Chapter 32 Chapter 32 Zhuolu

In the wild of Zhuolu, clouds hang from the sky. The grass waves undulate in the wind, and a river winds westward, clear and cold, flowing under the feet of the madman.Behind him is an old tree across the river, and the reflection of moonlight in the water is like dancing silver flakes. On the eve of the decisive battle, the monsters formed a square formation in front of the river, and they held high the flame-colored banner, which looked pure black in the night.Not far away, Zhuolu City on the horizon was brightly lit, the sound of sharpening knives enveloped the city all night, and the battle flag with cloud and dragon patterns fluttered over the city.

Sitting on Kuangmo's lap, she hugged his neck. The wind blew up her skirt and long black hair, revealing her jade-white and transparent nape and legs. She was so enchanting that it made people frightened, but the monsters kept on. Calm, they had fallen asleep standing up.Yan Mei smiled slightly, and kissed the icy mouth of Kuangmo, Kuangmo no longer knew how to refuse. "Tell me about our past," the deep voice oscillated in the madman's chest, "before I became like this." "You don't remember at all?" Qi Mei whispered next to his ear, her soft and slender hair brushing against the cold visor.

"Can not remember." "Isn't it good not to remember?" "But I want to know." "We met back then," Yan Mei hugged his neck, kissed the cold iron mask, "run together." "Yeah." Iron Armor nodded. "Your surname is Jiang, and you are the son of a wealthy family; Fengbo Yushi is also the same. At that time, I was wearing men's clothing, and we were collectively called the Four Young Masters of Zhuolu City." "En." The madman nodded again. "We have done a lot of things in Zhuolu City. We are very famous. Everything is done against the Yellow Emperor, such as tearing down Cangjie's school, robbing a cooked butcher's shop, and cutting off the Yellow River Dam. We did it all. .In short, we just killed people, danced and danced every day, and the eight words of cruelty, cruelty, and evil are very appropriate to describe our style at that time, but we lived a very happy life. By the way, we also abducted the new wife of the Yellow Emperor. "

The madman laughed like a bellows, "Then the Yellow Emperor must have died of anger, right?" "Of course he was so angry. He wanted to kill you so much, but he couldn't." "Yeah, I'm very hard, he can't cut mine." The madman said, "But I don't remember." "Hahahahaha, do you know that you were a fool before, and you are still a fool now, a big fool!" Qi Mei laughed suddenly. "Then we are the Fourth Young Master of Zhuolu City, we know each other so well, are we all idiots?" Kuangmo asked. Yan Mei stopped smiling, and hugged his head, "Yes, we are all fools."

"It's great to have you here, you can help me remember the past." Kuangmo said: "I'm not afraid of anything else, but I'm afraid that one day I can't find you, and I won't know who I am." Qi Mei pressed her face against his visor, "You couldn't say such explicit love words before." "What about Yunjin? I had a dream last night, and I dreamed that I was walking on a long road with a person named by that name." Kuangmo said again. "You say that name again... I didn't catch it." "Yun, Jin." Kuangmo said every word.

"Do you feel heartache when you say this name again? Does your nose feel sore? Do you feel like crying a little?" Qi Mei sat up and patted his face left and right. The madman looked down at his body, "But I have no heart, no nose, and no eyes." "It's so pitiful, if the cowardly you in the past, your nose and tears would have covered your face when you said this name?" Qi Mei clenched her fist and smashed it on the armored helmet. "It's just that every time I think about it, I always feel that there is dew on my face." Kuang Mo said, "It's wet."

Yan Mei gently wiped his iron visor, there was a thin layer of water droplets on the visor, the closer to the two black eye holes, the denser it was. "Don't cry, you will rust if you cry any more." Qi Mei said. "Is this crying?" Mad Demon said, "Tell me about Yunjin again." "She is a young lady from a wealthy family. Her big house soars into the sky. Every girl is raised in it and can only see the sky the size of a well. But Yun Jin was born with snow-white wings, happy or unhappy She spread her wings and flew away, and her family could not catch her. She flew high above the clouds like a swallow, and spread her wings to let the wind carry her there for days and nights, but she herself Fell asleep. The place she flew to was very quiet and quiet, the sky was pitch black, like a wall of black basalt, the stars were inlaid on it like gems, and there were white clouds below, no one could hurt her, nor No one will wake her up." Qi Mei said softly: "Our Fourth Young Master of Zhuolu City and Yun Jin are good friends, she will sometimes take us to fly to the East China Sea, and I will use magic to form a boat on the sea, Uncle Feng Let the wind blow us far to Penglai, Yushi is at the helm, and Yunjin is playing the sheng at the bow, and the sea beasts and dragon monsters will sink to the bottom of the sea obediently when they hear her music, and no one will hurt us."

