hug that god

The world was shrouded in a gray-red mist, and there was a dead silence. Buds appeared on the ground, and red flowers bloomed.

The water from nowhere kept rising, submerging the flowers, and the water was also dyed red.

He sank into the red water, closed his eyes tightly, couldn't move his body, had difficulty breathing and almost suffocated.

Suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, and it was the familiar green rattan thatched cottage. He sat up, his head was a little dizzy, and his heart was still aching.

His feet were soft on the ground, and he fell to the ground all at once.

When Xiaodong heard the movement, he immediately ran out and helped him up: "Go back to bed and rest."

Shen Yuexiu shook her head, gently pushed Xiaodong away, and walked towards the door, only to see Ruoshang lying quietly in the yard.

"Brother An said that your old injury has relapsed, and he went to the mountains to collect medicine for you. He told you not to leave the radius of thirty miles."

Xiaodong followed behind him, trying to reach out to support him, seeing that he was trying to be brave, she couldn't help but withdrew her hand.

He walked into the yard, knelt down on the ground, slowly closed his eyes, opened and closed his mouth, and chanted something.

This is what he can do now, to rebirth for him, so that he can go to the Land of Ultimate Bliss and be happy in the next life.

A young man, wearing black clothes, walked slowly with a sword on his waist. Shen Yuexiu opened his eyes to see that it was Xiaoxi.

There was a trace of sadness in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Leave him to me for burial."

"Small interest?" Shen Yuexiu called out tentatively.

Xiao Xi knelt down on one knee, stretched out his hand to touch Ruo Shang's hand, and slightly parted his lips: "Can you return the stone I gave you, Mr. Shen."

Shen Yuexiu's heart trembled, she stretched out her hand towards her sleeve, holding the stone that Xiaoxi gave him, she didn't take it out for a long time.

His eyes were red and tears flowed, as if he had something and lost something, mixed feelings.

He held the stone tightly, then took it out with ease, and handed it to Xiaoxi.

Xiao Xi didn't even look at it, he took the stone in his hand, and he held it very tightly.

He could only hear the sound of his stone breaking, and when he opened his hand again, it was covered with blood and stone shards.

Looking at the stone powder all over the floor and the wound on Xiaoxi's hand, Yuexiu felt depressed and sad.

"There will be no date." Xiao Xi hugged Ruo Shang's body and stood up.

A weak sword aura emanated from his body, blowing away the stone powder on the ground without leaving any traces.

"What did I do wrong, what did I do wrong." Shen Yuexiu cried and asked herself, she fell asleep on the ground and looked at the sky.

"Brother Axiu." Seeing him like this, Xiaodong felt sad and uncomfortable in her heart, so she couldn't help squatting beside him, calling out in a low voice.

Xiaodong didn't know how she could comfort him, so she just stretched out her hand and gently placed it on his arm.

Shen Yuexiu sat up and hugged him: "I can't protect anything, I can't save anything, I'm just a waste of heaven and earth."

Xiaodong hugged him, ran his hands along his back, and said softly: "Don't say that about yourself, in Xiaodong's eyes, you are the strongest and most powerful person."

A gust of sinister wind blows, and Shen Yuexiu's back feels cold, he hastily let go of Xiaodong, and wiped away his tears.

"If you are obediently killed, he won't die. Now, there is another one buried with him." The dark green figure reappeared, and his voice was old and excited.

"Sir, can we have a chat?"

"Impossible." The old man said in a dark voice.

"If you dare to touch him, I will kill you. If you don't kill him, you may inflict your torture on me." Shen Yuexiu looked at him seriously.

Xiaodong stared at the old man sharply, with an undisguised killing intent.

"I changed my mind. I like his eyes. I'm going to gouge out his eyes and train him into an ugly killing tool."

"Please shut up." Shen Yuexiu said angrily.

"I will let him witness your death process with his own eyes."

"Xiaodong go back to the room." Shen Yuexiu touched his shoulder.

Xiaodong cast a cold look at the old man, went back to the room, and began to rummage through the box to find a sharp weapon that could kill the old man.

"Although Shen Yuexiu is weak, she will never kill her without a fight. In the worst case, she will die together."

Shen Yuexiu's eyes were cold, urging the poison in her body, intending to fight poison with poison.

Suddenly, there was a "boom" in the back of his head, a sudden pain, and a burst of dizziness.

"Who?" Before turning around to see who knocked on his head, he fainted.

"Shoushou died child, has the result of this budget been approved by your father?" An Tongsheng stood behind him, catching his body that was about to fall to the ground, and saw Xiaodong looking at him through the window.

An Tongsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly, "You didn't hear anything, put him on the bed, close your eyes, and don't come out."

Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, then ran out quickly, carried Shen Yuexiu back to the room, and put him on the bed, while he himself hid by the window and looked out the door.

"You..." The old man exuded a gloomy and cold aura, holding the skeleton staff tightly in his hand.

"You invaded the house and bullied my son. I'm very angry. As a father, I'm going to swear again. You weird-looking old man with a perverted viciousness, do you want your grandfather to teach you how to behave?"

An Tongsheng pointed at his nose and spoke very fast and harshly.

The old man was trembling with anger, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a voice from his throat: "Ignorant and arrogant child."

"Don't talk, please don't talk, your voice is so ugly, children will have nightmares when they hear it, and bad people will abandon evil and do good when they hear it. Your tone of voice is like shit, which makes people sick to their stomachs."

The old man turned his skeleton stick in his hand angrily, and hit An Tongsheng.

An Tongsheng kicked his feet, soared into the air, somersaulted in the air, and then landed behind him, his movements were very neat.

The old man turned around Xiuran: "No matter who you are, since you are his father, then you deserve to die even more."

"Yes, you are more damned than your devil son. It is the father's fault whether you raise him or not, but God has the virtue of being good at life. I am the messenger of love. I am willing to save you and listen to your past." An Tongsheng now changed spoke in a tone.

Now he is not only Shen Yuexiu's father, but another existence.

The old man's eyes froze, his eyes shone fiercely, and he suddenly picked up his own skeleton staff and clasped his hands together.

Suddenly, a black Buddha statue appeared above his head, emitting thousands of evil lights.

"Ah..." An Tongsheng sighed, and in his hand, a stick that was as thick as a bucket and more than two feet long appeared in his hand.

The whole body is silver, with faint red sandwiched between the gaps, with wind and cloud birds at both ends, and dense patterns and dragon patterns and phoenix seals on the body of the stick.

"This is?" The old man's white eyes were stunned, and then he used all his strength to send out the black Buddha statue on his head.

I saw An Tongsheng raised the stick in his hand, and suddenly the silver light shone, the sky and the earth turned pale, and he hit the head with the stick, and the Buddha was scattered.

"Fighting Buddha, the ancestor of this stick is the best at it." An Tongsheng stroked the stick proudly, and then the gorgeous stick disappeared from his hand.