Dark Blood Age

Chu Yunsheng thought of many kinds of answers, or Edgar could not answer at all, but did not think that Edgar said with little thought: “As far as I know, Mr. Lennon, faith will only change and never exist. ”

Chu Yunsheng laughed and smoked. If he thought about it, he said: "Yeah, maybe I don't understand. I've been wondering if only things that don't exist, or things that you crave but don't get, will be pursued by people who believe, painfully weave all kinds of" false wings ”for themselves, easy to get, but never become...”

He didn't go on, because at this point, he suddenly remembered the people and monsters imprisoned in the Crystal Clothes Man spaceship, strange but so familiar, as if it had appeared in mythology, he was not a fool, even if he could not see everything else, but the woman with the wings could not know what it would be.

It's just that he suppresses these horrible ideas, because he's kind of unacceptable as a result of going along this path.

Edgar didn't talk because he needed more time to digest everything he saw, while Chu Yunsheng's silence was due to some confusion in his head.

Truth be told, he's a little envious of Edgar, and whenever this nigger says something like, "Be strong!”, wiping everything out in a flash.

And what he has, only force left, it is true that in today's age of iron blood, Tianwei's force can conquer the whole world - rights, wealth, women, etc., everything that can be seen with his eyes, but even if force is cultivated to Qi Tiankong Yu, climbing to the peak, force still can not conquer people's hearts, stripping this layer of clothing, it is still a walking corpse, seemingly powerful wind, worn, but live for the eyes of others.

If the aunts lived for their lives before the accident, and now they're gone, and he lived for the hatred of the moment, for the vows of the night of the dark rain, then why should he live if one day he really killed the fae and ablated the hatred?

Chu Yunsheng is not a natural and ambitious character. The great man can lead the world to create and develop a new order and a new world from the ruins of chaos and confusion. This is the great thing of the great man. He, without that brilliant wisdom, is a small figure with a stable life in his bones.

When the original social order was completely destroyed, the reference system coordinates of other people's lives were torched, but the small figure was also ambitious, or even obscene, even because the small figure had been doing it for a long time, so that the desire of this kind of person became very strong. When he was in Shencheng and Jinling City, he had a great ambition, and imagined the creation of a new order with his own hands, ten thousand people hanging by their necks, one person pushing the pole! In fact, the existence of ancient books did enable him to achieve the hegemony of the "powerful side".

Yet, after so many years, it became clear that it was not the same thing at all. Desire is desire, reality is always reality, and there is always an insurmountable divide between them! This has nothing to do with force!

He remembers what people in the company used to say when they were talking, if an elephant was needed for a job, you could only find elephants to cultivate, not monkeys, because a monkey, no matter how flexible and intelligent it is, no matter how much you cultivate and train, it's not elephant, some things are meant to be born.

To this day, he has long understood the cruelty and reality behind this metaphor. The difference is that his mind is already different at this time. He is no longer interested in the original ridiculous masturbation. The big man who swallowed the mountain river is only the object of sympathy in his eyes. He can't help but hate himself and his general thoughts.

If he wanted to hide anywhere, he was a hegemonic, while the Emperor of the Land, even for whatever he wanted, who could stop him?

But he knows that what he wants is definitely not this, definitely not! But not this one. What is it? He has no idea! It was only the last words of the island that seemed to touch something in secret that led to the conversation between him and Edgar.

He was confused, as if he had caught something, but could not see through it, and could not see clearly. This irritability could only be relieved slightly by the smoke of cigarettes, and perhaps by alcohol, although he was not very fond of drinking.

Thinking of wine, Chu Yun moved into his heart, and estimated that Edgar would also be hungry. He reached out and pulled out a dry grain from the tenor and a bottle of wine he did not understand. That was given to him by the Feng Fishing Tribunal in an indiscriminate manner. What he wanted was white wine.

The weather on the island is cold, the humidity is heavy, Chu Yunsheng is fine, the ternary inverse, this little trouble is not a problem at all, but Edgar is different, he is an ordinary person, if not supported by six charms, three down five to two, must die here.

One smokes cigarettes, one drinks alcohol; one thinks of the way out, one thinks of his wife and daughter; under the dark sky, it looks very dull and depressed, only bugs howl everywhere, reminding them - they are still sitting on top of the heads of giant graves.

With the meditation, Chu Yunsheng did not sleep alternately with Edgar at night, sinking into a warm and roasting giant grave, until the next day when the slight light appeared, the meditation strangely conveyed a series of messages to him.

