Chapter 456

"Sister Feixue, I won't be here for long this time, but I'm hungry now."

Wu Xiaode said.

"I'll cook something for you." Shen Xiujun answered naturally.

"Is there any soup?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I'll boil it for you." Shen Xiujun smiled.

She turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"Okay, I won't say thank you - let me use the bar's car, I'll drive to the city to buy some supplies, and I'll replenish them for you." Wu Xiaode looked at Shen Feixue again.

Shen Feixue directly put the car keys on the bar, and said: "Drive carefully, there is a difficult road."

Wu Xiaode took the car keys and shouted at Shen Xiujun:

"Understood——Xiujun, I'll be back soon, looking forward to the meals you cook."

"Okay." Shen Xiujun said.

She actually went to the kitchen.

Wu Xiaode turned around, walked out of the bar, and got on the off-road vehicle.

The off-road vehicle roared and drove out of the town.

When the car got on the expressway between the desert and the oasis, Wu Xiaode suddenly unbuckled his seat belt and lightly landed on the passenger seat.

Immediately a handsome blond man with wings appeared in the driver's seat.

Ulysses.

"You drive, I'll sleep for a while."

Wu Xiaode yawned.

He adjusted the angle of the seat, closed his eyes, and lay down on it to rest.

Ulysses tacitly agreed with him, held the steering wheel with both hands, let go of the accelerator, slowed down the car, and drove forward at a leisurely pace.

bar, kitchen.

Bursts of light and shadow appeared in front of Shen Xiujun's beautiful eyes.

In the light and shadow picture, it is Wu Xiaode lying on the passenger seat and sleeping.

Shen Xiujun closed his eyes and opened them again.

"I really went shopping..."

Her expression became indifferent and unfeeling.

"Forget it, let me think about what a human teenager like him likes to eat."

She looked at the pots and pans in front of her, and began to think quickly about what kind of food she should cook in order to gain Wu Xiaode's reputation.

at the same time.

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes, quietly feeling the reminders that appeared in his mind:

"You have activated a piece of history contained in the Book of the Law of Destruction."

"For the sake of concealment, this history is about to unfold with the help of your dreams."

"Five seconds count down."

"five,"

"Four,"

"three,"

"two,"

"one!"

"The dream medium is ready."

"The bridge is built!"

"Time is disordered, but history is connected!"

"Enter--"

The sound of the car engine and wind noise disappeared instantly.

Everything becomes quiet.

It became dark all around.

After a few breaths.

The whole space seemed to vibrate violently, and Wu Xiaode could feel something rapidly appearing in the depths of the darkness.

A voice suddenly sounded in the ear:

"You can choose to bury this history completely, lest you know too much and be killed by the robber."

"The method is to take three steps back."

"That way you can immediately leave this history, go back to the dream state, and then wake up from the dream."

"It's all just a fantasy, you're safe."

"but if--"

"Your enemy is robbery, and if you really want to fight them, please take a step forward."

"You're going to be a part of something worthwhile."

Wu Xiaode suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing in the darkness.

Under his feet is a stone slab suspended in the air.

In front of and behind him, there is a section of stairs that can lead to different places.

Behind is my own dream.

Front--

He was silent for a while, and said softly:

"I still want to be a man."

After speaking, he took a step forward and immediately landed on the long wooden stairs.

"Oh? You are willing to fight Jiemo in order to maintain your masculinity?" the voice asked curiously.

"I was entangled, and kept attacking me, forcing me to like it."

Wu Xiaode shrugged his shoulders and said as concisely as possible: "I can't deal with it, the only way is to give myself a knife—but I still want to be a man, so let's do it—I am sure to defeat Jiemo."

There was a little more smile in that voice, and he responded, "Very well, come upstairs to see me."

The voice fell.

In an instant, the surroundings suddenly became bright.

Countless noisy and noisy voices sounded.

Guzheng and pipa sing together.

A faint female voice sang softly:

"Silver candle autumn light cold painting screen,"

"The sky is as blue as the water and the night is as light as the clouds,"

"The sound of geese goes far beyond Xiaoxiang,"

"On the twelfth floor, the moon shines by itself."

Wu Xiaode listened quietly, his gaze moved slowly, and he saw a lot of people downstairs drinking tea and drinking, listening to a little song.

And I was standing on the corridor on the third floor of a restaurant, with a big river outside, reflecting the snow-white cold moon.

The wind blows from the river.

Several lines of small ice crystal characters appeared in the void:

"Arrived at the destination."

"Currently, you have left the dream channel and are at an extremely critical historical moment in the past."

"Please proceed with caution."

All fine print is collected.

Wu Xiaode settled down, only feeling a little unbelievable.

The way to enter this history is really hidden enough.

But I don't know what I will see next?

He took a step forward, as the voice said, and walked up the stairs step by step.

At the end of the stairs is a box.

open the door.

In the box are several beautiful women, surrounded by a long-haired boy.

A woman is singing a cappella;

A woman filled the wine cup and was delivering it to the boy's lips;

A woman bowed her head and pinched his feet;

A woman knelt and sat behind the boy, letting him gently lean on her soft body.

There is also a woman who holds an orchid in her hand and inserts it between the boy's long hair.