"Then what am I doing?" "You've always been the most useless of us, so you don't do anything." "Oh, that's right." The madman said, "The brocade is always flying in the sky, so how could it walk on the road with me?" "Because you can't fly, fool. In order to walk with you, she folded her wings and landed on the ground. But the ground is very dangerous, and many people will hurt her, so she is very scared." "Oh, then we're really good friends." "At that time we were all good friends," Qi Mei curled up against his chest, trembling slightly, tears rolling down her face silently, "laughed together... ran together, at that time, the sky in Zhuolu City was blue."

The sun rises, and the war that changed the fate of the entire Central Plains began thousands of years ago. On half of the sky, the sun was blazing like a flame, and on the other half of the sky, it was covered with dark clouds, heavy rain and strong winds, and the blue-colored air scattered from the monsters into the sky, forming sad clouds.The warriors of the Xuanyuan tribe headed south in golden sunlight, and the demons headed north with rain splashing on their armor. They met in the place where light and darkness intermingle.The halberds are criss-crossed, the heroes are beheaded, the monsters are roaring, the ancient land is full of smoke and dust, the begging wizards on the top of the mountains are singing like banners naked, the blood is vaporized under the scorching light, and the battlefield is filled with red fog. .

The Yellow Emperor overlooked from the dragon chariot, and the six dragons were flying, and the clouds were surging. The Yinglong army on the left is facing the 50,000 demons led by Yushi, the Yingzhao army on the right is also facing 50,000 demons, and the elite cloud division led by Fenghou in the middle is facing off against the 100,000 demons on the opposite side.The leaders of those monsters sat cross-legged on the top of a high mountain in the distance, with a dog-tooth battle ax familiar to the Yellow Emperor resting on their knees, and a seductive woman nestled beside them.After the wind did not dare to move lightly, there was a small figure standing under the mountain. It was a child with green hair, holding a huge red oiled paper umbrella, and the pouring rain hit his umbrella.

Huangdi missed Dahong again, and if Dahong was still alive, he could stand by his side and talk to him. But now he can only hold the hilt of Shang Fang's sword tightly, feeling the strong and cold wind above the flowing clouds. Last night he asked the wizard about the outcome of this battle. The wizard used tortoise yarrow for divination, and he could burn the tortoise shell with flames. The tortoise shell suddenly broke into pieces. The little wizard accidentally knocked over the bamboo tube containing yarrow, and the yarrow spilled one place.The sorcerer clapped his hands and showed a helpless look to the Yellow Emperor. On the vast field under the clouds, sharp arrows tore through the air, and thrown spears flew by like locusts. Under the cover of sharp arrows and thrown spears, Wang Shi's elite iron tiger guards charged forward, driving forward in chariots, waving Ge halberd.But the defense line of the monsters did not retreat at all. The monsters used their steel bodies forged from eating iron sand to catch sharp arrows and spears, and then pulled them down to fight back against the approaching chariots. People and monsters roared together, and the earth trembled slightly. The madman sitting on the top of the mountain slowly raised his head in the storm, and looked at the Yellow Emperor from dozens of miles away.Huangdi really hated that kind of opponent, because he couldn't see through his opponent's eyes, all he saw was an endless darkness.The dragon chariot headed towards the top of the mountain with the attitude and movement of an eagle swooping down. The madman pushed the woman away, picked up the tomahawk from his lap, and jumped out of the top of the mountain! "Kill!" He roared, and the bleak wind and rain were broken by him with an axe, and a flame-colored brilliance streaked across the air on the top of the mountain, like a rainbow. Feng Hou took a long, slow breath, lifted the green axe, and charged towards the red oiled paper umbrella, with a hundred thousand people following behind him.The child under the umbrella looked at him quietly, threw away the red oil umbrella, and took out a two-foot-long Zhan Ge from behind. No one knew where he hid it before, and that weapon was taller than the goblin Three to five times, there are countless tooth spurs protruding, and the whole body is the pale white of withered bones. The moment the Qingyue and the Gu Ge clashed, there was a thunderous roar in