Our Lady of the Mother will die if she does not escape

[Wuying Canal is the widest river in the Demon Realm.The mother river that hundreds of millions of demons rely on for their survival nourishes the fertile soil for thousands of miles.And its place of origin is the center of the largest desert in the Demon Realm - the Black Shadow Desert. 】

[It is said that Fu Jiang, the former demon king, died in the Wuying Desert.When Fu Jiang gave birth, it coincided with the fasting period. He was besieged by the five tribes in southern Xinjiang, and all his subordinates were killed or injured.Immediately, most of the desert was almost completely filled with ocean, and countless people drowned among the five coalition forces.Afterwards, this area of ​​water merged into a large river with endless flow and mighty flow—the Wuying Main Canal. 】

[After Fu Jiang's death, he left behind the skeleton of a huge black dragon, which formed a very recognizable hill at the source of the river and in the center of the desert.It is also a holy place for players of the mobile game of the same name in "Dragon Pride and Immortals" to check in. 】

At this moment, Chu Woyun was standing on a certain bone of this landmark building, feeling very scared. After all, she was a strong woman, and it would be bad if she accidentally stepped on a sensitive part of her body.

System: [It doesn't matter, where you are is the tibia of the dragon, not a sensitive part. 】

Chu Woyun plucked his ear with his little finger: "You have been working hard lately...why, the code is not stuck anymore?"

Chu Woyun pinched his fingers and counted. The system has not come out for more than 30 chapters to show its presence. Maintenance, software updates, no one to check the data when the programmer returned to his hometown to give birth to the third child... It made Chu Woyun unable to use those opening cards.It's like holding ten million stubs, but the bank is on vacation for three months. Who can understand the sadness of those ghost days!

System: [The plot progresses to the climax at the end. In view of the plot progress and the need to create an atmosphere, the company leaders decided to temporarily shut down the system. Please forgive me for any inconvenience caused. The system will use better services to make up for it Your trauma. 】

Today, he changed his rhetoric again, Chu Woyun rolled his eyes weakly, and said, "Where is Yawu?"

It was the father who paid the krypton gold, he burned a "guiding card", so the system marked the route conscientiously, Chu Woyun seemed to have returned to the novice village mode in the online game world.

After the catastrophe, the three artifacts responded to Chu Woyun's wish, and all things destroyed by the artifacts gradually returned to life.

Although Song Lingxing could refine the three artifacts, after refining, those three forces could never be used by him.After he unblocked the frozen blood and killed the sea, the three artifacts repaired the battered world, everything revived, time reversed, time and space reversed, those broken things were restored to their original appearance, the gloomy land shone with light, and thousands of creatures After waking up from the soil, they were amazed to see their intact bodies and their original homes, and watched the dazzling sunrise rise in the three worlds at the same time.

It's a pity that those whose souls were swallowed by the Qianxu cauldron, and those who died of other reasons, can no longer return to the world.

Neither Long Xie nor Song Lingxing exists in this world, Yawu is the biggest winner.

Chu Woyun couldn't help but wonder why the book could continue to be serialized without the main characters.

The system told him that there is no way out of the sky.

So he dubiously accepted the mission and came here alone.

Chu Woyun was wrapped in a crow blue Taoist robe, standing clear and cold on the rugged barren mountain, adding a touch of color to the desert.

Most of the inside of the corpse is hollowed out. Yawu sat on a spine, and the hot poisonous sun blazed his body. Chu Woyun looked through the hot and deformed air, and found that it was different from what he thought—this Men don't have bitterness and hatred, they don't seek life and death, and they don't have the arrogant spirit of Shu Lang.The wind and sand billowed and slapped him on the face, and he just sat there bored, as if he was just waiting for someone to come.

"I heard that you found Junior Brother Jiang's remnant body at the bottom of the East China Sea. There is also the Poxia Sword." Chu Woyun said.

Yawu didn't move. After a long time, Chu Woyun almost thought that he had been sunburned to death, so he lazily glanced at Chu Woyun and said, "So what?"

Chu Woyun had a serious face: "You also killed my disciple."

He made a puzzled expression: "Which one are you talking about?"

"His name is Diao Junjie."

Yawu thought for a moment, then said, "Which one?"

"The one who died for blocking the sword of the Blood Witch."

Yawu understood: "That's it, I do still remember, Ming is not afraid of death, he is a good boy." Yawu raised his legs, "Are you here to avenge him?"

"Also for the members of Xiaoyao Sect who died at your hands for decades." Chu Woyun said slowly, "Also for my brother Jiang, who was deceived by you in the early years and died in vain because of you."

Hearing this name, Yawu regained his spirits, and finally said: "Why don't you let him come back to life?"

Chu Woyun was silent.

"You can obviously realize three wishes, why don't you let him come back to life?!"

