Reverend Insanity

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Dead silence.

Huge sorrows, horrors and confusion have overshadowed the hearts of all feathers.

Zhou Zhong is already among the Yumen, only the remaining magicians. If even he is gone and becomes a slave of the people, how can the rest of the feathers survive?

In today's five domains, the whole universe is basically human.

The space left to the Inhumans is tiny, tiny, and will become smaller.

During the week, his mouth widened due to shock, gradually closing. He looked up at Fangyuan and looked at him like a monster, and said, "Are you fake? How can you be so calculus? ”

The source was slightly stunned and suddenly calmed down during the week.

Fang Yuan suddenly felt a little bad.

Too white and cloudy around him said mercifully: "Give it up, during the week. Though you have become a slave, I promise you that you will never be wronged, nor will your freedom be restricted in ordinary times. Only at critical moments will you be able to help. Behind you, these feathers, will live in my blessing. Rest assured, I will never harsh them and abuse them. I will pay them for every job they do. Alas...”

After completing his speech, Yunsheng sighed deeply, and the old man had a bit of a seizure.

But he shook his head slightly three times during the week.

The smile on the corner of Square's mouth disappeared and his face changed.

Then he saw the magic fairy week suddenly turning around and bowing down to the crowd of feathers behind him.

“Everybody." The week was very calm, but revealed a resolve. His voice was not very loud, but it rang through everyone's ears.

"I'm sorry," he said. "There's only one magic week in the world, only one feather week, there's never going to be a slave week. Shame on you, I can't protect you anymore. Goodbye, everyone! ”

After that, he suddenly opened his wings.

The wings of the feathers are not as wide as the wings of the eagle, nor as thick and thin as the wings of the carving.

“In the middle of the week, why do you have to? Cut it out!” Too cloudy to be stunned, trying to stop.

But how could he have prevented a magic fairy from actively seeking death?

He pounded his wings in the middle of the week, flying!

He rushed into the sky and yelled, “I'm in the middle of the week! ”

“It's Yumen!! ”

“Do not be slaves!!! ”

At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on him.

He broke the treaty.

He stepped on the ground, was successfully calculated by the source, and became a slave to the source.

But the week didn't want to, actively defied.

The immortal-level murder plot on his body erupted and was so strong that he attacked the entire body of the week with irresistible anti-phagocytic injuries.

The slower you fly during the week, the harder it is for you to fly with your wings.

He was flying in the air, like an old man, walking in wood, legs and feet, but climbing a dangerous peak.

He was all over his body and crystallized quickly, quickly turning the whole person into a clear glass crystal.

His wings turned into crystal glass, and he couldn't fan any more.

But his eyes still looked up to the heavens, not looking at the square and the clouds, with endless courage and determination.

Then he slowly fell and fell to the ground.

During the fall, his entire body began to disintegrate.

First his head, then his chest, then his wings, then his abdomen, legs and feet.

Before he fell to the ground, he turned the whole human race into pieces of broken glass, trivial crystal chips.

Too white for the wind.

These pieces of crystal glass seem to have drifted with the wind, crumbled, drifted smaller and faded away into the air.

“During the week…” Mumbled in the mouth of the clouds, his eyes fainted.

“Sure... this guy.” Fang Yuan's face is iron and blue.

He did not resurrect the clouds during the Week. A slave who is not afraid of death and does not want to be a slave is worthless.

And the week was a magic fairy. To resurrect him, the fairy dollar was expensive.

Even if he were resurrected, there would be no magic on him, and his fairy tricks would be too white to be swallowed. Instead, let him die. Fairy tricks cannot absorb the air of the heavens and the earth, forming a fixed blessing, only extinction. Upon extinction, all traces of the body in the week of the fairy trick will be added to the White Bliss by themselves.

Zhou Zhong's death drove the entire feather people into silence.

The silence lasted only a moment, and suddenly the new feather King Yufei shouted out: “I don't want to be a slave. Guys, don't you see? The magicians of these two peoples, the demons, had planned to destroy us all. They will never let us go. Pick a new King of Wings. I'll follow Zhouzhong's ancestors first. Let's go first! ”

Talk, he'll kill you right now!

“Wang!” Yumin rioted, shouting and shouting.

“Not bad, there are no slave feathers in the world, only free feathers. ”

“Even if I die, I am free. ”

“There will never be a slave feather at the moment when the heart of confidence beats. ”

“Take our bodies as slaves. ”

The feathers either shout, or whistle, or groan, or mock. Zhou Zhong, Yufei's behavior, infected Yumen, they chose to commit suicide at this moment!

“Shit, don't stop them? Mortals, huh? Too Baiyunsheng, you can't afford to lose this fortune. Neither can I make them beg to die.” Fang Yuan coldly hummed.

But the clouds are too cloudy to move.

“Too Baiyunsheng, what are you doing?” The source turned back and suddenly shocked herself.

