Original God, looking for the heart

So dark...so cold...

It was like being dipped in formalin.

The wanderer opened his eyes and found himself in a void. The ground beneath my feet seemed to be fairly hard, but was covered with a thin layer of water, so it was always crisp when I walked on it.

"Da da"…

Something slipped quietly through the void.

There seems to be a wall in front of it, which is dark with a little bit of white.

Wanderer's heart tightened.

At this moment, he seemed not to even feel the pain, and just wanted to move forward as soon as possible.

Until a tentacle stabbed down from top to bottom, and the sharp edge almost pierced the Wanderer again.

There are only zero and countless tentacles that are stimulated. Suddenly, these disgusting guys attacked again.

"Stupid dragon, where's your ability to freeze time!"

"This is the kid's spiritual world. If I freeze him and lose his response, you will never wake him up even if you spend your whole life." Zhu Yue's voice echoed in the space, and turned to warn the wanderer, "In You have no arrogance in front of me." (You have no arrogance in front of me)

Indeed, even entering this space relied on Zhu Yue's ability. As long as this dragon wanted to, he could even give up Mo Bei and join forces with Chaos.

The tentacles are like layers of waves. They were blocked between the two of them, and the wanderer couldn't even pry through any cracks about Mo Bei.

"I have prepared countermeasures." Three teleportation channels appeared behind the wanderer.

Someone walked out of it.

One of them was wearing a hunting suit with purple flowers on a white background, holding a forging hammer in his hand. The wanderer recognized that it was the self at the beginning and the happiest self. But Qingqi still hadn't figured out the current situation, and looked around curiously like a newborn.

If Qingqi is an angel, then he, who was once called the "Black Lord" by people, is a ghost wandering in the world. A casually woven coir rain hat and a black background with red edges are more suitable for hiding in the darkness. Every step the black master takes will be accompanied by a crisp ringtone, making each step as thrilling as flowers.

The last one has lost his dark disguise. The concealment of purple and black must be combined with the flamboyant red. His clothes are the most gorgeous among the four, but Wanderer knows that he is also the most difficult to restrain.

Qingqi blinked and put his hands on his chest. This posture is as pitiful as a rabbit: "Where is this...where is Niwa...?"

"He won't come to save you." The skirmisher passed by the two of them and appeared in front of Qingqi. His aura made Qingqi feel nervous.

"You mean Niyu..." Before he could finish his words, the skirmisher grabbed the opponent's neck with one hand. Qingqi was obviously frightened. Although this action did not pose much threat to him, his intuition seemed to say that this person seemed to dislike him very much...

"I'm sorry to make you..."

"Don't mention that traitor's name in front of me!"

The Qinqi man cowered, and he didn't even dare to resist. Niwa said that if you make a mistake, you will be punished.

The wanderer was very dissatisfied, why did Zhu Yue bring him. But this farce should end, and he still wanted to rescue Mo Bei.

A wind blade struck, and the skirmishers immediately threw Qingqi out. Qingqi was caught by the black master on the side, who smiled and asked him to watch the show together.

"There are really a lot of bugs here." The skirmisher raised his hand, but was unable to resist the movement of the wanderer. Before he could react, he was knocked down by the opponent.

This is the benefit of knowing your opponent.

Although it's a bit annoying, it's still me. The Wanderer suppressed the elemental power to a minimum and almost fought with the skirmishers with his bare hands. The skirmishers think that they are underestimated by the opponent, so if they use elemental power again, they will be laughed at by the opponent.

For a moment, the two struggled with each other.

On Qingqi's side, although he had the black master's advice, he knew from the bottom of his heart that fighting was not good.

A Qingqi person was inserted between the two of them. Qingqi separated them with a push of his hands, even causing them to fall to the ground.

"Hey, I'm sorry!" He looked confused, "But fighting is not good."

The wanderers and skirmishers stared at each other.

Tentacles fell from the sky and whipped down hard. The Qingqi who stood in the center panicked, and San and Liu quickly used their elemental power to attack.

"boom"

The tentacles were still smashed down.

But the Qingqi one was safe and sound.

The tentacles trembled with force but could not move even a little bit. In panic, Qingqi raised his forging hammer and struck it.

"boom"

The tentacles quickly retracted into the shadows.

They have all forgotten that they once had unusual power even if they could not drive the elements. At that time, he had a "legend" as a hammer hound.

"Heh, you brought me to this hellish place and you don't want to explain the situation?"

Liu: "Aren't you a wise and brave executive? Can't you get your answer by solving these things?"

The skirmisher was displeased: "Wait until I take care of these things, and then - I'll tear your mouth apart."

There was a thunderstorm ahead. When he came back to his senses, the skirmishers had disappeared.

The Wanderer walked up to Qingqi and helped him up.

The curious man smiled back: "Thank you. What should I call you?"

"The Wanderer - also the future you."

"Eh-" Little Qingqi, big doubt.

The Black Lord also came over: "Oh no, no wonder you are so similar to me. Then why did you call us here in the future?"

"The matter is related to Mo Bei."

The curious person's eyes lit up: "Are you living with me in Mobei, where you are treading the sand?"

The black master also became interested: "I haven't seen him for a while."

(Note: "Black Lord" refers to the period when Qingqi Zhe and Mo Bei made an agreement to search for "heart" in Daozhu. After experiencing the destruction of the village, the walking image of Qingqi Zhe became the Black Lord. Qingqi Zhe I will only wear the clothes when I go to see Mo Bei)

It's better to communicate with them than with stragglers. The wanderer briefly described the current situation. As for what happened before, he would talk about it later when he has the opportunity.

"Remember, no matter Niwa or Mobei, they will always be family."

The Qingqi nodded happily, but the Black Master looked thoughtful.

"Forever family~!" Qingqi was more excited than anyone else. He opened his arms and hugged the three of them tightly.

When the Qinqi was happy, the Black Lord and the Wanderer looked at each other.

The wanderer saw the gloom in the black master's heart, and he nodded, showing a reassuring smile.

On the other side, the skirmishers have gained the upper hand in the battle. A tentacle soaked in lightning struck him.

"Yeah, it's just to this extent..." He wiped the scars on his face and stared at the group of monsters fiercely.

The wind blade strikes and cuts off these tentacles. The Qingqi raised his forging hammer and hit the tentacles, causing them to shrink back into the shadows in pain. The sharp edge reflected the thunder and the ringing sound was clear as the long sword cut off the monster.

The skirmisher sat on the ground, and the wanderer reached out to him: "Oh, I almost forgot about you."

But the skirmisher refused to accept the offer: "Do I look like I need your help?"

The wanderer didn't want to hear more from him, so he pulled him up without waiting for his consent: "Let's go. Mo Bei is still waiting for us."

The guy who betrayed him just like Niwa!

"Ha..." The skirmisher sneered.

There are some things that he can finally solve——

……