In the quiet valley, in front of the thatched hut.

Accompanied by half a round of dark sun and countless ancient tombs, the two old men who had experienced countless disasters and difficulties, laughing and scolding, seemingly enjoying the joy of the world.

However, even if others do not miss a word in front of them, they may not understand many of the words. All the laughter may be manifestations.

That pot of wine will never be gone, and it will be filled with fragrance. The two old men seemed to have a little drunkenness. In fact, how could they be drunk? But they yearn for the taste of drunkenness and the feeling of drunkenness in their hearts.

"Old bird, did you say those venerables were free back then?" The old man with white eyebrows held a cup with one hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Free? Hehe!" Hua Hun sneered, "At that time, who dared to say freedom except the Ghost Lord, who dared to say freedom? Who was so carefree? Demon Lord, Immortal Lord, or Demon Lord, the Underworld Lord, or the God King, Buddha, and the pair of phoenixes, etc. Death, death, seal, and missing. In my opinion, they are really not as comfortable as me, the old bird, and they live comfortably. Even worse than you..."

"Then what do they have to do?" Old Man Baimei interrupted the old man Huahun's words, then squirted and felt puzzled.

"Just play! Children play football, adults play cards, mortals want to eat and wear, and immortals seek eternal life. Those old monsters in the eternal realm and honorable realm will use the three realms as chess game, and play chess! Otherwise, they are lonely."

The old man Huahun looked like he saw through everything and pretended to be profound, but this sentence was quite intimidating.

"Oh?" The old man with white eyebrows seemed to look at the old man Huahun in surprise, "You haven't seen each other for so many years, but you have gained a lot of insight. What you said is still of course!"

"Must!" The old man in the painting soul was content, "Breaking between black and white, killing. The Demon Continent was destroyed, and there was still blood moon. If the blood moon was gone, there were seven stars. When the seven stars were gone, then go to the sea desolation. The three realms were vast. Maybe the great master of heaven would emerge again and create the world again. Then continue playing, life and death, and repeating itself!"

Originally, the old man Huahun had a bit of teasing. But as he spoke, he felt that this was the truth. He couldn't help but sigh and drank the wine in the glass. In fact, he couldn't see through it.

The old man with white eyebrows looked at Huahun and seemed to have some admiration.

"Old bird, you won't be able to be promoted, right? Depending on your mental state, your future is limitless! The great heavenly being the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who

The old man Huahun looked at the old man Baimei coldly and knew that he was sarcastic.

"It's a big deal! Yuanxian is already our limit. If it's not those venerables, can we survive until now? Still promoted? Old guy, still have the heart and nature?" Hua Hun suddenly smiled wickedly, "You old man, don't you know that many things can only fantasize when you get old? What's the use of heart and nature? Otherwise, why don't you marry a few more wives?"

After saying that, the old man Huahun laughed "haha".

"Do you think I can't marry me? It's bullshit! I don't want to marry me, am I stronger than you? Do you understand the immortal body? It's the immortal body!" The old man Baimei was no longer angry at this time, but knew to fight back against the old man Huahun.

"Hahaha!" The old man Huahun laughed. "Do you really think you are descendants of the phoenix? But, why don't the world stop. Let's marry another one, and then a tree of pear blossoms will overwhelm the crabapple! Whether it's Shura or the girl in the sea desolation, they are all pretty. You haven't seen it, it's much better than the female ghost you guard!"

"Hahaha! This is feasible!" When the old man Baimei heard this, he laughed to the sky. Then, the two of them cried out again, but the wine was everywhere.

In the Three Realms, in fact, few people can understand the desolation of their laughter, because no one knows their past.

In the night, laughter fell, and the mountain wind blew the black and white trees, rustling.

"But, if they play like this, can we only be with you?" After a while, the old man with white eyebrows frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied and angry.

"Hehe! No one forces you to accompany you. If you don't play, you'll leave! But, aren't we just serving tea and water to serve the bureau's life?" The old man Huahun mocked himself.

"The three realms are chess games, and they play chess, let's accompany you and serve you! Haha, interesting!" The old man Baimei smiled helplessly.

"What?" The old man Huahun sneered, "We can at least look at the chess game and help pick up pieces and pick up pieces if you have nothing to do. Many people are still looking outside the yard, desperately looking into the house, anxious to see? Besides, aren't many people accompanying you to play with you? Wuhen Valley isn't your chess piece? Zui Moluo, those ghosts are not your tacit approval, I guess they can't gain a foothold in the Shura Realm, right? Otherwise, this cemetery is too useless!"