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows, jumped up, followed the pipeline, and rushed to the top of the grave. The only four-time bluebeetle in the whole mucus area had been waiting for a long time. Each and every one of them quickly flew to the front still in battle.

The message sent to him was strange and astonishing. It was a dangerous signal for Chu Yunsheng that there were still human beings on the island. He had regarded this place as a private secret territory of the underworld, and no one else would ever know about it.

And even stranger, this human being was not discovered by undercover searches, but was actively on the front, demanding contact with the underworld.

Chu Yunsheng has never been a reckless person, not to mention that spore forest is more powerful than himself now, even if it is smaller than himself, the other party dares to show up, naturally there must be something.

The blue beetle pressed the cloud head and swept straight into the front. Far away, a huge triangular black insect appeared in the view of Chu Yunsheng.

Son of Terror? Chu Yun raised his heart and quietly took out the ancient bow in his hand. He quickly introduced several battle plans in his heart.

But when he got a little closer, his heart was stiffened, and the Son of Terror stood on a human being, a blonde, blue-eyed woman with elevated breasts, a long body, and a slightly skinny buttocks, all wrapped up in a tight leather jacket, and if you have to find a word to describe it, it's —— sexy.

This is the second time Chu Yunsheng saw a woman who could stand on the Son of Terror. The first one was also on the ruins battlefield outside Huangshan. The girl with eyes, like a student, gave him a peaceful and calm breath. It was obvious, although he was still only a worm at the time, it was still very clear.

And the one in front of her, vibrant life tension, a primitive life wildness, if they are both related to spore forests, the first glasses girl represents their main thrust of peace and serenity, and the one in front of her represents this vibrant vitality of peace and serenity.

“Areyou...?” The woman could not see the true face of Chu Yunsheng's armor wrapped in war. When she opened her mouth, it was a series of English words.

The first few words, Chu Yunsheng can still understand some. After all, she is a person who has passed the fourth level of English, but she spoke too much, quickly, and in a whole sentence, Chu Yunsheng soon did not know what she was grunting about.

“Send Edgar here.” Chu Yunsheng immediately gave orders to the underworld, whether he or the underworld, not to understand these bird languages, he is inexperienced, and the underworld has never eaten “foreigners” to learn.

Chu Yunsheng's purpose is simple, no matter who the other party is, it does not matter to him. It is important to communicate with the "knight”, the son of terror who controls the spore forest. Perhaps he will buy time to build high-end warworms for the underworld. He will not believe in any interracial race, whether peaceful or unequal, let alone more than his wisdom, he is more willing to believe in the strength in his hands.

After saying many words, Chu Yunsheng did not answer them. He probably realized that he could not understand. He was locking his eyebrows and preparing to return to the depths of the spore forest. He saw a blue beetle flying three times quickly behind the mucus area, magically carrying an authentic black man on his back.

In the eyes of a woman, the bewildered eyes became even stranger after seeing Edgar.

Two human beings appeared in succession on the soil of insects in the mucus zone, and they hated humans to the bone, Master Feng, which is probably the first wonder in the world!

“Ask who she is? To what power? What can I do for you?” Chu Yunsheng told the equally astonished Edgar quickly, no one would expect that there are still human beings on this deserted island.

Edgar nodded and suddenly there was a strange thought * * * * of Mr. Nong and the woman opposite him, one side at a time, just like the two bug kings met!

But just think, he didn't dare say much, calmed his mind, fluently spoken a great deal of English.

The woman obviously beamed and carefully measured the cloud rise and replied with great caution.

Chu Yunsheng couldn't understand what they were saying, but he understood the danger. During the time they spoke, those eyes had never left the body of the Son of Terror.

It's going too fast, and if it strikes suddenly, he and the four forms of blue beetles can withstand a few waves of attack, and Edgar and the three forms of blue beetles are simply not opponents, so he has to be prepared for any sudden situation at all times.

“Mr. Lennon, her name is Krista, and she claims not to belong to any one of the forces, but only to one side of the spore forest.” Edgar tried to translate each other's original language into familiar words that Chu Yunsheng could understand.

“Neither is the Wooden Alliance?” Chu Yunsheng has never met the people of the Wood Alliance, so he always thought that the majority of the people of the Wood Nation were them.

Edgar couldn't answer either and hesitated: “I'll ask again. ”

This time, Chu Yunsheng understood, because these Europeans and Americans always like to talk with exaggerated moves, such as shrugging their heads.

“No.” Edgar also saw that Chu Yunsheng already knew the results, but said with due diligence, after all, he is now Chu Yunsheng's “private” translator.

“Ask, what does she want with me?” Chu Yun nodded, said.

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