Chapter 1471 Chapter 121 "Kitten."

Chapter 1471 Chapter 121 · "Kitten."

[To my father's father's friend:]

[How much do humans have to give up, so as to pay tribute to independence? .

[If the source of a seed is a rose species, can it only grow roses? .

[Love, happiness, laughter, happiness ... When a person's vision is limited to these beautiful things, he or the mature or even ultimate form of her growth is condensed by these things? .

[Hate, pain, torture, scolding ... When a person's growth environment and even the source are silt, where should he find his pure white root from? .

[The guidance of the elderly, the ancestors' inheritance of the grandchildren, the expectations of their parents to the children, and even a larger step. The latter's behavior cannot escape from the former's mortar. It is like a ring one after another, which has a radioactive impact, and surrounds the small groups with small groups. .

[When I was young, I heard my father's father's friend Casadia talked about the iceberg theory in the Satia family treatment: a person's "self" is like an iceberg, and everyone else can see only very few on the surface Part of -behavior, but a larger inner world is hidden in the depths of the ocean. .

[Behavior, response, feelings, perspectives, expectations, desire, self. .

[One person and the native environment will have inextricable connections, which will even affect a lifetime. .

[Once you have the idea of ​​chasing yourself, getting rid of the mortar, and cutting off your contact, you are regarded as "rebellion", "cross -rail", "bold and bold", "destroying order". .

[It's funny to say that my life is almost dedicated to being invisible from these silk threads. Like a beast, test, bite, collide, vent, and bleed blood. .

[Although I don't want to admit who my rebellion comes from, I have to admit that it does come from my father who is in the same vein with me. His rebellion, his pain, his desire for destruction, the violence in his heart ... all form the backbone of my world. .

[However, I am still proud, I have what he can't have -the mercy of my son -in -law, the empathy of compatriots. Some people have become the weaker or those who are more oppressed or more than those who are oppressed. I am honored to belong to the latter. This is what I am enough to stand up to my chest. .

[At the end, when he thought of me, I understood what mirror was. .

[I am a mirror, and he is looking at me. .

[I reflected all of him, but the water fog condensed with dust, spider web, particles, and water steam on the mirror ... it was all my part of my part. .

[I am a mirror, and he is not me. .

[He is the shadow in the mirror, and outside the mirror is the larger of the iceberg. .

[I am a mirror, he is a shadow, outside the mirror, and more others. .

[If I was fortunate to be written again, I had only one wish. .

[Please don't let me know who the writer is, and please don't let me see you again. .

[In this way, can I be slightly away from some old oscillases and dance freely in the spring breeze? .

[ - "Pray Day"]

Nympho

The claws of the swallow flickering scarlet glory, the flame was swallowed, and the temperature gradually dropped.

A bristled book was lying on the case.

——This is the "Book of General Collection" of Rawasha.

Su Mingan took a few steps and stretched out his hand.

At this time, the crystal branches and leaves of countless world trees were suddenly crazy, and the frenzy -like momentum broke out, and it came towards Su Ming'an.

Su Mingan originally thought that these branches and leaves were not malicious, but found that these branches and leaves were like blood -sucking worms, trying to pierce his flesh and draw his blood.

"Well!"

He immediately pulled out the amber knife, the space was cut, and the empty hole of three square meters appeared in the whole body, but the next knife had not fallen, and countless branches and leaves came crazy again.

"This is……"

He instantly remembered the memory of his once -absorbing memory, but under the coordination of Ireelle, he was clearly a friendly cooperative relationship with the world tree ...

Wait a moment.

Ireelle died.

So the world tree without brains, it is subconsciously eager for its complete seeds ...

Su Ming'an suddenly felt shock.

——He seems to be in a trap.

Is Imori really for him?

Her years are so long that she really doesn't care about death, but it also means that she doesn't care about any emotions. She can give her life to Su Mingan for occasional touch, but if she has other purposes? For example, to provide the world tree with a source of energy that will never be absorbed ...

"boom--!"

