malice of the world

In front of my eyes, a large number of color blocks are piled up together, and I can't tell which is the head and which is the tail.But they all run along an irregular trajectory at high speed, staring at a color block and pouring their energy into it carefully, instantly seeing the changes in a huge world——

The change is so fast that it is destroyed before you figure out how to develop it; the development is so slow that you can hardly bear the brain load caused by the excessive amount of information caused by the slow speed uncomfortable feeling.

Somehow, as soon as Yang Mingxuan was in it, he knew that this place must be a five-dimensional space.

Each color block is the development track of a world, and the color blocks next to each other are parallel worlds extending from the same world due to different nodes.Because as long as there is one difference, a world will be extended. Therefore, the number of changes in each world is really amazing.

Therefore, it is simply an impossible task to find one's own home in so many time points and worlds of different planes.

Yang Mingxuan was in this state. He felt that he was lost in the fifth-dimensional space, and he didn't know where to go.

He didn't know why he was still struggling on the verge of death one second and was dragged here the next second.

However, he knew that with a hole in his neck bitten out and poison injected, he couldn't survive no matter what.

The knowledge he came from told him that this is a realm that he is not qualified to step into—the chaotic space and time in the five-dimensional space, and the terrifying tearing force, are enough to annihilate his soul, which is almost a drop in the bucket. .

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With a sudden premonition, he made a stab on the spot, and rushed into a colorful patch of bright colors!

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On the barren land, a crack suddenly opened, which was the result of unscrupulous lightning strikes from the sky.Such a powerful lightning is a natural disaster that most lives dare not face directly.

However, after this flash of lightning, the dry land was moistened by the cloudy rain, and various kinds of life slowly grew out.Turning a piece of lifeless red land into a seductive and treacherous place—although the scenery is not without beautiful mountains and rivers, it is also very lively.

In such a bad environment, great life is bred, which is different from the bright and happy human world.It is cold and dark, and humans cannot live here at all.But the various small beasts poking around, the succulents clinging to the ground, and the seemingly inexplicable purple mist rising from the air, all belong to the life of the demon world that is still in its gestation stage.

They haven't yet given birth to intelligence, but they already know how to fight and fight each other, and seize the power that is not deep in the thin air.

But no matter how hard they searched for the source of this power, there was no result.

A not-so-conspicuous plant also quietly disappeared, rooted inconspicuously in a dry and cracked place with no signs of life.

It is a plant that is not so outstanding at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it is exquisite, beautiful and murderous. It stretches its soft body leisurely under the red sky. Stretching out, the small flower buds are tightly closed, and the seamless stems and leaves dance gracefully on this barren land with the evil wind after a while.

That evil wind immediately softened when it was within a radius of a hundred miles. It was not like the evil wind that blows all year round in the Barren Demon Realm, but rather like the spring breeze blowing in March in the south of the Yangtze River. It was so affectionate and gentle.

It seems that all the gentleness and tranquility here are given to this weak and beautiful plant.

But not far from this plant, a wonderful survival drama is staged, explaining what is the law of the jungle and life or death.

Yes, in this boundless and vast land of the demon world, except for this beautiful unnamed plant, all kinds of monsters that inhabit are "beasts" that have no intelligence and act only on instinct, but , When hunting, they accidentally avoided this beautiful creature, and when they were fighting each other, they also went far away from here to a farther place, as if to avoid hurting it when fighting for survival.

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

Because, this is the birthplace where the devil energy was bred, and it was the prototype of the devil world.

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Yang Mingxuan's life is very peaceful.

He didn't understand why he lost his memory in his previous life after reincarnating so many times with his memory, and he also didn't understand why he used to switch between worlds through the peaceful starry sky after death, but this time he was asked to act autonomously in a crisis. Choose the path ahead.

However, he had a premonition that this time travel was the last time, and his seemingly endless life would soon come to an end.

At that time, no matter whether the result is good or bad, he will bear it all by himself.

Recalling those years of time travel, Yang Mingxuan counted his actions after time travel, not every time he was aboveboard, but he never violated his heart.In this way, even if he is about to die, he will not be unwilling.

——With such a lifeless self, it is really time to end my life.

However, he had a premonition that this would be the land of the end, but he didn't understand why it seemed so strange.

Stretching the leaves to feel the biting demonic and evil energy in the wind, Yang Mingxuan rolled up the leaves melancholy, fell limply, and exhaled a long breath.

Every day when he wakes up, he will be in a daze, wondering why he can survive as an extremely delicate plant in such a barren place.

Yang Mingxuan was quite familiar with the plant he possessed - although the color and size were a bit wrong, but the familiar appearance of stems, leaves, roots and flower buds reminded him of the potted epiphyllum he once planted .

Having become a not so pleasing plant, Yang Mingxuan felt the most comfortable thing was that the memory came back.

