Legend of the Asura

Time has pointed to dusk, but the sunset is not stingy, with warmth, swinging through the open windows on the two people on the balcony.

They just sat on the ground, snuggling at each other, and nobody spoke. This posture, which they have held for a long time, seems to want time to be fixed at this moment, so that this intoxicating atmosphere can last forever. How precious it is to truly realize this warmth when you lose it.

Six months of life and death is too long and too cruel for them. They never want to try that again and never think about it again. The wind glanced forward, feeling her presence around her, motionless, as if she still hadn't woken up from the dream. Feng Yao quietly leaned his head against his shoulder, smelled him, counted his heartbeat, and smiled lightly on his face, leaving the heavens and the earth discolored.

A light breeze penetrates through the open window, bringing a few moments of pleasant comfort. A few long white hairs gently lifted and caressed on the face of Fengyao. Looking at the snowy hair, Fengyao's eyes suddenly covered with hazy water fog, but soon she held back the tears coming out of her orbit, stretched out her jade hand, held up a white hair, and looked, as if looking at the most fascinating thing in the world.

“Brother.” She opened her mouth and broke the warm calm, looking into his eyes and holding his hair, she said softly: “Yao 'er, can you cut your hair off? Although my brother's long hair is really nice, Yao prefers the short hair he used to have... OK? ”

How could she refuse her request with impunity? So, on the familiar balcony, Fengyao held a scissors and stood behind the wind, finely trimming his white hair, which had been long and back waist. Her movements were so gentle, more like trimming one at a time, and every time she cut a few, she put away her haircuts and carefully placed them in a delicate little white bag, not letting any of them land.

Gray hair was cut, as was conical pain that lasted six months, cutting the wounds and hatred of life and death. When the sunset finally retracted its remainder and disappeared into the western earth, the long, white hair of the wind had become the short hair, long hair rendered him sad and sad, and returned to the short hair he seemed to return to the wind that had once flown.

Feng Yao looked at him for a long time, gently holding the white bag filled with his short hair in his arms, and then sat beside him, resting his head on his shoulder. “This is going to be the most precious collection of my life, because... this is proof that my brother loves me, the strongest he ever cried for me, broke my bowels and hurt my hair. This affair is not over for Yao's life. ”

Her dreamy whispers came from her ears, and her voice was always so heartwarming.

Are you strong... maybe, but only the medicine in front of her, he's fragile like a child of childhood.

It's me, not you, who's really unfeeling...

“Brother, you must have a lot of questions to ask me. A lot to say to me, right?” Fengyao stretched out his hands and wrapped his waist around his side to keep himself tighter with him.

The wind nodded with a smile and said: “Since I was a little girl, I have always believed that Yao 'er was the fairy God gave me. Now I am finally convinced that I have always thought the right thing. Yao 'er is really a fairy. ”

Resurrected from the dead, surrounded by colored light. Even in the six months she's been dead, she can't see his every move. So incredible, so incredible.

Perhaps it is true that miracles can only appear in mythology!

He wondered why she had been brought back to life, and what wonders had happened to her over the past six months. He implicitly felt that the gear of destiny had changed as a result of Yao's resurrection. Because it's completely beyond human cognition, and it means that you, and the people around you, have been forced into a mysterious realm that no one knows about.

“Brother, would you be unhappy... if Yao was not really a human being?” Fengyao's voice was gentle as the wind, but the wind could still clearly hear the tension. He frowned and stretched out his hand and bounced slightly on her nose: "Yao 'er, this should not be said! Ask such a stupid question. Don't you trust your brother? Whatever my Yao 'er is, the fairy is fine, the witch is fine, even if you become Little Tree Grass, as long as you are my Yao 'er, you are the closest and most concerned person in my heart... no one can ever separate you from me again. ”

Feng Yao responded softly, snuggling tightly against him, his arms rubbed unconsciously by his full chest. She said happily: “I knew that my brother was the best person in the world for me... I would tell my brother everything he wanted to know. It's just... brother, let's make a little deal first, shall we? ”

“A small agreement?” Turn around with curiosity: “What's the deal? ”

“I'll tell my brother everything I know. However, I wish I could say this to both my brother and Wan Er... my sister... can I? ”

When mentioning Wan 'er's name, Feng Yao clearly felt his body stiff with impunity. She held him tighter and said, "So, brother, can we get Wan back first? I'm sure my brother can, because, since I was a kid, there's nothing in the world that my brother can't do. ”

Heart, suddenly it hurts.

