Three Good Salary Kings Stand on the Ark

"The black sun appeared."

Lao Li subconsciously reached out and touched the jade pendant around his waist, and the sticky feeling seemed to come from his neck again.

"The black sun appeared, the black dragon fell, and then I saw flames."

"White flames flow like a river. Wherever they touch, the abyss recedes, life returns, the dead breathe again, broken limbs heal again, and tall buildings stand among the ruins. There is no doubt that That's a miracle."

Lao Li's voice was not loud, but it was deafening. His voice was a bit dull, but those deeds were shocking.

"That day seemed to be erased from the calendar. Everyone's memories of that day disappeared. I was the only one who survived with this jade pendant. Is it unfortunate or fortunate?"

Everyone was horrified, and now they looked at Ashes who was fighting fiercely with Sui Xiang, and they felt a little more awe.

Even life and death can be reversed, what kind of nonsense is this?

It was only at this moment that Taihe remembered Jing Zhe's previous proposal after returning from Rhodes Island, and it was probably not nonsense.

Chapter 682 Who am I?

The pale plain has been torn and healed countless times. The two rings of sun-circling light in the dim sky became brighter, and a faint dark red began to splash on the sky.

Ashes jumped high, like a shooting star rising from the ground, looking up at the sky from the ground, one could just see his figure in the middle of the dark sun.

Holding the spiral sword in both hands, the red cross star exploded in the sky, even covering the vertical flow around the sun.

He fell from the sky, blasting Sui Xiang, who was about to get up from the ground to fight back, into the soil again, the spiral sword pierced into the center of its dragon head impartially, Ashes faced the ferocious face directly, but his eyes penetrated the flesh , pointing directly at the soul in the huge body.

"Don't you want to wake up yet?"

The strength in his hand increased again, the spiral sword pierced deeply into the dragon's head, and the fire mist on the sword also rose suddenly, and Sui Xiang let out a trembling whine, as if he had sensed something.

"No matter how beautiful the dream is, one should not indulge in it, let alone such a broken dream."

Ashes still pressed the spiral sword with one hand, nailing the age in place, and replaced the hand with the dark hand, stretched out the palm, and touched the hot scales with the fingertips, with a little force, the palm pierced through. Through the skin and flesh, move forward to the depths.

Breaking through all kinds of mixed and chaotic consciousness in Sui Xiang's body, Ashes caressed in it, searching for the poet who was addicted to the dream and refused to wake up.

"It's time to wake up from this big dream."

Ashes leaned over slightly, and the dark hand suddenly probed into the depths of the soul, grabbing something.

Slender, slightly cool, and a little slippery, he squeezed slightly, knowing that he had grabbed her.

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Surrounded by rough stone clusters, Ling was in a bunker at this time, and the darkness in it made people feel a little breathless.

But Ling didn't have time to take care of that, a tall body in front of her was swinging a long sword and slashing, if she accidentally touched it, it would be enough to cut off half of her body.

Ashes was also not far from her, and the two of them were in a hard fight right now.

The person who attacked her and Ashes was quite tall, close to three meters tall. From the skeleton, it could be seen that he was majestic, but his figure was quite shriveled for some reason.

Gray hair, gray beard, he wears a crown, but his face is as ferocious as a burnt mummy.

King Wuxin, Ge Wen, guarded the original stove, the great king who opened up the era of fire with one hand, and was also the first hero who threw himself into the stove and turned it into firewood.

But now it has become so shriveled, the splendor and heroism of a long time ago disappeared, replaced by a body bound by the mission of spreading fire.

He guards in the primordial furnace, waiting for the arrival of the chosen undead, and fights with them in order to test their qualifications.

Ling and Huihui went through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and finally came to Ge Wen. As long as they stepped over his corpse, they could become King Xin.

But even though the glory is gone, even though he is disabled, Ge Wen is still strong.

Swords and swords can't shake the terrifying tenacity of his movements, his own extremely high attack desire and attack speed, the huge sword burning with flames is enough to kill if it is scratched even a little bit, and he is proficient in throwing, kicking, and hand-to-hand combat, a miracle of magic It is easy to catch.

When he unleashes a sea of ​​flames and casts thunderbolts, it really makes people despair.

Sun King, Gwen, Wuxin King, Gwen, he is like the last bastion, blocking the existence of all powers that are not enough to bear the world, he predicted the coming of darkness, in order to continue the flame, he threw himself into the furnace and burned For thousands of years, even if there is only a broken body left, it still exerts its last residual heat.

But even so, it still couldn't stop Ashes from walking.

After an unknown amount of fighting, when Ling was exhausted and trembling, the tall figure finally collapsed, and Ge Wen left the stage.

The bonfire was burning quietly, Ashes and Ling sat down in front of the last bonfire, watching the joyful flames, they knew it was time to make a decision.

Is it to inherit the flame and become the salary king to add firewood to the first fire and continue the world?

Or turn your back on the flames and wait for true darkness to fill the world?

