Are you going to fight?" After hearing the report, the man in the dark smiled faintly and looked at the backbone of this little niece. The Hammer of the Wasteland is the inheritance of destiny, so I mistakenly thought that her abilities were limited, so I would definitely compromise with us. Now it seems that I was wrong."

"Do we need to reveal their affairs to the Light God Palace?"

"There is no need." He shook his head, "Danji, have you ever thought about the failure of the Tower of Resume?"

"I try not to imagine myself. If I want to achieve a great cause, I must put myself on a cliff with no way out, either succeed, gain glory, or fail, and die."

"Haha...so you are the enlightenment priests, who teach them the principles and foundations of dealing with people, and I am the wise priests, who teach them to adapt. I have thought, Danji, and I think about it all the time. I have fear in my heart." In the darkness, his voice was quiet and calm, "We are descendants of the War Clan. The reason why we want to fulfill that great ideal is because our race is in such a harsh environment, and we are attacked from all sides and have no way to retreat. Our people are killed and lost their relatives and lovers in the war. So we want to change that world, not to destroy our enemies, but to make all lives one by one, and from then on, there will be no harm."

"But if we want to fulfill the ideal that there is no more racial barrier, we should give up all the racial view."

"Of course, we have to let go, but there is such a group, they live in another world. The ground is scorched earth and yellow sand, facing the invasion of countless monsters. If we succeed, we will naturally open the boundaries of the world and let all lives, including them, be saved. But what if we fail? Should we also let their last glimmer of hope of being rescued be destroyed..."

"……I see."

"Go and reduce the people who monitor them. While Al Rezaduk was protected by my little niece, we took a step back. We originally wanted to kill him to lure away the executioner who had arrived in Condal, but now we can't do it... let Condal's lurker be careful, and the rest of the power will shrink back to the 'holy land'. We will defend the world's egg with all our might!"

"yes."

Danchi was about to withdraw from the door, but he raised his hand and signaled to stay. After a while, he sighed again: "The focus of defense is on the part of the earth veins, thousands of miles apart. The biggest possibility is to destroy it through the earth veins... After the battle in the imperial capital, I was also a little scared. But what I was afraid of was not those people, not the Doomsday War Heaven, not Al Rezaduk, not the Light God Palace or the Executioner. I was always afraid of Earth. It was the shocking attack sent by the Holy Son Tianyi to us 1,800 years ago... From the time when the executioner was targeted, I had this premonition. The plan failed throughout the journey, and the destiny no longer flowed to us. I had to fight with strength. Although it was not impossible to resist, before the battle with the Light God Palace, this land was indeed the stupidest thing..."

There was no reply there. After listening to what he said, Danji quietly retreated. He knew that the other party did not need other people's answers or suggestions when saying this. Human power was sometimes poor. This man was almost invincible in both wisdom and martial arts. He carried too much on his shoulders, and occasionally became disorganized due to huge pressure. Of course, he would only show this sense of powerlessness in front of a few people.

The door opened for a moment, and the light rushed in like a tide. After a moment, the room returned to darkness again. The man sat in this tranquility for no reason, but finally, he stood up and opened the door.

The dazzling light shone on his pale face, and the eyes that had not seen the sun for a long time narrowed, followed by a light cough. On that day in the imperial capital, the old man gave his life to gather the sword energy with the power of Tai Chi, not only cut off the tower that simply reached the sky, but also left scars on him that had not healed to this day.

It is impossible to use overloaded power within a few years, but there is still the troublesome doomsday war technique and the troublesome cross judge...

This was a small aristocratic manor that was not surprisingly seen. He left the clumsy stone house, then turned to the relatively gorgeous three-story building on the side, entered the gate, and went up the uninhabited corridor. He pushed the door in at the end of the second-floor corridor. Similar to the room he was in just now, the room covered the sun with thick curtains, and it was dim inside. On a bed in the middle, you could see the outline of a person sleeping.

"Well, Haiyin, I'm in."

The person on the bed didn't say anything. He closed the door and walked straight to the window: "It's my fault. I used to always take you to ponder, which made you suffer from my bad habits."

