In the next world, it's useless

Chapter 37 Worth It

Daoguizhou and Ziming stood between the barren mountains and ridges. Daoguizhou looked up at the sky covered by the criss-crossing branches and leaves, and then at the dark surroundings.

At first glance, it looks like the standard feature of the grove in ghost movies.

If it weren't for the fact that the hole in front of them was really deep, and Dao Guizhou had sensed the evil spirit from inside, he would really have thought that it was Xia You who tricked them here for Xuanyuan Zong to use a trick to eradicate dissidents.

But right.

Dao Guizhou is really not cowardly.

He stretched his muscles and bones, released Qiushui from the Qiankun bag and held it in his hand, then looked at Ziming: "Are you sure you really want to go down with me?"

The situation below is unclear, maybe he will be poisoned and die on the spot as soon as he hits the ground, but Dao Guizhou is not very afraid of this.

Mainly because of the blessing of Tiandao's identity, even if he draws his sword and wipes his own neck now, he can still keep his expression on.

But Zai Zai is different, the hero's aura is certainly powerful, but Dao Guizhou is not sure if this aura can support people to actively seek death.

Ziming didn't call Broken Star out, but just played with the red rope that he didn't know where to find, and looked at Guizhou with a slight smile in his eyes: "Uncle, if you want to go down, I will go down with you." You went together."

He raised his foot and stepped on the soil on the edge: "I just don't know if this place will collapse."

Dao Guizhou just wanted to say something, but then he thought about his sad physique: "...It's okay, even if we really will, we won't come out for two or three days, Xia You will definitely send someone to find us Yes. I want to wrong you and stay with me for a while."

Ziming raised his eyebrows slightly, before he could say what he thought in his heart, he heard Dao Guizhou smile and added: "This is life and death in the same acupoint, right?"

Ziming's hands hanging by his side and hidden in his sleeves slightly curled up.

Dao Guizhou shook his head: "Fortunately, it's you, if it's someone else, I'll either tie him up and go down by myself, or stay on the top and kick him down."

He seemed to be thinking about it very seriously: "I don't want to go down and encounter some kind of poison, some kind of illusion, hug someone else and both turn into bones."

This is, after all, a common occurrence in those novels.

Dao Guizhou was really worried about this.

He doesn't like to have too much physical contact with people.

But Zai Zai is different.

Zi Ming stared at Dao Guizhou for a long time, as if he was confirming something, seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Dao Guizhou turned his head and looked back.

Ziming lowered his eyes slightly to stagger his gaze, and then held the thin red rope wrapped around his fingers: "Little uncle, I have something for you."

Before Dao Guizhou could react, Ziming grabbed his hand.

His slender fingers were lightly stuck on his wrist, without using much force, it was completely different from the previous grip, but Daoguizhou didn't hide.

He just felt that Zai Zai's hands were so hot.

Even through the clothes, the temperature was clearly transmitted.

Then he saw Ziming wrap the red thread of his left hand around his finger.

There are no rules, just like children playing around.

But his careless and gentle movements somehow made Dao Guizhou feel a little more cherished and careful.

Obviously this looks like the simplest red rope, but it is like some kind of treasure in Ziming's hands.

Dao Guizhou's fingers were a little itchy from being rubbed by the rough rope, he subconsciously withdrew his hand, his fingertips lightly brushed against Zi Ming's palm, Zi Ming paused for a moment, and then said helplessly: "Little Master Uncle , don't move around."

Dao Guizhou choked for breath.

He stared at Ziming in a daze, and a thought kept flashing through his mind.

Why did he feel that what Zai Zai said just now was a bit like coaxing a child? !

Is he, Dao Guizhou, the kind of brat who needs to be coaxed?

no!

Let me explain that he is...

【Hey. 】

The system interrupted him: [You are sorry for him. 】

Daoguizhou:?

Before he had time to question the system, Ziming whispered, "Okay."

Dao Guizhou lowered his eyes to look at his hand, and saw red lines criss-crossed on it, which is actually pretty good-looking.

His hands are fair and slender, and with the red thread, they have an inexplicably messy beauty.

Dao Guizhou was thinking about the use of this thing, but he didn't notice that Ziming's eyes on his hand were a bit dark.

He asked him: "What is this?"

Ziming smiled, tilted his head slightly, and joked with a bewitching innocence: "Yuelao's red line?"

Dao Guizhou: "?"

He was a little speechless, but more helpless and happy.

Zai Zai will also take the initiative to joke with him!

Dao Guizhou spread his hands: "Untie it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the red thread wrapped around his hand instantly dissipated between his fingers.

Dao Guizhou felt surprised, looked around, even moved his five fingers, but he didn't feel any strange feeling.

What is this?

so arrogant?

He wanted to ask Ziming again, but Ziming held his hand: "Little Martial Uncle, let's go."

The cellar was even bigger than Dao Guizhou imagined.

Where they landed, there were no flowers and plants, and no living things were seen.

There is only a little light in this place, and there is darkness ahead.

Dao Guizhou put away the autumn water and held the flame in his palm, and let Ziming lead him forward.

Talking in such a place, the echo is very strong, so Ziming lowered his voice: "Little uncle, I can feel that there seem to be several streams of air here, and there must be different passages, just follow me closely. "

He paused, and added a meaningful sentence: "Poison is not only fatal, but also has side effects."