mid-air, and after the wind, he felt the pale white miasma that was so powerful that it could blow his face apart spilled from the Gu Ge, and his wrist Shaking, pain in the face. "Your weapon is really powerful." Feng Hou looked up at the thunder and lightning caused by the two fighting each other on the clouds, and the sky was shaking.It broke down once a long time ago, and a woman named Nuwa repaired it, but it has not been very strong. Feng Hou thought he should have reminded the elder brother to control it a little.But he has no chance to do so now, the little goblin brandished that terrifying weapon, which made the terrifying sound of thousands of ghosts wailing. Light. The blood of humans and demons seeped into the depths of the earth. If one looked down from the height of the Emperor of Heaven at this moment, one would see a dazzling red spot in the center of the land of China getting bigger and bigger. The Yellow Emperor and the madman brandished weapons facing each other. The madman couldn't fly, but the seductive female fairy on the mountain below raised a powerful blue miasma, which was so thick that it was almost substantive. Go up to the height of the Yellow Emperor's dragon chariot.Huangdi has never felt such a tricky battle, even when facing Yandi, because the strength and speed of the madman are exactly the same as him, this is a battle where there is no chance of opportunism, Huangdi would rather the one in his hand is not sharp enough to cut Kaiyang's Shangfang sword is a golden hammer for beating drums and urns, so that he can wield it more comfortably.The battle between him and the madman has become a pure physical contest. No one expects that one blow can cause any damage. Up is endless. Huang Di thought that this battle might last for tens of thousands of years, so that two similar forces were fighting against each other. Every time their weapons collided, the power of blazing flames, chilling snow, light and lightning radiated in all directions, the clouds were cut to pieces by these forces, rumbling sounds came from the sky, and burning stone chips It fell and turned into a fine rain of fire. The madman laughed, incomparably joyful. "Monster, I want to ask you a few questions." Fenghou shouted. "Then you have to ask quickly," the sprite waved the bone dagger imperceptibly, "because you can't hold on anymore, and you will die in a while." "Chi You is dead, right?" "Yes, the guy woke up from the darkness only because he was determined to die." "Then what's the point of you guys still coming to fight this battle?" Feng Hou felt that he was about to be pressed to the ground by the demon miasma, "The last person of the Shennong Ministry has died, and the persistence and sadness of the past are now Like blisters in the sun, they go away after a few years." The monster's bone spear slammed down, "I don't know, if you are not so verbose, you still have a chance to say a few more words." "You don't know that you are still so ruthless?" Feng Hou spat out a mouthful of blood. "Because Xie Mei said that he wanted to do this." Xie Yao said, "Actually, I'm a very simple elf. I don't have any particular reason. I know you killed Xing Tian just by talking about it, but it doesn't work for me." "But that pretty junior sister of yours likes Chi You, doesn't she?" Feng Hou tried his last strength, "Aren't you jealous?" "No." Sprite said seriously, and nodded, "Loving someone is to make her happy." "You idiot monster." The poor Feng Hou finally cursed. "Consider surrender?" Ying Long heard Fenghou's voice in the distance, and also shouted to the Rain Master who was surrounded by demons, "Surrendering us has all the benefits, your brother Chi You also surrendered, didn't he?" "Yeah," Yu Shi said viciously, "then our princess died." "But you don't have a woman, so nothing will happen." Ying Long himself felt that this reason was forced. "Yeah, no, because the one I like is dead." Rain Master raised his head, bathed in the torrential rain he summoned, gritted his teeth and smiled. "You don't have to try to persuade me to surrender," Feng Bo said, "I'm just here to help my brother." Yingzhao waved the electric halberd, but said nothing with his lips pursed. "Compared to this, we are two more useless people on this battlefield!" Uncle Feng rushed forward again in the gust of wind. "But you have to be loyal in life!" Uncle Feng swung his knife and slashed at Yingzhao's head. Dancing on the top of the enchanting mountain, listening to the sound of the world almost collapsing, thousands of people shouted to kill, and thousands of people fell down.She felt so good, not lonely at all, just a little sad. She was very happy that the group of them went from Zhuolu City to Jiuli and returned