The dandelion-like grassland was filled with emotion, looking at the smaller and smaller world under your feet.

Some people came to this world early and then woke up their souls, such as the two kings in the golden tent and the jade tent of the grassland, and the two high priests in the grassland.

Some people have spent hundreds of years in this secret world, while others have spent decades.

For their physical bodies, it's only a few years.

Over the past few hundred years, everything seemed like a different world, and they gradually got used to everything here.

There is no peerless powerful man who burns mountains, boils seas, skys, and earths without the great magic power of thousands of miles in a flash, every flower and a world.

But it seems that there is a long-lost peace here.

Maybe the world is smaller, so there will be less struggles.

They live in the grasslands, living a beautiful life with blue sky and white clouds, colorful tents and colorful flags floating.

Now that I am leaving, I suddenly feel a little reluctant.

They saw their former home, surrounded by a milky white mist, and they could still see colorful spots, which were their lottery accounts.

Someone cried out loud.

Most of these people are native to this world, but are only affiliated with the grassland royal court.

They were alive and were about to leave.

But there are still many tribesmen who have not gained life and will die in the destruction of the world.

The grassland is different from Daxia. Daxia is full of holes, with mountains and rivers shattering and bleeding. The grassland is like a piece of milk candy placed in the blood-red and black north of Daxia.

Many tribe members on the grassland are also abandoned people.

Maybe I am still fantasizing that one day, I will welcome the other tribe members who will defeat Daxia and win the battle.

But everything is about to collapse.

Mu Qianqian still punched the hillside with one punch, and she couldn't describe the irritability in her heart.

She met Zhao Wujiang, who was gentle and kind like her father back then.

Seeing Zhao Wujiang being raped by a poisonous plan and watching Zhao Wujiang die proudly, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She is a poisonous woman, and she murders people like a numbness. She has never seen anyone.

But when someone died so calmly and laughed, and chose to sacrifice himself for more vitality to the people, Mu Qianqian was panicked and didn't know how to deal with it.

She felt that she had changed, but she shouldn't have changed. Ruthlessness means ruthlessness, bad people are bad people, and she would never do anything good.

She wants the world to feel the despair and helplessness she has felt!

Fortunately, Zhao Wujiang is dead!

There was an indescribable sense of sadness and a hint of gratitude in her heart.

Zhao Wujiang died, and the man who could affect her mind finally died.

very nice.

She, Mu Qianqian, is still that Mu Qianqian, and will become the female supreme person on the COVID-19 side in the future, making everyone surrender.

But she was still irritable.

She punched the little toad again.

The little toad croaked and she punched.

She seemed to have finally found the source of her irritability, not because of Zhao Wujiang, but because the little toad's screams were so ugly that she was very annoyed.

The clay Buddha Yue Bufan stood on the pile of rocks in the ruins, constantly fiddling with Buddhist beads in his hands, looking at the people he promised.

With a wave of his hand, these common people began to hang in the air.

He was wondering, what kind of magic should he use?

Every time you bring one more person, it is a consumption for him.

He has refined the luck, flesh and blood, etc., so are these people still valuable?

It seems that there is no such thing. Why did the deity take them out? Yue Bufan smiled faintly.

But people have to make a promise, right?

Yue Bufan thought to himself again.

Looking at the grassland royal people floating farther and farther away in the sky, about to leave this world, and the toads that gradually turned into smaller ones, Yue Bufan's mouth gradually smiled.

If you kill all these people, won’t no one knows that I have betrayed my promise?

Besides, I didn’t make a vow, why should I restrain myself with empty words?

The more Yue Bufan thought about it, the more he felt right. He looked at it with different expressions. Many of the people with hope were full of hope, and he murmured softly:
Chapter completed!