Legend of the Asura

Xuan Wan was stunned, and the wind was stunned. This arrogant head, steel-willed indifferent killer, knelt down on his own initiative. For the first time in his life, he knelt, not weakened, because he found something more important than dignity. Who says killing God is heartless, kneeling down to hate heaven, is still killing God.

“If I save him, what will you give?” The wind asked blankly.

“All! Including my life!” Answer without hesitation.

“Even if she wakes up and loses all her memories, even forgets your existence?” The wind asked.

“As long as she survives! ”

“Okay, remember what you said.” The wind smiled slightly, placing the rain gently on the ground, and then summoned the female stone and placed it in front of the rain's chest.

“Go back to your room, I didn't tell you not to come out before, let alone look here.” The wind is serious, he said.

Without hesitation, he turned back to his room and remained quiet.

“Brother Wind, great.” Xuan Waner took a heavy sigh of relief and laughed happily.

“But did Brother Feng think of anyone to start the lost battle? Is it a star?” Wan asked as she watched the wind sweep over the sheath of loss she had originally made. Because, after all, this is a lost battle that is not normally started, and all memories are lost for both the initiator and the recipient.

“Not a star. I don't care. There's a better man.” The wind smiled and said.

“Ah, is that?” Wan asked curiously.

“Does a normal losing battle require the help of mortals, and does Wanzi create a small losing battle with this limitation?” The wind asks, although he already knows the answer.

Wan 'er shook her head: “No, just shout out the name of the array. ”

“Well, then...” the wind pulled Xiao Xuan Wu out of his pocket and smiled. "Xiao Xuan Wu, don't hide, don't think I didn't know you could become a human. You're a young beast, too. ”

This is the second day of Little Xuan Wu's life, but even if he is psychic, he will not be able to fully learn the language of mankind. Although he could not understand the words of the wind, when the wind communicated with him, it understood completely. His body stood up at once and then changed its shape in the ever-expanding yellow light. After half a day of torment, Huang Guang finally dispersed, and Xiaoxuanwu finally became a little boy who looked less than two years old. Though he was a child, his skin was rough and yellow. He struggled to walk beside the wind, hugging his legs and rubbing, and his yellow eyes looked at him with pity.

“Um... I'm sorry, because you were born, even if you lost it, it was just a day or two, nothing. So it's just you.” The wind is somewhat embarrassing to say. Then he held his hand and placed it on the lost battle that covered the female stone and said to him: "Come, call the four words of the resurrection battle... the resurrection battle... no, it is the resurrection battle, listen carefully, the resurrection battle..."

After more than a dozen sweats, Xuanwu finally uttered four still vague words with his very tender voice: “Resurrection… of life… of formation…"

When the last of the words in the mouth of Xiao Xuan Wu fell, the golden moment of loss suddenly spinned quickly and took the colored light of the ladies' stone. The rainy body is completely wrapped in sparkling glow, and the wound on the left chest heals completely in an instant. Both Yu and Xuanye clearly felt that the rain had lost its vitality and that the body was being injected with new vitality.

“It is a feminine stone, and although it is at the end of the top ten archaeological artifacts of the East and has only a single ability, it can be brought back to life at such a fast pace that it is truly counterproductive.” The wind sighed with admiration.

“Brother Feng, when she wakes up, she will always fall in love with the first man she sees. Brother Feng, you like to harm girls so much, you shouldn't...” Xuan Wan said with a smile.

The wind will turn back to the little Xuanwu of the little turtle to throw in the imported bag and walk into the rain surrounded by colored light, helpless face: “Hey, it's hard to do, I won't go to hell, who goes to hell, then I will. ”

Xuan Waner smiled in disguise. The wind touched its face and waited for the rain to wake up. He suddenly asked, "Wan 'er, is this going to cause any punishment for the female stone? Like sealing. ”

Xuan Waner shook her head: “No, but the ten great artifacts will not be able to be used again for three years after the Nine Days of Warfare or the Lost Warfare, not even the Nine Days of Warfare or the Lost Warfare, whichever one. ”

“Three years…”

It is not unlimited. Otherwise, if we gather the five artifacts behind us, can we revive this and resurrect that indefinitely... Although the female stone cannot be used within three years, the battle of loss cannot be formed, so it is not possible to launch the everlasting battle of the seal of immortality. But he still has eight years to live, and three years can wait.