The floating artillery bombarded, Su Mingan retreated, but this is the core of the world tree, and there are endless branches and leaves in any corner.

"... here to me."

At this time, a mature and soft voice came from the edge of the lake.

A man with long green hair, wearing white clothes and standing under a apricot tree. I don't know when it appeared.

The situation was urgent, and Su Mingan rushed over a few steps. After arriving under the apricot tree, he found that the pervasive branches and leaves did not penetrate in, which seemed to be a safe barrier.

"You ..." He quickly recognized who the green man was.

"This should be our first meeting. But maybe you have heard my name many times." The green-haired man grinned and said, "Qiao. Witch clan, Si Que's adoptive father, the royal engineer of the Red Tower in the Second Era."

"I know you. But I heard that the next generation of witches will appear only after the previous generation of witches dies. And as far as I know, Si Que would have died at the age of eighteen, but history proves that he survived and later became a dual race of magpies and witches." Su Mingan's implication was obvious.

"Well, you are well-informed." Qiao nodded casually: "But what if Si Que is not Si Que?"

"What?"

"No, just pretend I didn't say it." Qiao raised his hands and smiled:

"Let's talk about what happened just now. You saw that the World Tree used you as an energy source. Ah, this has to mention one thing. Do you know why the Watcher must stay in the world?"

Su Mingan paused for a moment and said word by word: "Because they are... the heart of the world?"

Qiao smiled calmly: "It's just like a person needs a heartbeat to live, and the Watcher is for this purpose. It used to be Ijurel, and the alternatives were Si Que, Su Wenjun and Qi Zhou... But now, they are all gone, and the World Tree has to find you."

"Did you do it on purpose?" Su Mingan suddenly said.

"What do you mean by intentional?" Qiao was surprised.

"You did it on purpose." Su Mingan used an affirmative tone: "Lead me here."

Su Wenjun could obviously burn the books first and instantly make Qi Zhou lose his ability to resist, so why did he pretend to fight with Qi Zhou for a long time until he came over?

Of course, Su Wenjun could not burn all the books, but if he ignored Qi Zhou, he could burn many more books.

"Oh..." Qiao smiled mysteriously: "Guess what we talked about?"

Su Mingan also smiled: "You Luowasha are really talented, digging pits for me to step on, and don't regard me as an ally at all."

He wanted to say "heartless and righteous", but then he thought, the two worlds are originally in a cooperative relationship, who stipulates that they must love each other. It's just a world game that makes many unrelated people become close friends. Of course, some people in Luowasha come from Zhai Xing, but most of them are not.

Qiao did not deny it, but smiled: "Aren't we all trying to survive? It's just that saviors like you usually like to use emotional statements instead of rational statements to inspire the tragic spirit of salvation of most people. But in fact, if there is a chance, you can take everyone to hide in someone's dream and abandon Luowasha. I like to talk openly, I hope you don't mind."

"I don't care." Su Mingan said. He didn't get angry at Qiao at all, but was very calm: "So, you want to trap me here. You take the Book of the Complete Works and take Luo Vasha to happiness?"

"I am a selfish person, and I really want to do this." Qiao spread his hands: "But the problem is that we have received your favor. If I really do this, as a person who crosses the river and destroys the bridge, I am afraid I will be criticized by thousands of people. So, I am also very embarrassed and want to talk to you."

"I have a question." Su Mingan looked around.

"Hmm?"

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, look!

"I just tried it. This is the core of the world tree, where the world rules are located. All super-standard abilities cannot take effect here. So, if I use the old relationship to lure Noel Ajinni here..."

Then, he will give his identity as a watcher to anyone he trusts. That person is equivalent to the new Ijulaire, borrowing the advantage of the venue and the power of heaven and earth... Players, can you take this opportunity to get rid of your identity and leave?

This plan no longer requires him to sacrifice himself. Someone else will take his place.

... He seemed to understand why Qiao was here.

"What happened back then? Did you pass on your witch identity to Si Que at the cost of your death? Are you dead or alive?" Su Ming'an said.

