Eternal life means boundless loneliness. During those endless years, many immortals can't get up and sleep in the boundless darkness from then on. It's not that they escape from reality, but that their long life ends up with loneliness.

The saints are ruthless and the great way is boundless. How many people have become saints from ancient times to the present? The Daluo Golden Immortal claims to be eternal and free in all time and space, and seems to be free and free in the endless world. But can our hearts bear such a ten thousand years, or even millions of years?

To cultivate immortals, you must endure loneliness, just like the saying "The Great Destiny never counts for years" is full of passion in ordinary people, but in the ears of many great monks, it is full of melancholy.

What ordinary people see is the long lifespan of monks and the means of picking stars and moons when they take action. But in this seemingly endless lifespan, how many of the bitterness can be understood!

Qin Hui opened her eyes in the coffin. The long sleep made him dizzy for a moment, looking around indifferently without saying a word.

"Gudong!"

Zhou Xingxing swallowed as he looked at Qin Hui's eyes. What kind of eyes were there!

The emotionless indifference light seemed to be able to devour people's hearts. It was a kind of indifference to all things in the world. Zhou Xingxing knew that people with such eyes were definitely murderous.

"A Xing!"

Zhou Xingxing looked at Qin Hui, and Qin Hui also looked at Zhou Xingxing in front of her. The first thing she thought of was A Xing in Kung Fu, and she couldn't help but whisper in a hoarse voice.

"Are you the Three Emperors or the Five Emperors!"

Looking at Qin Hui and Zhou Xingxing in front of him, he didn't know who he met, but Zhou Xingxing's nickname was indeed A Xing. This person could tell his name in one go. Zhou Xingxing thought it should be the Emperor Fuxi among the Three Emperors.

"But why does Fuxi look so young!" Such a question arose in Zhou Xingxing's heart and could not be removed.

"A hundred years of life are like a dream and a illusion, how can it be compared to the transformation of heaven!"

Qin Hui looked at Zhou Xingxing's gaze and shook her head slowly. He had already discovered that the person in front of him was not A Xing, but he was just similar to A Xing.

"Help me up!"

Qin Hui called softly, his mind was still a little unconscious at this moment. He had been sleeping in the Ice Age until now. His body had been in a state of fake death during tens of thousands of years of sleep. Now he just woke up and was the time for his body to recover.

Zhou Xingxing looked at Fatty Chen beside him, and tugged at the coffin, reaching out to support Qin Hui's arm.

Qin Hui sat up from the coffin with Zhou Xingxing's support, looked up at the sky and felt the various messages conveyed by the way of heaven.

In Qin Hui's sense, the war between the two realms is still continuing. It has been spent tens of thousands of years in this small world, but this time has only been over a hundred years in the middle world, and in the big world it is more than one hundred days.

Qin Hui originally planned to sleep until the end of the war between the two worlds, and it was obvious that it was not the time to wake up now.

Qin Hui looked up and felt the message conveyed by the way of heaven. Zhou Xingxing stood aside and did not dare to breathe for a moment. He was no longer that hot-tempered age. He didn't want to go up and try whether this person who might be the Three Emperors was a parallel person.

Qin Hui slowly opened her eyes, her mind gradually became clear, and her stiff body functions were also reviving quickly. I think she could completely wake up in more than ten minutes.

However, Qin Hui was unwilling to wait for more than ten minutes. He saw him standing up slowly as if he was terminally ill, stroking his hands with his hands and slowly spreading his mouth.

“Woooooooooooo…”

After Qin Hui opened her mouth, the energy between heaven and earth quickly gathered towards Qin Hui and was swallowed into her belly by Qin Hui.

The tide of energy gathering caused changes in the world, and the sky was golden. As Qin Hui's movements were pleasant, the sound of heaven resounded in the ears of countless people. Golden petals fell in the sky, falling beside Qin Hui, turning into a golden star dot and absorbed by Qin Hui.

The sky was full of flowers and the sound of the Tao was heard. Qin Hui knew that this small world was celebrating her recovery and was also saying hello to herself. I hope Qin Hui would not destroy this small world.