The light began to fade away slowly, and the rotating formation of loss began to shrink rapidly until it disappeared altogether, and the feminine stone began to fade. When the colored light disappeared and everything was calm, the feminine stone returned to the colored stone without any light. The wind took the female stone out of the rain's chest, which is when the rain opened her eyes, and the bright eyes flashed a beautiful light at the moment they saw him.

“Your name is Mei Yu. My name is Fu Yu. Would you like to be my woman?” The wind looked into her eyes and smiled and said, lifting her from the ground. Mei Yu looked at him the same way he looked at him when he was crying.

“Yes!” she revealed with a surprise in her eyes and a red and sumptuous face. Although she lost her memory, she still retained her character. Although the first time she saw the wind and he was obviously a few years younger than her, she fell in love with him at first sight and loved him like a big sister.

Hate heaven closed his eyes in his cabin, never opened his eyes, never moved his body. Because he feared that his paranoia would really affect Shura's recovery. When Shura shouted outside the room, his eyes opened sharply and he rushed out at the fastest possible speed.

He saw his sister smiling on his shoulders with a smile of happiness he had never seen before. Her chest was covered in blood, but her face proved that she had recovered completely. He laughed, and though that stiff smile was just a flash, he did laugh.

“Hate the day, she came back, but lost all her memory.” The wind smiled and said to Mei Yu: “His name is Hate Heaven, it's yours...”

“My name is Hate God!” Hate the cold weather interrupting the wind. The wind did not go on, he understood the meaning of hatred.

He seemed heartless, but he was a man of true affection.

His tone made Mei Yu seem very uncomfortable. She shrunk her body and replied: “You hate the sky, I am...”

“Don't say hello to me," Hate the day to interrupt again coldly, "because you are my mother, and he is my master. ”

He could kneel for his sister instead of killing the dignity of God, but he would never disobey every word he said. He didn't regret it, he didn't want to regret it.

Rain: “…”

Windy nods: “You are free, but without her, you have to take good care of yourself, especially your own life. I'll come to you for a while, and then I'll ask you about the Devil. ”

Hate to nod your head slightly and then say no more words. Standing there like a rigid stone carving. Until the wind turned away with the rain, he opened his eyes and looked at his sister's back. Though she had no memory, she also had no detention and received happiness. There's nothing better to end up with.

Killing God is destined to be alone for the rest of your life.

He turned around and walked away silently. He's finally no longer involved.

After flying away from the sight of the hate sky, the wind swept away with the rain and disappeared into the space of Jiuli. Just when he first appeared, he heard a dazzling call.

“Dad!”

The dragonfly jumped into his arms, smiled joyfully, and then asked curiously, “Dad, who is this beautiful aunt? ”

Meiyu bent over quickly: “My name is Meiyu... are you his child? ”

“Hello Aunt Mei Yu... my name is Dragonfly, um, he is my father.” The dragon rolled up and smiled. His smile infected the soft rain in his heart, and he laughed, then gently beat the wind: “Turns out he already has a child, but it doesn't matter. ”

When the wind woke up as if it were a big dream, he hurried down and held onto the roller and said, "Ooh, do you feel uncomfortable? ”

“No, I have nothing right now. ”

The wind shook his head uncomfortably, closed his eyes, held his hands on his shoulders slowly poured into the power of chaos that had just gathered, and the information he received surprised him.

“Brother Feng, the smell of a kunlun mirror on the roller, is that...”

“Well, the Kunlun mirror recognizes rollers and uses their power to seal off their chaos so that they can no longer harm rollers' bodies. ”

“Ah... is that what you mean...”

“No… as the roller grows, his sense of chaos will spontaneously absorb chaos and one day reach a point beyond the control of the power of the Kunlun mirror. Kao can only say that there is no danger for now. ”

“ …… ”

“Wind, isn't the roller perfectly well?” Seeing him open his eyes, the North Pluto butterfly asked anxiously. At this point, she couldn't even ask who Mei Yu was, and what was this place?

The wind nodded with a smile and said: "Kao is stronger than we thought, he's fine. ”

The dragon screamed and said to Mom, "Look, I'm really okay. ”

The North Pluto butterfly held the dragon in pain and his heart palpitated. “I'm fine, I'm really scared to death...”