Chu Woyun said firmly: "The heaven and the earth are permanent, the avenue is conserved, and the three realms are destroyed by the three artifacts. Unless the power of the three artifacts is exhausted, it will not be possible to complete the repair. If you want to allocate power to save others, the common people will not be completely saved. You have practiced for so many years, don’t you understand this truth?”

Yawu asked loudly: "You don't have the slightest selfishness? You can't even abandon my nephew's life?"

Chu Woyun's eyes hurt: "I didn't abandon it."

"Then you chose the latter between him and the Three Realms," Yawu stared at him and said contemptuously, "What a model of righteousness, Sheng Xuzi."

Chu Woyun was really angry now, interrupted the conversation, made a decision with one hand, raised his hand above his head, and caught a bright arc of light.

Poxia flew from Yawu's waist to Chu Woyun's palm.At the same time, there was also a heartbreaking blood-red sword sash, fluttering in the wind and sand.

This method was originally used to summon the cultivator's own life weapon. He lost Pohag, and Poxia lost his master.Jiang Jue got up early before his death to give him the idea of ​​giving him a gift, so he sensed the summoning and flew into his hands.

Yawu sat crookedly in the stone chair, put his fingers on his forehead, and joked: "Looking at it this way, Sheng Xuzi really has icy muscles and bones, a sign of elegance, and a good appearance, which is worthy of my nephew, ally, and others. ...he has a crush on you too."

Chu Woyun frowned in confusion, wondering who the "he" Yawu was talking about, pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of a possibility, with a kind of ironic helplessness.He was not in a hurry to poke it out, but with a sarcasm on his face, he sneered and said, "It's good that you know, Junior Brother Jiang and I grew up together. Killed him, I should avenge him."

Hearing this, Yawu's eyes froze, and Chu Woyun felt the killing intent that sent chills down the spine, but the killing intent faded like a tide, and it was like a deflated ball.

The source of the murderous intent was the sitting man, and the man's energy was gone.

"You, you..." Yawu's words were stagnant, it was the first time Chu Woyun was so entangled in hearing him speak.

"Where did you go?"

Chu Woyun: "..."

"Does my dead nephew know about this?"

"..."

The dragon's deep and three-dimensional eyebrows and eyes are full of sorrow: "Yes, did he take the initiative?"

"..."

"You... who is on top?"

"..."

"When he was with you... happy or not?"

……

He is like a voyeur keen to collect other people's secrets, fanatical yet timid, he asks cautiously, eager to hear more information about that person from others, and outlines that person's voice, appearance, behavior and behavior in front of him. , Mood state.Use imagination and hearsay to describe a complete bubble.

For the first time, Chu Woyun felt that this was also a poor person.

"Enough!" Chu Woyun shouted angrily, "Hand over his body!"

"Dream!" Yawu looked like a jealous little man, "He will follow me even if he dies, not for you!"

A disagreement with a single word suddenly brought forth swords and flashes of swords.

Chu Woyun rushed to him with a quick step, and rushed to attack with his sword.Yawu's strength is unknown at this time, and the curse of the fasting period has been lifted. Although he can't advance to the Mahayana stage like Long Xie, his cultivation base has also climbed to a terrifying height. Chu Woyun is alone, even if the system buff is counted. It is absolutely impossible to beat him.

Even though the disparity is so great, Chu Woyun still overestimates his ability to declare war on him. Who is not depressed, lonely and hopeless?

Never thought that Yawu wielded the epee and received his repeated attacks, but he only defended but not attacked, lacking in interest.There was no mana blessing on the epee, so he made it clear that he didn't want to fight him.

Po Xia is one of the supreme magic weapons of the Xiaoyao Sect. The sword has no edge, is beautiful and eye-catching, and has a strong sword spirit.

And Yawu's epee is a solid weapon. It was tempered in the evil spirit of the demon realm, and accompanied by Yawu's half-life killing. Every sword shadow flashed, bringing blood.If it weren't for Yawu's unwillingness to fight, Chu Woyun would have been seriously injured and defeated.

After hundreds of back and forth, Chu Woyun was standing there, obviously panting, and his right arm was stiff and numb due to multiple sword strikes.

With a slight hook of his fingers, Yawu moved the stone chair he was sitting on behind his buttocks, he slowly leaned back on the chair, and said, "Does Sheng Xuzi know, what is the name of my sword?"

Chu Woyun said: "I would like to hear the details."

"It has no name."

"Without a name, there is no name."

"It originally had a name, but Jiang Lang said that the name was not good, and he was too hostile, so he had to change it." Yawu looked at the void with his eyes, "One day, I was sleeping on the snow and ice of Yuxu Peak, and let him He didn't hesitate to name it, he thought hard about a cup of tea, but he didn't come up with a satisfactory one, his serious appearance, I can even think of it now..."

