"Deep Pao" is in the Wu clan language, and it also means black and ferocious.

But the deep smear in front of Xin Xiu has never had anything to do with the word ferocity. When an iron-eating monster put away his iron teeth and claws, moved his round body, and his hair was all right, he looked very honest.

In the Witch Clan, all the Witch Clan members who have seen Shen Tu fight, and no one will be confused by his gentle appearance. However, when he secretly leaves the Witch Clan with Xin Xiu, the other races he encountered do not have such awareness. It is normal for two people to walk outside alone to be attacked by other clans.

Along the way, they saw the Mao Gong tribe who was irritable, with black hair all over their bodies, and could attack with hair; they saw the Mulian tribe who had three eyes on their foreheads and could shoot lightning from their eyes; they had amazing fertility and expanded their territory on the mainland regardless of gender; they had snake heads, and most of the tribesmen were cold-blooded, living in the swamped country; and there were also the corpse tribes whose heads and limbs could move away from their bodies, exchange and replace, and had tenacious vitality:

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In order to compete for the throne and faith, powerful gods invade more territory and constantly create various races. The demon clan and the witch clan are created by different gods. The demon clan has a large number, which is larger than the witch clan deep in the mountains, but the witch clan has stronger abilities. From the rise and fall of each race, the game between those gods can be seen.

These countless races are like pieces of chess pieces on a scattered continent, constantly being born and dying in the hands of the gods who manipulate them.

Xin Xiu walked out of the witch clan and only took Shen Tu. The two of them walked through many places together. Xin Xiu, as the daughter of the witch clan's great witch, was powerful and she could solve most of the enemies with Shen Tu, but sometimes they would encounter enemies that they could not deal with.

When he was relaxed, Xin Xiu would sit in Shentu's arms, or lie on his shoulders, shaking his arms and legs, basking in the sun and singing casually. When he couldn't beat the fight, Shentu's bloody body rushed out of the surround. Xin Xiu's blood-stained hands would summon the evil spirits from the ground and use witchcraft to destroy the enemies chasing them.

In the most barren and deserted Central Plains, Xin Xiu and Shen Tu met a new race.

"Human race?"

Xin Xiu looked at the extremely weak human race curiously and found that they could not even beat the weakest beast. They would die if they didn't eat in a short time and would be drowned by water. Compared with other races of all sizes on the continent at this time, human races were too fragile, and their lifespan was very short, and they were born quickly and old quickly.

"Which god created this race?" Xin Xiu was a little curious and secretly watched their sacrifices, only to know that their creation god was God Nuwa, a god who was said to be very compassionate.

"If you are really compassionate, why do you create such a race that lives and dies in the morning and night? Isn't it meaningless to suffer endless suffering in their short lives?" Xin Xiu was very surprised.

The human race has stronger reproduction ability than the female race. They are weak, but they will create all kinds of things and learn from other races of civilization. When Xin Xiu and Shen Tu walked through half of the continent, looking back, they suddenly found that the human race has spread all over the Central Plains and are still exploring and expanding.

Xin Xiu was very interested in the human race. They stayed in the Central Plains for a long time and saw the changes of the three generations of human race in the past century.

"This is a special race." Xin Xiu found that the human race seemed to be a little different from other races. They were endless and could be born continuously.

However, the number of each race is related to the power of their creation. If the God who created them cannot afford such a huge number of people, then God will die out and the tribe will die out as a result.

But there are more and more human races and are becoming stronger and stronger, which is very strange.

"Shentu, we are going to return to the witch clan." After thinking, Xin Xiu decided to return to the witch clan. She had many questions to ask her father.

Back to the witch clan, this powerful race was no different from before they left, but Xin Xiu keenly realized that the great witch, led by her father, was worried.

"Father, I met a strange race, the human race outside."

Her father looked at her with a very strange look, and after a long time, he said to her: "Axiu, maybe the war of God will end soon."

Xin Xiu was not surprised and opened her mouth and said, "Did God Nuwa win?"

The father shook his head: "There is no longer God Nuwa."

One of the most powerful gods, Nuwa, watched the human race she created struggle to survive with her own eyes, watched them live and die like dust, felt their endless pain of separation from life and death, and felt the pain that was so heavy that it was almost impossible to bear. Because of the continuous creation of the human race, the divine power was almost exhausted. So, like Pangu, the ancient creation god, she sacrificed herself, dispersed her body, and used her soul to create souls for all human races.

Before this, all races had never heard of what souls were, and the human race first had another kind of life that transcends the body. The human race had souls and also had reincarnation, and so they were reincarnated. They were no longer born by the power of God, and had already integrated into the laws of heaven and earth on their own.

"The human race is prosperous, the gods are declining, and all races are dead."

This is the result given by the witch god who created the witch clan.

No god or race was willing to wait for death to come, so the biggest melee occurred. Countless races participated in the war and wanted to exterminate the human race. The Sun and Moon Gods, who created the demon race, became the one who protects the human race. As for the witch race, they closed the race and stayed deep in the mountains and stopped communicating with foreign races.

There are many neutral races like the Witch Clan, all of which are powerful and are called the race closest to God.

Xin Xiu secretly took Shentu away again: "Let's go, the mountain is very lively. It is said that the demon clan is helping the human clan. You are also the demon clan. I'll take you to see it."

This war lasted for a long time. Xin Xiu and Shen Tu spent most of their time away from the battlefield, and occasionally helped a group of human and demons. The war between races had nothing to do with the good and evil of each race. After all, there was a distinction between good and evil in each race. To be honest, the human race's desire was even stronger.