from Jiuli. The road was very long. She sat on the shoulders of the madman, and the wind blew her long hair like a green flag.She cherishes every day on the road, because she knows that these people will go to the end, so on those nights with stars and moons, she let the madman hug her and sit under the sky, looking up together.At this time, time passed very slowly, as if it could last forever. They don't come here to get anything, but to erase those sad memories, so only the Jedi are waiting for them. As she danced, the blue miasma became more and more intense in the sky. The man stepped on the miasma she had condensed with the essence of witchcraft for hundreds of years. Everything is so beautiful, but it's a pity that it's not her man. She felt that she was weakening. She had drank the sun and the moon for hundreds of years, and now her life was blooming like fireworks on this battlefield.She knew that she was about to go out, but she was still burning most grandly, like a song whose voice was getting clearer and about to be cut off.She thinks it is good to be a bouquet of fireworks, because every day of life is splendid, and there will not be a lot of time to regret before it goes out. So for a goblin, he would rush into the crowd with his weak fists. That's why I broke through the store door and snatched the most beautiful white silk and wrapped it around your shoulders. So he would pick up an earthen brick and face Dahong's knife. So I still snatched the ancient battle ax... Facing the Yellow Emperor, raised the battle ax with all my strength! I just want to tell that old man named Huangdi that our life, which is as strong as wine, can burn like wine and warm each other. She was so happy, dancing, laughing, and her tears, like the rain against the flow, rose into the sky with the miasma, where it was transpired into clouds by the man's fighting spirit, and finally covered the entire earth. She felt a sharp pain in the back of her heart, lowered her head, and the sharp blade flickered on her chest.In all directions around her, the elites of the Iron Tiger Guard had climbed to the top of the mountain, and the legs of the young man who stabbed her with a knife behind his back were trembling.She had no chance to resist, she used all her strength to maintain the demon miasma that seemed to be real, because the man she liked was stepping on her life in mid-air. She didn't know if the tin man understood her heart at the end, that blue demon cloud was a gift she gave him, making him fly like a dragon. Cyan blood dripped down the tip of the knife, and Yan Mei really wanted to turn around and slap that young Tie Huwei's face.But she suddenly felt that all of this didn't matter, so she turned her head and smiled contemptuously at that person.The Iron Tiger Guards surrounded him from all directions, holding their knives high.Qi Mei plucked off the longest hair, cut off the connection between Yao Miasma and herself, and the black hair penetrated into Yao Miasma like a snake and rose to the sky. Qi Mei rushed forward with all her strength, the knife left her body, and the blue blood splashed in the air like irises in full bloom.She knocked away an Iron Tiger Guard, threw herself out of the cliff, and deftly turned in the air. The old demon walked towards her slowly in the full moon, stepping on the brilliance of the moon, with a mysterious smile on his dry face. Qi Mei stood on the tallest pine branch and smiled arrogantly in return. The wind blew mightily from under the tree, blowing her skirt and long hair and dancing against the sky. "Xiao Mei, did you find it?" "found it." "Are you sure?" "Sure." The old demon nodded, turned around and walked back on the road formed by the moonlight. "Aren't you going to ask me what I found?" Yan Mei said behind the old demon. "No need, because you are so sure." The old demon didn't look back. Everyone on the battlefield looked up at the girl's fall. The strong wind blew her skirt and long hair, and her seven-foot black hair spread like a burning flame. "Qi Mei, are you diving again?" The little goblin turned her head and murmured, "I'm about to hit the ground, be careful when you meet..." Yan Mei smiled arrogantly in mid-air. She fell to the ground, and the hard ground broke her neck, just as cruel as a gust of wind uprooting a wisteria. After a brief silence, the soldiers of Master Yun raised their arms and shouted excitedly. After the wind, they felt that the pressure from the green ax was lightened. The little green-haired goblin held the huge bone spear and looked in the direction of the mountain. He did not Looking at his expression, a squirrel sprang out of his arms, stood on his shoulder, hugged a pine cone, and shed tears silently. Both