Human Shackles

After telling the story to Daliu Shu until very late, when the sky was getting dark, Mushan picked up the body on his back, took Xiaoyu's hand and started walking back.

The big willow tree still had some unfinished thoughts. It quietly stretched out a branch to block it, but when it came closer, it seemed to be afraid of something and hurriedly took it back.

Mu Shan seemed unaware, pulling Xiao Yu forward slowly. As the distance to the small building became closer and closer, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he stopped for a while before continuing.

Another person came into the small building. She was a very beautiful woman. The woman was wearing a long silver dress and was spotless. Compared with the dirty people in the small building, she looked like someone from two different worlds. Her skin was white. Flawless, her face was exquisite to the extreme, and her expression was extremely indifferent, as if she was not a mortal.

Mu Shan put down the body on his back and said to Xiao Yu beside him: "Xiao Yu, grandpa can't take care of you in the future. You go to brother Du Jun and remember the cultivation methods and hunting skills that grandpa gave you."

Xiaoyu's eyes turned red and she held on to the corner of his clothes tightly without letting go.

Mushan sighed and broke away gently, and said to the woman: "I didn't expect Her Royal Highness to come to me in person. I have been separated from the organization for many years, and now I don't have much life left, and you still refuse to let me go!"

The woman didn't speak, and turned her gaze to the corpse on the ground. The originally expressionless face had a strange look, with a trace of joy, a trace of disgust, and a trace of entanglement.

Mushan noticed the change in her expression and was secretly confused. He continued: "These are ordinary humans and pose no threat to the temple. Princess, please don't hurt them."

The woman came to her senses as if in a trance, pointed at the body on the ground and asked, "Do you know who this person is?"

Mushanda was confused and said: "I don't know. He might have been a very powerful human being before, but now he should be a dying person."

The woman looked at the corpse on the ground with complicated eyes, sighed softly and said: "This guy will not die as long as he doesn't want to die now. He is just forced to close his consciousness to rest his mind. What a powerful thunder saint." , not only severely damaged his body, but also severely damaged his soul!"

"This man was injured by a saint, so he is also a saint?" Mushan was shocked.

The woman nodded, reached out to pick up the body, and walked lightly towards the distance. After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned back and said: "I didn't come to find you. To be precise, this guy brought me here. You are the one who brought me here." The elders of the temple should know the consequences of betraying the temple."

It wasn't until the girl's figure disappeared that Mushan sat down on the ground. His wrinkled old face began to twist violently again, as if he was suffering from great pain.

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The woman walked lightly through the forest, and finally entered a cave and put the body down.

The boundless darkness rippled, and a figure wearing a black robe walked out of thin air and said in a hoarse voice: "Why don't you take action? If you kill each human saint, you will lose one!"

The woman was not surprised and replied coldly: "Who do you think you are, how dare you order me!"

The man in black robe paused and his voice became more respectful: "Your Highness, there are many creatures in this world that are far beyond our control. Natural gods can only repay them, but humans must be under control. If breeding farms appear, The master will blame the problem."

The woman's face changed and she said coldly: "Now there are more than just him in the human race. Including those old guys from the Sea Clan and the Titan Clan, there are at least seven or eight of them, and each one is more powerful than the last. It doesn't matter if one or two are killed or not. Influence."

"It's different. Others are old and their evolution has reached the end, but he is different. The growth potential of the fusion body is extremely terrifying, and it is the biggest nemesis of my Abyss clan. It must be strangled in the cradle. I originally thought that Luo I killed him in a meeting, but I didn’t expect this kid to still be so indecisive, which really disappoints me.”

The man in black robe shook his head and sighed with regret.

The woman sneered and said: "Aren't you afraid that one day he will know everything about heaven and earth? Then you will probably be the first to suffer!"

The man in black robe was silent for a while, then suddenly turned around, bowed his head to the outside of the cave, and said humbly: "If one day, the most powerful and most suitable container will be cultivated and formed, it will be the old The slave’s honor.”

The woman was stunned for a moment, then she felt a mysterious thought coming from somewhere, and she hurriedly knelt down.

After a moment, the mysterious thoughts disappeared. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and stood up sweating profusely. In front of the real "god", there is no secret in anything in the world, including personal thoughts.

In the eyes of higher-level beings, this world is just a huge breeding ground. In order to cultivate the best life, they allow species to compete and evolve freely. This process repeats endlessly, and may continue until the seas wither and the stars fall.

The two returned to the body. The woman looked hesitant and showed no sign of taking action.

"If Your Highness the Princess has any concerns, why not let the old slave do it for you?" the man in black robe said.

The woman said calmly: "This guy has developed a kind of nuclear fusion body. If you are not careful, it may cause an explosion. You and I are not saints flying into the sky. I'm afraid we won't even have a chance to escape."

The man in black robe said with a smile: "My subordinates have low abilities, but the princess's strength is by no means weaker than that of the saint. Killing a half-dead saint must be easy."

The woman's expression turned cold again: "Since you know that your skills are low, then get out of here. I will kill you whenever I want, and it's not your turn to tell me what to do!"

The man in black robe trembled, obviously angry, but did not dare to say anything. The air rippled, and the figure disappeared into thin air.

The woman turned back and stared at the corpse for a while, her expression constantly changing. Finally, she picked up the corpse again and flew into the sky. It flew hundreds of kilometers and stopped at the top of a hill.

Looking at the corpse in his hand, he sighed softly: "Chengbo, don't show your head too much in the future." After speaking, he opened his mouth slightly, and a wisp of silver-white smoke came out of his mouth.

The smoke slowly penetrated into the corpse's eyebrows, and you could see that the corpse was filling up at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the woman's own body was slowly fading like clouds.

After a long time, I looked for Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan． com She trembled violently, interrupted the transmission of energy, looked at the man in front of her who had turned into a human form, sighed softly, turned around and left with obvious staggering.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually faded away, and the boundless starlight shone on the earth.

The man in black robe appeared silently on the hillside. He pulled out a dagger from his waist and thrust it hard at the corpse on the ground. There was a sound of steel clashing. The corpse on the ground was intact, but the dagger But it broke immediately.

His expression remained unchanged, he casually dropped the dagger, stretched out his hand, and streams of black mist shot out. The weeds on the ground quickly withered under the black mist, which was obviously highly corrosive, but the body was still not there. Not the slightest change.

The man in black robe then tried all kinds of methods, but was unable to harm the corpse in the slightest. The hardest material in the world was far from comparable to the somewhat broken corpse in front of him.

After a long time, he frowned and murmured: "You are indeed a saint. What is the relationship between the princess and Su Chengbo? Why don't you kill him?"

He still has many powerful methods, but he is really worried that he will accidentally detonate this "nuclear bomb" like the woman said, and he will have no choice but to leave in the end.