[Holy Biography] Behind-the-scenes BOSS Struggle

What does it feel like to die, Xinhe has experienced it twice (probably?) and he still doesn’t understand it deeply. According to Gein’s past experience, the crisis always comes when he has not reacted, and then when he opens his eyes, his consciousness has already passed. Forced to change positions.

But different from the last time, he felt that this situation should at least add some elements to him, so as to appease his sad mood a little.

For example, if there is a simple and vast scroll of mountains and rivers in front of your eyes, and the soul-stirring Bmg fluttering in your ears, it is just right for the occasion.

Of course, the middle or lower part of the screen should also be displayed slowly from shallow to deep, from inside to outside or other ppT text animation effects.

That is the sixteen-character motto that is indispensable after being swung to the brink of blood.

——Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs, heroes, please start again. o（≧v≦）o～

It's a pity that I didn't pay attention to saving during the whole process, the system automatically rewinds to the initial screen, and even the exit selection box is stingy, directly kidnapping the player's will.

Xin He hoped that through hard work, he could get the expression on his face, so as to swallow back all the extremely inappropriate national curses spewed out of his heart, but he still couldn't control the muscle distortion caused by the excessive force of the occlusal muscles.

Pull hard again——! ! !

Pa Chi bounced back in an instant, and he was exhausted after a step, but he still failed to free his hands that were entangled by plants.

It can be said to be soaked in cold water of JJ, with lingering tentacles, dark and dark, it is the place of ecstasy in the world~FFFFFFuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

After a while, if someone yelled again that the Night Demon Sirius Sword would slash him with a slash of light, and what kind of magnificent opening and staring would describe countless desolations, he would immediately go crazy and show them directly!

It's even cleaner to be stabbed to death by the Night Demon Knife with a sword that scares the face!

Maybe there will be an infinite reincarnation, creating another wave of surprises!

Ah ha ha ha fall!

No one will serve you anymore! (╯°皮°)╯︵┴─┴

When the great king was on the verge of irreversible trauma...

God said, let light save the world!

Thus, the light that blinded the dog's eyes again gradually rose.

Singh: "..."

The scale and movement this time are much smaller than before, at least the position of the light source will not pose much threat to his life - the last time the knife wind that was about to swing to the tip of the nose, and the stone that fell on the head with rustling , has become an indelible highlight in Xin He's heart.

After a few seconds of silence, the sound of footsteps hitting the stone wall came from far away from the light source and gradually approached.

Due to the backlight, the face of the other party was not clear. After being in the dark for a long time, he couldn't adapt to the light for a while, Xin He could only narrow his eyes slightly.

The sound of water rippled, and after a few breaths, the cheek was gently stroked on the broad palm, and the deep and mature voice also sounded in the open environment.

"Sure enough, Zun Xingwang is right. Unsealing the seal requires the nourishment of blood and the sacrifice of Xingjian. Are you awake, Asura?"

Xin He, who was lifted up to meet him: "..."

What kind of rhythm is this?

Please, please answer!

"Why don't you speak? Or, the previous memory has not been restored now?"

After the other party pondered for a while, he paused slightly.

Bright flames suddenly burned on the left and right, and the two metal lampstands with simple shapes stood on both sides in front of him.

It also made the face of this middle-aged man with fine lines at the corners of his eyes clearly displayed in front of Xin He's eyes.

Singh's eyes widened for a moment.

Long black hair straight as satin, pure gold eyes, pointed ears, and handsome, half or half of his own, lost some soft but more resolute face.

Xin He immediately lowered his head to look at his own reflection in the water—since he only glanced at it in the dark just now, he was caught in a violent mood and didn’t take a closer look at it, so he paid more attention now...

Although it was still his own face, it was obviously much younger.

Looking at himself who was only slightly older than the Dragon King, Xin He's eyes almost popped out of the frame.

"So that's how it is. Because I was too young when I was sealed, I feel confused and confused about the current state."

The man who thought he had found the reason calmly talked to himself, then he slowly spread his arms and took Xin He's head in his arms.

