Five hundred and sixtieth chapters sleep for ten thousand years with a slap
Why are human emotions so stubborn?
After carefully sensing the location of the corpse, Koshihiko Bei led the newly acquired demon god's younger brother Mo Lihe towards the headquarters of the Ghost Killer Organization.
Koshihikari Kita had been to that place before, and he wanted to be stationed there to get the exact information about the food conference.
So for this, I really went deep into the underground of the Ghost Killer organization.
The sun shines on the long blood-colored hair of the girl from the first school, making the girl's originally lazy face look a little lonely.
She looked at the empty table and felt empty in her heart.
She must have forgotten someone, someone very important to her.
When she left the school after class, the girl was alone in the school in a daze, and she didn't notice it until a figure appeared beside her.
"This painting is for you. I think you need it more than I do."
Principal Meng returned to his original state, but when the girl took over the painting, he suddenly became confused. He stared at the water flower for a long time, always feeling that he had something to say, but he opened his mouth several times and didn't know what to say.
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In desperation, Principal Meng left.
But even if he forgot Koshimitsu Kita, the old man was not as decadent as before, because there was always a voice in his heart telling him not to worry. Sooner or later, if he forgot, he would remember it and his life would get better and better.
Staring at the young man in the painting, Shui Shuihua's brain was buzzing. The young man in his dreams and memories these past few days began to match the young man in front of him quickly.
"Is that you? Yuan Chen."
Fragments of memory bloom like flowers and fill the sky with pollen, spreading across the infinite starry sky.
Under the same starry sky, two teenagers walked through the wild forest.
"Brother Xiao Bei, why don't we take a rest?" Mo Lihe was covered in blood and in a miserable state.
Koshimitsu Bei looked back, then smiled and said, "Just in time, I'm hungry too."
After resting for a while, the wounds scratched by the thorns of death around Mo Lihe recovered as before.
"Then I'll go find something to eat now." Mo Lihe felt his whole body trembling, which was a kind of fear that came from the depths of his bones.
Obviously among the crowds in the city, the young man in front of him still has all kinds of human emotions, and his smile is very gentle and elegant.
He even allowed himself to call him Brother Xiaobei.
But when entering the uninhabited wilderness, Koshikobei's human aura began to fade rapidly.
It felt like the person in front of me was just a beast in human skin.
"Why are you so stunned? Aren't you talking about getting something to eat?" Koshihiko Bei was covered in dust, like a god about to ascend to transcendence.
"I... will go now." Mo Lihe endured the pain and walked to a certain place. He remembered that there was a valley over there.
Koshimitsu Kita sat in the thorns of death, like a prisoner.
But if you look carefully, you will find that the death thorns are alive. They are very scary and will attack any living thing that comes close.
At their roots, there are countless bones buried.
"Why are you standing there? Find me something to eat, or I will eat you all."
Deaththorn struggled for a moment, and finally succumbed to Koshimitsu Bei's intimidation and went to look for food.
After a short while, a crying figure was dragged over.
That's the hunter who makes a living around here.
This group of hunters knows that there are terrible things like death thorns nearby, but they also understand that places where others dare not come will be extremely dangerous, but danger will also be accompanied by opportunities.
There is a demon fruit within five steps of the thorn of death. It is said that if you eat this fruit, mortals can practice Dharma and gain long life.
Ordinary people have many side effects after taking demon fruit.
For example, one can only practice demonic methods and is not tolerated by the righteous way; for example, one's temperament may change greatly; for example, one may become neither a human nor a demon and cannot integrate into the human world; for example, one may become addicted after eating it once and cannot stop eating it.
"Help, help me! I am a human being, we are the same kind, please help me."
Koshimitsu Bei stared at the fruits in the hunter's hand and said, "Give them all to me and I will save you."
"No, no, no, no, I worked hard to get this, how can I give it to you?"
When the hunter saw that the thorns of death were gone, he stood up and ran away in the other direction.
He took out a bag of white ash and sprinkled it on himself, and then fled decisively. Not to mention, with the white ash covering his body, the group of death thorn trees no longer stalked the hunter.
Koshimitsu Kita was not interested in humans at first. Although he was somewhat interested in the fruit, he could not snatch it by force, so the young man did not pursue it.
Instead, he stared at the thorns of death in a daze.
The entire Death Thorn Forest began to tremble, and being stared at by Koshi Koshibei was like falling into endless darkness. It was a kind of torture that coexisted with the despair of the physical body unable to struggle and the pain of spiritual annihilation.
It was almost unbearable to be surrounded by death thorns. They were shaking uneasily, hoping that this scary boy would issue an order as soon as possible and stop wasting so much time.
"I'm hungry. I want food, not humans." If these words were heard in the outside world, Yue Guangbei would have been invited to the Yamen for tea.
After a while, Mo Lihe didn't come back. Although Yue Guangbei wasn't worried, he was already so hungry that he couldn't stand upright.
Koshimitsu Kita directly found the Death Thorn King, then grabbed the thorn branch and put it into his mouth.