"What's your name!" Qin Hui looked at Zhou Xingxing in front of him and asked. He didn't know which movie was born in the small world, but looking at the small pattern of this world, I couldn't think of any characters who could be so tremendous.

"My name is Zhou Xingxing, who are you?"

After seeing the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth caused by Qin Hui, Zhou Xingxing's posture became even lower. His face was covered in wind and frost, trying to show humility as much as possible, for fear of causing Qin Hui's displeasure.

"Zhou Xingxing!" Qin Hui frowned, and two divine lights shot out from her eyes, directly reflected in Zhou Xingxing's eyes.

Zhou Xingxing felt his whole body tremble, and a feeling of being stripped naked surged into his heart, making him unable to help but take two steps back.

"Yangtze River No. 7, Zero Seven, Corpse King Zhao Kuo, Exorcist Police! Interesting, so interesting!"

After Qin Hui's exploration of Zhou Xingxing's memory was copied without reservation, and even the immortals in front of him, the Golden Immortal of Daluo, could not resist, let alone Zhou Xingxing, a mortal. So everything in Zhou Xingxing's heart was placed in front of Qin Hui without reservation. Qin Hui was even clearer in his pitiful decades of memory than him.

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"Uncle, why haven't my dad come back yet!"

In the garbage station, Xiao Di sat on the head of the bed and was depressed, while Zhao Kuo gently rubbed his sword with a white cloth, turning a deaf ear to Xiao Di's words.

"Tick, Tick!"

Just as Zhao Kuo was quietly wiping the sword, the ticking sound in his ear suddenly made him stunned, and he couldn't help looking in the direction where the sound came.

It was a strange green creature. Zhao Kuo had never seen anything so strange before, and Xiao Di called it the Yangtze River No. 7.

The yellow head of the Yangtze River No. 7 stared at Zhao Kuo with an antenna-like bulge on his head, and the green triangle tongue, which looked like a snake, was constantly sucking and spitting, and the ticking sound was the saliva dripping from the green tongue.

"This gaze!"

The eyes of Yangtze River 7 were filled with greed. He watched Zhao Kuo dripping with saliva constantly, as if a hungry man saw food.

"Yangtze River 7!"

Xiao Di, who was sitting on the bed, shouted, and then the Yangtze River No. 7, which was watching Zhao Kuo drool under the bed, immediately jumped up from the ground like a puppy, and jumped into Xiao Di's arms.

“Aqiu, Aqiu…”

The Yangtze River No. 7 kept crying in Xiao Di's hands, and the body as big as a palm rolled in Xiao Di's hands, like a pet acting coquettishly with his master.

"Be good at No. 7, I'm going to cook!" Xiao Di stroked the antenna on Changjiang No. 7's head, and Changjiang No. 7 looked at Xiao Di with his big eyes.

Xiao Di walked towards the kitchen during the farewell of Yangtze River 7. Unlike usual, Xiao Di did not carry Yangtze River 7 with him today, but placed him on the bed.

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ..."

In the kitchen, Xiao Di kept cutting vegetables. As Xiao Di left, Yangtze River No. 7 slowly stopped his cute behavior of shaking his head, turned to look at Zhao Kuo, and his eyes showed greed again.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Kuo looked at the Yangtze River No. 7 and looked puzzled. It has been two days since the little thing looked at him every day with greed, but this greed has never been shown in front of Xiao Di.

In front of Xiao Di, Yangtze River VII is the innocent pet dog. He can act coquettish, be cute, roll around, and beg for protection. However, this expression does not exist in Zhao Kuo's eyes. In Zhao Kuo's eyes, Yangtze River VII is a strange monster that spits a snake-like core, drools at Zhao Kuo. Moreover, his extremely greedy eyes made Zhao Kuo feel chilled.

"Aqiu, Aqiu!"

Yangtze River No. 7 slowly turned towards Zhao Kuo, who was sitting aside. When Zhao Kuo saw this little thing coming, he felt a sense of shock in his heart. He couldn't help but stop wiping the sword and became alert.

"Aqiu!"