"The fate of the whole world is in front of us, let us decide? This feeling is really amazing."

Sitting cross-legged, the blue-pink eyes reflected the flickering flames. Even with her carefree personality, she felt the heavy weight on her shoulders.

"Hey, what do you think? Do you want to become the salary king?"

Turning his head, Ling looked at the profile of Ashes beside him and asked.

Along the way, she and Ashes have been walking together, and a deep bond has been established between the two of them. They fought together, rested together, and finally came to this initial furnace together and sat at the dividing point of the world.

"Well, that's right." Ashes nodded, "This is my destined destiny. It is precisely to become the salary king that I embarked on this path."

"Ha... Fate? The world is so big, how many people can tell what fate is?"

Ling shook her head, she didn't believe in fate, she believed in herself even more when she was at ease.

"Well, since you want to do this, I will naturally accompany you."

The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, Ling stood up and patted the dust off his body, and was about to reach out to touch the spiral sword, but Ashes suddenly grabbed his hand.

Warm, generous, with a little roughness.

"You can't do that."

Ashes also stood up, looked into Ling's eyes, and said word by word.

"why?"

It is puzzling, they have come all the way to the present, how many difficulties and obstacles they have overcome in the middle, and how many times they have died, why do they have to say such things now?

"If you really touch this flame, you won't be able to go back."

"...Go back? What do you mean?"

"Do you remember who you are?"

"Of course! I'm Ling, your partner, your comrade-in-arms!"

"Then before this? Who were you before the Undead House?"

"I'm...."

Confusion appeared in Ling's eyes, who is she?

"I'm old... what is old? I'm... what?"

"who I am?"

Linghu suddenly felt a huge palpitation, she felt that she seemed to have forgotten something, something was gradually moving away from her, but she couldn't recall it, and couldn't grasp it at all.

"Wake up, the dream of flames, it should end."

Ashes smiled lightly, and suddenly clenched Ling's hand, and her consciousness suddenly began to sink, only the last few whispered words could be heard.

"Think carefully..."

"Who are you? Who are you?"

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Chapter 683 Shy Order

Ashes' dark hands penetrated deep into Sui Xiang's body, stirred up the chaotic will, pushed away all the impure things, and finally found what he wanted.

Grasping that hand tightly, Ashes exerted force violently, pulling the hand together with its owner out of the year.

Blue hair, diagonal, flowing white clothes, long tail behind him, Ling, who was indulging in the dream of flames, was forcibly pulled back by Ashes.

Taking Ling out of Sui Xiang's body, she lay in Ashes' arms like this, her eyes still closed tightly, but her hands responded with the same force.

"Miss Ling? Miss Ling?"

Ashes squatted down, and put Ling into a more comfortable position, supported her back with one hand, and gently patted her face with the other, calling her name.

Because of the dream of flames, Ling left the body, Sui Xiang lost his main body, and could no longer maintain his body shape, his mountain-like thick and magnificent body began to disintegrate, the illusory crown disappeared in an instant, and the flames on his body also dissipated .

A phantom is a phantom after all, and the flowers in the mirror are the moon in the water, which is not realistic.

Seeing the disappearance of Sui Xiang, everyone hurried over, among them, the two of Nian Xi ran the fastest, after all, their own sister was here.

Ashes' call finally had an effect, Ling lying in Ashes' arms trembled slightly, then his long eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

There was a little confusion in her blue-pink eyes, and when she looked up, the first thing she saw was Ashes' face.

Although her hand was pulled away by Ashes earlier, she still clung to Ashes' clothes without giving up, like an insecure child.

"You are...I am..."

Her voice was a little deep and hoarse, her consciousness seemed a little fuzzy, and her body wanted to move forward to take a closer look at who Ashes was.

"Consciousness returned."

Seeing that Ling started to make a sound, Ashes was a little relieved, and moved Ling's hand that was holding her neckline away, and instead grabbed her wrist, a brilliant golden radiance lit up, and miracles began to flow in her body.

"Do you remember who I am? Do you remember who you are, Miss Ling?"

While using miracles to heal possible injuries, Ashes asked Ling. He stared closely at Ling's somewhat unfocused pupils, waiting for her answer.

Someone once said that the flame is bright and beautiful, but it also traps everyone.

The first fire gave the world the initial warmth and light, but it also made the already dark existence be confused by it and turned into moths to the flame.

The conjurers are especially aware of this, so they cover their eyes themselves, so as not to be confused by the flames.

Ashes had already understood what had happened when she saw the illusory crown on the head of the year. It should have been through some means, maybe she actively explored, or passively compromised and entered the fantasy dream about the Age of Fire. In the middle, the age is used as a reflection, which will reflect the past of herself and the ashes she saw.

This can explain why Sui Xiang can have an obviously abnormal body shape and strength, and can start the salary king mode.

But the year is not the point, the point is the order.

What was she dreaming about?Was it almost swallowed by flames?Can you break free from the temptation of the devil and find your true self?

No one can help her with this, except herself.