Click——
Amidst the sound of chewing, the entire thorn forest trembled.
The outermost layer of death thorns withered directly. The hunter who had just escaped was frightened when he saw this scene and ran away immediately. He thought the legend had become true.
Hunters active in this generation know a local legend.
"Grandpa, someone new is here. Please tell us about the legend about the black thorn."
A young man stood awkwardly behind a group of children. In front of the older child who spoke was not a person, but an old jujube tree with a crooked neck.
Zao Shu, who was snoring, was shaken all over. He was kicked awake by the big boy. Not to mention, the big boy's legs were so strong that Zao Shu almost straightened his back.
"Hey! What little brat disturbed my sleep again! I'm already dead. It's useless to kick me anymore, I'm such an old waist."
"Grandpa, we don't want your sour fruit, we want to hear the legend of the black thorn."
A branch dropped down and hit the big boy on the head: "You brat, whose fruit is so sour? I think I raised a whole village of you back then, and the ancestors of your village wiped away their tears and said
It’s delicious.”
"I heard from my father that it was Grandpa who forced our ancestors to eat. It is said that our ancestors could not vomit even though they were crying sorely, otherwise you would not take them in."
"Stop talking, I'll tell you the story of the Black Thorn."
Even the dying jujube tree spirit doesn't want others to expose her.
"Latecomers, you should have realized the horror of the black thorn. Now I will tell you the legend about the black thorn."
Mo Lihe listened very carefully, because he was the latecomer mentioned by Zao Shujing, and this was the Dawn Valley, the only safe zone in the Black Thorn.
Under the narration of the jujube tree spirit, a story of ups and downs appeared in front of the newcomers like a cocoon.
What surprised the young man was that this story was actually related to a more powerful existence.
According to the tone of the jujube tree spirit, that is, "A young man in white with divine patterns casually suppressed a murderous ancient demon, eliminated harm to the world, and destroyed enemies for living beings. However, this ancient demon was extremely powerful, and the remaining demons were scattered around the world."
The demonic power outside the body turned into demonic fruit and wreaked havoc on the world, and the demonic blood spouted out turned into the black thorns that cannot be eradicated.
However, Mo Lihe always felt that this jujube tree spirit was lying, for no other reason than that he was too talkative when introducing himself.
"That being covered the sky with one hand and sealed the arrogant ancient demon with a flip of his hand. And I was transformed from the divine jujube seeds that that being spat out. It is precisely because of my existence that I brought dawn to the valley.
Even though tens of thousands of years have passed, the seal is still not loose."
Koshimitsu Bei stared at the little boy in front of him who was covering his arms and crying out in pain. He stared at the little boy until his whole body went crazy.
"You... are so brave to look at me like that. I'm a wild beast. If you keep staring at me like that, I'll eat you." The little boy's bared teeth are really cute, but he is really about to die.
Crying, it took him a hundred thousand years to finally wake up from Shi Yuan's casual blow, but it still takes time for him to fully recover.
But the familiar teeth marks and pain directly stimulated the little boy, and he suddenly woke up as if he had had a nightmare.
The most terrifying thing was that the moment he woke up, he saw a boy who was different from Shi Yuan but had a similar aura.
Moreover, this young man has the same emotionless eyes as Shi Yuan.
"What's your relationship with Shi Yuan?"
"You know me."
The little boy turned pale for a moment and fainted. This was the last outcome he wanted to see. He wouldn't even have nightmares like this.
I thought about how he was so powerful back then, but he was suddenly pulled down from the air by Shi Yuan, who then directly asked for a piece of his meat.
He was so arrogant at that time, how could he agree.
Then Shi Yuan gave him a cordial education and talked to him about the truth all day and night.
By the way, Shi Yuan was still very naive at that time, not as impetuous and scary as he is now.
Even if he is taught a lesson in violence, he will never give in. He is just so stubborn.
At that time, Shi Yuan was completely restricted by balanced exchange. He did not understand the principles of forced buying and selling, so he could only slap this ignorant ancient chaos into the ground.
Later, Shi Yuan randomly picked a jujube from an ordinary tree and ate it. As a result, his teeth almost became sore and he vomited immediately.
Zao Shujing was very proud, very proud, and excited that he had such a responsibility.
"Latercomers, do you understand?"
"Actually, I just want to ask you if there is any food nearby?" After listening to a lot of nonsense, Mo Lihe felt that if he went back this time, he would probably be beaten.
"After thousands of years of trying, we have figured out how to grow food here. Because outside hunters have also figured out how to get in and out, we are doing more and more trade with the outside world. Now we have whole grains, chickens and ducks.
We have all the fish, big brother, what do you want to give in exchange?"
The big boy turned around and showed a bright smile: "Are you going to sacrifice your life like the hunter who left just now?"
The hunter, who had just wanted to report back to the headquarters, suddenly felt a weight all over his body, his eyelids gradually drooped, and his whole body looked dozens of years older.
With a plop, the old hunter fell to the ground and passed away peacefully.