Leaning on the railing to listen to the wind

The white desert, the further you go towards the mountain, the farther you get away from the mountain. The white sand gradually turns yellow, and it turns bloody under the setting sun. There are looming palaces and squares in the distance.The desert wind carried sand, which hurt my face.

"Xiaosi, where is this place?" Beifeng Lingling had already returned to the young man, whispering softly.Those two could only retreat to the back, like their bodyguards.

"The Lost Temple." The young man said calmly.

"I remember that the last time I came to the second battlefield with my brother, it wasn't like this. The system was changed?"

"The second battlefield appeared randomly," said the young man with a bit of worry on his calm face. "We are out of luck."

"How to say."

"The guardian level of the Lost Temple is equivalent to that of a god king."

"God King?!" The woman was shocked, "Aren't we going to die now?"

"Let's hope no one's stupid enough to alert the Guardians." Otherwise we'll all die here.The young man said the latter sentence in his heart, always feeling that once he said it, it would come true.The boy regretted that he didn't use his deity, so what if he was exposed, at worst, he and his second sister teamed up to kill everyone here, anyway, killing people in the dungeon would not affect the PK value.

"Do you know how to activate the Guardian?"

"know."

"If you destroy the activation mechanism?"

"Second Sister, I believe there is more than one mechanism that can be activated." The two got very close, their postures were somewhat ambiguous, and the two walking behind felt very uncomfortable, even though they knew they were siblings, they still didn't allow it.Of course, no one dared to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two of them. Beifeng Lingling, the High God, was not just a decoration.

[System Announcement] When the gods come, the heroes will retreat.

This news shocked everyone, and the big army was calm, so a god in a certain corner of the battlefield made a move!For what reason, no one knows. "Xiao Si, if you are in danger, run away," the woman said seriously, "Is the pill enough?"

"My backpack is full of pills."

"If Yiqiao Qingyu dies, this deity will suffer serious damage."

"I will not die." To survive by whatever means is the achievement of the young deity.

"Walk behind me."

"A man who depends on a woman is a failure."

"If you come from the deity, I will immediately hide behind you."

The young man was speechless, well, he blamed himself for not wanting to sit and land those PK values.The deity is still meditating leisurely in the illusion.

"Si Yin, if something happens to me, Xiao Si will take care of you." The woman said seriously to the man in the snow-white brocade robe.

"Of course I won't let anything happen to Qing Yu." With a gentle smile, her tone was extremely firm.

"Lord of the Emperor's Que, Xiaosi is still young. If you have offended me in the past, I hope you will hold your hand high and not argue with him." The woman's words were a little weak, but her aura was not weak at all.

"I will protect him." Liang Sheng Xici said firmly.

"So best."

The young man didn't like the arrogant second sister begging others for himself, he once again understood the importance of strength, "Second sister, I will protect myself."

"I naturally believe in your ability." The woman smiled lightly, bright and gentle, completely different from her previous self.Just as they were immersed in this harmonious atmosphere, a roar resounded through the sky.A huge monster appeared on the dilapidated square, with its bloody mouth wide open.The demon lion in black armor rushed towards the crowd at an unbelievably fast speed, and its huge body had no effect on its speed and agility at all.

"Damn it!" the young man cursed in a low voice, his face gloomy.

"Little Four, hurry back to the entrance!" The woman felt a strong breath rushing toward her face.

"I'm not leaving." If the eldest brother knew that he left the second sister and ran away, he probably would not live long, and he would not forgive himself. He could use any means to survive, but the scope of harm did not include his loved ones.

"I'm the second sister, you must listen to me!"

"I won't go!" The young man was extremely firm.The woman flicked her sleeves, sent the boy away, and turned to deal with this powerful attack.

[System Announcement] When the gods come, the heroes will retreat.

[System Announcement] When the gods come, the heroes will retreat.

[System Announcement] When the gods come, the heroes will retreat.

[System Announcement] When the gods come, the heroes will retreat.

[System Announcement] When the gods come, the heroes will retreat.

The upper gods appeared one after another, together with the three and eight upper gods exposed before, it was a big scene that had never been seen before.It's just that there are too many people doing it, and they can't distinguish these gods for a while, but as long as they are the masters of power, they are basically gods.The combined attack of the seven gods, together with many god-level gods, made it very difficult to deal with this guardian of the god-king level. This was the gap between levels.

