Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

Hearing about his own death, he also met General Zhu Guo.

He has countless things to say and things to do, but when he actually saw it, he couldn't say anything. Death is such a sudden and abrupt thing, it takes away what you want to say in an instant.

He choked up, his shoulders trembled slightly, and finally, he choked out words from the depths of his throat:

"Are the people safe?"

In the face of his death, he only uttered this sentence.

"Then...General, have I completed my mission? I didn't become a deserter, did I...Did I send all the people home?"

"Mishima Jimin." Kiyono looked at him and said, "You did it. We did it too. No one among the people was injured or injured."

"It's done, that's good, that's good..."

Mishima murmured and sighed, suddenly, his eyes seemed to sparkle with crystal light,

"Then my wife and children are safe too, that's great, dad didn't embarrass my baby. Ha, that's great..."

He smiled, obviously there were tears in his eyes, but he smiled happily.

"Mishima Jimin, you are a good man."

Qingye Zhuguo took out a roll of tobacco from his bosom, lit it, watched the mist dissipate,

"That's what a good man should do, and what a man should do. He should protect his girl, guard the frontier with a knife, and cook her supper when he gets home-this is my opinion, and I think this is the most worth sticking to, very Handsome."

"But I can't go home anymore, and I can't make supper for Fangzi."

Kiyono took a deep puff of the cigarette, his lungs twitched, and he coughed lightly,

"me too."

Mishima didn't hear Zhu Guomian's words clearly. In fact, from the moment he knew his death, he had gradually begun to dissipate.

Or rather, rest in peace.

As he lay dying, he asked:

"...What are you going to do when Zhu Guomian lands on the island?"

Qing Ye extinguished the cigarette, crushed it, and got off the boat. The sweet-scented osmanthus stepped on the light white snow, making steady footsteps, and walked slowly into the distance.

"Let the men who can't come back home be able to go home in the future - I will do such a thing."

The dragon-like serpent perched on the peak of Bayun Island, opened its blood-colored eyes half as tall as a man, and stared at him coldly.

They will draw an end to their hundreds of years of destiny.

"Then did I help Dazhu Kingdom?"

Mishima's voice came from behind.

"You did a great job, soldier."

"Sleep well, you have been tired for a hundred years, and no one can disturb you anymore."

Mishima stared blankly at Kiyono's receding back, and he suddenly discovered that Zhu Guomian was also old, with gray hair.

As the snow continued to fall, he paused, perhaps understanding what Zhu Guo was going to do, Mishima lowered his head:

"The constant way is magnificent, and the song god is eternal."

he said softly.

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This chapter is three thousand words!

ps1: I recommend a book written by my friend, it’s very good! "I'm a yellow hair, they all call me a partner of justice? "

ps2: Let me reiterate, I have changed the settings of Orochi, such as delaying the death time, etc.

There should be another chapter later.

Volume 15: Chapter [-] Don vs. Don

Snow stopped.

[Clear Field Thunder]

[Life remaining: 215 days]

Qingye Leiming didn't know how much strength he had left.

It was almost evening at this time, and a large piece of bleak cloud spread over the mountainside, with ripples appearing layer upon layer.

The big snake was even more entrenched on the cloud mountain, wriggling slowly, swallowing clouds and mist, and its red golden scales collided with the mountains and forests, making a metallic clang.

Of course it's dead, it's just the remnants of the demon god.

This is the first time in 400 years that it has shown itself -- it has been hiding for 400 years.

But Qing Ye is also an old man.

They are all remnants abandoned by the times. This is a duel between old men and old men.

The physical strength is still enough, there is no cough, the body is not very cold, and the heart is beating fast-this is enough.

It's been a long time since he's been an old man for many years, and he wants to look younger today.

Big Snake, the name of the god is "Orobas", an ancient demon god believed by the Coral Palace on Haiqi Island.

It once pulled out the coral on its body to make a ladder, and helped the survivors under the abyss to leave the abyss. Since then, it has become a god believed by the survivors of the palace under the abyss.

400 years ago, for unknown reasons, it launched an invasion of rice wife.

"Mortal, you are old."

The big snake narrowed its scarlet eyes slightly, and it clearly felt the decaying breath that sprouted in Kiyono's body. The wear and tear is really an eternal curse. The last time I saw him, he was still alive and well like a teenager. After 500 years, he already had two temples. gray.

"I still have more than 200 days to live."

It's amazing, it's clear that they are enemies who have been entangled for 400 years, but there is no sense of gunpowder between them, what they say is like seeing old friends reunited, Qing Ye looked at the big snake:

"The matter between us can be settled. The gods of Yuanxia Palace."

After saying this, there was a long silence between them.

The wind blows down the snow, and the clouds are the first to move. The layers of thick clouds are stirred up, spreading out circle after circle of ripples. The body of the big snake is too huge. The head, extending the body, drove the surrounding clouds.

Countless filth was extracted and gathered in the center of Yalong Island. The body of the big snake became more and more solid and clearer. The majesty unique to the gods oppressed this world, so alive—as if it had come to life .

Then, pressed down.

The sky dimmed in an instant, only those blood-red eyes remained in Qingye's eyes.

call....

He breathed out white air between his teeth, and he entered the state of that day again. Everything in the world slowed down. Qingye bowed slightly, pressing his figure to the lowest position. Between the scabbard, there was a slight rumble of thunder, and the thunder snake was wrapped around it. superior.

The dust floating in the air and the water droplets floating in the snow mist paused briefly.

[Your lifespan has been reduced by three days]

When the water droplets fell and the dust drifted away, Qing Ye's figure had disappeared in place.

