Versatile Mage

The dragon deer in the Holy Mansion seemed to feel threatened and began to walk anxiously on the dome.

On her back, Qin Yuer can already see the empty figure. Despite the huge change, she can still see the feeling she is familiar with from it...

It was this face, just as she had just woken up from the ice marks, she saw a half-man half demon's face sparsely. She was convinced that she had read it correctly, and she would return to Tianshan, which is exactly what she hoped to be confirmed!

Unfortunately, once again, it is not in the deserted mountains, but in the boiling holy city of this man.

The living and the dead are fine. How can Qin Yuer care?

People?

From birth to the present day, man has brought her nothing but indifference.

She didn't care what the emptiness was, she just wanted to see him again. The world was huge and full of cold ice and snow. Only when he stared at himself could his eyes have a slight flame of warmth.

Sometimes people are so humble, just as deep in the abyss they can look up and see a little bit of light, so they can climb to the bright spot.

This is what Qin Yuer is like. She just wants to climb to the temperate eye, nothing else is needed.

What did you do wrong?

The means of emptying is cruel. He will stop all those in front of him from killing him. Many times emptying reveals a resentful and hateful appearance, which is fear of being seen by Qin Yuer.

But in fact, Qin Yuer really wanted to hold him tightly and tell him that it wasn't really what he thought, please don't hurt yourself anymore.

……

After the evil dragon, the holy city has become a dark cave. The magnificent city of Al-Quds Al-Sharif not so long ago had a sacred atmosphere, as if a prison had been escorted inside by those awaiting execution, and now all the Al-Quds Al-Sharif magicians had retreated to the vicinity of the Holy House, where they had changed from hunters to caged animals and had been able to defend only what they thought was safe.

The dark ocean leaves the Holy City with only the island of the Holy Mansion. Michal's Qing Yu is the only power that can still fight the Dead Emperor in the face. The Holy Yu illuminates the whole night from time to time, making people feel that the dawn is about to come, victory and evil is about to be won, but in the next round, the monstrous evil air rolls over, painting the sky back into the dark.

There are also countless painful faces on the black sky, roaring like thunder, denouncing the living on the ground.

Their accumulation of resentment lasted hundreds of years, thousands of years, how many years did the people on earth live? That resentment and pain will be engraved in the hearts of everyone who feared them, so everyone has to taste the tragic experiences of these unjust souls!

“Do you know what it's like to die??” Step empty-handed onto the steps of the Holy Mansion.

Michal, in his generous words, inspired every magician of Al-Quds Al-Sharif and fought resolutely, but slashed his nose at what he said.

“Death in battle, millennium glory? ”

“After decades of living in haste, the ghosts of the millennium are still in jealous pursuit of vengeance. Do you know why? ”

The emptiness took a large step, and those eyes looked at the magicians of Al-Quds Al-Sharif with great deterrence.

“Death is but a brief fear and instantaneous pain. Whatever you become after death, that little glory that pleases you is insignificant compared to the suffering of hell. Your descendants may treat you as honorable forefathers, but you know for yourselves that if we give you another chance, you will not trade death for that pathetic and sad glory. It is truly wonderful to live, and the pain of death will be as long as a thousand years!! ”

The sound of emptying into everyone's ears is the advice of a dead emperor!

Happy times are always very short and painful years will be unparalleled.

Years before the emptiness, in fact, is longer than he says.

Those who claim to be saints, who have never been to the kingdom of death, nor experienced the true taste of the living dead, are now emptied out to give the living a little experience of the suffering of the dead.

In the night, millions of painful ghosts represent millions of sorrows, bitterness, sadness, anger, hatred in the world… those painful ghosts will take their seats and choose the people they feel like they are experiencing and let them feel their pain as if they were in a dream.

Everyone has a painful, heartfelt experience in their lives. This experience will be recounted in everyone's consciousness under the cloud of ghosts...

Unfortunately, this so-called most tragic experience, everyone is reluctant to unravel the scar of heart when it becomes a ghost, but it will accompany the tomb pillow day and night, people need to sleep, you can forget some painful past, the sleep of the dead spirit is to go through the tragedy again for a long time!

A day, two days, a year, two years, a century, two centuries, a thousand, two thousand… will not stop!

So today we chose glory to die, that sad glory, that glorious ancestor, is it really worth it?

The emptiness continues to trample the steps of the Holy Mansion, not only to beat Michal, one of the strongest men in power, but also to trample at his feet his conviction of immutability.

The people who will respect the people who will sacrifice their lives are the ones who have nothing to do with you. People who really care about you, just want you to live well, your death, infinite pain for them...

There's nothing more respectful than living well!

If there's still a choice to make, I want to be a coward.

He just wanted to be a man who kept his word, someone was waiting for him, and he went to the appointment himself, and she liked her eyes, and she guarded her with a lifetime of gaze.

Not like now!!

Not like now!!

Not like this now-nothing ghost!!

Memories are painful, meeting is painful, do not experience the heart beating when the fourth eye docked in the year, let alone the temperature of interdependence, let alone the deep heat of love touch!!!

He appeared in the Holy City, not a hero in the clouds. I am a powerful ghost, a wrongful soul, but someone who is haunted by my life's misgivings, but an ugly vengeance...

If you were alive, if you were alive, nothing would be like this.

Stupid people!

He has no idea how jealous he is of these people alive.

It's really hard to suppress, don't let him kill all the living people in the world.