The cheerful cry of Yangtze River 7 suddenly became rapid. The palm-sized Yangtze River 7 opened its mouth and bit Zhao Kuo.

The body of Yangtze River 7 was only the size of a palm, but after opening his mouth, Zhao Kuo was surprised to find that the mouth was like a water tank, covered with sharp teeth like a piranha, as if he could swallow a cow in one bite.

Zhao Kuo, who was very wary, quickly retreated when he saw the appearance of the Yangtze River 7, and instantly flashed a few meters away. However, the Yangtze River 7 was about to swallow the old 40-centimeter TV in one sip on the TV and swallowed the wine into his mouth.

"What's wrong outside!"

Xiao Di in the kitchen poked his head out after hearing the sound, and saw that Yangtze River No. 7 was rolling on the bed, which made Xiao Di smile knowingly and returned to the house again.

"Aqiu!"

After Xiao Di left, the Yangtze River 7 spit out the TV in one bite, took a cat step on the bed, and turned back to the hideous appearance he had just now.

Often, beautiful things are fatal, just like the colorful poisonous snakes are the deadliest, and the beautiful loli are so black-bellied.

Zhao Kuo slowly pulled out the scabbard from his sword, his face solemn, because the performance of Yangtze River 7 just now made Zhao Kuo dare not be careless at all.

"Aqiu!" The Yangtze River No. 7 jumped up on the bed, and its small body supported the disproportionate big mouth, covering Zhao Kuo like a big pocket.

"Good come!"

Zhao Kuo shouted loudly, stepped heavily on the ground, and slashed at Yangtze River No. 7 with one sword.

"Click!"

Yangtze River No. 7 bit Zhao Kuo's bronze sword in one bite, and the sharp teeth in the mouth moved up and down, and they bit Zhao Kuo's sword in a few bites. If Zhao Kuo hadn't quickly retracted his arm, he would probably have even eaten this hand by Yangtze River No. 7.

"Hmph!" Zhao Kuo looked down and saw that the sword in his hand was only left with the hilt. At this time, the Yangtze River 7 was chewing, and the metal could be seen to the naked eye and turned into iron slag, and was chewed into his stomach by the sharp teeth of the piranha-like piranha in the mouth of the Yangtze River 7.

"Aqiu!"

Yangtze River No. 7 opened its mouth and squirted, and there was still a little metal left to make a shrill sound of breaking through the air towards Zhao Kuo.

"Dingdingdingdingdingding..."

Small pieces of metal fragments were all nailed to the wall, leaving only a small hole in the wall and then penetrated them.

Zhao Kuo could not help but widen his eyes when he looked at the wall beating like a sieve beside him. If he hadn't been avoiding fast just now, he would probably not have benefited from the raindrop-like attack with his golden armored corpse.

"Aqiu!" Yangtze River 7 ignored Zhao Kuo's surprise, but instead shot out like a cannonball.

"Boom!" Zhao Kuo, caught off guard, was directly hit by the chest by the Yangtze River No. 7, and his body smashed the wall behind him. He flew out more than ten meters away before falling to the ground. Even with the strength of his golden-armored zombie, he could not stand up even if he held his chest for a long time.

"No. 7! What are you doing!"

Just as the Yangtze River No. 7 smiled fiercely and wanted to attack again, Xiao Di in the kitchen walked out with a rushing momentum with the strange noise outside.

"Oh my God! What are you doing!"

Xiao Di saw a sieve-like wall at a glance, and a big hole in the wall that was knocked out by Zhao Kuo.

"Aqiu, Aqiu!" Yangtze River No. 7 jumped on Xiao Di's shoulder as soon as it jumped. Her face was covered with innocent expression and rubbed against Xiao Di's neck. Her claws were silently pointing to Zhao Kuo who was spitting blood outside.

"Uncle, are you here to demolish the house?"

After watching the actions of Yangtze River 7, Xiao Di did not doubt that he was because compared to the Yangtze River 7, which was very well-behaved in his heart, Zhao Kuo was not a good person in his eyes.

Xiao Di put his waist forward with a fierce look and looked at Zhao Kuo. The dissatisfaction on his face was clearly visible.
To be continued...