“The eighth, the higher plane.”

"Salou" twisted his neck, as if he was a little uncomfortable, and looked at the deity and said so.

“The eighth, the higher plane.”

The inexplicable answer seems to contain unknown tacit understanding.

I smiled, and the smile seemed stiff, but it was much better than hideousness.

"You seem to be deliberately induced to ignore my existence."

Chu Xiang looked at the deity, then looked at "Salou", and finally turned his gaze to the deity.

The surrounding walls are soaked with misty light, all of which are sparkling with the texture of bronze metal. Even in such an environment, people can feel the unique coldness of bronze ironware.

However, the smell of copper that should have never dissipated at all.

This hall looks particularly strange.

"It's him who distinguishes the primary and secondary by himself. I am the deity, there is no doubt that I don't understand, you are the only one who doesn't understand."

This deity answered in this way, with a faint tone as always.

Chu Xiang did not try to prove to "Salou" because that was meaningless.

"So, do you think we will fall?"

Chu Xiang did not look at the deity this time, but looked at "Salou", but both of them knew that he was asking about the deity.

The calm-faced deity, for some reason, became silent when she heard this. Finally, she also stared at "Salou" closely...

............

When we leave the body, as incarnations, will we still remain the same as before?

Just like back then, one knows three points.

I, who inherited my obsession, always deliberately suppressed that hint of obsession. The past is, the present is, the future...

So, can you, who inherit all your rationality, still be as rational as it was at the beginning?

Every individual will change over time. If I can see through it, you may not be unable to see through it.

I never would, really think that I am the only one who changes...

You and I have also inherited that talent. Many times, this is destined, and it is impossible for you and I to move forward along the established trajectory.

My deity, obsession...dross...

If it were yours, would you really care about who is the deity?

You won't!

............

Thunder Cliff, a thatched hut.

A young man in a suit and hair like a chicken coop was half-squatting in a huge seat of the tauren without any image, drinking ale with a slim five fingers that should be placed on the piano keys, and was grabbing a piece of fat meat with oil.

After chewing it randomly, the man marveled, and then looked at Zhuge Qingtian, who was violently put down from the beam and slapped on the ground and could not get up for a while, asked politely:

"Zhuge...Brother, do you have any objections to my plan?"

The kind words, frivolous tone, and the uncompromising image make people feel that it is as weird as it is.

Zhuge Qingtian subconsciously glanced at two piles of minced meat at the corner of the wall not far away, and a pair of huge cow heads and horns were inserted in the center of the minced meat. His heart couldn't help but tremble.

I only ask for advice, only ask for brother, don’t forget me, don’t forget to pull me when the lone walker transfers his job."

Because of the long-term hunger, Zhuge Qingtian was quite haggard, and even his voice became hoarse.

The man threw the pork chop that had been chewed in his hand at random, and threw it into a pile of fresh minced meat that was disgusting. Then he jumped off the huge chair, walked to Zhuge Qingtian, squatted down, and patted the other person's shoulder with a greasy right hand.

"It's easy to say! It's easy to say! Who doesn't know in the club? I, Lin Tingfeng, are the best! As long as you..."

"I understand...I understand...I understand...I understand!"

Before the man who claimed to be Lin Tingfeng finished speaking, Zhuge Qingtian immediately responded repeatedly. His flattered look was like a beggar who was receiving the president's award, and he was at a loss.

Lin Tingfeng narrowed his eyes and gently placed his right hand on the other party's shoulder, never leaving.

That expression of enjoyment and disgust only made Zhuge as quiet as a cicada, timid and dared not say much.

Seeing that the other party was completely like a shivering rabbit, Lin Tingfeng nodded with satisfaction.

"Hehe, brother, although I, Lin, are nice, but the most annoying thing in my life is that I was interrupted during a conversation..."

Looking at Zhuge Qingtian, whose face was already scared, the well-dressed man who was extremely unrestrained, curled his lips disdainfully.

