One flower, two flowers.
One thought is like a million flowers blooming.
With the restaurant as the center, it spreads out to all parts of the city-state.
The green branches spread out, the branches entangled, and gathered into a flower bud, which vibrated quietly and bloomed quietly.
The fragrance is wafting, and it is too beautiful.
The flowers spread, all of a sudden, the entire city-state.
The fairies were silent.
Niu Hansan hugged Xiao Ba, Niu Hansan's eyes were full of tears.
Boss Bu... How could such an awesome person become like this.
Xiaohua was carrying the red sandalwood lunch box, her gaze fluctuated slightly.
Yang Jian sighed and stood up.
The body changed suddenly.
He put on his armor and held a three-pointed two-edged sword.
The black air spread from Xiaotiangou's body and followed behind him.
"It's time to go back."
Yang Jian said.
The next moment, it turned into a streamer, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and left.
The fairies were shocked.
And the mortals exclaimed even more.
When did they see such a picture.
Even the emperor's ministers in the palace were alarmed, and everyone showed disbelief.
Mortals knelt down and knelt down, praying for everything to be safe.
One day sees a hundred flowers bloom.
This kind of auspiciousness made them all very excited.
They believe that praying at this time can make their wishes come true.
Dugu Wushuang didn't leave, he leaned against the wall of the restaurant, slipped slowly, and sat down on the ground.
He sighed.
He raised his hand and covered his face, the sword was thrown on the ground by him, he was a little confused now.
Bu Fang asked him to leave, let him leave the restaurant, and travel between heaven and earth. Perhaps after traveling, his strength could achieve a full breakthrough.
But Dugu Wushuang didn't.
He stayed in the restaurant, sitting quietly.
Niu Hansan held Xiao Ba in his arms and did not leave.
Like Dugu Wushuang, he stayed in the restaurant.
Lao Niu still firmly believes that Boss Bu will come back.
Niu Hansan clearly remembered that when he was captured by Bu Fang, he was taken into the pastoral world.
I thought I was going to die.
However, even if he died, his life in Ruins Prison was not good.
However, in the idyllic world, he never expected that life would get better and better. He even realized his own life value and was full of positive thoughts about his future life.
He learned hybridization, played his role, and became the father of hybridization in the alien world.
He still remembered that he and Bu Fang discussed how to make the Dry Pot of Destruction.
How to integrate the will of heaven into the ingredients...
All of that, when I think about it, seems like a lifetime away.
Xiaoba is also listless, and has no appetite to eat.
Xiaohua left.
She has to do what she should do, she promised Bu Fang, and she will naturally do it.
Niu Hansan did not go with her.
Xiao Hua didn't force it either.
Thus, she turned into a giant python, straddling the sky, with a food box in her mouth, as if there was a strange energy circulating in the lunch box.
In fact, what is contained in the lunch box is only delicacies made with ordinary ingredients.
…
The prehistoric universe.
Hangu Tianguan.
The four strong men sitting cross-legged on the Hangu Tianguan slowly opened their eyes.
Master Tongtian's gaze showed extreme complexity.
He raised his hand, and the sword light flowed.
With his hands behind his back, he stood on the city wall of Tianguan, looking at a dish suspended in the sky in the distance.
That dish, like the most amazing dish in the world, bloomed with supreme brilliance.
That dish attracted everyone's attention, and just by looking at it, people could not restrain their appetite.
Can't wait to try that delicacy.
However, no one dared to taste it.
Under that simple dish, there is an extremely terrifying existence of horror.
Around the dishes, there are also various formations.
Those are the top formations of the prehistoric universe, and each formation has terrifying lethality.
These formations are all to prevent the terrifying existence suppressed by the dish from being born.
"Five hundred years... It's passed in a flash."
Master Tongtian sighed.
Five hundred years passed by so quickly.
The formation arranged by Bu Fang can only suppress the soul god for a thousand years, but now, half of the time has passed.
It's like an hourglass, constantly flowing.
All that flows is time.
Master Tongtian has deep eyes.
He stepped out.
The next moment, the figure suddenly disappeared into the world.
A beam of sword light traversed the boundless universe.
Burst into the Xunxian star.
On Xunxianxing.
Master Tongtian was wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a Qingping sword on his back, walking slowly.
In the distance, there are restaurants.
There are flowers blooming around the restaurant.
Master Tongtian shrank his eyes.
Those flowers are the cohesion of will, with energy that makes his heart palpitate.
He walked between the flowers and came to the restaurant.
In front of the door, sat two people and a chicken.
Niu Hansan had a runny nose and tears, crying heartbroken.
Master Tongtian glanced at him lightly.
Then he turned around, and his eyes fell on Dugu Wushuang.
Master Tongtian shrank his eyes.
Looking at Dugu Wushuang, it was as if he was looking at a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
A genius of swordsmanship, his understanding of sword intent far exceeds that of so-called sword immortals.
If he is given enough time to grow, he can even reach the level of a chaotic sage.
Rare.
Dugu Wushuang glanced at Master Tongtian.
There is sadness in the eyes.
Master Tongtian didn't speak, but shook his head.
Although he had the idea of accepting disciples, he saw a ray of ashes in Dugu Wushuang's eyes.
He knew that if he proposed to accept apprentices, he would definitely be rejected by Dugu Wushuang.
Squeezing the sword formula with his hands, the spiritual consciousness of the Tongtian leader instantly covered the entire Xunxian Star.