"Well." Qiao said, "I'll leave this final story for Si Que to tell you in person after he wakes up. Time is urgent, so I won't say more."

He waved his right hand, and the apricot tree disappeared.

In an instant, branches and leaves surged up, like hungry blood-sucking worms.

Qiao took the initiative to stretch out his hands.

The branches and leaves found a new target and immediately drilled towards Qiao, greedily absorbing Qiao's blood, no longer paying attention to Su Ming'an.

Su Ming'an stood aside, watching this scene.

... What a primitive thirst for blood.

Nature is primitive and cruel, and so is the world tree. It is just a spiritual tree with survival needs, following natural laws, and filtering drama memory lenses. Humans are just willing to be moved and give it all kinds of praise.

"If I didn't agree to attract Noel Ajinni, I would be the one being sucked by the branches and leaves." Su Ming'an said lightly.

Qiao's face turned pale and he squinted his eyes: "The savior is a smart man, why ask some simple questions. You are great, but I am a rational guy. I hope you don't hate the whole Luowasha because of this. I am just one of the very selfish people."

"Aren't you afraid that I will run away after I agree?" Su Ming'an said.

"I am afraid, but a small person like me can only pray for the promise of a 'big man'. Apart from this, there is no other way, right?" Qiao smiled.

He stroked the branches and leaves of the world tree around him, as if stroking a kitten licking milk.

Blood dripped onto the ground and was greedily licked away by the branches and leaves.

Su Mingan glanced at the book of the collection and knew that he couldn't take it away, nor did he need to take it away. He squatted down, cut off a piece of Qi Zhou's cat ear hat, put it in the backpack grid, and turned to leave.

"I hope you can hold on until the next time I see you."

Although Qiao's words were all about interests, he didn't hate such people.

"Don't worry, my vitality is very tenacious, and the world tree knows moderation. It's just a greedy kitten..." Qiao's voice floated behind him.

The lake flowed, the branches and leaves swayed, and the smell of burning remained in the wind.

Su Mingan took a few steps and took out "Siber's Tracking Compass".

When he confronted Noel before, he quietly marked it, not knowing whether he could accurately locate Noel's position. Logically speaking, people at Noel's level should have mastered the method of shielding positioning.

The compass showed a coordinate (2891, 7281, 121), not knowing whether it was correct or not.

"This coordinate is in..." Su Ming'an's heart suddenly tightened: "Experimental City No. 1?"

Isn't Noel confronting everyone near the World Tree? Why is it shown that Noel is in Experimental City No. 1?

...

Experimental City No. 1.

Current air temperature: 41 degrees.

A ball of white jelly, floating in the air.

God, the Supreme, the artificial Lin tribe, the world ruler...it is the darling of this world.

It opened its eyes and stared at everything coldly.

"You...why did you suddenly explode just now!" Ran Bo screamed hysterically: "You killed Liu Yan-you killed Liu Yan!"

The white jelly calmly lowered its eyes, as if it didn't understand why its "father" was so angry, and it didn't have human emotions.

Although Ijurel was gone, Xiaobai, who was separated from her, was still alive. Xiaobai held Ran Bo: "Calm down!"

"How do you ask me to calm down! This thing that I don't know if it is a human or a ghost. It, it killed..." Ran Bo took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down.

He suddenly felt pain. Was Si Que right? The experiment that he insisted on killing others.

"No, the experiment was successful. Its prototype is already perfect, but it lacks a righteous and kind soul and a body with abundant energy." At this time, a smiling voice suddenly came.

Xiaobai was instantly alert. This is the field formed by the power of time, and outsiders cannot enter. Who is this sudden voice?

She turned around, but suddenly felt her body soften...

At the same time, Ran Bo also fell down with weakness.

"Tap, tap, tap."

A man in a black robe walked in slowly, looking at the white gel in the air.

A few golden hairs floated up, revealing a pair of dark blue eyes.

He raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the white gel, with a stunning light in his eyes:

"What a masterpiece..."

"Master Lin, welcome to this world, do you want to be my best friend?"