Speaking of which, if he hadn't only had memories of before the epiphyllum bloomed in his previous life, he wouldn't be at ease with his big brother who cared about him, just like that... huh?The time period of amnesia coincides with the blooming of epiphyllum. Is this a special time period?Otherwise, why did his memory stay at this time when he was in the last world?Could it be that his amnesia has something to do with Elora?

Yang Mingxuan "scratched" his head in deep thought.

The whistling evil wind came again, Yang Mingxuan had to interrupt his thinking, and tried his best to resist it-don't look at the evil wind leaving room for him, but against such a person, even if he lightened his strength as much as possible, he could still be regarded as an opponent. The guy with the murder weapon, he still has to pull up a protective shield by himself. Fortunately, his current ability is enough to resist this violent pull comparable to the wind. He faced the raging evil wind directly with Epiphyllum's weak and small body - but the power of the evil wind was not so powerful at that time.

Originally, he could have removed the shield.but……

Yang Mingxuan glanced at the little beast curled up where he was rooted, and narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking it was protecting the cub.After all, after so many years, the creatures that can get close to him are really limited - but those are either incorporeal, or are too ferocious and have to be beaten away. It is exhausting to be pitted by so many eye-stricken creatures.Totally unattractive little guy.

Now I finally got this cub, and it looks very lovely—watery green eyes, soft pointed ears hanging down, and a soft body that is easy to touch.

Although this appearance seems to be a disguise, it would be strange if he was afraid of small animals that needed to be disguised.

A long time ago, he said to himself, don't give up believing in the shining points of human nature completely just because you have been betrayed and abandoned.That's the saddest thing.However, the exhaustion accumulated over many lifetimes is hard to get rid of anyway.When alone, this kind of emotion is more likely to explode,

Yang Mingxuan touched the corners of his eyes, thinking that raising a cub as soft and cute as a cat would probably make him a lot better, and with his current skill, it would not be a problem at all to take care of such a creature that has never been fighting.

Yangming condensed a small body, jumped off the leaf, and slowly approached the not-so-aggressive cat. It opened its green eyes, and looked at this girl innocently. The person who felt particularly comfortable raised his head and let out a soft "woo".

Yang Mingxuan: Emma is really good at showing off cuteness!

He slowly stretched out his hand to get close to Naimiao, but Naimiao remained silent—until Yang Mingxuan snorted with his hand on Naimiao's head, it actually narrowed its eyes comfortably and let out a "woo" sound, looking Be as innocent as you want, and be as clever as you are.

Yang Mingxuan discussed as if talking to himself: "Okay, you look too small, do you want to stay here first? I can't block the wind from the demon world because it's too far outside, but here it is There is still power to resist."

His words seemed to be addressed to Naimiao, but in fact he had already made a decision—the experience of so many lives was not in vain, and he was never a person without his own opinions.

It is already very respectful to say this kind of question to a milk cat - you must know that even in the human world, minors have no right to speak.

However, Yang Mingxuan believes that the most important thing is that he feels that he is too lonely in this desolate place where no one can communicate with him. Even if he can endure and even enjoy this loneliness, he doesn't want to have a companion But the feeling of being abandoned by oneself.

——Probably because the more I experience, the more afraid I am of being alone.

For the first 1000 years after entering this world at this specific point in time, he was in a daze, not knowing who he was, not knowing what to do, and just cultivating instinctively.

Slowly cultivating a little shape, the most convenient human form has been fiddled with, and the memory is slowly recovering. Even if the living environment is a bit bad, it doesn't matter, his heart is just still entangled.If he had time to be alone, he would slowly look away.

After the memory was fully recovered, he suddenly realized his own experience, and only then began to think about his own way out.

Although he didn't know what this place was, the dark and evil aura in the air told him that this place was not such a simple place.

Then, no matter what Yang Mingxuan wants to do, he has to carefully consider it.

Although it is very risky to take in this cub like a milk meow, if you have to consider the consequences of everything, wouldn't you become a fool of clay and wood?

Yang Mingxuan looked at its small body, it couldn't even stand firmly, right?If he doesn't even have the courage to take in this little guy, he hasn't lived for so long.

therefore……

Yang Mingxuan squatted down, no longer stingy with the strength in his body, his stature skyrocketed instantly, and he became a size that could easily hold the milk meow, he lifted the milk meow easily, let it lean against his arms, facing Jing Leng and him The milk with eyes meowed:

"It's decided, follow me from now on."

"I see that your bones are strange and you have roots of wisdom. Why don't you call yourself Qinghui?"

——Wait, it's so small, how can you tell that it has a clear bone and extraordinary wisdom? By Doubtful Author.

Naimiao screamed in protest, as if she was in conflict with the name.

Yang Mingxuan spread its hind legs, took a look, and suddenly realized: "So it's the male's, so let's replace it with Qi Hui!"

"It's such a happy decision, no more protests!"

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