Chapter 242 How Much Did He Plan?

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"Don't call me my father, or call my name directly."

The old monster who had lived after a long time was called his father. Chu Xiu always felt weird.

"Also!" The person in the painting smiled helplessly, "Are you here to find people?"

"Well, one of my old people came to Tianlu."

"They are still sacrificing you here."

Chu Xiu stretched out his finger at the table with a simple rock.

The person in the painting nodded, "A woman in red, and the other is the daughter of my old man."

"The woman in red has your origin, should it be your Taoist couple?"

The people in the painting are delicate, and their mouths are surprised.

"My father loved a lot, but he had never had a Taoist couple, but he never thought of you so affectionate."

Chu Xiu rolled his eyes and muttered, "A old place that doesn't understand the taste of women, male!"

When the person in the painting is stiff, it is about to refute.

However, as soon as he was preparing to speak, thinking of Chu Xiu's identity, he swallowed it back.

He did not dare to reject his father.

"Are they going to the sky too?"

Chu Xiu asked.

The person in the painting did not respond for the first time. He passed his head and looked at the void, as if he was watching something.

After a long time.

Then he looked at Chu Xiu and said, "The passage of going to the sky disappears."

Seeing Chu Xiu's face puzzled.

The person in the painting explained: "The channel is actually a spatial crack connecting to the sky. At that time, I and her came to the enemy here, penetrated the cosmic wall barrier, leaving this relatively stable space crack."

"So, why does it disappear?"

"The energy is exhausted."

"100,000 years can we gather enough natural energy for people to pass."

"Thousands of years?"

Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes and confused: "The daughter of your old man, isn't it through this place to come to the sky?"

"Hahaha--"

The portrait in the painting was the funny joke, and laughed up. "The star world has been sealed by his father. Before the power of seal dissipation, let alone her, the Emperor Xian Emperor wants to come in is a delusion."

"She came to the Tianqiong continent 100,000 years ago through spatial cracks."

"I came to the sky of the sky 100,000 years ago ....."

Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes.

The person in the painting nodded and puzzled, "She waited for 100,000 years to take away your red Taoist?"

\ "What is the purpose of her. \"

Chu Xiu frowned and looked at the person in the painting, "What kind of purpose do you know?"

The person in the painting shook his head, "I don't know."

"Don't worry, she is the daughter of her father's subordinates, and she will never hurt your Taoist couple."

"I suspect that this matter is also related to my father's layout."

People in the painting add.

Chu Xiu took a deep breath, "How much did he lay out?"

In the painting, the person shrugged and shook his head, "only he knows this question."

"My father was detached by reincarnation, the strength of strength was overwhelmed, and the time was long. Looking at the past and present, this world has no secret to him."

"Do you know how the Emperor of the Wan tribe secretly calls my father secretly?"

Chu Xiu shook his head, he knew a ghost!

"My father's layout is all overwhelmed. He once paired with heaven, and he was better than heaven. Everyone was unwilling to surrender.

"The end of the myth."

"The darkest era of human race comes."

"At that time, as the emperor, he and Tiandao, Wan nationality, even with the entire universe and the entire universe, can still lead the ethnic group to take a bloody life."

"He has a good character, but is my favorite father, the supreme emperor of the human race, and the terrible man of the Wan nationality as God."

In the painting, the people were worshiped, raising their arms, as if to embrace the whole world.

Chu Xiu's eyes moved slightly, and his heart would inevitably rise.

Imagine.

In the mythical era, Wan tribe is bright. He uses life as a chess, playing against heaven, and wins the heavens, how amazing the talent should be.

Unfortunately, as if he was like him, facing the heavenly counterattack, he still lost.

At that time, what mood was when he stepped on the reincarnation?

Chu Xiu secretly thought, unknowingly clenched his fist.

The fluttering after the emperor was disappeared at this moment.

As he is as strong as he is defeating, my strength is not enough now.

It is better to become stronger.

Of course, I have to deal with foreign enemies who are about to come to the Starry Universe first.

"Chu Xiu, do you want to go to the sky?"

The voice of the person in the painting pulled Chu Xiu's thoughts back to reality.

"If you want to go to the sky, I can help you."

Chu Xiu shook his head decisively, "I can't leave the sky continent for the time being."

In the painting, the eyes of the black cave are at the point of Chu Xiu, silent for a long time, and sighs: "You have too many closures."

"Also like her!"

"If you don't care about me, it will not end so desolate."

Chu Xiu laughed, "Do you regret falling in love with her?"

"No, I don't regret it!"

"She regrets it?"

The people in the painting still shook their heads, raised their trembling palms, covering her chest and heart position. "She smiled before her dying and was deeply in my mind. She said that she had no regrets."

Seeing that he was about to get out of control.

Chu Xiu patted his shoulder and comforted: "In the future, there will be a way to resurrect her."

The person in the painting nodded, his dark eyes fixed on Chu Xiu, and he took a deep breath: "You have really changed."

Chu Xiu looked at the locust tree with his hands behind his back, and sighed:

"We have experienced the vast sea of ​​​​the world, and we must always see countless people and endless scenery. Some people are people who pick scenery, while some people themselves are the most beautiful scenery in the world."

"Your father is the emperor of mankind. He is too powerful, knows too much, and bears the fate of too many people. That's why he doesn't want to be bound by others. He is afraid of the separation of life and death."

"But I'm different~" Chu Xiu retracted his gaze and looked at the person in the painting, "I am just an ordinary person. Living freely and casually is my ultimate goal. "

"I am who I am. I don't want to live like him."

The man in the painting stared at Chu Xiu, his dry lips moving, "I agree with your idea, but how many people are helpless in the torrent of fate?"

"Born in this weird era of heaven."

"You take freedom as your ultimate goal. It seems simple, but it is actually extremely difficult."

"How can you know that no egg will be intact under an overturned nest?"

"I understand these principles, so I need to become stronger." Chu Xiu stared at the man in the painting deeply, "I want to leave the Heavenly Road and return to the Sky Continent. What are your plans? Do you want to leave with me?"

The man in the painting shook his head, "I want to stay with her here, so I won't go with you."

Chu Xiu didn't force it.

He waved his robe sleeves, turned around and left, just as he said.

Looking at his back as he walked away.

"You have a harder time than anyone else in this life. You have too many enemies. Be careful."

The old voice of the man in the painting went away with the wind.

But he didn't get a response from Chu Xiu.

"Father, take care!"

The person in the painting clenched his fists and whispered softly.

He retracted his gaze, walked to the body, and merged with it.

"Xinhuai, I finally saw my father..."

The wind blew through the locust tree, and the branches swayed and rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound, as if responding to his words.