Miao Qingyin looked at Su Yu.
Generally speaking, when Brother Su Yu is around, she won't speak on her own initiative, but will follow Brother Su Yu's opinions.
The two of them have a mutual understanding. Over the years, Miao Qingyin knows exactly what kind of personality Su Yu has.
In the past, rather than saying that she was in charge of the Eternal Night, it would be more accurate to say that she wanted to be the sharp blade behind Brother Su Yu.
She acted according to the character of her brother Su Yu.
Su Yu did not make a decision on his own and looked at Qingyin.
But he knew that Qingyin was as wise as a demon.
But most of the time, when I’m with myself, I usually let myself speak first.
She will not contradict herself, and will still carry out her opinions even if they are not so accurate.
Seeing Qingyin like this, Su Yu decided to let Qingyin handle it herself this time.
Miao Qingyin glanced at Brother Su Yu and knew what he was thinking. She stepped forward and said, "It's time for everyone to gain experience."
"Remind the Eternal Night leaders and those people from various sects who will not die."
"Let them divide the battlefield, king against king, soldier against soldier, and let the horse race decide the outcome."
"Yes!" As soon as the words fell, the secret envoy disappeared on the spot.
Su Yu looked into the distance. The sky over there had suddenly turned dark and blue.
The ghostly aura is spreading.
"Let those ghosts dance!"
"We are not workers, and you can't just let us take over when the world is destroyed."
"I believe some of the immortals will jump out."
"Those old monsters who have lived for who knows how many years, those human spirits who have not been absorbed by the City of Heaven."
Su Yu's words were full of confidence.
Miao Qingyin's gaze was the same.
That was her purpose as well.
Old people are respected and should be treated with respect, but those who are not dead are regarded as spirits or monsters.
This time, Su Yu wanted to use this catastrophe to force out all those people who were hiding in the dark and whom even they could not find or investigate.
Forced into action.
Otherwise, they will be like poisonous snakes, lurking in the dark, and you never know when they will bite you, which will make you feel insecure.
It was so unreal, as if before this, he had no idea there was a city in the sky.
Now all they have to do is wait.
Wait until the demon army is defeated, wait until the ghosts attack, wait until they really realize that if they don't take action, they will suffer irreparable losses.
They will take action.
No matter where they are, it's a game in itself.
They might also be waiting for Qingyin and I to take action, but I just don't.
Let's see who can be patient and who can withstand the criticism.
Whoever sees families broken apart and homes destroyed is the real winner.
Su Yu and Miao Qingyin's eyes shone at the same time: "I bet they lose."
In a desolate wilderness, there are countless deep pits all around.
An old man sat upright on the ground.
I saw that he had sparse hair, was bald, and had a face as pale as wax, but he exuded a heavy and abyssal aura.
There were halos emanating from his body.
Wherever these apertures touched, everything disappeared.
His figure disappeared on the spot without any trace of movement.
The next second, five transparent souls exactly like him flew out of his body and wandered around, taking everything in.
"It's done!"
"I did it."
"My Xiaoyao Jue is complete."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Master, after two thousand years, I have finally cultivated the Xiaoyao Jue to the level of the only one in the world."
"No one here can stop me anymore."
"It's time for me to go back and take revenge."
Elder Mu Wu stood up and looked at the sky: "How many years have I been practicing?"
"Two thousand years."
"This sitting lasted for two thousand years."
"The world has changed so much, dynasties have come and gone, yin and yang have rotated, and I can feel that they are all dead."
"I forgot."
"They've all become confused in their cultivation."
Old man Mu Wu's face twitched, as if a soul was about to leave his body, and his eyes became fierce.
His eyes became more fierce.
"No!"
"No, they can't die. I haven't whipped their corpses yet!"
"I need blood to wash away their sins."
When the voice fell, old man Mu Wu disappeared.
In a cave somewhere underground.
A woman wearing a thin dress as thin as a cicada's wing, transparent as snow, with a beautiful figure and graceful habits, but with a hint of the temperament of a lady from a noble family.
Her hair was as white as snow, and two strands of long hair were flying beside her eyebrows.
Her eyes looked at the sacred tree in front of her, which was blooming with brilliant and colorful flowers.
The name of this sacred tree is Gesang Tree.
The blooming flower is called Gesang Flower, and her other name is Gesang Goddess Sangying.
Sang Ying looked at the Gesang sacred tree and said, "You felt it too, right?"
"The world outside is in chaos."
"Gesang Sacred Tree, can you let me leave this place?"
"The world needs me. I have seen countless stars and countless suns and moons here."
"I have been with you for ten thousand years and have become a goddess, so why can't I go out?"
"I have no friends, only these lovely wolves."
"Their ancestors are my children."
"Now they have bred countless children."
"They respect me and love me, but I can only watch their homes shrink and they gradually die."
"Gelsang flowers!"
"Do you hear me?"
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