Legend of the Asura

After a few minutes, the wind finally recovered a little strength. He stood up and picked up the dragonfly. He smiled at the North Mind Butterfly and said, "We will go home now and we will find a way to completely cure the children."

Although he recovered only a small amount of chaos in such a short time, he can no longer wait, and can't wait for a second. How much he hopes that he can now use his infinite space as in the reincarnation of the world and return home instantly.

The sky is still a bit gloomy, and the wind is not high, it is not too fast. During the flight, he has little power left in chaos.

The bitter north whispering butterfly in the heart did not say a word, holding the man around her tightly. Now, he is her only reliance.

After more than an hour, the irresistible fatigue was struck, and the body swayed violently, black in front of me, and then the body fell straight. Before landing, he used his last strength to call out the refining pot and sent the North meditation butterfly and dragon scorpion into the Jiuli space.

A muffled sound, from the height of the free fall state of the wind fell heavily on the ground, without the power of chaos to protect his body skeleton, even the consciousness almost completely broke, he struggled twice, and finally fainted past. Before fainting, he vaguely heard a woman shouting in surprise. Her voice seems familiar, and she seems to be shouting - "Sura!"

Jiuli space, the northern meditation butterfly clasps the still coma, sitting quietly on the ground. At this time, she did not have the heart to look at the surrounding space, and did not have the heart to think about where it is, how she came here. Although it was dark, she was not afraid at all, because she was anxious to ask her to come in. The only thing she was afraid of was that her nephew in her arms suddenly left her.

Then, in the silence, the dragonfly opened his eyes in a faint manner. His eyes were dim, but in the northern sacred eyes, he saw the most beautiful stars in the world.

"Hey, you finally woke up, still sleepy?" she said softly.

The dragon licked his mouth and smiled. He answered his mother with a lighter voice: "Mom, don't worry about me, I have nothing at all... Just in my dream, I felt the warmth that my father gave me, and I heard someone calling me. ”

"Calling you? Who is it?" North whispered a butterfly and asked with a smile.

"...is a very subtle, magical feeling, I feel it, it is right beside me..."

At this moment, the dark space suddenly shone with a dazzling white light, and the white mangling slowly floated from a corner of the space and floated to the front of the dragon. Slowly flipping and turning. It is a mirror that looks ordinary, with mirrors on both sides, and the edges have very complex patterns. In the mirror, Long Yao saw his pale face.

"Are you calling me?"

"My name is Long Yao. Can you tell me your name?"

"Kunlun mirror? Hey... it's really a mirror. But you are a wonderful mirror."

"You want me to be your master... Don't, I don't want to be a master. If you want to be with me, then be friends with me. Can you say a good friend who whispers, okay?"

The white light around the Kunlun mirror flashed, and then it was even more shining and more mysterious. As the meteor disappeared, it instantly turned into a line of white awns and shot into the dragon's eyebrows, leaving a faint white awn on his body surface. Among the white mans, his body slowly floated from the arms of the northern meditation butterfly, and then slowly drifted back to the ground...

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So tired, I have never been so tired, I really want to sleep like this...

No... I am waiting for me to save him.

He opened his eyes fiercely and shocked the woman who was secretly watching his sleeping position.

"You... you woke up." He found his own voyeur, and the woman's face floated red, and her heartbeat accelerated. But his face is so perfect, her eyes are always attracted, carefully watched again and again, and even let her have the urge to secretly kiss.

"You are... Charm rain?" The wind shouted in surprise, then shook his head and finally confirmed that it was not an illusion.

"Well, I haven't seen you for so long, I thought you forgot me." Charm rain said with a smile, his eyes involuntarily stayed on his white hair for a while.

It took a lot of effort to sit up, only to find that he was lying on a soft bed, and the pink sheets were stained with dirt by his muddy clothes. He glanced at the room, although it was a bit rudimentary and had few things, but it was clean and tidy, and it was obviously a woman's room.

Charm rain knows what he is thinking, hesitated and said: "This is my room."