For a long time... Fang sighed.
After all, it was too late.
Really reduced to a corrupt mortal, disappeared between heaven and earth
Seek failed
Come to the end of life
Master Tongtian has complicated eyes.
step out.
The figure instantly turned into a sword and rushed away.
…
Seeking stars.
Snow covered the mountains.
On the mountain road covered with a thick layer of snow, two figures walked with difficulty.
Bu Fang hunched his back and walked step by step, leaving footprints in the snow, but these footprints were quickly covered and disappeared by the wind and snow.
Xiaobai followed behind him step by step.
far away.
A hut emerges.
Xiaobai's mechanical eyes flickered.
Bu Fang came to the front of the wooden house, gently pushed it away, shaking off the crisp snow.
familiar place.
Bu Fang came back here again.
He pushed open the door of the cabin and took out a bamboo chair from inside.
It's a pity that the chair has rotted and the wooden house is almost falling apart...
The decaying wooden house is like Bu Fang that is about to decay.
Instead of sitting on a chair, Bu Fang sat on the steps in front of the wooden house.
Sit quietly.
Xiaobai also sat beside him.
The atmosphere was very quiet, without any sound.
The leaves rubbed and rustled.
The silence is like a silent game.
Bu Fang chose to live in seclusion here at the beginning, living a simple and unrestrained life.
And now...
Here he was again, and sat down again.
Xiaobai sat quietly, he was covered with rust, and the degree of decay was similar to that of Bu Fang...
Bu Fang's eyes flickered.
He lowered his head, and all the voices became very clear.
The sound of insects chirping, the sound of snow melting, the sound of wind blowing...
The sound of newborn village children playing at the bottom of the mountain, the sound of fish swimming in the frozen river in the creek on the mountain...
hum...
Bu Fang suddenly came back to his senses.
Turning her head quietly, she looked at Xiao Bai beside her.
Xiaobai's body exuded a little white light...
Those white lights are constantly dissipating, dissipating in the air, floating in the void...
Xiaobai looked at Bu Fang mechanically.
It reached out and patted Bu Fang on the shoulder.
Then...
The body began to turn into white light and continued to disperse.
Jingle Bell…
It sounded like a wind chime shaking.
Bu Fang stared blankly, watching Xiao Bai turn into white light and rush into the sky.
As if turning into sand between fingers, slipping away quietly...
The feeling of loss made him inexplicably uncomfortable.
Bu Fang raised his hand.
He looked at his fingers, his fingertips also glowed with a little white light like Xiaobai...
These white light spots are just like the teleportation array that Bu Fang built when the system first appeared.
Bu Fang raised his head and looked at the sky.
The white spots formed by his body floated into the sky like this...
Jingle Bell…
The sound of wind chimes blowing resounded throughout.
In front of the decaying wooden house, there is nothing.
boom…
Snowflakes fly.
The wooden house roared, and the decayed wooden house fell to the ground, completely reduced to ruins.
Under the cover of wind and snow.
Become the dust of history.
Bu Fang and Xiao Bai, this time... really disappeared.
…
In mist.
Bu Fang opened his eyes.
Is he dead
He glanced at his body, his old body was gone, and he became slender and thin again, just like when he first inherited the system.
Bu Fang was slightly taken aback, he didn't want to take the ruthless path, not because of anything else, but because he was a cook.
If he is ruthless, what delicious dishes can he cook
Dishes without emotion...that's all hooliganism.
He does not deny the ruthless way, it can exist because of his reason.
The prehistoric way of heaven is the way of ruthlessness.
If the sky has love, the sky will also grow old. It is precisely because of its ruthlessness that it can last forever.
Bu Fang looked around.
The darkness is extremely dark, it is a kind of icy darkness, as if the soul is imprisoned and cannot break free.
Xiaobai was not there, and there was no acquaintance around.
A surge of loneliness made Bu Fang feel lonely.
Looking back at five hundred years of mortals.
He has felt the warmth and coldness of the world.
A mortal has a limited lifespan. Because of his physical body, it is not easy for him to live for five hundred years.
In five hundred years, he has seen through the decay and reincarnation of life.
Family, friendship, love, brotherhood, master-student relationship...
He has felt all the emotions.
Of course, these emotions are felt from mortals.
For him, it was shocking.
hum...
Bu Fang was thinking in a daze, in the boundless darkness, maybe only these memories can bring some warmth to his body.
Sudden.
Bu Fang was taken aback, and looked towards the boundless darkness.
A little bit of white light gathered together.
A figure appeared.
The figure was extremely blurry.
However, the feeling given to Bu Fang was extremely familiar.
That kind of familiarity goes deep into the bone marrow and diffuses into the soul.
Blurred face, unclear, slender figure, flying black hair.
He was wearing a simple white robe.
He was condensed by white light spots, suspended in front of Bu Fang...
Um
Bu Fang was taken aback.
stared at the figure.
The vague figure floated slowly, and after a while, it floated in front of Bu Fang.
The fuzzy face came closer, almost touching Bu Fang's face.
Bu Fang could even feel the other party smiling...
"Who are you?"
Bu Fang asked expressionlessly.
The sound that seemed to be produced by the vibration of the soul resounded in Bu Fang's mind.
However, that voice came from giving way to Bu Fang's body, which suddenly became tense...
"Eternal host... you are finally here..."
"Hundreds of lives, you are the only one who insists on coming here."
"who I am?"
"I'm here to help you take the last step...God."