The young man was fair-skinned and handsome, sitting cross-legged, holding a long knife in both hands, with his eyes slightly closed.

He slowly sipped the wine in the wine cup.

"The guests are here."

A woman laughed.

All the girls stood up together, bowed to Wu Xiaode, retreated silently, and closed the door for the two of them.

Wu Xiaode sat down opposite the boy, looking at the knife in his arms.

——In almost an instant, he found that the butterfly sword on his waist was gone.

And the knife in the young man's arms is the butterfly sword!

The boy finally opened his eyes, stroked the long knife lightly, and said:

"It's been too long, I never thought that this knife would come back to this moment."

"Is your Excellency the first speaker of the World Annihilation Council?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Exactly." The boy said.

He explained: "The World Annihilation Council is an organization attached to many robbers, providing them with various conveniences, and helping them destroy the world, and I am the founder of this organization."

"We have killed many worlds and made great achievements, making the robbers feel that we are indeed very valuable."

"That's why I'm now a celebrity on Jiemo's side."

A few strands of smiles appeared on Wu Xiaode's face, and he said softly:

"So that's the case, but as I said just now, I am the enemy of Jiemo."

The boy didn't reply, just turned his head and looked out the window.

In the night sky, countless streamers of light flew towards the depths of the sky, like a waterfall of light rewinding.

"Those are the souls of strong human beings."

He suddenly spoke.

"Soul?" Wu Xiaode was puzzled.

"Tonight is the time when all the strong in the world are completely defeated. They choose to cross the world of death and become heroic spirits in an attempt to preserve their strength and fight against the infinite catastrophe in the future."

The boy withdrew his gaze, and looked at Wu Xiaode.

"And my choice is different from theirs. I choose to attach to the robbers so that I can survive."

Wu Xiaode put his hand on the wild sword, and said softly: "It's understandable, after all, ants are greedy for life, let alone human beings?"

"Life and death are trivial matters, and there is a reason why I must survive." The boy said.

"Oh? What's the reason?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Among all the worlds, only God of Death has seen the scene when everyone is defeated. He finally believes that although the infinite catastrophe will destroy everything, in this era of ending everything, in the darkest moment, there must be some hope. "

"Hope?" Wu Xiaode couldn't help but ask.

The boy nodded and said:

"That hope is the fruit of fate that all the laws finally gather together and use all their strength to bear. It appears very short and is extremely difficult to capture."

"—Because Jiemo will definitely destroy it."

"If we don't grasp this fruit of destiny, we still won't be able to defeat Jiemo when all spirits come into the world in the future."

"And in this era, all the strong are dead."

"So no one of you guards that fruit?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Yes, someone must come from the future to pursue that fruit of fate—"

"But the problem here is that Jiemo will definitely kill him when he finds out about this person."

"So we need someone who Jiemo won't kill."

"That's me, a surrenderer."

Wu Xiaode was dumbfounded.

He couldn't help but a strong, uncontrollable emotion rose in his heart.

He saluted the boy seriously, and asked solemnly:

"How can I help you?"

The young man looked calm, and said: "After I die, this body will be left to you. Because I have surrendered, it is still valuable, so Jiemo will not kill you."

"You have to pursue the only fruit of hope for all of us, find a way to keep it, steal it, and bring it back to the future."

"In this way, there is hope for the future."

Wu Xiaode couldn't help asking:

"But how do you know that there will be someone like me in the future who will definitely come to this moment?"

The boy said word by word: "We don't know what the future will look like, but we have hope—"

"'Hope' is the final law of all beings."

He picked up the wine cup and continued calmly:

"After I die, it will be the moment of death."

"One day in the future, if the interweaving of laws and the emergence of destiny have a very small probability, a sentient being will awaken the rare power of death—"

"At that moment, there will be a heroic spirit who will grant my saber technique to that sentient being."

"If he has passed many tests and can finally stand in front of Jiemo without dying, he has the qualifications to meet me at this important moment that concerns everything."

"When I saw this man and saw his knife, I knew there was hope."

"We finally got such a person."

After the boy finished speaking, he picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

His aura suddenly became weak, and even gradually disappeared without a trace.

"Wait a minute, don't—" Wu Xiaode said hastily.

"Needless to say, life and death are minor matters."

The boy smiled at him and said softly, "Next, it's up to you."

Holding the unfinished glass of wine, he slowly closed his eyes.

he died.

In an instant, Wu Xiaode disappeared from the spot.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The boy opened his eyes again.

At this moment, he mastered his body and became him.

There was a little sadness on the boy's face.

He turned his head and watched countless meteors soaring into the sky outside.

These are the heroic spirits of mankind, crossing towards the world of death.

They are not reconciled to the fate of destruction, and are heading to the spirit world for a counterattack at a certain moment in the future.

Not even death can stop their will.

Stop counting.

The boy gently plucked the orchid from his head and placed it on the table.

The unfinished wine cup moved smoothly.

spilled.

before flowers.

The boy bowed his head, put his hands together, and mourned for a moment.

The moonlight shone on his face through the window, reflecting his long hair like snow.

There was a sudden roar outside.

The boy suddenly opened his eyes, pressed the knife, stood up, and whispered:

"You bury the spring and sell the bones with mud,"

"I send a head full of snow in the world."

He walked out the door.