Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

The surging river.

The boat drifted, drifting forward along the current.

On board.

The boy stood in front of a corpse, silent for several breaths, and looked at the rattle in his hand.

I saw a little blood stained on the rattle.

Lin Changfeng's stab just now was an effort to do his best, he didn't control his strength at all, and blood was splashing everywhere on the boat.

"I was saving the world, I never wanted to kill people first..."

The boy sighed and turned the rattle gently.

!

With the sound of drums, one after another phantom flew out from the corpse.

Eight killers.

They looked around in a daze, as if they hadn't understood the situation.

The boy did not give them time to react, and said softly: "Go!"

In an instant, a golden waterfall flew out from the rattle, volleyed in the air, and immediately wiped out the eight souls.

The golden waterfall flew back, spinning around the rattle.

The boy raised the rattle high in one hand, pinched a strange seal with the other hand, and patted it lightly on the boat.

Clouds are overgrown.

The boat rises from the river and disappears into the void like an afterimage.

——Floating in the sky, but intangible and intangible.

Nothing can be found anymore.

After the boy had done all this, he sat cross-legged on the boat board, adjusted his breath and rested.

A shadow suddenly appeared before him.

——Lin Changfeng.

The boy closed his eyes and said: "Just now, the laws of the world of heaven and earth have changed, and it seems that it has been changed by someone, so I don't think you should be reborn for the time being."

The void behind him retreated to both sides, revealing an infinite golden light.

"Your soul is temporarily saved by me. After I confirm that there is no problem, I will send you to reincarnation again, how about?" the boy asked.

Lin Changfeng nodded, turned and flew into the golden light.

...

In the deep passage.

The orange cat opened his eyes and looked at the rattle with a complex color on his face.

memory--

Sure enough, he found some memories.

But this memory is too short.

Where did you come from?Why is the innate saint as soon as he appears?

Where are the father and mother?

"——Follow the route I gave you, and you will remember everything."

The voice of the saint of wind and rain echoed in his ears.

Without hesitation, the orange cat took the rattle away and returned to the vertical wall.

It's a long story, but it only took a while to accept that memory.

To restore all memories one step earlier!

It opened its paws and dashed upward on the wall with all its strength, gradually turning into an orange shadow.

After tens of interest.

The orange cat crawled out of the passage.

I saw a coffin suspended in the air all around.

Silent and silent.

The orange cat stared at the coffins, leaped gently, and silently landed on one of the coffins.

——According to the arrangement of the saint of wind and rain, a fake corpse is sealed in this coffin, which is convenient for the orange cat to settle down without attracting any attention.

The orange cat couldn't help being lost in thought.

Lin Changfeng is probably the reincarnation of Zhang Yinghao.

but--

He didn't wait for reincarnation like Chihu, why didn't he reincarnate until around the time when he reappeared?

Did he keep his soul?

how can that be!

The orange cat discerned the direction while thinking.

Soon, it saw the mark.

——On the top of a black stone pillar, a statue of a unicorn stands upright.

The orange cat leaped slightly and landed on the head of the unicorn.

It thought for a while, stretched its tail down, and pressed it firmly in the Qilin's mouth.

Something seems to have been touched.

Ripples appeared in the space, and the orange cat disappeared directly from the spot.

It appeared in a small secret room.

I saw nothing else in this secret room, only a guqin.

Orange Cat looked at Guqin, and for some reason two figures appeared vaguely in his heart.

It couldn't help taking a few steps forward and gently pressed its paw on the piano.

In an instant, countless light and shadow images quickly emerged in memory like revolving lanterns.

...

On the banks of the big river.

The child took the boat and went on the road alone.

He passed through mountains, swamps, and wilderness, and finally approached a stream.

There are many waist-deep puddles in the stream, which hide some swimming fish, crabs and shrimps.

The child touched a fish and started a fire, recalling Lin Changfeng's barbecue technique, and grilled the fish.

