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Chapter 590: 38. Glorious History, Prelude to the Massacre

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“Why?”

“Why?”

” They’re clearly very good people. Why? ”

Fang Chuyu suddenly lost her composure and started wailing.

Zhang Jin clenched his fists.

Wang Xiong, who was at the side, was also somewhat emotional. He suddenly realized that his experience was a little better than these people. He had lost a newlywed wife, but these people were all suffering and suffering.

He turned his head and looked deeply at the man who was flipping through the Pantheon Court’s History of Creation. He could not help but shout, “Brother

Qin

The words left her mouth, but she didn’t know what to say.

“I heard it,” Xia Ji replied.

That’s right.

You didn’t say.

But I already heard it.

You didn’t say,

I’ve heard it too.

The world is silent,

The mountains and rivers were silent.

The wind and clouds were still, But I already understood. I dont compete with the world,

I don’t fight with others, What I wish is that heaven and earth have hearts,

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The people are destined,

There will be peace for all ages,

This good has a good end, Evil is rewarded with evil. As small as I am,

As humble as I am,

All living beings are like me,

Coming from the mud and dust, but unwilling to go to the sky,

Before this endless and irreversible destiny, he did not seek success or fame.

What I hope for is that my waist will not bend, my bones will not break, and my breath will not dissipate.

The desolation of the savage will not be obliterated, the pride of the arrogant will not be smoothed, and the loneliness of the traitor will not be destroyed.

He closed his eyes and said softly.

“May everyone in the world be like a dragon.”

Wang Xiong left with Fang Chuyu, but Senior Brother Zhang was unwilling to leave. His heart had already given up all these years, and he didn’t want to leave.

Even if he had to die, he wanted to see with his own eyes how the man sitting on the top of the cliff would fight against the gods.

He had never dared to do something that he did not dare to think about or look forward to in his life, but now someone was doing it.

Then, he was willing to use the rest of his life to witness and see.

Feng Qing Sect’s Sect Master felt as though she was sitting on pins and needles as she hurriedly bid farewell.

Xia Ji flipped through the Pantheon Court’s History of Creation.

On the first page of the History of Creation, it was written, ” Slaying Gods. ”

It was about how to kill Little Su.

It was a glorious history.

Xia Ji read page by page…

He looked at the words that contained holiness, those words that were disguised as hypocrisy.

He continued reading.

He continued to flip.

He looked carefully.

He flipped through it seriously.

The sky was already dark.

Senior Brother Zhang did not return to the Wind Clear Sect and built a wooden house at the edge of the cliff.

Xia Ji returned to the foot of the mountain. By the stream, in front of the wooden house surrounded by spring flowers, Xiao Su was in a daze while Miao Miao was fishing.

He smiled.

“You’re back,” Little Su shouted.

Her memory was already in a mess, but her voice was still very happy.

Miao Miao turned her head and glanced at him. She held her chin in her hands and showed the sexpression as when she first met Xia Ji in her previous life. She called out from afar, ” Uncle. ‘

Yes.

It was as if she was being manipulated. She was doing the sthing repeatedly and entering the scycle.

She was destined to fall in love with this man, to marry him, to be together with him, to die at the end of this calamity, and to reappear five hundred years later.

And so on.

He didn’t know.

All the tears, smiles, joy, and even the reason for doing so had been forgotten.

“Did you catch any fish?” Xia Ji ran over.

Miao Miao smiled, revealing her cute little white teeth. ” Of course, look. ”

She pointed at the fish that were still alive and kicking in the wooden bucket.

They’re so cute. ”

“I think it’ll be cuter if it’s braised,” Xia Ji muttered.

‘ Mm. ” Miao Miao nodded as if she had just realized something. Her eyes lit up. ” I heard from Little Wu that your cooking skills are very good, especially your control of the fire. ‘

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Fire control?

Xia Ji thought for a moment.

He was the source of the Fire Tribulation.

Of course, it was well controlled.

“Then I’ll show you Uncle’s ability today,” he said with a smile.

As he spoke, he completely lost the peerless spirit of spitting out a half-day blade. Instead, he was like a layman covered in mortal dust as he began to clean up the fish scales.

From tto time, the fish wagged their tails and splashed the water in the basin, splashing the fishy water on his clothes, body, and face.

Miao Miao, who was standing at the side, looked at the strange uncle who was trying his best to suppress the fish and tidy it up. She couldn’t help but laugh. She put her hands on her hips and shouted,”Hey, do you need my help?”

“Just wait and eat,” Xia Ji shouted.

“Oh,” Miao Miao replied.

She sat back beside Little Su. The two of them looked at the grey clouds and twilight of the ancient beasts galloping in the mountains. Tslowed down. Above the grey clouds was a vast galaxy. The galaxy was boundless and infinitely large, so big that everyone was like an invisible ant.

Chi chi chi!

The sound of fish being thrown into a pot of oil could be heard from inside the house.

Soon, there was the sound of stir-frying again.

This voice tore apart the loneliness in this vast universe, reminding you that you are not alone.

This was the human world.

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The sect master of the Wind Clear Sect finally used an emergency method to inform the gods.

However, he was not qualified to directly contact God.

The one who connected to him was the Oracle.

This divine envoy was also very mysterious. It was said that he was once a hoodlum who had defiled countless girls and harmed several families. Later, for sreason, he was determined to have peerless talent and was personally nurtured by the god for decades.

Naturally, no one mentioned the past of the oracle.

No one said whether it was good or evil.

He only said that this was a test from the heavens, and the oracle had passed the test, so that he could be promoted by the gods..