"Smell it?"

"This is our flowing blood, the inheritance of Asura."

"Come back, my child, son of Asura."

"Singh."

Xin He, who was stunned just now because he smelled the bloody smell from the other party, heard his name, there was a "buzz" in his head, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and he was in severe pain and dizzy instantly. His vision became confused and blurred.

A series of scenes and memories broke through the suppressed seal without any scruples, disturbing all the nerves.

Looking at his pale son with cold sweat on his forehead, the man let go of his hand, lowered his head and gently stained the blood oozing from his chest onto his palm, then raised his arm and wiped the Shura vine wrapped around him around Xinhe.

After the vines absorbed the blood, as if they had obtained a satisfactory harvest, they slowly withdrew from the shackles on Xin He in a twisted dance.

Falling into the water in embarrassment, Xin He bit down and moaned and panted for several times before finally suppressing the pain and discomfort in his body.

"Remember everything?"

Xin He adjusted his breathing, and answered slowly with lowered eyes.

"...Yes, Father."

"The clothes are next to the stairs, come out with me after you are done."

After the other party gave the order lightly, he paused slightly, as if he looked at Xin He for a moment, then turned and left.

Without saying a word, Singh followed him to the water's edge and picked up the clothes on the bank.

Hidden Asura Temple.

"I don't know if Wang can succeed this time," said a heroic man dressed as a general. "This is already the seventh day in a row. If he can't succeed, I don't know about Wang's body..."

He slammed down the stone pillar nearby, and said in a low voice, "Damn it!"

Another gentle man next to him was also a little worried, but he didn't show it. He said calmly, "This is the instruction left by King Zun, and there should be no problem."

"Zun Xingwang has been missing for 200 years, who knows..."

"You can't doubt Xingjian's words, Fayou, Xingjian's prophecy will never go wrong."

"Humph!"

"Poor Your Highness, who was weak and dying due to the sneak attack of the villain, and had to recover in a deep sleep for the past 500 years," the demure woman standing beside the two of them worried in a low voice: "I hope this time, the prince Able to wake up safe and sound."

"If the prince can't recover, then the Asura clan..."

Thinking of this, the three of them couldn't help but look a little ugly.

However, the next moment, a slight movement came from nearby.

When the guards saw the middle-aged man and Xin He coming out of the underground forbidden area of ​​the temple at the same time, their faces were filled with joy, and they knelt down to worship almost immediately.

"king!"

"King! How are you!"

"Body……"

The middle-aged man glanced at them and nodded lightly, "It's nothing, everyone don't need to worry."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions relaxed a lot, and then turned to Xin He behind the middle-aged man, and solemnly saluted, "It's the first time we meet, Twelve Gods General Fayu/Ushasi/Axuyun, I met the prince Your Highness."

Keeping his eyes on Wu Shasi for a moment longer, Xin He smiled shyly, "Hello."

After getting the prince's response, they dared to raise their eyes to face the prince.

However, after seeing the prince's appearance clearly, Fayou was slightly taken aback by the impactful exquisite facial features and distinguished and noble temperament. He smiled softly.

Singh looked even more embarrassed.

"Let's go, let's go back and talk about everything first."

Facing the inquisitive observation eyes of several people around him, after the middle-aged man spoke, Xin He quietly followed him, left the temple and walked towards the royal palace of Shura City.

Only he knew that when the person in front of him was walking up the stairs, he staggered and nearly fell, and he had to support him to walk the entire distance.

The opponent's body was actually not as flawless as he had concealed in front of his subordinates.

Soaking in the hot water pool, Xin He finally let out a long and comfortable breath, stretched his limbs temporarily, and warmed his hands and feet that were a little cold after not exercising for a long time.

Unexpectedly, upon waking up from the seal, there would be a memory of a person with the same name as himself, but living in another bizarre world.

However, those memories are bright and vivid, as if everything is his own personal experience.

A future recorded in a book, a story in fantasy.

A future that I have personally experienced, the details of which are different from those in the book.

But recalling the childhood memories that were restored when he was taken out of the forbidden area by his father...