"But... I miss you for the first time, but I don't know what Lin is. This time, I will forgive you!"

Speaking of forgiveness, it means that you should not make any more conspiracy, but Lin Tingfeng's tone suddenly turned cold-

"Zhuge Qingtian, please hear it clearly! This matter is only allowed to succeed, not fail! If... hehehe, then what is waiting for you is not as comfortable as death!"

Nodded repeatedly, the poor "newcomer" Zhuge Qingtian dared not speak and turned into a rice-pecker.

Seeing this guy being so cowardly, Lin Tingfeng retracted his palm in disgust, without any concealment, and wiped the straight suit...

"Hmph! It's best if you really understand..."

As he mumbled, Lin Tingfeng had already looked away.

Zhuge Qingtian, whose body had slightly recovered his feelings, had not yet had time to make a guarantee. The guy who didn't know how to arrive showed an extremely strange power in front of him...

The figure was like smoke, and Lin Tingfeng, who was wearing a suit and tie, kept twisting in the air, and then completely turned into a piece of blue smoke, floating out along the crack of the door, leaving no farewell...

Seeing this, Zhuge Qingtian swallowed and was stunned!

——As a newcomer, Zhuge Qingtian is undoubtedly lucky. What he got in a plot is even more than Chu Xiang’s ten years of struggle. However, to a certain extent, he is even more pathetic than those newcomers of the primary reincarnation who have nothing.

If he and Chu Xiang entered the cycle of reincarnation, perhaps, with his own ability and nature... he would not at least be inferior to Chu Ying.

Unfortunately, he didn't have such an opportunity or such time.

Chu Xiang no longer cared about the newcomers, which is not completely unreasonable, nor is it all because of his indifferent nature.

Even if you have the potential, if you no longer have the opportunity to grow, what is the difference between God’s eyes and the slightest dust?

At the beginning, potential is often more important than strength. When the relative results are achieved, those once precious things appear to be illusory again...

............

Zhuge Qingtian lay on the ground for a while, until he was sure that the other party had left, he put away his panic expression.

He walked calmly to the huge square table, and did not hate the overturned omnivore. He jumped into the chair, knelt down, and started eating and drinking with big mouthfuls of wine.

Undoubtedly, the stuff that was messed up by Lin Tingfeng and didn't even eat pigs made people feel disgusted when they saw it. But Zhuge Qingtian was still serious and forced himself to swallow it.

His eyes were calmly staring at the two piles of minced meat at the corner of the wall. His face was without mockery, without fear... calm and unpretentious.

............

"Is it almost over..."

Chu Ying suddenly stopped tracking, looked up at the sky, and said so.

The dense forests are as shaded as a crown, like a giant green curtain covering the forest.

Occasionally, through the gaps of branches and leaves, the blue sky I see is like a leopard in the tube, and I can only see a look.

The mottled light shone in pieces, and Chu Yingfu looked behind him again, a giant tree, as tall as a peak...

Shaking his head, Chu Ying muttered something in a low voice. Chu Ming was a little confused by his actions.

"Why? I won't chase it anymore?"

It sounds nice like the sound of an oriole, and Chu Ming looks around alertly.

In such an environment, chasing such a terrible enemy may easily be counterattacked.

Chu Ming nodded as if to indicate that she also had this intention.

Unexpectedly, all that was received was Chu Ying's inexplicable smile.

"Ha, chase...the mission is meaningless. They have their battlefield, we have our battlefield..."

After saying that, he took the lead in walking towards the even more gloomy woods ahead.

Chu Ming was stunned, as if he felt that Chu Ying's body had some change in an instant, but it was not very real.

However, this did not prevent her from chasing her.

Squeaking, it is the sound of falling leaves being trampled on. Like the thick trunk of the old tree, a pair of wise eyes appearing again...

............

Is this...Dandong...

But... it's too late...

It turns out that I just...

If I had known it for a long time, would I still want to surpass you?
To be continued...