A full meal.

After half a day.

The child stood on a cliff and looked into the distance.

On the distant hillside, crops can already be seen.

——It's almost a place with human population.

The child smiled.

He didn't see the slightest tiredness on his face, but his small body seemed a bit thicker and heavier.

If you look closely, you will find that in the surrounding void, from time to time there are bright or dark faint light spots flying in and submerged in his body.

——The origin of the entire prehistoric world continues to nourish him.

The child jumped off the cliff, fluttered down on a small path, and walked forward along the road.

At dawn, he saw a village.

The corner of the child's mouth raised a smile, and then slowly disappeared completely.

It's too quiet.

This place has been separated from the Buzhou Mountain area. Could it be possible that village slaughter will happen?

The child accelerated under his feet.

Soon.

He walked into the village.

There was no one in the village, and there was no trace of blood.

The child thought for a while, closed his eyes, and suddenly opened it again.

He stared around, his eyes kept moving, as if he was looking at something.

"Evil..."

The child's expression became serious.

He stared at the void, looked at it for a while, then suddenly walked into a certain village house along a path, went straight to the bedroom, and stood in front of a small bed to take a close look.

He stood there for a while, took a few steps forward, and removed the pillow on the bed.

I saw a small jade sign under the pillow.

The child picked up the jade medallion and took a look.

I saw a few small characters written on the jade card:

"Entry test, pass with a license."

The child sighed and murmured: "It's really unfortunate. If you hadn't been sick, you wouldn't have died here. You didn't even catch up with the entrance exam."

He received the jade medal and recalled the appearance of the other party, his figure gradually increased, and his appearance also changed slightly.

At this moment, he looked like a five-year-old boy.

After doing this, he walked out of the cottage and suddenly stunned in place.

I saw a dark shadow falling on the square in the village.

It was a fair-skinned, tall and thin boy.

The young man was covered with a black cloth and carried a long thing on his back.

The boy turned his head and saw Gu Qingshan and the jade medal in his hand.

"Are you not dead?" The boy was surprised.

The child hesitated: "Should I die?"

"No, of course you shouldn't die, I mean-how did you escape the evil spirits, after all, everyone in your village is dead." The boy said.

The child was silent for a moment, and then said: "I had a conflict with my family. I caught a fish in the stream. After eating it, I just returned and found that everyone was gone."

The boy thought: "The stream--that's a bit far away."

A slender girl turned out behind him and whispered: "I'll check it out."

"go with."

In a flash, the girl flew into the sky and headed towards the stream.

It didn't take long.

The girl flew back again, looking strangely: "There are indeed traces of grilled fish..."

"And then?" the boy asked.

"Obviously, I can't grill it. Although the meat is almost eaten, the fish's entrails are still inside and have not been cut out." The girl said.

The two exchanged a glance.

Such a thing really resembles what the five-year-old child in front of him did.

The boy's expression slowed down, took out a booklet, and said to the child: "Name?"

"Xia Sheng."

"age?"

"Five years old."

"—Well, I saw your name, come with us."

"where to?"

"You are qualified for the introductory test. I thought you were dead before, but now I find that you have escaped, so I naturally want to take you back."

"My family..."

"They are all dead, killed by the demon." The young man sighed.

The child was startled, and seemed to have no reaction.

The boy shook his head, just about to say something, but suddenly raised his head.

I saw the sky suddenly turned to pitch black.

The world seems to be different--

The surrounding villages all turned gray, the ground was covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and layers of mist continued to flow around the village.

"Evil!" The boy whispered.

He removed the black cloth behind him, turned the thing he was carrying, and placed it in front of him.

——It is a guqin.

The young man stretched out a hand and fiddled lightly on the guqin.

A clear sound of the piano emerged spontaneously.

In an instant, seven or eight afterimages flew out from behind him and spread out in all directions.

"Xia Sheng, don't be afraid, go and hide under the tree!"

The teenager told.