In some ways, history is always surprisingly similar.

For example, the game between men and women, the surrounding environment, the inevitability of love steps, holding hands is kissing, and kissing is a small hotel or a small wood... This makes many loves look similar.

For example, social change is always accompanied by war, and is remembered by future generations.

In this battle on the eve of the change, the conflict between humans and demons that have been hidden has been directly placed on the surface.

The goddess who controls thunder and lightning, the demon-removing masters running on the streets, fighting against strange monsters, and the most impactful giant moths.

Modern warfare and the mission of demon-eliminators are united...

The fate of ordinary people is linked to the fate of demon-eliminators...

A sense of mission and collective honor may be because I have been tired of this boring society and suddenly opened the freshness of the new world, causing humans of all skin colors to throbbing again in every corner of the earth.

At the same time, riots are everywhere, and sacrifice is an indispensable color for every change.

Bright red.

From early morning to morning, the battle finally came to an end.

I believe that at this time more than half of humans were watching the corner of the Color City, and after the war, the Color City, which would not know what fate would be, would inevitably remain in human history.

There, the remaining demon army had been beaten into pieces. Without subsequent support, these demon army was powerless to restore the sky and could only wait for the fate of being surrounded and slaughtered.

The focus is on the battlefield where Song Shijing is located, the huge moth that has been suppressed is already struggling to death.

It fell down, twitching, and the light and shadow on its body turned in a circle. It seemed that next was a huge explosion, just like what often appears in the comic plot, the villain boss exploded unknownly.

The demon-removing masters who had been fighting immediately retreated in all directions, which seemed to prove the great possibility of this view.

Therefore, the perspective was locked on the huge moth and finally moved away from the human Song Shijing.

Xiao Song is probably going to become famous, and he is with Wen Yu, the head of the Wen family.

Song Shijing landed on the roof of a tall building, and the mountain masters of Kunwu Mountain and the old uncles also landed here from the air. These old men all smiled kindly at Song Shijing, obviously to establish a good relationship with the future mountain master.

"Grandpa." Song Shijing shouted in a low voice, her expression of joy and anger, but her voice was full of fatigue and depression.

"When this battle is over, you can rest for a while," said the Lord of Kunwu Mountain with a smile, as if he didn't feel much about the fire that was still spreading around him and the difficult situation in front of him.

Song Shijing: "Yes."

"Don't be stressed," the Lord of Kunwu Mountain looked at the flames, "The sins should be borne by our older generation, and the future belongs to you. Your spiritual power has been awakened and your strength has reached the point where you can convince the public. After I go back, I will ask the Council Hall to nominate you as the candidate for the next generation of Lords."

Song Shijing shook her head and wanted to refuse directly, but she didn't know what she could say.

Fire lights appeared in the sky, which were dense groups of shells and the tail line pulled out by missiles. Once again, the firepower coverage appeared, and it seemed that this huge moth could be sent back to the west.

Some experts and scholars have conducted interviews on TV programs to explore the internal structure of this moth and study what species the monster is.

Of course there are no research results.

During the intensive bombing, the ground was falling, and humans were fortunate to see in all aspects how terrible the conventional combat forces of modern armies are.

The smoke and dust rolled, the cannon fire roared, and almost all the clouds in the sky were shaken away.

But there was an inexplicable suffocation in the air.

Song Shijing also noticed something was wrong, and the Lord of Kunwu Mountain whispered a few words with several old men, slowly took off to strengthen the formation in the sky.

"Grandpa..."

The Lord of Kunwu Mountain lowered his head and showed a kind smile, "If you encounter danger later, don't move forward. You still don't have a thorough grasp of power, and you can easily hurt others by mistake."

This reason is simply no longer obvious. It is clear that Song Shijing is to hide behind. If there is any change in the battle situation, Song Shijing, the pillar of the future, is even more important.

No future is the most desperate thing for mankind.

Buzz!

A wave of air suddenly rose from the bombing site of smoke and dust. The rolling air wave pushed away the smoke and dust, swept away the clouds, and let a ray of sunlight shine down from the sky.

The sun is getting more and more, and gradually becomes a pillar of light.

"Hmmm~"

A gentle humming sound came from the smoke and dust. The sound was gentle and elegant, and it appeared strangely in the ears of humans within a range of ten miles.

On the edge of this range, the crying children stopped crying, and the frightened adults turned their heads to look at the city they had just left.

That pillar of sunshine is so dazzling.

In the sunlight column, the "elves" who were humming a song slowly rose.

The TV screen was immediately locked on the blue elf.

A long blue hair in a waterfall, snow-white and delicate skin, a slender and hot but perfect figure, and the four colorful wings behind it...

Fairy?

Is the God of Spring in Nordic mythology? His light body, light tune, he lowered his head and fiddled with his gauze dress on his body, but he didn't know how visually exciting this pair of male creatures was...

Enemies?

Is this the moth just now?

Is this... a demon?

"Hmm~"

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Sister Yu suddenly shouted, and her figure flew up like a cannonball, rushing straight to the beautiful and enchanting figure that slowly rose up.

At this moment, time seems to be slowing down.

Crack, sizzle...

Mu Qian opened a bottle of Sprite, closed the refrigerator door, and turned around and walked towards the sofa.

The little spirit there has basically lost his verbal skills and can only shout words such as "Wow" and "So beautiful".

In my heart, Zheng Lin, who had just recovered her consciousness, was communicating with Mu Qian.

‘Master, I have felt countless human thoughts before and experienced tens of thousands of different lives…Is this the essence of human beings?’

Mu Qian: ‘What is the nature of humanity you understand?’

‘Greed, selfish, and would rather destroy the world in order to survive. Most individuals do not have the spirit or idea of ​​sacrificing themselves.’

Mu Qian smiled in his heart and drank Sprite, "This is the essence of life, not the essence of human beings. Starting from a single-celled organism, the law that life activities require energy support has been written down. This is the most basic nature of life."

‘Master, did I destroy so many people?’

‘Well, it’s you.’ Mu Qian didn’t find a reason for her, just said casually.

Zheng Lin was silent for a while.

‘Do I need to defeat them? Master.’

‘Look for an opportunity to leave. I have something else to leave for you. The main plane of human beings is no longer suitable for you.’ Mu Qian sighed, ‘Congratulations, I have survived this disaster.’

‘Deprived so many human lives, or destroyed the entire capital of color, and destroyed my sister’s life with her own hands…’ Zheng Lin murmured, ‘Why, I don’t have any blame in my heart?’

Mu Qian: ‘This is the nature of a demon.’

‘Master, I’ll get out first.’ Zheng Lin said respectfully and then the news was cut off.

But Mu Qian could see what she was doing on TV.

Sister Yu turned into a steel shell and rushed forward directly. The wings behind Zheng Lin flashed gently, carrying a colorful light belt, ignored Sister Yu and rushed directly towards the huge array map.

The light songs are still echoing, and countless humans stare at this scene:

Humming a song, lightly speaking, this cute elf who flew out of the smoke of war, smashed a corner of the picture with one punch, and his figure rushed into the sky strangely.

An old man from Kunwu Mountain shouted angrily: "Don't think of leaving!"

But than shouting, Song Shijing's movements were more direct, turning into lightning and slashing horizontally, instantly chasing the beautiful back of the elf.

Demons, all deserve to die!

Song Shijing's eyes were full of hatred.
Chapter completed!