Pulling open the thick curtains, the light illuminated the entire house. He sat down beside the bed, then took out his round eyes from his pocket, wiped them gently, and put them on the bridge of his nose.

In front of him, Hai Yin and Xia Wujia were also pale as paper, with dull eyes, and her body seemed a little thinner than before, as if she was a dead exquisite Barbie doll.

"A few days ago, I went to blow up Wei'an Dam with someone, and the flood flooded the edge of Willy's province.

A kilometer away, Mrs. Catherine, the eldest prince Vincent, Prince Lix, Mr. Al Rezaduk, and his lover Miss Ferna, and his wife, Mrs. Xueer, passed by. I sent someone to snipe Mr. Al Rezaduk." On the bed, the unscrupulous eyes suddenly moved, and Adrian smiled slightly, "Of course, if you can't kill him, he might have been saved by a strange circus from the Southern Barbarians."

After looking at Haiyin for a while, Adrian said lightly: "I know what you think, Haiyin, I have used you several times, and this is undoubtedly a matter of no doubt. Although I keep explaining to you the harm that will cause you to do, rationally, I understand that the final result will lead you to do those things. There is no doubt that this is a calculation, but it does not mean that my persuasion to you comes from falsehood. Do you know? I often look forward to you to blow a fatal blow on me, so that one of us will die. But no matter what, you will be redeemed."

"I know you feel sad in your heart. You can't do anything to betray me, so you attribute your grandpa's death to death to a person. From the time you promised me to do the first thing, you closed yourself and regarded yourself as a dead person, but I am different from you. Even if you endure any pain or dark things, I believe that there is a miracle in this world, and there is the door leading to the place I want to go. That happiness doesn't need too much, just like the first time I ate fruit when I was a child. It's like a serf who has been busy all day. One day, the sow in the pigpen finally gave birth to a piglet. There is hope for the next year, and it's that simple happiness."

"And the same is true for those people. Whether it is your dead grandpa, Vincent, Felix, or Al Rezaduk, Al Rezaduk, but I can say no exaggeration that their past is ten or a hundred times more miserable than you. They are all fighting. And you, my daughter. You have never fought, no matter how strong you are, you are still the cowardly and timid child back then..."

"I hope you can grow up, Haiyin, think slowly, take it slowly, many things, in fact, just take a step forward, you can find the door to be happy. If you can be happy one day, I will regard you as a miracle in my life that is as great as the Tower of Heaven."

He stretched out his pale palm and stroked Haiyin's thin face. After a moment, he smiled faintly and stood up and left.

In the evening, hundreds of miles away, another pale face.

"Come on, everyone, look, there is no in this hand... there is no in this hand, so where is it..."

In a big circus tent, the boy was wearing a high hat and a strange costume, moving his body joints like a puppet, mechanically spreading his left hand, and mechanically spreading his right hand. Something went wrong, but his right little finger couldn't be opened. He moved his left hand one after another to spread his right little finger apart. When the two empty palms appeared in front of everyone, the discussion was already in the bottom.

"Where did you go, where did you go, where did you go, what about the gold coins just now?"

"I didn't see any moves he did."

"Who is this child? Seeing his movements look like someone is manipulating them, it's not a living zombie summoned by the necromancer, right?"

"If it was a zombie, he must have hidden the gold coins in the flesh in the palm of his hand just now. I want to see if there is a sewing on his palm!"

"Uh..." The young man standing on the stage smiled bitterly. The magic world is so strange. His body is just a little bit short. These people actually suspected that he was a dead person. At that moment, he had to hand over his palm to an auxiliary guest who was invited to test: "Uh, since everyone suspects that I am an immortal monster, this beautiful lady, please check it carefully."

"Oh." Seeing such a handsome handsome man, he took the initiative to reach his hand in front of him. The pretty woman looked at it with a blushing face several times, and then said, "I can guarantee that it is definitely not a dead man."

