Alien Dust

Chapter 634 Flirting regardless of the occasion

What a sin.

Wu Hen didn't know how to explain or enlighten him for a moment.

He suddenly remembered that before he left, he had told Fairy Gong Qin a romantic story of pure friendship, hoping that she would give him a flower after his death. Given what he had done, the fact that Fairy Gong Qin didn't spit in front of his grave showed that she was very cultured.

What a sin, what a sin. I originally thought that time followed a certain law, but I didn't expect that time actually had several laws coexisting. There is the grandfather paradox, the river of time, and even parallel time and space...

In this way, Fairy Gong Qin is the inner demon, there is no doubt about it. Perhaps his master finally figured it out afterwards, but he could not tell Fairy Gong Qin directly, so before he left, he asked Huang Xian to watch over Fairy Gong Qin's hundred-year calamity. However, Huang Xian did not understand the deep meaning of it, and mistakenly believed that the future Fairy Gong Qin was the mastermind behind the cholera.

It is impossible to explain it clearly in a few words, and what Wu Hen says to the young girl Gong Qin now would be like rubbing salt into her wounds.

There is still work to be done. Wu Hen took a look at the battle between Ruan Muhan and the female martial ancestor Du Xiao and found that Ruan Muhan had formed a balance with the opponent. After all, Du Xiao was a senior and high-level martial arts god. The disadvantage she faced when facing Ruan Muhan at the beginning had been made up by her own experience.

Wu Hen used his four senses and after weaving out the battle situation for the next twenty minutes, he made sure that Ruan Muchan would not be defeated and would not be ambushed by other gods. Only then did he fly towards Baishan with peace of mind.

In Baishan, the battle situation became extremely chaotic. Half of the heavenly kings of Ye Nuwa's lineage died, and the other half were also fleeing one after another. The old gods of Cangchu naturally knew that these heavenly kings of Ye Nuwa's lineage were all huge energy bodies. They stole a large amount of spiritual factors from Cangchu. If they were killed, they could obtain these resources and let them reach a higher level. Therefore, whether out of so-called righteousness or selfishness, they launched a brutal hunt.

At this time, although the Red Robe Saint was the leader of the old gods, he was unable to control the selfishness of each god. After the Night Leader withdrew from the dispute, the situation turned into one side plundering the other.

Cai Qiong took a look at the seven-colored mountains and seas that were gradually being restored, and also saw many old gods with ulterior motives who were eager to try.

They also want to see what the outside world is like, but they are afraid that it is a scam targeting them. What if this so-called ascension is a screening of higher-dimensional lives, selecting high-quality and juicy lives and serving them to the table?
When faced with unknown things, any intelligent life knows to step back behind the crowd and let those fearless guys walk in front so that they can understand the danger inside.

But opportunities are often given to the first person to take that step, and they are afraid that others will preempt them.

It can be seen that every god is struggling with whether to go to the outside world or stay in Cangchu. At the same time, they need to be wary of other gods around them and whether they are using each other.

Compared with their own camp, these Nuwa clansmen from the future have no such concerns and suspicions. They have only one belief, even if there is an abyss ahead, even if the other side is a bubble, they will cross it. Such cohesion can probably only be formed through real experience of common suffering.

For a moment, the red-robed saint Cai Qiong looked up into the future, gazing at the Infinite City three hundred years from now. He suddenly realized that it was people like them who were truly lost in this alien jungle. They knew that this soil was not suitable for survival, but they dared not open up. They were just like a group of ignorant and cowardly ancient people who tried to reach the end of the continent but completely retreated when they saw the ocean.

The ocean can be conquered, and the starry sky can also be conquered. They lost their Nuwa goddess and were completely lost in this increasingly corrupt land.

...It has been a while since the Seven-Colored Mountain and Sea had a polar reversal. This beautiful sacred mountain, Shenglan, is full of vitality. Just the tip of the iceberg that has been revealed is enough to make people yearn for it. It has not been eroded by any natural disasters. Whether it is developing magnificent technology on such a land, or embarking on the path of cultivation, it can be achieved.

The peace and vastness there are truly the pure land favored by God.

Ming Yi stood on the top of the White Mountain. She looked out at the mysterious realm that was slowly unfolding like a picture scroll. Its true appearance was not like the Infinite City that was stacked up through some kind of high-dimensional mapping, nor was it a gift from God. It was completely natural, and one could even be sure that there were no realms that made life despair. All things were equal and all things prospered together. Even if there was a food chain, it was not the hateful law of the jungle. There was no absolute ruling species, nor was there absolute smallness and humbleness. They eventually formed a perfect and healthy closed loop of life, orderly, pure, and each with its own mission.

Her Time Yuanyou is releasing the energy of time like a tide. This time tide is reverse, restoring this mythical land to the time when it was still lush and green, and restoring it to the time before all the disputes began.

Finally, the ever-expanding mythological picture scroll showed strange changes. It did not follow the rule that the horizon of the human world slowly moved downwards, but instead slowly moved upwards. Ming Yi had to open his spiritual vision so that his eyes could reach farther. In the farther place, the mythological land stretched out towards the sky, just like the entire world, which was already vast, was spread out on the steps of heaven...

But at this moment, the energy of Time Yuanyou was exhausted. Ming Yi sprinkled a brief rain of dew on this dying world, but this rain of dew could only prolong its limited greenery and vitality, and it would wither again before long.

"Wu Hen!"

Ming Yi pointed forward, indicating that if Wu Hen wanted to cross to the outside world, he must do so now.

Wu Hen no longer hesitated, he flew here, and after meeting Ming Yi on the top of the White Mountain, he flew without hesitation towards the mythical world that was slowly rolling up into the starry sky.

The moment he flew out, a red figure followed him.

The red figure did not try to stop them maliciously. He just kept a certain distance and followed behind Wu Hen and Ming Yi. It seemed that this red-robed saint also had a little curiosity about the other side.

"What exactly is he going to do?" Ming Yi still had a shadow over the Red Robe Saint. This guy had killed the warriors of their Douyi Star Palace not long ago. These people could not be resurrected by Nuwa's divine power. They disappeared forever.

"I don't know. Let's take a look at what's on the other side and plant our space buds first. Many of the laws in the world that we think we have mastered already exist. We are more often discoverers, experiencers, and users, rather than creators. What we are doing now is no different from drilling wood to make fire. Suiren also kept trying, and we just have to do it and try... If there is a result, it will be the beginning of a new era for mankind. If there is no result, we will find a quiet place to have more children, write down the traces of our exploration of the world, and pass them on to them." Wu Hen said.

After listening to this, Ming Yi couldn't help but laugh. How come Wu Hen could still be witty regardless of the occasion after going through so many things?
"Who said I'm going to give birth to a baby for you?" Ming Yi said.

"I didn't say I would have a baby with you. We can just..." Wu Hen didn't finish his words. His arm had been pinched purple by the violence and he grimaced in pain.

However, Wu Hen was not the only one grinning. Cai Qiong, the red-robed saint who had been chasing him all the way, already had a dark face.

These two little bastards didn't take the saint seriously at all and flirted with him regardless of the occasion!
(End of this chapter)