Yingzhao and Yinglong seized the opportunity, and the electric halberd roasted Feng Bo's half body into charcoal, and the Chengying sword was embedded in the center of Yu Shi's forehead, and blood flowed down like a spring. "Looks like what the predecessors said is right, if you don't have the ability to stand a knife, you shouldn't come out to mess around, let alone be a big brother." Yu Shi held Jianfeng in his hand, "My father will know that he is going to lose a son, This time I did something that none of my brothers dared to do, the Yellow Emperor will punish him, right? That’s great, he must remember me this time.” He suddenly raised the knife and stabbed Ying Long in the heart, and before he succeeded, Ying Long cut off his head. "Actually, I'm just a passer-by. Does this have anything to do with me from the beginning to the end?" Uncle Feng said, "Crossing the rivers and lakes really depends on what kind of elder brother to choose and what kind of younger brother to accept, but I have made the wrong choice. " He patted his scorched half body and saw his body falling apart like rotten wood, "Who told me to be such a loyal person?" Yingzhao followed Yiji and turned the other half of his body into coke. Like his colleagues, Feng Hou wanted to step up and attack, but he didn't dare. Something was changing on the little goblin, and Feng Hou couldn't tell. An iron tiger guard boldly stepped forward and tried to stab the female fairy's heart with a knife. She didn't move, with a smile on her face, she was lying on the ground in a pool of blue blood. "Dead! Really dead!" Tie Huwei yelled at the whole field. The Iron Tiger Guards all understood that they drew their knives to cut off the goblin's head. It should be hung on the gate of Zhuolu City, and the seven-foot black silk hangs down like a waterfall. "Qi Mei, are you dead?" The little goblin murmured, "I thought there would never be such a day, I watched you die..." His chest was split open, pale white ribs stretched out, wrapping his body like a tangled cage, the skin on his legs was also split, it was because his leg bones were growing rapidly, he The back of his body was split open, six snow-white bone wings spread out, his forehead was split, argali-like horns grew out and pressed on the green hair, his eyes were split open, and bright red drops of blood flowed out . He had grown into a burly man, with bones as his muscles and armor, and a hard, pale light flowing all over his body. "You actually killed her!" The demon roared angrily, "How could you kill her?" He spread out his six wings, and each bone spur on the wingtips held a corpse. The surging monster power shot in all directions like thousands of sharp arrows, and the iron tiger guards exploded into blood under the tremendous pressure. , the dying wailed with the last of their strength, but no one could hear them. A voice echoed throughout the battlefield, "You actually killed her? You actually killed her? You actually killed her?" "At this time, it's probably useless to talk about mourning by the way?" Feng Hou said, covering his ears with his hands. The monster rushed out with a sharp howling sound. Wherever he went, blood poured into the sky, and the strong wind blew away everyone who stood in front of him.He rushed to the girl's side, watching a fast-handed Tie Huwei holding a knife in one hand and the seven-foot-long head in the other, trembling like sifting chaff.The headless corpse on the ground was slowly turning into dust and flying in the wind of the battlefield. "Give it to me." The demon stretched out his hand to the Iron Tiger Guard. "Give it to me." He repeated. Tie Huwei finally gathered enough strength, reached out and handed the head to the monster. "Qi Mei, I have grown up, will you marry me?" The demon held the human head gently in his arms.He put his head close to his ear, waiting for her answer, like a child holding a conch and listening to the sound of the sea.The head did not answer him, only the nervous breathing of the Iron Tiger Guards could be heard in his ears. The world suddenly became so monotonous, cold and lonely. The demon grabbed one of his ribs and slowly pulled it out.The rib twisted and deformed in the air, taking the shape of a sword as the last drop of blood slid from it.The demon put the head into the chest cavity surrounded by his ribs, held a spear in one hand and a knife in the other, and looked around at everyone. He spun like a blood-colored stamen, every Tie Huwei around him was a petal, and that flower opened. Feng Hou wanted to retreat, but it was too late, the monster came towards him beheading everyone he met on the road.Before he approached Fenghou, Fenghou already smelled a strong smell of blood. The blood