In order to restore him, in order to revive Yao 'er, she abandoned her mission and forgot everything that her parents had entrusted to her. In return for her disappearance, she irrevocably exchanged the disillusionment that could drive the power of revival. Such a girl, with only a hint of hope, how could he allow her to really just disappear into the world?

The lost battle in exchange for Wan 'er's presence is still in the Jiulu space of the demon pot. In other words, Wan Er sacrificed herself for nothing because of him. That pure heart, obsessive love, how did he return it...

Hands, unconsciously tight, he looked forward a little faint, thinking about her voice, her smile, and her, and when she left, that was only their wonderful dream.

“Brother, you must have figured it out, right? ”

The wind nodded gently, pressing down the tingle in his heart, and the corner of his mouth snapped a confident smile: “I will definitely bring Wan back... to do everything possible. ”

He was giving himself confidence and telling himself that he was determined not to give up any hope.

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Ranking: (Top of the list is those with high experience at the same level.

Number one: Wind Soul,, Level 93, Abyss Demon King, Lord of Wind Soul City.

Number two: Hate the heavens, level 87, kill the gods, no gangs.

Third place: Tiansha Fengyun, Lv.85, God Hidden Kill, Lord of Tianjin City.

Fourth place: Hand of God, Lv85, Thunder of the Thunder, Lord of the Cathedral City.

Number five: Hidden name, level 85, Reaper, no gang.

Sixth place: Tsunami Moon, Lv.84, Rear Goddess Archer, Maple Leaf Gang.

Seventh place: Maple Leaf Ran, Lv84, Dead Soul Wind Demon, Maple Leaf Gang.

Eighth place: Red Flame Burning Sky, Grade 84, Flaming King, Red Flame Gang.

9th Place: Rainbow Neon, Lv84, Wind Phantom Arrow, Colorful Clothes World.

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Reputation Leaderboard:

Number one: 267370, Wind Soul.

Number two: 36,540, hate heaven.

Number three: 12500, Hand of God.

Fourth place: 10397, erythema.

Number five: 10355, Maple Leaf Ran.

Number six: 9608, Red Flame Demon Fire.

Number 7: 9332, Tiansha Fengyun

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Equipment Leaderboard: (Class rank is high, Class weapon is high.

First place: Shura Magic Sword, Super Artifact, Owner: Wind Soul.

Number two: Yellow Springs of the End, Super Artifact, Owner: Hate Heaven.

Third Place: Causal Circle, Super Artifact, Owner: Name Hidden.

Number four: Shura's true appearance, artifact, owner: Wind Soul.

Fifth place: Soul Wings of Shura, Artifact, Owner: Wind Soul.

Number six: Blade of Judgment, Artifact, Owner: Wind Soul.

Number seven: Starchaser, Artifact, Owner: Tsunami Sky One Sword.

Number eight: Polar Ice Sword, Artifact, Owner: Ice.

Ninth place: Shura's Fantasy, artifact, owner: Wind Soul.

Number 10: Phoenix, Artifact, Owner: Wind Soul.

Money Leaderboard:

Number one: Maple Leaf Blue Star, 77,280.52 million gold coins.

Number one: 965.04 million gold coins.

Second place: Tiansha Fengyun: 936 million gold coins.

Number three: Demon Wolf - Madness, 720 million gold coins.

Number four: the world's richest man, 650.65 million gold coins.

Sixth place: Shadow of Heaven, 635.5 million gold coins.

Seventh place: Hidden name, 595.2 million gold coins.

Eighth place: End of Day Eagle, 57509 gold coins.

Ninth place: Crying Bloodthirsty Knife, 514.89 million gold coins.

Number 10: Hidden name, 514.23 million gold coins.

Nowadays, most players in the world have passed level 80 and completed three turns. But after level 80, while strength has increased dramatically, upgrading has also become an extremely difficult and painful process. After level 80, the experience required for each level is enormous. While neighboring names are mostly level 1 or less gaps, catching up with the former is definitely not an easy and short process.

In terms of wind, before Lv.80, he killed Super Beast Sea Rage Sharks with an extinct scroll from Lv.73 to Lv.79. If it wasn't for the limitations of the three-way mission, he could have broken directly to Lv.80, which is equivalent to Lv.7. And the wind at level 91, after slaughtering the holy sunshine, only went up to two levels, and the gap was huge, as you can see.

So no one has been able to shake it for a long time. He disappeared for six months and was completely out of the leaderboard. But just a few days after his return, he reached level 93 in the gaze of the world, mythical again at the top of the world class, overlooking them as an emperor struggling to climb up.

He's like a myth no one can transcend.