A World Worth Protecting

   "Me?" Wang Yiyi's father smiled.

"Guess it."

  Wang Baole looked weird. He didn't expect that the royal father, who seemed to be always serious, had such a side, so he hesitated for a moment, and spoke in a low voice in an uncertain tone.

   "Raise the table?"

Hearing Wang Baole’s words, Wang Yiyi took a look at Wang Baole. As for his father, he laughed, as if his daughter’s recovery made his personality a little more agile than before. At this moment, he turned around in the laughter and stopped. I went to see the two juniors behind me, but there were words that came to Wang Baole and Wang Yiyi.

  "If you can't make Yiyi heal and resurrect, if you can do this by lifting the table, then...this table will naturally be lifted by Wang, whoever stops me, I cut whichever it is!

  Even if the emperor is already at the peak, if he stops me, Wang has never fought with him, but...Do you know I can’t cut it? "

   "My way... only in love."

  Wang Baole was silent, and looked deeply at the back in front of him. The answer from the other made him think. At this moment, there were waves in his heart. He was thinking...what would happen if it were himself.

   "Cut off all those who prevent me from being unhappy." Wang Baole murmured from the bottom of his heart, with a touch of brilliance in his eyes. His choice was to a certain degree, similar to that of the king's father. He didn't care about the table or the table, and he didn't care about belonging.

  What he cares about is unfetteredness and freedom.

   Obviously, today's emperor, the way of existence, has become an obstacle to hinder his way, between him and the emperor, in any case, after all, they are opposites.

  Even if Wang Baole can give up, once the emperor wakes up, he will be suppressed, because Wang Baole's body...has become the source of hindrance.

  From the moment the emperor wanted to become this universe, the origin of the wood fell into his forehead and turned into a black wood robbery, there was already cause and effect between the two of them.

  The passage of countless years did not dilute the cause and effect. On the contrary, it became more and more intense, because although the years were flowing away, the confrontation between them was going on all the time.

  Whether it is the confrontation of the emperor's body, or the transformation of his hundred thousand spiritual thoughts, it is like this.

   "If you don't kill the emperor, you won't be happy." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, slowly condensing the sharpness in his eyes, and finally closed his eyes completely.

Wang Yiyi on the side still did not understand the conversation between her father and Wang Baole. She felt that in the words spoken by the two people, every word was known by herself, but when they were combined, they became extremely profound, which made her Here, the listening mind is at a loss.

This is not the first time she feels this way. In fact, in her memory, there are too many times in her time with her parents. It's just that in the past, there was no one else around her, so she also There was no comparison, which made her feel less intense, and even thought it was the mystery of her parents, but she couldn't understand it when she changed to other people.

  But now...a little bit different.

  This made her proud, somewhat unbearable, and noticed that Wang Baole closed her eyes, so she simply put on her own face with an enlightened look, and chose to close her eyes as well.

It’s just that Wang Baole is meditating, digesting the Tao contained in the royal father’s words, and then confirming his own path, but Wang Yiyi is... with his eyes closed, he doesn’t know what he thinks...

  All of this fell into the perception of the royal father. He sighed in his heart, and his face showed a touch of helplessness that contained spoiling.

  In this way, as countless illusory images around the ship continue to flash, the movement of the universe has reached a level that is almost invisible. I don't know how long it has passed, it seems like a breath or a century.

  In this big universe, after countless small universes and stars passed by, finally...the moving speed of this universe slowed down until it returned to normal, Wang Baole’s ears heard the voice of the royal father.

"Arrived."

  When he heard this sound, Wang Baole opened his eyes. When looking at the starry sky, even with his cultivation base and concentration, he was shocked by the scene before him, causing his eyes to suddenly widen.

  What exists in the starry sky is not necessarily all stars.

  From the reflection of his pupils, one can clearly see...The unspeakable vastness of the continent unfolded in front of Wang Baole.

  This continent is too big, like the stele world, it is only one ten thousandth, and it is not static, it is moving at high speed in the starry sky, making its edge position continuously hazy, like a dream and illusion.

Not only that, there are countless large and small stars around it. There are so many stars. These stars are centered on this continent. They are constantly rotating. Obviously, this continent has captured it when it moves in the universe during the long years. The genus star.

  At the same time, there is an indescribable majestic vitality, which is constantly emanating from this continent, like a mountain fire in the dark night, dyeing the night sky red and illuminating the universe.

   even just glanced over, the impact of this richness to the extreme vitality, the information brought, made Wang Baole's mind buzz.

  It’s nothing more than that. What shocked Wang Baole was that on this vast and earth-shattering continent, there were nine extremely special stars floating, just like the sun, surpassing the sun, suppressing the stars while also shrouding the continent.

  Each of them gave Wang Baole the feeling that they were all comparable to him. There were even two of them, giving him a sense of crisis.

  At the center of the nine suns, there is a huge statue standing on the ground, shaking the height of the earth, and the statue carved by it is impressively...the royal father in front of you!

  All these brought Wang Baole’s shock, and what brought Wang Baole’s shock...is in front of that huge statue, there are... eleven huge bridges!

  One is bigger than one, and one is taller.

   is rooted in nothingness, exists between reality, and when seen from a distance, it looks like steps, step by step, vast and terrifying.

  These eleven bridges exude an ancient and wild atmosphere, as if they are with the heavens and the earth, coexisting with the universe, and the years pass in them, leaving no trace of decay. The starlight is permeated in them, and they can't bring half of the scars.

  They have a resounding name for the entire universe.

  They have a name that spreads all over the starry sky.

  "This is to step on the flyover."

  "It collapsed a few years ago, but was rebuilt by Wang Mou and rebuilt from the Nine Bridges to form eleven bridges. Among them, the nine bridges are the sky."

  "Every time there is more bridge, one more step!" The royal father's voice seemed to contain rules, echoing in all directions, making these eleven bridges shine brightly at this moment, seeming to welcome his return.

  While Wang Baole's mind roared amidst the shining light of the footbridge, Wang Yiyi on the side spoke softly.

  "Little Fatty, welcome to...my hometown, the mainland of Xiangang."