Yawu paused, and curled his fingers on the armrest: "Up to now, he still hasn't told me the name of the sword."

As he spoke, his nostalgic eyes fell on the huge skeleton on the left.

Chu Woyun's eyes froze, and he drew out the sword with his backhand. After the soaring spiritual power poured in, the sword's intent also became fierce, and it slashed towards the huge bone wall where his gaze was.

That must be a pelvic bone, and their current location is the lower abdomen of Fu Jiang's corpse.

After so many years, the bones have long been weathered, like a dilapidated wall, destroyed by the mighty sword, revealing a dark and quiet coffin.

When the target appeared, Chu Woyun touched the ground with his toes, jumped up first, picked up the coffin and carried it on his shoulders, poured all his spiritual power into the Poxia Sword, and walked away with the sword, like a wind and a cloud.

Flying forward for about a hundred feet, Chu Woyun looked back, and saw that the huge mountain of dry bones at the bottom suddenly became smaller, Yawu stood up from the stone chair, stood firmly with his hands behind his back, and did not chase after him Meaning, watching a person and a coffin fly to the sky from afar.

Chu Woyun was very confused, afraid that Yawu would let him go on purpose, but actually arranged an ambush.Thinking this way, a large group of dark shadows happened to appear in front of him, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a group of violent demon flying geese, screaming and flapping their wings wildly, rushing towards his face.

Chu Woyun was shocked, holding a coffin that was one and a half tall, he was already unable to move, and he had no strength left in fighting Yawu, and it was the first time flying under Yu Poxia, his feet slipped and he fell straight down, with a thud, People and coffins were swallowed up by the vast black shadow canal.

The world was spinning, and he tossed and struggled in the water for a long time before he retrieved the coffin and swam back to the shore holding it desperately.Before he could spray out the choking water from his mouth and nose, he couldn't wait to check the upside-down coffin, turned it over, looked up, and suddenly lost his mind.

The lid of the coffin was separated from the main body of the coffin, and it was not known where it was washed by the water for a long time.The square space is empty, and the things inside may have drifted away without a trace.

Chu Woyun leaned on the coffin and sat on the wasteland on the bank, hugging his head, the endless frustration gathered in his heart, and the depression lingered, tormenting him.After all, he was bitten by the endless sadness that was temporarily covered up.

One by one, one by one, he couldn't save, repay, make up for, and he couldn't even find the corpse.

"Master?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.Another cry: "Master!"

Chu Woyun was stunned for a moment, then turned his head suddenly.

The black thin shirt on the boy's body was wet, dripping water dripping down, as if he had just climbed out of a big river, quite embarrassed.Drops of water crossed the deep orbital bone and fell along the knife-sharpened jawline, he forgot to lift his sleeve to wipe.

The body is three points thin, but also full of heroic vigor.

Chu Woyun wanted to stand up, but his legs didn't seem to belong to him, they were so soft that he had no strength at all, so he could only support the coffin with his bare hands and climb up tremblingly, ran a few steps regardless, opened his arms, and slammed into the boy's chest heavily.

Chu Woyun hugged him and cried loudly, like a drowning man clinging to driftwood on the water surface, whispering his name non-stop.

Those two words were like a spell to undo the nightmare, and he had been indulging in this nightmare for too long.

……

Not far away, the Dragon Bone Hill collapsed suddenly, and the shock spread to every corner of the Wuying Desert. Sand and dust billowed for ten miles, and even a mushroom cloud formed.

While the boulder was rolling down, the man was on the verge of sitting down. He put his hand on the back of the stone chair, pushed hard, and the back of the chair fell down, and then pushed on the edge of the chair, and the stone slab on the chair slid, revealing the space inside.

It turned out that he had been sitting on a horizontal sarcophagus.

There was nothing there, only a piece of scorched clothes that had been burned by the flames. The man bent down, picked it up gently, and laid himself down in the coffin, putting a piece of thin clothing on his chest.

"Me too." The man mumbled without thinking.

The giant dragon overturned, its dry bones turned into sand, and the sarcophagus was buried under the sand dunes. In the vast black shadow desert, it could no longer be found.

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The author has something to say:

A little explanation: Long Xie is completely alive.Because Yawu placed his coffin in Fujiang's pelvis, the place where his mother conceived life, Yawu used some kind of dragon secret technique that the author himself did not know ╮(╯▽╰)╭, so that the dead Fujiang Once again, Long Xie was given a brand new body.And Fu Jiang is her old mother, so she is definitely willing to do this.Then soaked in the river formed by Fu Jiang's blood to absorb some nutrients, and then... miraculously, very far-fetched, he was resurrected!

Yawu voluntarily sits down because Jiang Jue is dead, and he has no will to live.

In addition, Shizunzun and Fenghua Jiang Qing are innocent, and Yawu's imagination is too much!

The following is the last chapter, so happy to fly!