"You live in this place?" The wind blurted out, but immediately regretted it. Although he had inadvertently discovered the yard where the hate and the charm rain lived, he did not enter the room and thought that they were just hiding their eyes and ears. Nowadays, he really does not want to accept such a beautiful woman, and it is still so simple that the top beauty who is on the list of Chinese women's fairs will live.

The charm rain did not mind a smile, said: "I am used to it, at least it is very quiet, no one will disturb us."

we? I took the wind and asked: "Hate the sky?"

"He is in the game, and may not come out these days. This is also good, otherwise you may have to fight again." The charm rain covered his smile, but his heart was a sigh. The hate that has never been defeated has been defeated in the hands of Shura, both in the real world and in the game world. This is almost unacceptable to him. So he has been trying to improve himself, and he is desperately searching for Shura. If he is told that Shura is here, he will certainly not hesitate to show his doomsday Huang Quanjian.

"Right, why did you fall from the sky, are you injured?" asked the charm rain.

"...because I heard a fairy calling me, so I fell from the sky." The wind said with a smile, and at the same time quietly restored strength.

"The most powerful Shura will be so unfair." Suddenly thought of his violation of himself, the face of the charm rain was obviously red.

"How long have I passed out?" asked the wind.

"A very short time, just a few minutes. You... will you feel hungry?"

She stared at her for a while, until she saw her red eyes and smiled and said: "Thank you... hate innocence is a blessing, there is a sister like you."

Charm rain gently shook his head and smiled: "Don't say thank you to me, don't say that you are Shura, that is, the puppy and kitten fall from the sky, I will do the same."

“Will you bring it to your own room?” said the windy smile.

The enchanting rain looks awkward and I can’t speak for a while. Even she couldn't understand why she saw that he was in a coma and she would be so anxious, and then he did not hesitate to drag him to his room and watch him quietly.

"We will be able to meet again soon. But now I have to go, there are important things to do." Windy out of bed, Shu lived his body. In the time of talking with the charm rain, he has recovered a little bit of chaos. He does not dare to delay the rescue of his children, because he may be in danger at any time.

"You want to go?" Charm rain blurted out, and soon blushes for his excited tone.

"Well, I have to go home right away. I will thank you for your next meeting." Apologetically said, then concentrate on calling the North meditation butterfly in the Jiuli space. Suddenly his ears move and turn his head. Looked out the window. Then, a voice rang at the same time.

"Who is inside!" There was a dark voice in the outside of the room.

He heard the man's voice in the charm rain room, if it wasn't because it was a enchanting room, he had already entered.

The enchanting rain was obviously stunned, and the face was panicked, and the appearance of hatefulness was caught off guard. The wind is smashing, and the body pulls out a black phantom in front of the room and hates the sky. Even if he is almost short of power now, he will never be a shrinker.

Hate the sky and flashed a red light, he did not say a nonsense, the red light flashed in his hand, the end of the day, Huang Quan has been held in his hands, and then smashed with a red light.

Usually hate the sky has been wandering around the world, always trying to become stronger... but after getting stronger? What can I do? What is the purpose of living alone? What is the goal of life?

Every day he survives, he will be more confused. Looking at the reincarnation of all kinds of human beings in the world, he knows that he and they will never be a kind of person, and they will never be able to integrate into them. He is not like the people of this world, and is rejected by the world.

Time passed slowly, and he became more and more unable to find directions. Even the goal of defeating Shura began to fade. A person survives because he has a goal, and he is like a walking dead with no direction. Childhood hatred and persistence slowly deteriorate after entering the real world until it slowly disappears. He began to feel that his existence was a mistake and a burden. If she does not exist, then she can safely go to find her own destination, and many people can live with peace of mind, no longer worry about his "cold face killing."

The wind quickly receded, hiding a sword that hated the sky, and then called Xuanyuan, blocking in front of him. The end of the day, Huang Quan, in the hands of hate, is very different from what he saw last time. Although the shape has not changed, but the **** light has been almost glaring under the urging of the blood of hate, the invisible pressure is also suppressed, and his body is somewhat stiff, such as being strongly restrained.

"Hate the sky, stop!" Charm rain ran out of the room anxiously, blocking in front of hate: "He just got hurt, can't fight."

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