Magic Punk

Chapter 69 Birds and Fishes

Thousands of years ago, there was a group of people who, for some purpose, finally came to the Forest of Death and finally arrived at this sea of ​​roses.

They know that there is a huge danger hidden in the lake, which may be a being as powerful as a god or demon.

No one wants to stroke a tiger's beard.

Unless you are locked in the same cage as a tiger.

They tiptoed and just wanted to take some things and leave. However, when they got what they wanted, they found that the owner of the room had closed the door.

The owner is the ancient god in the lake.

Faced with such a dilemma, one has to offer sacrifices to the ancient gods, because among them there are sacrifices that the ancient gods want to enjoy.

Or just fight hard.

They chose the latter.

Then there will no longer be the Lord of Aurora and Eternal Winter in this world, but as a price, the entire lives of everyone involved in this battle will be completely changed.

As time went by, the saint succeeded in using human bones and blood to create the original divine fetus from the remains of the ancient god. A girl who was born as a god but had human thoughts and appearance. It was just that this What pregnancy needs most is the world.

A long time that humans simply cannot wait.

When a thousand years passed, when the girl finally slowly woke up from her infancy, the puppet incarnation left by the saint had grown old, and the white cat accompanying her had also changed its body. Although the people who participated in that battle were strong, they could not withstand the flow of time.

Only a few survived, in inhuman ways.

So when Xuan Er came to the white cat and asked it to repay the favor it owed, the white cat had no way to refuse.

Although Xuan Er once gave Xuan Yi the honorable name of the girl in the lake and asked him to try to summon him directly, the girl also gave Xuan Yi a qualified gift.

This is of course one of the ways to repay, but Bai Mao is not thick-skinned enough to say frankly that the favor has been written off.

It's like someone broke his piece of cake in half and gave you a piece when you were about to starve to death. In the future, when you become successful, he brings the half piece of cake to you to ask for something in return. You tell your servants to give it to him. Like a whole freshly baked pie.

The white cat is indeed very thick-skinned, but it is really not shameless enough.

The girl nodded quietly. What the white cat said was very troublesome and complicated, but the girl Bingxue was smart. She could understand all the joints with just a tap of the white cat.

So she directly realized one of the important joints.

The white cat didn't say anything.

The girl calmly stretched out her palm. Her fingers were slender and her palm was as long as white jade. You couldn't even see the meridians under the skin. Even the bones were evenly fitted into the skin and flesh. One point makes you thin.

She is indeed an extremely perfect life, even though she was born as a human being.

"Then my aunt must really want me to look like this, right?"

The white cat nodded: "Although you are not born much like her."

"Of the human bones and blood used to create me, my aunt must be among them." The girl quietly moved her gaze towards the lake. There was a sleeping boy there, probably the legendary Sleeping Beauty, but the girl had never heard of it. Even if he had heard that fairy tale, he would not have given him a kiss.

"So, do you also have his flesh and blood?"

The white cat shook its head this time: "Your aunt prefers that you are a woman, so she only took the blood from the woman at that time."

For example, the Ninth Princess Ye Qing, the Yongyao Supreme Xingxi, and the Empress of Aos Xuehua.

The girl burst out laughing: "Do I have so many mothers?"

The white cat shook his head harder this time: "Although you are right if you want to understand it that way, in fact, this is not a way to give birth to a child, but a way to borrow things."

"We borrowed the body of the Lord of Aurora and Eternal Winter to cultivate your divinity, and used human flesh and blood to breed your humanity."

"It's like baking a cake with flour and milk, but wheat and cows are not your parents."

"That's the chef."

"But that chef doesn't expect to enjoy this honor, otherwise you should call her mother, not aunt."

"She had a lot in mind when she created you, but in the end she wanted you to achieve very little."

"Because people always change, even people like your aunt will eventually change."

"This is your aunt's last wish. She hopes that you will be a god who can have good intentions, both for humanity itself and for yourself."

The girl didn't understand this time: "I haven't seen too many humans."

The white cat looked at her: "You have a long life, and you will see a lot of people one day."

The girl hummed.

I don't want to talk a bit.

It's like saying that children always ask their parents, where are you from?

Usually parents will tell him that you picked it up from the trash can, you paid for the phone bill, and you floated here in the river.

When he arrived at her place, Mingming Jieying told her that he just grew out of the petals of the rose flower.

But the other party honestly told her a true story that was not tender at all.

I'm a little unhappy, but actually I still hope to be coaxed.

But no matter how unhappy she was, the girl still wanted to thank it and tell herself this.

So the girl stopped worrying about this problem and continued to look at the frozen lake.

"Can he survive?" the girl asked, "He seems to be really seriously injured."

"It's not that it's serious, it's that he's about to die." White Cat corrected the girl: "But if that guy wasn't really capable, he would have died long ago."

"However, this lake can be called the birthplace of all things. No matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed in it. Otherwise, this guy wouldn't have to force himself to come here."

"There's just a price to pay."

The girl looked at the white cat, a little wary: "What price?"

"It depends on what state you are in when you enter this lake." White Cat said: "When your aunt entered this lake, although she was seriously injured and dying, the origin of her power was very consistent with this lake, so it ended up being a blessing in disguise. I became a saint after enlightenment by the lake, and I was the only witness."

"When Xingxi entered the lake, her injuries were not much better than now. Because she gave Mosaya the final blow, the origin of his rules directly eroded her body, causing her cultivation to be completely ruined and her body to be completely eroded. , she barely survived because of her perseverance, so although she was saved a life by being washed by this lake, the price was the destruction of decades of cultivation. Of course, she later enlightened and broke the thirty-one mark in a row. Situation is an afterthought.”

"As for this kid, his origin is extremely damaged, and his body has been completely eroded by the poison of Qixi Ziwei, which was originally cultivated to deal with dragons. Even if the saint is alive, he can't save him. Even if he can survive now, I'm afraid he can only pick it up. Get a life back."

"And he is not like the original Xing Xi, who was the top powerhouse in the world before his cultivation was completely destroyed, so it is difficult to imitate the Yongyao Supreme."

"It's not even impossible that there will never be a chance to practice again."

The girl hummed again, said thank you, and then asked the white cat: "How long will it take for him to wake up?"

The white cat shook his head: "I don't know."

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When the white cat went to sleep in the warm nest again, the girl had already set foot on the icy lake again.

Although cats are still obsessed with warm and soft textures, this girl prefers the cold texture of wind and snow. She quietly tapped her toes on the ice and slid lightly, like a swan swimming on the water, her figure agile And swift, as graceful as a startling roar, as graceful as a swimming dragon.

Under that thin layer of ice, the boy was still sleeping, like a hibernating fish.