Seeing too white a cloud struggling with hesitation, he struggled with each other's source: “Fang Yuan, I have two voices in my head right now. A voice told me that reason should be used to domesticate these feathers as slaves. Another louder voice tells me, give up, these feathers are true feathers are not to be humiliated, even sympathy is an insult to them! ”

Speaking of which, tears appeared in the eyes of too many clouds!

“Damn it!” The shadow in the eyes of the source flashes away and is invisible.

The domestication of these feathers as slaves would also be very helpful for Fangyuan's West Desert programme. But at a critical moment, the clouds are so soft.

Fang Yuan couldn't help but yell: “Insufficient vertical and plotting!! ”

Spinning, he stretched out an odd arm and suddenly grabbed Too White Cloud's raw shoulder.

But it was something else: "That's it, White, you're right. These people are the true feathers of the Ancestors of Man. Do not hesitate, let them do righteousness for their freedom. ”

“Fang Yuan...” Too white clouds face slowed down, thankfully looked at the stiffness in front of the eyes, and was a little ashamed, “It is difficult to devise this plan for you, but ultimately because of me...”

Fang Yuan interrupted him: “Stop it. Everyone has their own insistence on it. I disagree, but understand. I will support you too. ”

“Fang Yuan!” The clouds swallowed and almost shed tears.

Fangyuan sighed: "Do you know why these two feather-minded fairies were set up? Oh, do you remember the wisdom I got from the Orient? ”

“You mean?” Too cloudy to stand still.

Source sentiment said: “The means of intelligence can't be prevented. Fortunately, the world's wisdom magic fairies have always been scarce. I now have a complete intellectual heritage, which I cannot fail to prevent. White, you survived the disaster, but please wait a moment and don't rush to the East Sea. I'm going to give you a couple of intellectual tools to deal with other wisdom magic fairies. ”

Too baiyunsheng said, very touched, saluted to Fangyuan: “Then thank you! ”

“Ha ha, it's all a family, why be thankful?” Fangyuan waved his hand, not expecting it, and his eyes turned to the ground.

Short-term kung fu, all the feathers on the ground killed themselves, and no one really survived!

The square source's face flashed a hint of motion.

Yu Dynasty wanted to die, reminding him of someone deep in his memory.

To be precise, he is also a feathered man.

When Fong Yuan was a mortal magician, as an assassin, he repeatedly assassinated Fong Yuan.

Know you better than your friends and are often your enemies.

Source remembers that in a difficult battle, he discovered the secrets of this powerful assassin who had repeatedly assassinated himself and haunted him. He is not an authentic people, but a feathered people!

“Are you Yumen? Both wings cut off? That's sad.” The source strikes with words.

“Oh, I cut off the wings myself.” The feather-member assassin laughed in disgrace, "you know why? ”

Square source slightly discolored: “Why? ”

“Ah, because the elders in Yumin Village always praise me, what a century-old Yumin genius, what the pillars of Yumin Village in the future, what a flight associate master or something. What a pain in the ass! The elders always warned me that I was a plumber and that I belonged to a village. I want to leave the village to see the world, not only did he persuade me, but even the entire village of Yu people stopped me. Hmm, I know they're afraid I'm going out, leaking the location of this village, attracting people to the slave hunting team. So, one day, I was so annoyed that I cut my wings off. And then on the same day, I killed all the feathers in the village.” Speaking of which, the feathered assassin's face showed a proud, slightly smiling voice.

“What?!” Square shocked.

Yu Min's assassin shrugged his shoulders regardless: “You've also seen The Ancestry of Man, Yu Min, all admire freedom. My heart of freedom is probably a dozen times more prosperous than the usual feathers. If the identity of the feathermen binds me, I will cut off my wings. From the village where I grew up, the villagers restrained me, so I killed them. Because in this world, no one can restrict my freedom. ”

Fang Yuan's face turned heavy and his heart rose with a twelve point alert. At that time, he had not gone into the magic. Then he shouted a curse: "You lunatic! ”

“Ha-ha-ha.” Featherman's assassin laughs, "thank you! ”

Then he said, "You and I are the same kind of people. ”

“Who the fuck are you?!” Fangyuan's young face appeared angry, yelling and slamming him hard.

PS: Sorry, I'm 20 minutes late for this chapter update. Actually, I got up at 6: 00 in the morning and it was already written, but all of a sudden, the "Ancestry of Man" inspired me, so I made a big change. "Ancestry of Man" is a myth of the different realms that I have created by myself, it is very difficult to come to inspire, so every time this happens, I treasure it very much. In the next chapter, there will be "Ancestry of Man", and I implore you to have more understanding and support. (Great activity of dropping pies in the sky, cool phone waiting for you! Follow ~ Chinese Official Account (WeChat Add Friends - Add Official Account - Enter qdread) and join now! Everyone has a prize. Follow the qdread WeChat account now!