The desire to survive, the desire to eat, the desire to love... They are almost a race that carries countless desires.

"Axiu, are you helping them because you like human race?" Shentu asked her.

Xin Xiu shook her head: "It doesn't matter whether she likes it or not, but I think if there are human races everywhere on this continent in the future, it will definitely be more interesting than it is now. If it were any other race, it would seem monotonous."

"The human race was pinched out of the loess by God Nuwa. In the memory of our witch clan, there are countless evil catastrophes in the land. All the evil and turbid auras of great god Pangu sink into the land. However, the human race that came out of the soil has many shining people like stars, both short and dazzling."

"Loess can be seen everywhere, trees, mountains, rivers and rivers are carried by the land. Perhaps it is precisely because of this ubiquitous loess that give birth to ubiquitous human races. They crawl on the earth like this loess, and all living things grow from their bodies."

"...Why are you looking at me like this?" Xin Xiu turned her head and saw Shentu looking at him without blinking, and couldn't help but smile: "What do you think of what I said?"

Shentu: "I don't know."

Xin Xiu raised her hand and grabbed his hair, "What do you know?"

Shentu: "I know, if one day you die, I will be with you."

Xin Xiu hugged his neck and leaned his head on his shoulder, "Of course, together, I am the witch clan, you are the demon clan, we have no souls. When we die, we will disappear together, and there will be no reincarnation of the human race... In fact, I am a little curious about what reincarnation and soul are."

"If there is reincarnation, will we become the same people as in the previous life, and will we meet the same ones."

Shentu hugged her and said seriously: "If we also have reincarnation, I will still like you."

Countless demon clans died in the war, and the human race established a dynasty. The first emperor was born to the golden dragon and the human race of the demon clan. The first half-demon and half-human race was born in the world. Except for the demon clan, no other race can give birth to children across races.

When the half-demon emperor died, his identity was recognized by heaven and earth. From then on, the demon clan also had souls, and all dead demon clans could enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn as humans.

"It's a pity that you won't dissipate the world with me." Xin Xiu sighed long and kissed Shentu's forehead.

"I don't want reincarnation, I want to go with you." Like many demon races, Shentu's love and hate are very straightforward and clear.

Xin Xiu just smiled and lay on his shoulder, not talking.

One race after another began to die, and it was finally the turn of the Witch clan. After the Witch clan members died, they turned into green mountains and grass, trees and rocks. Xin Xiu would occasionally discuss with Shentu: "If I die, what would be better to turn into?"

"It turns into a stone for you to carry it with you?"

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"Your expression probably doesn't like it, so how about I turned into a lake? If you get injured when you fight with someone in the future, you can clean it in the lake, just think I'll wash it for you."

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"Well, it's not possible? Why has it become more and more difficult for you to coax it recently?"

Xin Xiu smiled, the silver bells on her hands and feet were jingling, but Shentu couldn't laugh. He could only repeat: "I will go with you."

If the two of them have different opinions, the winner is often Xin Xiu, and there is no exception to the last time.

When Xin Xiu died, he looked at Shentu beside him with a smile, "I have thought about it. I will turn into a bunch of bamboo. After you finish eating the bamboo, you can come to me, okay?"

Shentu was most afraid that she would not want to let herself go with her. When she heard that she let her go, she nodded immediately: "Okay!"

Xin Xiu: "You promised me, you can't go back on your word."

She showed the most familiar sly smile.

As she said, she turned into bamboo, and deep-spread the bushes and broke the bushes and ate them. But she found that in a blink of an eye, the bushes grew into several bushes, and then grew faster and faster, spreading one mountain after another, and finally growing into a sea of ​​bamboos. Even the size of the iron-eating monster was a lifelong life, I was afraid that it would not be able to finish it.

He was deceived. She actually often lied to him and teased him. Shentu never cared about it, but this time, he was so aggrieved that he couldn't let go.

The bamboo leaves rustled. Walking in this endless sea of ​​bamboo, he would occasionally hear the silver ringtone.

bite--

It's right in his ears.

His A Xiu is everywhere, and his A Xiu is nowhere to be seen.

Shentu left the bamboo sea, and he returned to the demon clan, explored the secrets of his soul, joined the demon clan and the human clan to resist the attacks of other races. Until the other races disappeared, the demon clan turned around and broke with the human clan, and the two sides began to be hostile. Shentu and a few demon clans stood on the side of the human clan and helped the human clan to resist the attacks of the demon clan.

"You are clearly a demon clan, but why do you want to help the human clan!" Many demon clans scolded him on the battlefield, but Shentu didn't care. For him, both the demon clan, the witch clan and the human clan were the same, and all he asked for was the same.

He wanted A Xiu to give birth to a soul that could be reincarnated and reincarnated, and wanted to meet her again. Protecting the human race was the vitality he and God Nuwa sought after.

"The Witch Clan cannot reincarnate in this world, but as long as you have an obsession, you will eventually meet." The compassionate God Nuwa left this sentence when he was about to die.

What is the soul? When Shentu was dying, he felt that he had returned to the scene when he first saw Ah Xiu many years ago. He saw the girl in the snow reaching out to him for the first time. He suddenly realized that the birth of the soul probably began with immortal longing.

The bamboo sea far away from the witch clan sounded gently in the wind. The wind gently swept across the tips of the bamboo leaves, condensed many invisible spots of light, part of which dissipated in the sky, part of which was sent by the wind to float across the mountains and rivers, falling into the deep-painted body, and merged with his soul that was about to reincarnate.

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Shentu died and opened his eyes again was Shentu Yu.

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