The boy slipped into the temple while the crowd was fighting with the demon lion.The traces of weathering over the years are very obvious and dilapidated.The boy was not in the mood to appreciate the precious relic under the dust, so he hurried into the back room.The smell of blood.The boy frowned beautifully, and followed the scent to find it.Behind a huge stone slab, a person is half sitting and half leaning, the original blue-gray color of the blood-stained clothes can be vaguely seen.His white hair was slightly disheveled and stuck to his face, making it impossible to see his face clearly. "It was you who awakened the guardian beast of the temple." The young man's tone was calm but cold.The man didn't respond.

"If the dignified god died at the hands of a real immortal, wouldn't it be a big joke." Qingyue's voice was accompanied by a smile.

The man looked coldly at the handsome young man in front of him, "Even if I am seriously injured, you can't kill me." The magnetic voice was slightly hoarse and deep.

"How will you know if you don't try it?" The young man smiled gently, gentle and harmless, "You should have seen the system announcement. There are so many Gods, I can't kill you, and there are them. Naturally, there will be one less God."

"What do you want to say." The hoarse voice was cold.

The young man believed that if he hadn't been injured so badly, he would have killed himself, "I can give you the pill to recover," smiled gently, "You protect me."

"It turns out that you are also a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death." The mockery was undisguised.

"I'm just a true immortal, so I'm naturally afraid of death," the young man ignored his tone and smiled calmly, "You're a god, so you're still afraid of death?" The man snorted coldly, but didn't respond.

"I can help you return to your heyday," the teenager smiled calmly, "leave the copy, and our employment relationship will end, how about it?"

"make a deal."

"Establish a blood contract." The young man smiled lightly.

"impossible!"

"When you recover your strength, I will be the first one to kill you," the young man smiled, remaining calm all the time, "I don't do things that I'm not sure about. Establish a blood contract, I'm the master, the master dies and you die. A sense of security."

"I will not be your eternal slave."

"Leaving the copy, I will cancel the blood contract, and you will be free."

"I don't believe you." The man didn't want to be restrained by a real fairy.

"If you don't sign the blood contract, I won't trust you either." The two were deadlocked, neither of them willing to give in. "If you don't sign, I'll bring people over now. I'd like to see how a seriously injured High God resists other High Gods." The boy said and left.

"Stop!" The man said coldly, "I sign!"

"I wish I had been so obedient earlier," the young man smiled softly, "It's really not easy to cultivate the Supreme God, I admire you very much." The signing of the blood contract must be approved by the slave, otherwise this game will become a world of masters and slaves.

If he was not injured, he would definitely kill this person!The man thought viciously, the moment the contract is terminated is the time for the boy's death!

The young man took out an exquisite dagger, and approached the man with a cold air, "The blood contract will use your blood, bear with it." The young man smiled gently, raised the dagger and stabbed at his thigh.

Pain hit, the man was sweating coldly, this knife was really cruel!The man cursed the young man again, his body was covered in blood, so why add more wounds!He did it on purpose!

Ignoring the man's cold eyes, the young man calmly took out a piece of old white kraft paper, dipped the man's finger in his blood, and wrote, "What's your name?"

The man ignored him, but was shocked by the severe pain in his thigh, "What are you doing!" Seeing another wound on his thigh, the man wanted to strangle him excitedly.

"I thought you passed out and wanted to wake you up." The boy looked innocent.

"Bring the wine to the wind!" Gui Caixin's way to wake up is to give himself another knife!

"How to write it." The young man asked tirelessly.

The man felt that this man was trying to punish himself!Killing him with a knife after rescinding the contract really can't relieve the hatred!It should be tortured slowly, "Bring it here!"

"Oh." The boy approached.

The man struggled to raise his hand, and every small movement could affect the injuries all over his body. It was the first time that the man hated his name so much.The young man took the kraft paper with satisfaction, dripped his own blood on it, and the bloody words shone golden light instantly, blending into the kraft paper, and the foreheads and hearts of the man and the young man flashed a little gold, which was fleeting.Put the kraft paper in the portable space.

"Pills."

"Don't worry, I won't let my people die easily." The young man smiled, and waved his sleeves, a pile of red and blue medicine bottles appeared on the ground.The man was shocked, but he was not polite. He recovered his vitality and pocketed the excess.The recovered man looked radiant.The blue-gray gown is chic, with fluttering sleeves.His white hair was tied with a white ribbon and hung behind his back. His resolute and handsome face was a bit enchanting, a bit out of the world, and had a fairy-like temperament.This is the aura that God should have.

"That's right," the boy looked at him with satisfaction, sighing secretly that he was so tall when he stood up, "My little follower is still pretty."

The author has something to say:

The damage value of the exam starting tomorrow is too high, so I have to retreat and practice.

So post all the recent ones together.

If you don't study at ordinary times, you will be sad at the end of the term.