Dao Guizhou answered smoothly: "For example, love?"

Ziming laughed hoarsely, but did not answer.

Dao Guizhou didn't care, just followed him and continued walking.

As Ziming expected, there are indeed several forks here.

Dao Guizhou felt a pain in his head when he saw the identical entrances in front of him: "Choose one."

Ziming raised his eyebrows, his eyes slowly turned around in these dark passages, and finally looked at the nearest hole: "This."

He paused: "If I make a wrong choice, the little uncle won't blame me, will he?"

Dao Guizhou waved his hand: "Your luck must be better than mine."

Ziming smiled and led Daoguizhou onto the road.

As soon as he entered, Dao Guizhou felt the flame in his palm disappear in an instant, and even the familiar heat in his other hand disappeared in an instant.

Only the residual warmth was still warming his hands that were always cool all the year round.

Dao Guizhou subconsciously wanted to speak out, but found that he couldn't say anything.

...?

Is it poisoned?

He called the system in his heart, but his mind felt a little dizzy.

He is not unfamiliar with this feeling, it is like this every time the sequelae of mental instability occur...

Dao Guizhou's last thought when he lost consciousness was——

Why is Wen Lingyu useless again? !

However, Dao Guizhou did not faint.

He just felt that his consciousness was blurred for a moment, and he couldn't even perceive the outside world at all.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in the clouds and mist, and there was a tea set made of bamboo in front of him.

It looks elegant and simple.

Daoguizhou was scalded by the heat from the boiling hot water around him, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but found that his body was out of his control.

He just watched himself reaching out to hold the hot teapot, making tea and washing cups as if he was unconscious.

Only then did Dao Guizhou realize that there was a small mirror on the table.

The person in the mirror...

It's Ziming.

Zi Ming, who was dressed in a youthful white outfit, was holding Broken Star, and his whole body was covered in blood.

His back was straightened, as if it would either be broken or not bend.

And the young man with a haughty and ruthless expression, and those eyes with faint scarlet, turned into a sharp knife and pierced through Dao Guizhou's heart.

Dao Guizhou felt his hand holding the handle slightly tightened, the scorching heat made his palm numb.

But he still continued to do such meaningless things with a blank face.

"The spiritual power of this world has dissipated so much, the creator has given up on this world..." He heard a cold female voice behind him: "Master, have you made your decision?"

He seemed to be silent for a long time before calmly replying: "The world has already chosen a successor for me. Besides, I have never been afraid of death."

He looked down at the young man's angry face, the corners of his lips moved, and the arc was slightly tense: "...It's enough to survive."

What is hidden in front of him can be understood by the people behind him without his words.

I only heard the old friend sigh softly: "My lord... I'm afraid this son is a bit too cruel."

Without turning his head, he knew that the old man's eyes were on the mirror.

The old man looked at the young man who was seriously injured and killed those comrades who were jealous of him, bullied him, and wanted his life without hesitation: "He is not suitable for your path."

"Suitable." He flicked the tea leaves lightly: "The Ruthless Dao doesn't need those."

"You are also cultivating the way of ruthlessness, but you are still..." The old man finally couldn't hold back: "Have you softened your heart towards him?"

Dao Guizhou felt that he had poured a cup of tea, and with a wave of his hand, the teacup was delivered to the person behind him: "Yes, so I am no longer worthy of occupying this position. The world is full of holes, if I can It's not bad to change your life for peace."

His gaze never moved away from the mirror. It was clear that his gaze was cold and indifferent, like the hardest ice in the world that no one could melt away, but Daoguizhou felt the tenderness and indescribable hidden in it. love.

He looked at the other person's eyebrows in a daze, and realized that he had left the other person's body belatedly.

Just when he wanted to see clearly who the other party was, and wanted to confirm the answer in his heart, his vision went dark again.

When he was able to see the environment he was in again, he saw that white figure with his back facing him, leaning on an extremely huge pillar.

The whole body of the pillar is sky blue, and golden runes are engraved on it.All around is a vast expanse of whiteness.

The man's figure was a little thin, and there was a bright red blood stain on his back.

His robe was still splashed with dots of dark red, like red plums blooming in the snow, which was strange and coquettish.

The man seemed to be coughing in a muffled voice, and his cold voice was a little vain: "...reset."

As he fell to the ground, the pillar he was supporting shattered.

The man couldn't hold it anymore, and knelt on the ground on one knee.

Even though he was far away, Dao Guizhou could still hear his suppressed weak panting.

He saw a woman in white clothes appear, but her figure was terrifying.

He couldn't see the other person's face, he could only see the woman hurriedly laying in front of the man, with her arms open facing the countless blue and golden fragments floating in the air.

She was going to help him block it.

But she can't.

Dao Guizhou heard the woman leave a last sentence: "...This will only accelerate the collapse of this world, master, is it worth it?"

……worth.

Dao Guizhou watched the dense blue-gold fragments turn into a shower and penetrate the man's body fiercely, and they all disappeared. He watched the man's white clothes completely turn into blood clothes.

The pain seemed to fall on him from the air.

It was a pain that could not be compared with a thousand cuts.

From the body, from the soul—almost broke him.

He answered her in his heart.

It was not for this world.

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