droplets stirred up by the demon swept across the ground, like a rain coming sideways. Li can barely stand. "Monster, do I still have a chance to ask another question?" Fenghou shouted. "Last question." Yao Yao stood in front of him holding a bloody bone dagger. "Your dearest person is dead, why don't you leave? Why are you fighting? For those who have been dead for decades? Or for freedom, ideals, or the youthful years fluttering like white clothes, you have to have some reason. No? What are you for?" Feng Hou said. "Because Chi Mei died... I'm very sad." Yaomo said lightly. "You are sad, shouldn't you find a place to cry for a while?" "But I'm a monster." Feng Hou was taken aback, "What happened to the monster?" The monster raised its bones high and roared forward, "When the monster is sad, just kill someone!" At the last moment when Gu Ge fell on Fenghou's head, the demon's footsteps staggered, and Gu Ge and Gu Jian fell to the ground weakly.Yingzhao and Yinglong drew back the electric halberd and Chengying sword from behind his back, and countless arrows pierced the demon's back heart.Feng Hou did not give up this precious opportunity, and advanced to swing the green axe, slashing at the demon's forehead.The demon did not cover his forehead, but formed a barrier with his hands to protect his chest, as if holding a lotus flower in his heart.Qingyue cut open the monster's skull, went straight down, and stopped after cutting into the lotus flower made of hand bones. The miasma is gone, which is a sign of the death of a demon. Feng Hou slowly pulled the green ax from the monster's head, the monster's body dissipated like smoke, his chest opened, and a seven-foot-long head and a small squirrel rolled out.The squirrel bit the head's long hair and dragged it vigorously to leave the battlefield. Feng Hou prevented Ying Long from going up to split it in half with a sword. "It's really dead," Feng Hou said, "The demon will have some good friends." He waved his hand violently, and thousands of troops of Master Yun rushed into the positions of the demons against the wind and rain. The daughter of the Yellow Emperor named Hanba shone brightly in the northern sky like a flaming cloud. The sky soared, and the monster clouds and mist scattered under the cutting of the sun, and the monsters screamed at the sky. Huang Di finally showed a victorious smile, "Your comrades are already dead, Chi You, what else can you do?" "They? What are they doing to me?" The madman shouted while holding his battle axe. "They're dead when they die. I'm just here to find you." "You value sex so much over friends?" Huang Di gasped, "Then what about that female goblin?" "Female fairy?" The madman froze for a moment. The cyan miasma was fading rapidly, and the long cyan hair flew out of the miasma, and fell into a knot in the palm of the madman.It slowly untied itself again, like a little blue snake, dancing in the wind for a while, and slowly turning into ashes. The madman wanted to grab that hair, but all he caught was the wind.He covered his head and endured great pain, "Who am I...who am I?" He felt that some old things were about to come out like spring gophers, and he was afraid.He once thought he had found the answer. He was Chi You, the enemy of the Yellow Emperor.He still can't remember a lot, but it doesn't matter, the goblin helped him remember everything in the past, including when they were the four young masters of Zhuolu City, the happy time when they killed people, danced and danced, as long as he asked, the goblin would sit down. Talking on his knees.But now that goblin is dead, and the memory he kept with the goblin has disappeared, and he has become a person without a past, who just hates the Yellow Emperor, but doesn't know why. That knot, he thought. He thought of a sunny afternoon a long time ago, when a clear and charming voice said to him: "Come to play a contract?" The contract, the voice of a woman, the sun everywhere... The fragments in my mind are being quickly pieced together. Under the blue sky, someone flew across the streets of Zhuolu City, someone broke down the door of the silkworm shop, how many people Walking hand in hand in the snowy night, leaving rows of footprints behind. The madman suddenly felt that he saw a pair of ancient mirror-like eyes slowly opening to him, and the eyes pierced him uncomfortable. "Why does it rain in the sky?" Someone asked in a low voice in his heart. "Why does the big river flow eastward?" she asked again. "Why do people die?" This time she sighed faintly, and this sigh seemed to have been waiting for thousands of years. "Who's talking?" The madman pressed his heart and yelled, "Come out!" This is the opportunity!The Yellow Emperor drives Long