"Okay, since this lady promises that she is not a corpse, then let me turn into a magic trick and take out the gold coins from my pocket... Yes? Where is the gold coins?" It seemed that something was wrong in the performance. The boy searched hard in the pocket of the strange top with both hands, but obviously he could not find the gold coins. After a moment, he smiled awkwardly: "Uh, since that's the case, I'm sorry, please enjoy the next performance..."

Suddenly, there was a booing sound below, someone was looking for bananas and some were looking for eggs, and the boy took off his high hat as usual, turned it over his chest and bowed. Suddenly, more than ten birds of various colors flew out of the hat, scaring everyone on and off the stage. How could it be, how could so many birds be put down in a hat!

Those colorful birds fly all over the performance shed,

Everyone was still surprised, but the boy turned his hat back and a coin appeared in his hand: "Ah, thank you Xinluos, for helping me get the gold coin back, and today's job was saved. Beautiful lady, please help me identify if this gold coin is the one you just now."

"Uh." The girl looked at it for a while, then raised it up. "Yes, it's the handwriting I just wrote on it."

There was a constant applause in the performance studio, and no one knew that the boy was just keeping a secret: "Thank you, thank you for the help of this lady, thank Sinlos, if this gold coin cannot be retrieved, the little one will have no food tonight. Our elder sister is so fierce. Today's performance ends here. Next, please enjoy our next performance of the QQ Circus, traveling around the world, and the tried and tested repertoire: Magic Fireball Riot!"

While the boy was invisible behind the scenes with a mechanized space walk, he introduced him with a strange sound. A middle-aged woman with a good appearance gave him a thumbs up in the background: "The performance is so beautiful." Then she put on a funny magic hat and walked to the front stage.

As soon as he entered the area where no audience saw it, his hands immediately drooped like a dead person, his legs walked, but his upper body was not shaken at all. A beautiful head on his neck turned around and greeted people, but his shoulders did not drive any of it, as if everything in his body had become an independent part, not a coordinated movement as a whole. Instead, he could only move whatever he used. It looked particularly weird.

"Ah, today's performance is so good. It's getting better every day." The fat man named Sulai slapped over with a prank, and Jiaming's arm moved without any warning. He held the other party's palm.

"General. Excessive award. Thank you."

"Ah, what is the secret of magic today? I'll give me three gold coins and tell me."

"Trade Secret."

"Oh, then forget it, but Xiao Ai should already know that you have come down, maybe looking for you everywhere."

"Ah, don't pull me..."

"Unless you tell me."

The transaction has not been completed, and a low voice came from a distance: "Brother, brother, where are you?"

"The deal is completed, let's talk about it later." Tang Yi hurriedly signed a peace treaty that was humiliating and humiliating. He stepped apart and ran out of the other end of the tent exaggeratedly.

His steps were weird and stiff, but his speed seemed to be a little faster than usual. His neck twisted around his head. Seeing the energetic girl with long braids chasing him from not far away, Jiaming hurriedly passed through the streets of the town and ran to the hill next to him. Halfway through, Xiao Ai rushed over like a wolf, "Brother, don't run?"

"It's strange if you don't run away. Don't come over. I'll commit suicide if I come over again!"

Jiaming's warning was ineffective. Xiao Ai rushed over with a giggle and reached out to grab him. However, Jiaming, who had always been agile, was moving very quickly at this moment, with no sign of swaying his shoulders at all. His arms were blocking the route Xiao Ai was grabbing. His body kept retreating in a strange but effective way. As long as his eyes reached, his hands could move without warning. In the blink of an eye, he blocked Xiao Ai's hands like lightning.

If you really want to describe it, it might be a gorgeous battle between a puppet toy and a beautiful girl.

Although he did not use any power such as Dou Qi, Xiao Ai's speed was undoubtedly extremely fast. Even though Jiaming was at the right time, he could not keep up with the telling of the middle. Xiao Ai's arm was copying around his waist and held a piccolo made of white bones in his hand.

Suddenly, Tang Yi, who was moving at high speed, turned uncontrollably in the air with the heel of his right leg as the axis, and fell funnyly on the grass and could no longer move.

"You're here again..."

Only the face could still make a helpless and bitter smile, and a low murmur came out.
Chapter completed!