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The bonfire was beating, and the jumping flames reflected in Duanmuyu's eyes, which were as bright as stars. However, this strange scene was fleeting in a blink of an eye, almost making Suo Li and Cheng Yue think there was an hallucination in front of them.

"I am a person who punishes God! I don't know!"

After being silent for a long time, Duanmuyu actually spoke slowly, although it was only a few numbers, it made Suo Li and Cheng Yue feel unreasonable, especially compared with his tender face, which was particularly strange!

"The theory of the way of heaven is ultimately misty, and a short fish cannot be believed!" Cheng Yue tried to persuade her. It was hard for her to imagine how could such an old-fashioned and lonely word on her face that was still young and tender?

"Haha! Heavenly Dao - It's better not to say it!" Duanmu Yu shook his head and smiled, then looked at Suo Li, raising his right hand that was bleeding and shockingly injured, and said unexpectedly: "Do you want to know where the power in my archery comes from? Simple, it is because I use my own blood as a medium, and every drop of blood is attached to a feather arrow, so that it can produce such a powerful lethality. In addition, in fact, my body is so weak that it is vulnerable! As for the thunder in the palm of my mind, it is just a memory left in my mind. Don't ask me where this thing comes from, and don't ask me where it comes from. I am just a lonely passerby in this world! You will never understand!"

"Passenger? Why do you think so? My destiny is by me, not by heaven. We practitioners need to have the determination to go against heaven! How can you be so mean to yourself?" Suo Li said in shock.

Cheng Yue, who was beside her, couldn't help but exclaim. Everyone said that her fingers were connected to the heart, but he ignored Duanmu Yu's terrible injury, as if he couldn't feel it at all. Without further ado, she hurried forward to help Duanmu Yu apply spiritual medicine to the wound on her right hand and bandage it again. Now, they finally understood why such a thin boy had such powerful archery skills. Although the reason was a bit strange, it was still a matter of fact. However, his silence made people feel distressed to see it.

Duanmuyu did not refuse Cheng Yue's bandage, but just returned to his previous silence.

"Short Fish, would you please follow us to Fuyun Mountain? Even if you don't join our sect, my master and uncle are all very powerful. With them here, you can definitely protect you. Also, you can practice. As long as you have magic power, you don't need to use others to display the thunder in your palm! Although, although your cultivation qualification is a little worse, I think you will definitely become very powerful!" Cheng Yue advised sincerely again. Although she didn't know what the boy in front of her had indescribable past, at least she could do her best.

“Cultivate?”

Duanmuyu slowly shook his head, but his eyes looked at the deep night sky. It has been three thousand years since he lived in the world for three thousand years. In such a long time, he has long been worn out from the fierce and fierce corners of the past. He has become accustomed to becoming an ant from the high-ranking demon emperor in one day, and has also learned to watch the prosperity of this world indifferently. He has lost everything he once had. He has resented, angry, despaired, and feared! He has collapsed!

For countless days and nights, he was like a scarred beast, walking alone in boundless loneliness! The short and weak life of a mortal made him feel as desperate as suffocating. His practice technique, which was once so powerful that even the gods would tremble for it and could not help but covet, is now completely unable to practice!

Because he escaped from the terrifying Eight Wasteland Karma Fire with a wisp of residual soul. He has become a human being, a weak, incompetent, cowardly, dirty, small, and unworthy mortal! He is no longer the bloodline of a divine beast, with supreme glory and powerful strength. With a casual roar, he will collapse and break the sky and the earth, and the ghosts are crying and shocking, the ancient ferocious beast - Bai Wu!

As long as the Eight Wasteland Karma Fire is still hidden in his remnant soul, he will never think of turning into a shaman through the method of reincarnation! He will always be just a weak mortal!

He gave up on himself, and he completely wanted to cut himself off in this world, even if he was scattered. As the pride of the descendant of a powerful divine beast, he did not allow him to bear such insults! This was even more sad than killing him!

In three thousand years, he was reincarnated and reincarnated 180 times, one hundred times, he tried all kinds of ways to commit suicide, and eighty times, he was killed by others!

However, he could not die at all. His residual soul was entangled by the eight wilderness karma fires, even if it was as powerful as the power of reincarnation, it could not eliminate his former memories, and would only make his memories clearer and more indelible!

After all, he is the loneliest, helpless, pitiful, and unlucky ghost in this world!

Until this time, he failed to commit suicide and was rescued by Mrs. Yao. Then, he was really desperate! He was tired! He didn't want to struggle anymore, he didn't want to resist anymore, like a puppet, at the mercy of others, but no matter how many beatings, scoldings, insults and sufferings, how could he compare with the bitterness and numbness in his heart?

If he hadn't wanted to owe Mrs. Yao's favor, he wouldn't even take action to save Lao Chen and others. What's their life and death to him?

But no one would believe all this, including Nasuoli and Cheng Yue! He couldn't say it!

"Short fish, how about listening to my sister? Let's go to Fuyun Mountain. Fuyun Mountain is very fun. You will definitely like it when you go there. You will have many senior sisters, senior brothers, and junior brothers. Everyone is together, and they are very happy, okay?"

Cheng Yue's voice seemed to come from a faraway place, a little misty, like a fairy sound, the most beautiful voice, that was the most loved woman in his most glorious life. For her, he would rather overturn the whole world! He would rather be angry and be enemies of the whole world!

But, but - this is a dream after all!

Now this dream that tortured him for three thousand years should have woken up? Duanmu Yu suddenly covered his face with his hands, and tears fell silently. He was irreversible after all. Even though he had such powerful magical powers back then, he could not stop a divine decree from the Emperor of Heaven!

He struggled for three thousand years, but he could not do anything to the eight wilderness karma fire!

Since that's the case, then be a person, an ordinary, mediocre mortal!

The one who once made the world upside down and the ghosts and gods was dead!

This time, I was really dead!

Never resurrect!
Chapter completed!