Che to swing the lightning-wrapped Shangfang sword to go to the madman. But the cyan miasma under the madman's feet finally dissipated as the black hair turned to ashes, and the madman clenched his hands and fell towards the ground. He didn't hold anything, it was just dust from his hair. Everyone on the battlefield watched the madman fall like a meteor.When his heavy body fell to the ground, it caused a circle of shock waves, the ground was sunken in a circle, and the dust rose hundreds of feet high. "Kill him!" Fenghou ordered, "Leave no future trouble!" Ying Long, Ying Zhao and Feng Hou rushed to the place where the madman fell to the ground. Before they could search for it, the fiery wind swept away in all directions like a volcanic eruption.The gods blocked it with artifacts, and the madman swung his battle ax and jumped up from the dust, making a terrible sound from his throat, as if he was roaring or crying.The Iron Tiger Guards surrounded him, and the madman shouted and slashed and killed.All the monsters from other places on the battlefield fell down, and a sea of ​​people rushed to this side. But Yinglong felt that he was really going to be doomed this time. With every swing of that guy, the power of scorching flames, chilling snow, light and lightning would sweep across the entire battlefield, and the violent fire dragon circled around his battle axe. Those who approached were all burned to coke.The strong yin wind floated up from the corpses of those monsters, revolved around the madman, merged into a dragon shape, and finally merged into the body of the madman from the place where he opened his eyes. "The madman has truly awakened." A wizard from the Xuanyuan Department climbed up the wall of Zhuolu City and watched, "He is absorbing the power of all the demons." On the battlefield, Ying Long yelled at Feng Hou, "What's going on? Didn't he still have a headache just now?" "Probably fell down and fell stupidly." Feng Hou said. "Why does it rain in the sky? Why does the big river flow eastward? Why do people die?" The madman brandished a battle ax with one hand, pressed his forehead with the other, and cried out in pain. "Sure enough, I fell stupid..." Ying Long said. The madman roared his three questions to the sky, and the sound wave exploded like a huge thunder with him at the center, and the iron tiger guards who approached him were squeezed into thin monkeys in the sound wave, and the next moment, they became fat again, Then it exploded into a cloud of blood.Ying Long blocked in front of him with the Shadow Bearing Sword, his whole body was stained red by the vaporized blood, and the sweet and fishy steam surged with a sound like a sea tide. A steel hand grabbed his neck and lifted him skyward.Ying Long knew the armor in front of him. He was stared at by this armor and felt that he was a bird whose heart had been pierced by an arrow, and it was the same now.His Yingying sword fell to the ground, and his breathing gradually failed.He exhausted his last strength to look at the eyes of the armor, but it was still dark. The madman roared: "Speak! Why does it rain in the sky? Why does the big river flow eastward? Why do people die?" Ying Long could only look up at the sky, the haze had already dispelled all the clouds in the sky, and the glare of the sun made him unable to open his eyes.He didn't expect that in the end of his life, he would have to answer three philosophical questions. At the age when he was supposed to study philosophy, he hadn't met Gongsun Xuanyuan, and he hadn't made up his mind to follow him to start a career. He was just a happy butcher. Sleep after eating, and don't pay back the money owed.He regretted a little, not because he didn't study philosophy, but because he should have been a butcher all his life and never think about these issues. But, despite this, he knew one of the answers. "People are strangled to death." He showed a smile that he couldn't believe. "I don't read, I only know the answer." The madman's hand tightened, and the god general Yinglong's body was thrown into the sky by him like a torn sack. Before Feng Hou had time to retreat, the madman had already pulled his hair from behind, and the dog-toothed battle ax was against his back, and his life would be gone the next moment. Suddenly, a light flashed in Feng Hou's mind. The old man named Cang Jie once complained to him that the protons were not doing their jobs properly and always doing foolish things.Cang Jie said that those boys, surrounded by little princesses in white, are sitting at the window of the school building. The cool autumn wind blows on them, and the fallen leaves fall one after another. Disappointed again, the boys leaned against the wall of the schoolhouse