At that time, the last scene that stayed in my consciousness was a beautiful woman holding a tin rod and a star-seeing rune on her forehead stroking the top of her head. When she looked at Youyou, her childish self, there was something in her eyes that couldn't be hidden. sad.

And the dignified look of the father and the tight pale lip line.

——That woman should be King Zun Xing.

Xingjian had an affair with his biological brother and even gave birth to a child.

I just don't know which era it is now, and whether the current Emperor of Heaven is the one who committed incest.

Judging from his father's attitude, the other party doesn't understand his strange experience, and if he wants to solve these disturbing problems, find out the reasons for these things that happened to him, and solve the anxiety that he can't grasp the situation, The more obvious clue at present is probably to find the star king who doesn't know what he said to his father as soon as possible.

It's just that even the prince of the Asura clan, I'm afraid it's not so easy to go in and out of Shanjian City at will.

"Your Highness?" The maid's soft voice suddenly came from outside.

Xin He was interrupted and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The king hopes that you will go to the dormitory to see him after you pack up."

Xin He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll come out now, please wait a moment."

Although she couldn't see anyone, the maid outside the bathroom was still blushing because of the prince's gentle voice.

She whispered shyly: "You don't need to be so polite, Your Highness."

After Xin He announced his entry, King Asura had already changed his clothes and was lying on the bed in a weak state.

Glancing at the several layers of wound cloth wrapped around the open placket, Xin He withdrew his gaze and stood a little far away from the bed, not getting too close.

"Father, Xinhe is here."

King Asura slowly opened his eyes when he heard the sound, turned his head sideways, and paused slightly after seeing the distance between Xin He and himself. After a few seconds of blankness, he spoke again in a low and indifferent voice.

"I know that the seal you encountered inexplicably, but you were suddenly free, all of this makes you feel deeply puzzled and troubled."

"But this matter is not important at the moment. After inheriting Asura City, you will know all the truth, so don't waste your time on this now."

"The heavens and the demons have just experienced a tragic battle. The twelve generals suffered heavy losses, and only three of them returned to Asura City."

"I don't have much time left, Xin He. From now on, you must quickly grow into a qualified king in a short period of time, and after my death, shoulder all the responsibilities of Asura and protect your Clansmen, complete your mission of guarding the heavens!"

King Ashura looked at him with burning eyes, and said sharply: "This is King Ashura's order, remember it!"

Xin He was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "Yes, father."

After conveying the important entrustment to the heir, King Asura's strength was already a little sluggish, he coughed a few times in a suppressed manner, and his cheeks were stained with a morbid blush.

However, after he took a breath, King Asura's expression softened slightly, and he said in a low voice: "You still have some other questions that need to be answered, don't you?"

Xin He nodded solemnly.

King Asura saw this, although his tone was still cold, but he looked at Xin He very gently, "Speak, my child, if I can give you an answer."

Xin He paused, and said: "With your body, if you persist for a while, how likely is it to give me a younger brother?"

King Asura: "..."

Xin He sighed helplessly and compromised: "Well, I will give birth to an heir as soon as possible."

When the Asura maid who was waiting inside and outside the bedroom saw the door open, she rushed towards him, facing the strange, beautiful and elegant prince, she was shy and nervous, "Your Highness, what do you want..."

There was another pause, and they seemed to hear something...

Singh slowly moved away from the body blocking the door.

Everyone took advantage of the situation to look inward——the king lying on the bed was bruised and purple from the violent cough, his pale lips were trembling constantly, and the wound on his chest even leaked out drops of shocking Yin Hong because of the violent ups and downs.

Doubt - astonishment - shock!

"King!" TaT

"What's wrong with you!" QaQ

"Where is it uncomfortable! King!" >a

Shrill exclamations and cries resounded earth-shatteringly in King Ashura's bedroom, with a mighty momentum that pierced the eardrums and broke the barrier, heading straight to the great potential of Shanjian City.

Singh: The vital capacity of the people in the tribe is quite good after exercise. ==