Museum of Demons

　　 On the high-speed rail, even if it was running the exercises, Wei Yuan could not resist the sudden distress.

　　 is almost as refined as sleeping pills.

　　 In the end, Wei Yuan fell silent, took out a blindfold, buckled it, and then put on the mask to ensure that the expression in his dreams later on would not be too socially dead. This was his last stubbornness.

　　 Then he stepped on the back of the chair, folding his palms on his abdomen.

　　 closed his eyes, no fight with the world.

　　………………

　　Dream.

　　 Wei Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

　　 Or in other words, he'woke up' in the sound of sharpening the knife.

That kind of atmosphere made him feel young for no reason, or it was a long time. It was like when he was not doing his homework in elementary school, he stood up his face, watched the head teacher walk over slowly, and began to spot check his homework. ; Or the mathematics teacher is standing on the podium, his glasses glistening at the students below, like when he is preparing to catch someone on the blackboard to do the problem.

　　 Under normal circumstances, at this time, the teacher's hand will definitely fall on the blank workbook.

　　Life is so fucking.

　　 When you realize that you are going to be unlucky, you tend to be even more unlucky than you expected.

Wei Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the grinning Xing Tian at the first glance. He held the axe in one hand that he didn't know where it came from, and in the other he held the special version of the whetstone for the **** of mountain and sea. He grinned and sharpened the knife. Approaching, the whetstone rubbed against the ax blade, bursting out bursts of golden sparks.

　　 Wei Yuan gasped.

　　 Wei Yuan's scalp was numb, and he saw Zhu Jiuyin wearing a blue shirt, with his back facing him, drinking tea slowly, reaching out and shouting:

　　 "Wait, Jiu Yin, I can explain!"

　　 Zhu Jiuyin lightly blew the air on the tea cup, and said: "Take it lightly."

　　 Then when Wei Yuan was relieved, he said slowly:

　　 "At least leave your right hand."

　　 have to be reserved for cooking.

　　 Wei Yuan: "??!"

　　 Xing Tianhao smiled and squeezed the sharpening stone in his hand with one hand, and then held the axe in both hands, casting a huge shadow on Wei Yuan's face, setting off Wei's weak, pitiful, and helpless person.

　　 But it deserves it.

　　 Xingtian's battle axe slashed violently.

　　 A sword appeared in Wei Yuan's palm.

　　 The momentum is condensed.

　　 This is my dream!

　　 I am the master of dreams!

Wei Yuan exhaled and shook his mind, allowing his willpower to rise continuously, as if he had reached the peak of his mind, and then cut it out with a sharp sword. Before stepping on, every inch of his body and bones, every bit of flesh and blood seemed to explode. With all the power out, the power of this sword was pushed to an unprecedented limit.

　　 Then, Wei Yuan proved a very reasonable saying.

　　The power of the heart...

　　 Nima is useless.

　　 Idealism is bad.

　　 The sword turned into a dream cracked into several halves with a click.

In the face of existence like Xing Tian, ​​even Xing Tian, ​​who is far below his peak, is also the God of War. The magic of dreaming in the age of mountains and seas is not worth mentioning. Xing Tian said that you can take the dream with one hand. The monsters in dreams like God or Birch were rounded and flattened.

　　 So, Zhu Jiuyin held the tea and sipped the tea lightly, in a leisurely manner.

　　 There are delicacies taken from Wei Yuan’s memory on the table.

Behind Zhujiuyin, Wei Yuan and Xingtian are engaged in a cordial and exciting "bowling/golf" hide-and-seek activity. Those who win play and those who lose are playing. There is only one winner. Xingtian roars. Slashing horizontally and vertically, Wei Yuan was embarrassed and tried his best to hide.

Even if I don’t know why, Xing Tian didn’t seem to use all his strength, or that he was unable to use all his strength under the influence of Jiu Yin, Wei Yuan was still forced to be cruel enough under the spirit of the God of War, so that he had the cultivation base of the year. When he was high, facing the terrible situation of Xiang Yu Phantom in the battle of Gaixia.

　　 If it was the past--

　　 It is incumbent on us to recast the spirit of China.

　　 Today’s dream is--

　　 As long as it can withstand Xing Tian's axe, it is considered a victory.

Finally, I don’t know how many axes, Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and twisted his body abruptly. The sword in his palm was against Xing Tian’s axe blade. He immediately realized that he turned his extreme strength into perfection with the axe blade. Xing Tian Without noticing, he slashed violently, engaged in close combat, killing every step of the way, and killing him violently.

　　 Wei Yuan saw Xing Tian's axe up close.

It’s hard to describe what kind of domineering and tragic moves. The speed and power have reached the level of power. The purest way to prove the Tao with force, Wei Yuan’s pupils contracted, and I really felt that if he was killed by Xingtian in a dream, I’m afraid he would. Real death, instinctive resistance, made the dream body burst out with stronger power.

　　 The sword in his palm reunited, neighing violently, and slashed away.

　　 At this moment, the cup in Zhu Jiuyin's hand was gently put down.

　　 In the dream state, a faint ripple flashed.

The overbearing power that seemed to be able to directly split Buzhou Mountain was suddenly stopped, but Wei Yuan's sword could not be taken back. This was almost the most fierce and pure sword in Wei Yuan's past and present life, pure swordsmanship. , He was inspired by a fight with Xing Tian, ​​and had already exceeded his limit.

　　 is like Wei Yuan leading Xiang Hongyu before.