and wrote in their pockets, answering three questions from the little princess. "Why are they lonely?" Cangjie complained endlessly, "They haven't grown up yet!" At this time, Feng Hou tried hard to recall, only wishing that he could remember the answer. "It rains because the clouds are crying. The river flows because it is going to find the home of the sun. People will die..." he asked like a maniac, "but why do people live?" God, he thought all this was so ridiculous. It turns out that the third question has never been answered correctly since ancient times.A smart person like Feng Hou has never figured it out. If he knew the answer, he wouldn't have to follow Gongsun Xuanyuan to find it for many years.He was startled to feel that he was getting old, so old that he had forgotten the original intention of these people coming together to establish the Xuanyuan Department. "You are stupid." He smiled wryly at the madman. Like his body, his consciousness was cut in half by the canine-like sharp blade, and he was wiped out in ashes. Yingzhao looked left and right, and finally looked at the madman holding a tomahawk in front of him, "Come on, I don't know the answer, is it a man's or a weapon will determine the outcome!" He had never been so brave in his life, but it didn't last long.His electric halberd fell to the ground before he swung it out. The moment his head fell, Yingzhao's face showed a ruthless look about to use force. The madman stood in the middle of the wilderness, his back was lonely and desolate, he slowly opened his arms, and laughed wildly at the dragon chariot of the Yellow Emperor in the sky, "Look, Yellow Emperor, all my comrades are dead, and your comrades are all dead too!" It's gone. It's just you and me, are you sadder, or am I sadder?" Behind him stood the shadows of those dead monsters, the blue monsters were steaming, and the monsters roared silently with sad eyes.On his shoulders, a ghost with seven-foot-long hair sat faintly, and at his feet, stood a child with a red oil-paper umbrella. "Hey, you guys." The madman said. No one answered him, Yaomei kissed him on the cheek, the child pulled Yaomei's skirt, Kuangmo couldn't feel the kiss, only felt that the wind was blowing across his face. "Everyone is dead," the madman murmured, "Who will answer my question?" The dragon chariot rushed towards the demon like a falling meteorite, and the cyan demonic aura surged towards the sky.The golden light like the sun surged from the Yellow Emperor's sword, and at the moment of impact with the dog-tooth battle axe, the madman bent his legs and used the strength of the whole earth to withstand the blow of the falling sun.The monster energy and the golden light mixed together, intertwined, and rose like a tornado. In that crack that opened up the sky, the sky trembled. With a certain point as the center, the cracks spread rapidly in all directions, and the sky became fiery red, like It is the shell of a tortoise after being burned by the fire.The burning fire rain fell, and each ball of fire was as big as the big house of the Yellow Emperor, and the big fire ball was as big as half the size of Zhuolu City. When it fell into the big river, the river dried up in an instant.地面被这些坠落的火团打得坑坑洼洼，在这样的涿鹿之野上，黄帝和狂魔脚踩在大地里，玩了命地挥舞兵器对擂，他们的每一次击打，天穹的开裂就加剧一些。 “天要塌了么？”小巫师站在涿鹿城的城头，眺望炼狱般的大地。 “是正之王和逆之王的对决啊！”大巫师说：“他们都愤怒了，引发了天地间的终极力量对冲，女娲补过的天空有瑕疵，天地就要崩溃了。” “什么是正之王和逆之王？老师你吃错药了么？”小巫师茫然地瞪大眼睛。 “是一种西方来的占卜术，正之王代表坚强的意志、成绩突出、果断、专制、有领袖风范、值得信赖、物质条件优越、伴侣与你年龄悬殊、嫁妆丰厚，逆之王代表意志薄弱、幼稚、武断、固执、傲慢、疲劳过度、经济基础薄弱、爱情很勉强、痛苦而没结果的恋情。陛下是正之王，蚩尤是逆之王，你没听说过蚩尤的命格和陛下相反么？” “我晕，听起来还真是那么回事儿，”小巫师说：“我以前觉得算命都是骗钱的，可现在天地就要崩溃了！我们该怎么办？” “等待，天地都要崩溃了，没地方可逃。” “是不是还该来点酒什么的，喝醉了再死？” “未必会死，也许能得救。”大巫师说：“看正之王和逆之王中是不是会有一个拯救我们。” “当然是陛下，这涿鹿城可是他的家当啊！” “可是选择拯救的代价是牺牲自己，这样正逆两极中的一极暂时消失，陛下没了就只剩蚩尤了。” “这么说来我们还是应该弄点酒喝醉了再死……”小巫师说。 天穹的碎片正在不停地坠落，它们是些黑色的玄武岩，上面缀着硕大的宝石，闪烁了耀眼的星光。但是它们都燃烧着，宝石也在烈焰里融化，整个世界布满焦黑的陨石坑，每一次撞击激起的烟尘都冲到几万尺的高空，烟尘结成沉重的云，挡住了阳光。世界成了黑色的，照亮它的只有炼狱般的火，黄帝和狂魔挥舞着武器，声嘶力竭地吼叫和呼吸。 “我们中必须有一个消失，否则这天地就崩塌了。”黄帝退后，喘息着，收起了尚方宝剑。 “当然是你了，”狂魔说：“这天地干我鸟事？我来就是要毁掉它！” “你真的就对这世界不再留恋了？蓝天白云鸟语花香，不再留恋了？” “你不要说些烂俗的台词来骗我，如果这剧的结果是狂魔幡然悔悟选择拯救世界，黄帝感于狂魔的献身精神善待万民，那么我们前面杀的那几千几万人都不能答应，就算埋到土里也会踹翻开了棺材板儿跳出来跟我们算账的。” "You have a point." “或者我们可以换位思考，伟大的黄帝献身拯救世界，狂魔感于黄帝的献身精神改过自新成为新的首领，你看怎么样？”狂魔冷笑。 “也行，那我死了之后你会善待万民么？” “怎可能？我是狂魔，我要把他们都杀光。” “那你就让我很为难了，”黄帝说：“无论我怎么样，我的涿鹿城都得完蛋。” “干我鸟事？”狂魔狂笑，“我想看着你的涿鹿城完蛋，那样我会很爽，我希望在你和我以及这座涿鹿城一起完蛋的时候看见你的臭脸上带点绝望的神情，这样我就会更爽！这样我的头就不再疼了！” “可你难道不想亲手杀了我？”黄帝说：“我们一起被坠落的天穹砸死，是不是不太对你们年轻人的胃口？” “想！”狂魔老老实实地承认，“可是看起来我一时半会儿杀不掉你。”他仰头望着黑云缝隙里透出的、燃烧的天空，“可这天空就要塌了，我的时间不多了。” “我可以让你杀掉我，我跟你打赌。” "How to bet?" “赌谁够狠。” “啊？”狂魔笑了，“你要跟一个死过一次的魔鬼赌谁够狠？你是被吓傻了么？” “赌不赌？”黄帝把尚方宝剑扔下，“大家都要玩完了，最后一个机会让你报仇。” “赌！”蚩尤也把战斧扔下。 正之王和逆之王凝视着彼此的眼睛，狂魔吃惊地发觉世界的崩溃暂时停止了，燃烧的战场在他的视野中迅速地扭曲，他的身体在缩小，他忽然变成了一个孩子，正从那具坚硬冰冷的甲胄里脱离出去。