urgent matter.

"Can you give me some food?"

She was a little embarrassed to say such a sentence.

"I've been hungry for days."

......

"What are you looking at?"

Liu Wentao wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked at the source carrying the equipment with some curiosity.

The source raised his head and looked at the north as if dead, and this stop was for a few minutes, so that Liu Wentao thought that its warranty period had expired, and [data stream] chose to scrap it on the spot.

Fortunately, when he was about to call the bureau, Gen's body moved.

"The source is watched, to be precise, [the data stream] is watched."

As a strange mechanical life born from data streams, everything is tied to [data streams], and not long ago, it seemed to receive some malicious signals.

The results

of some practices are successful, and the source simulates the feeling of uneasiness and immediately hides most of the [data flow] signals that expand outward based on this emotion.

"It's not a big problem."

It added.

......

"Oh my God! Get rich, get rich!!

Yan Chongyang jumped up and down happily, and a sharp strange cry came out of his mouth, which attracted many fool-like eyes around, he looked at the stack of thick banknotes, and his mood at the moment was like a poor egg who won tens of millions of lotteries in the previous era.

This time the harvest exceeded his imagination.

With the assistance of Boss Xiao Qin, they almost went deep into the heavily alienated area that they did not dare to imagine in the past, which was basically where the boss pointed him and where he went.

Electronic devices, precious metals, cherished medicines... He couldn't wait to pick up all the valuable things he could along the way.

Since experiencing the bad experience of selling materials with Brother Gu last time, he directly chose to do business with the Imperial City Club.

When she got the money, the beautiful lady at the front desk looked straight in the eyes, and the beautiful woman threw a wink at herself.

His hands were shaking, and his heart was beating rhythmically.

"This is a pension for my sister-in-law... This filial piety honors Brother Gu, and this one is for the little boss.

He sat in the drawing room of the Imperial City and divided his money.

With this money, the little ones in the family do not have to do heavy work, clothes, shelter, nutrition....

He has become the best "brother".

No one cares about those of them who are struggling at the bottom, let alone a group of children who huddle to warm up for six years.

Yan Chongyang will never forget the day four years ago, when the oldest pillar of the mutual aid association was broken because he was involved in a fight, and chose to swallow medicine and commit suicide in order not to drag others down.

Black-hearted drug dealers even have to fake poison ... Dingliang Zhu eventually died of pain, or Yan Chongyang sent him away with Chen rice in the hands of a "kind" homeless man who exchanged Chen rice for a homemade firearm with only one bullet.

He did not choose to use sharp weapons... Because he is distressed.

In the corner where no one pays attention, there is also a group of vulnerable people who are enthusiastic about life are struggling, and their positive attitude to life will definitely get a good ending... I hope so.

"Gone."

Some impatient voices sounded.

Yan Chongyang felt a slight pulling sensation in his back, and he hurriedly turned his head and met a pair of impatient beautiful eyes.

The eldest sister was wearing thick clothes at the moment, covering her head with a hood.

"Sorry, sorry... I'm a little hooked.

Yan Chongyang quickly put on a backpack full of money on his back, and kept up with the impatient Dalizeng with a smile on his face.

Why leave in such a hurry?

Ōsato pulled his hood and looked obscuredly at the woman who was chatting with several customers not far away.

Because Tang Shiya is here....

This noble face could not be seen by her.

Just as the two were leaving.

Tang Shiya, who was chatting with customers not far away, moved her head in their direction.

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