　　 This sword hit Xing Tian’s chest muscles heavily,

　　 Then, the iron eagle sword in the dream directly shredded Xingtian's chest muscles.

　　 There is only a sword hilt left in Wei Yuan's hand.

　　 The sword blade smashed to the ground.

　　 Chiyou's flamboyant pectoralis major is still moving.

　　 Unparalleled in the ages, the first fierce man outside of Chi You in the mountain and sea world.

　　 Aside from fighting with Xuanyuan Huangdi, after being demoted by physics, he has no shortcomings.

　　 And at this moment, Xing Tian, ​​who would have been furious, suddenly calmed down and apologized again and again with extremely sincere apologies: "Little brother, are you okay?"

"Um??"

　　 Wei Yuan was taken aback, raised his head, and saw that a head appeared on Xing Tian's neck.

This is his dream state, so he immediately recognized that this head is the product of the dream state, so that the realization of the first level of the God of War in the dream far exceeds the power of all the gods of dreams and can do this. , Only the top gods, such as—

　　 To a certain extent, the candle that controls the years.

　　 Wei Yuan turned his head to look at Zhujiuyin.

　　 Zhu Jiu Yin turned sideways, facing Wei Yuan on his side, his face was ancient and peaceful.

Xing Tian apologized to pick up Wei Yuan, who was forced to kneel on the ground. He was tall and far surpassed Wei Yuan. When he did this action, he had to bend slightly, just like a normal person lifted up one. Like the black and white raccoon cat, Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, but raised his head, only to see Xing Tian's face full of regret.

　　 He pointed to his head and smiled bitterly: "Sorry, brother."

　　 "My head is hidden by Xuanyuan. There is a high probability that time can only be acted on instinct."

　　 "The three souls and seven souls are not complete, and I can't think carefully."

　　 He was too polite, Wei Yuan apologized, and said, "I did this before. I was somewhat reckless in character at the time, so I am very sorry."

　　 "Hahaha, things in the past life, don't care about it, it's not a big deal at all."

　　 Xing Tian laughed and returned the courtesy, very strange, such a burly God of War, at the moment, has a gentle and gentle temperament:

"But this time, I took the initiative to look for you after I woke up. You are not strong enough. It is also a choice to have such a wonderful way to break the game. Where do I need to apologize? If I hurt you by instinct , I actually made a big mistake."

　　 "If you still feel uneasy, then it's better for us to have a drink. Although I don't like Xuanyuan, I still like the wine brewed by his courtier Du Kang."

　　 He also gave a slight return.

　　 Wei Yuan sighed and was about to speak.

　　 Seeing that when Xingtian returned the gift, his head fell again.

Xing Tian paused, his eyes widened on his chest, angrily, he reached out his hand to lift the collar of Wei Yuan's back, and shouted at close range: "Little thief!!! You dare to get so close! You humiliate me! !!!"

　　 "When my axe is bad?!"

　　 Wei Yuan: "…………"

　　 silently stretched out his hand to straighten Xingtian's head.

　　 Xingtian's voice stopped abruptly.

　　 Xingtian looked at Wei Yuan.

　　 Wei Yuan looked at Xing Tian.

　　 The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

　　 So Xing Tian hurriedly put Wei Yuan down on the ground and helped him pat his clothes smoothly. He was extremely sorry on the face, and kept saying:

　　 "I'm really sorry, I'm sorry... Generally speaking, I don't have to worry about these wounds, but Xuanyuan's sword is a bit special. The wound is separated by human luck and can't grow up. He hid my head again..."

　　 "Oh, I have to let myself fall asleep, but sometimes I wake up."

　　 A moment later, Xing Tian and Wei Yuan also took their seats, but Zhu Jiuyin was always facing the two of them, seeming to be looking into the distance, his eyes were indifferent, and his bearing became more and more distant.

　　 Wei Yuan was always a little weird in his heart, Xing Tian apologized and toasted:

　　 "Candle Jiuyin, I had difficulty thinking before, and I acted instinctively. I carried the clay pot and ran to Jiuyou, which caused you a lot of trouble. Please don't take it to heart."

　　 After Xing Tian had a head, he spoke more politely and his thoughts were clearer.

　　 Candle Nine Yin is noncommittal.

　　 clay pot, Jiuyou...

　　 Wei Yuan looked at Zhu Jiuyin, pondered a little, and suddenly realized that the relationship between each other is considered to be a good friend, and reason is too late to control. Wei Yuan has already joked and asked:

　　 "Candle Nine Yin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Are you smashed by Xingtian holding a clay pot......"

　　 The nine-yin candle movement pauses slightly.

　　 Wei Yuan's smile solidified.

and many more……

I got it right? !

　　 I'm just kidding...

　　 Zhu Jiuyin’s eyes swept across, Xing Tian’s head disappeared again, and then he roared:

　　 "Little thief, dare to do so!"

　　 after a moment.

　　 "Well, I really understand what happened. Xingtian's situation was because the head was taken away, and there was human luck on the wound. Zhujiuyin should you want me to help, right?"

　　 Wei Yuan's tone was calm.

　　 The huge earthenware pot was stuffed with coarse salt, and Wei Yuan, wearing clothes, was buried in it, with only one head exposed. His expression was serious, and he said, "But, can you let me out first before talking?"

　　 "It's hard for me to talk to you like this."

　　………………

　　 And at this time, far above Sakurajima beyond the East China Sea, something that shocked the world was also happening——

　　 They decided on a new generation of Tianzhi Yuzhong.

　　PS: The first one today............

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