"It makes sense! It makes sense!" A light flashed in the old man Baimei's eyes, and then he didn't say anything more, just muttering these two sentences, and didn't know what it meant.

"What's going on with that black veil girl? She should be from the Netherworld, why is it not under control?" The old man Huahun said suddenly.

"Huh?" The old man Baimei looked at Huahun vigilantly, "I can't see through her! We still don't know many things! If you know too much, you will die quickly!"

"Isn't she released it?" The old man Huahun was slightly stunned, looking at the old man Baimei with an incredible look.

"Old bird, are you mistaken? I am a tombkeeper, not a Nether Lord! What's the matter? Is it my final word?" The old man Baimei said angrily, "I will tell you that the ghosts of Zui Moluo have nothing to do with me. It's not that I acquiesced or not, but that I can't touch them at all. Those armors are amazing? Also, the black veil you mentioned, do you know what's going on with her?"

The old man Huahun was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but point at the old man Baimei's nose and said angrily: "Baoman! It's meaningless to say you here! This one can't move, you don't know, are you here to support your elderly?"

"Put down your hands! This is my territory. Otherwise, cut your bird's claws and dip them in vinegar!" The old man Baimei was slightly stunned, "I am a waste, you are a waste!"

"Hmph! I'll give you food, how dare you eat?" The old man Huahun looked angry, but immediately took his hand back.

"Beware of that black veil woman. It seems to be a sage body. Maybe she came for the two coffins." The old man Baimei said lightly.

"Is it the person of the Emperor?" The old man Huahun restrained his anger. After hearing Bai Mei's words, the wine glass in his hand stopped, and frowned slightly, and said seriously.

"Maybe, it's not that!" Old Man Baimei was shocked when he heard this, "But I really don't know. But don't forget that there is still a venerable existence in the three realms!"

"No one can touch my people!" said the old man Huahun coldly.

"Don't mess around here, I'll guard the tomb and love whoever I love!" The old man Baimei said impatiently, "If you have the ability, you can talk to the bottom of the tomb, why are you arguing about it?"

The old man Huahun glared at the old man Baimei, and couldn't help but dare not take the initiative.

"By the way, there is another thing. When I woke up, I felt that the time in this Demonic Continent had gone faster. It seemed that it was not like this before? Isn't the time in the Three Realms unified?"

"I'm also surprised? It should be ten times faster than before." The old man with white eyebrows frowned, "I can't explain this. It seems that it has been like this since the last Three Realms War."

"And, the entire Blood Moon, and even the entire Shura world, are decreasing little by little. Even the fairy energy here is much thinner. It seems that something has absorbed the power of the entire Shura. It also seems that someone is stealing time. However, perhaps, this is the consequence of the collision between the coffins and changing time and space."

"Gain strength and steal time. Nine coffins? Nine coffins!" The old man Huahun frowned and nodded, thinking about something, but didn't say anything else.

"Perhaps, we are almost over. Everything should end, and it's better to recreate the world!" The old man Baimei looked at Gao Tian's half-black sun, "Sometimes, eternal life is also a kind of pain!"

"A huge disaster is coming in a million years. The demon man said that those who should wake up will wake up! Just wait. You have lived for tens of thousands of years, but you are still a thousand and hundreds of years away? I, but I still want to play with you!" As he said that, the old man Huahun had already stood up.

"We're leaving now!" the old man with white eyebrows sighed.

"Let's go! You're alive, happy, I might come and kill you!" The old man Huahun smiled strangely.

"Will you die if you don't blow? No one of us can kill each other, otherwise can we drink? Get out! Get out!" The old man Baimei sneered.

"Take care!" The old man Huahun smiled faintly, then clasped his fists, "It's just that the wine is a little worse, it tastes no, and it's not delicious!"

Finally, he left a word that deserves a beating, and the traces of the old man Huahun disappeared.

The old man Baimei, holding the wine blankly, was a little lost and looked at the endless graves in the Valley of Nirvana in a daze.

"Bad! You've wasted my wine!"

No one knows that the one who drank with him just now was actually his mortal enemy.

As time goes by, many can be changed!

Nowadays, due to the changes in the Three Realms, there are very few people who can talk to him. His common experience has made him and Huahun, such a waiter in the Three Realms, even some enemies and friends.

The Three Realms, how many stories are, how wonderful!
Chapter completed!