The big snake slammed into the cliff, only to hear a sound from the clear sky, the clouds and mist broke and the mountain collapsed, throwing up huge stones and slush.

Qingye stepped on the stone in the air, tapped his toes, and in an instant, thunder roared, his figure disappeared again, and he fell straight down.

Two bloodstains clearly appeared in the eyes of the big snake, and then swept across the cheeks, extending downward continuously, the thunder light rose from the crack of the wound, and Qing Ye fell along the snake's back, dragging out the afterimage at such a fast speed.

I saw the slender silver thunder shadow running down the back of the giant snake, all the scales it passed were smashed, and finally blood gushed out!

In an instant, it was hundreds of meters.

This is a life-for-life game.

Qingye rolled down with blood, and hit the snow heavily, feeling as if his internal organs were turned upside down, his throat became sweet, and he coughed up blood.

[Your lifespan has been reduced by two days]

It was difficult for the body to control the thunder and lightning, but just guiding it on the scabbard, Kiyono's remaining original life span began to decrease.

The big snake was suffering from pain, its eyes were full of crimson, and it was dripping blood and tears, showing a crazy posture—it was originally the most filthy thing formed by absorbing 400 years of filth by gathering the resentment of the demon god, and it was completely lost when it ate the pain sanity.

Its posture at this time is more like an evil god than it was in 400 years.

What Qingye didn't expect was that Daozuma was deeply polluted by the catastrophe 500 years ago. The big snake Cannian had been dormant in Daozu for hundreds of years, absorbing an unknown amount of filth. Its strength is not comparable to ordinary demon god Cannian of.

It is completely mad now, roaring, the sky and the earth echoed its roar, the body of the snake as thick as a hill rolled over, the thick ice layer collapsed, and the power of this demon god was beyond words.

It lowered its head and opened its upper and lower jaws towards Kiyono.

In the depths of the dense mouth, screams echoed one after another, and countless pairs of hands were stretched out.

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Push my friend's book again, it's also the original god,

"People in Naruto, play as Zhong Li at the beginning! "

Volume 16: Chapter No.[-] My heart is not moving, Zhu Guoqianqiu

In the depths of the dense mouth, screams echoed one after another, and countless pairs of hands stretched out.

Screams, cries, laments of the elderly, cries of women and children... Countless heads protruded from the mouth of the abyss, with blood and tears dripping from their eyes, they struggled to open their hands, and grabbed Qingye Leiming.

Lying on the snow, Qingye Leiming frowned.

These are filth.

Bayun Island was originally an ancient battlefield. Countless battlefield souls wandered on the island. The big snake has absorbed many filthy souls over the past few hundred years to form such a huge scale.

The crazy big snake was still devouring, with its head held high and its mouth open, like a bottomless pit, the filth spread, and the sky on Bayun Island changed instantly.

But seeing the thorns growing thick with black mist, the mountains winding and strange, the mountains cannot accommodate lonely souls, and the snow is deep enough not to bury corpses, what one hears is the weeping wind rustling in ice and snow, and what one sees are ghosts and monsters weeping!

The bones are piled up into mountains and forests, the flesh and blood merge into rivers, the sea is covered with bones, and the eight brewers are full of blood.

[woke up]

Qingye only felt his eyes dimmed and his brain confused. After listening to the reminder of the human system, he suddenly woke up. He didn't see the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, but only saw the jaws that seemed to swallow the sky pressing towards him!

The ghost in his mouth was already about to touch his own cheek.

"Qingye!" They cried, screamed, and called Qingye Leiming's name, blood and tears flowed from their resentful and jealous eyes, it was the most venomous gaze in the world, "Why are you still alive! Qingye!"

call...

The thunder rose from the scabbard and headed towards the throat. The thunder was so vast that it shattered all the demons and monsters. The stumps and broken limbs flew horizontally, and finally turned into ashes and disappeared in the boundless snow. Qing Ye's figure had once again crushed the snake Above the head!

This alternation of offense and defense is extremely dangerous.

Qing Ye only felt that it was hard to breathe, and his heart was struggling with difficulty and powerlessness.

He gritted his teeth, pressed down on the snake's head, regardless of its rolling and shaking, his feet seemed to be rooted upwards, his heart was clear and clear, and he was no longer affected by the filthy illusion, and he raised his right hand high to cut the snake.

The dark clouds roll, the thunder breaks away, thousands of thunderbolts converge on the snake cut, and the snake cuts off again, and the snake's head and roots are about to be cut off, causing its blood to splash on the spot.

But suddenly his throat became sweet, and everything in his eyes blurred. The knife missed and wiped his throat. Layers of metal scales shattered, tearing a huge hole.

[The host cannot fight for a long time]

"That's it." Qingye Shechee plunged into the big snake's body, with a helpless smile on his face.

"Is that so..."

It's a really frustrating thing.

He is old, and the big snake is not as old as he is.

He is getting old and afraid of the cold, he is going to live in tents during the march, and he has to wear a thick cloak to keep warm. He often coughs, can't draw a knife anymore, and his hair is also gray. He is not the same as he was hundreds of years ago.

So far in this battle, Qingye has only slashed twice in total, but those two slashes are the two closest to his victory. After these two slashes, he has no chance of victory.

A duel between samurai pays attention to deciding the outcome in an instant, especially for an old samurai.

The longer the time dragged on, the weaker his physical strength and the shorter his lifespan, but the big snake could absorb the filth and restore his strength.

The big snake's madness deepened. At this time, it had already lost all reason. It was a complete beast. It raised its neck, and the huge snake head wrapped in huge kinetic energy, and sent Qingye Leiming flying. The latter fell on the snow, powerless. Rolling on the ground, smashing an unknown amount of rock ice along the way.