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Author: Carrot to Heaven

Yan Jiu stretched after closing the live broadcast room.

When you close your eyes and take a nap while catching fish.

I actually dreamed of an endless void.

There was nothing around her, and it was eerily quiet, as if covered with a veil, as misty as the moon in the water, like a mirror.

soon.

A whirlpool appeared in front of Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu saw her little self in another parallel world, with bare feet like a beggar and no one cared about her.

The images in the vortex seemed to have doubled their speed, showing Yan Jiu another part of her short life.

In this parallel world.

The little Yan Jiu had no master or senior brother, so she only lived to the age of three with great difficulty.

Another vortex appeared.

Different circumstances, the same three years.

After Yan Jiu witnessed countless whirlpools.

She discovered something in common: in other worlds, without exception, she was alone and could not survive the age of three.

Until his death, he never had any interactions with his master, senior brothers, relatives, or friends.

Yan Jiu moved.

There was no ripple around her, which verified the fact that she witnessed this scene as a passerby.

In addition to this life and the past life, does she have no good results in other worlds?

The warmth of spring is far away, and the coldness of winter lasts a lifetime. Why can't she in other worlds escape the curse of dying silently in an unknown corner?

A single shadow every night.

The snow has not dispersed and the ice has not left.

Yan Jiu felt a chill in her heart, as if her destiny book contained the word "miserable" in capital letters.

She has no feelings of pity.

Some are just angry.

When the veins on the back of her hands loomed.

The screen changes.

Yan Jiu appeared in a certain whirlpool world.

She stepped on soft soil.

The sun is shining, the breeze is gentle, and the waves are shining on the clear lake. Unfortunately, except for the willow trees on the shore, no one can share this tranquil beauty with the lake.

Soon after.

A formation broke the beauty.

Yan Jiu saw the bad news in this world.

Hundreds of thunders seemed to be carving a hole in the sky, and what created this doomsday scene were nine beams of light that converged in the center of the formation from nine directions in the world.

There are nine magic weapons suspended in the beam.

The only people Yan Jiu knew were Sanqingling and Taomujian.

From the perspective of a bystander, she witnessed countless masked people standing in mid-air to greet some kind of big shot.

Yan Jiu looked curiously at the angry formation.

A huge, terrifying aura suddenly appeared, and the unspeakable evil energy seemed to imprison the entire world.

Darkness falls.

The visitor exuded danger and terror, causing those in Xuanmen who couldn't help but want to peep to retreat.

The black mist condenses and takes shape.

A pair of twisted horns are covered with unknown blood-red incantations from the Shura world.

He has a pair of strange eyes.

The left eye is gilded and the right eye is green.

A casual and arrogant attitude.

Like a cat with different eyes that is used to showing its teeth and claws.

Yan Jiu: "..." Why do I think of cats?

She looked at the "person" who was shrouded in black mist and could only see his horns and eyes. Judging from the attitude of the Asura clan who were willing to surrender, this was the legendary King Asura.

soon.

Blood soaked the sky.

Wherever he passed he was replaced by a black mandala.

Yan Jiu hugged her arms and said: "The character is quite high. Isn't this the protagonist who blossoms every step of the way in the novel world?"

As soon as the words fell.

King Asura told Yan Jiu through his actions that he is not the protagonist in this world, but the antagonist.

The fierce fire burned everything in the world.

Compose a song of doomsday judgment with raging violence.

King Asura was born in the abyss.

He is the ancestor of all evil.

Some people tried to resist, but after a breath, their heads were easily removed by the mandala flower.

Obviously, the self-growing Datura flower is not just a decoration. It has the terrifying ability to easily pierce and tear apart its prey.

The world has become a hell.

From beginning to end.

His scornful gaze seemed to be looking at insects, and it seemed to say that the weak did not deserve mercy.

Yan Jiu watched all this happen quietly.

There was no ups and downs in my heart.

She didn't understand why the dream made her see this.

While she was doubting, this world was destroyed by the comeback of the Asura clan.

Yan Jiu told the truth: "To be honest, it's useless for me to see this. I can't defeat Him."

She stood by the lake that had been replaced by mandala flowers, speaking to her reflection in the lake.

Yan Jiu thought divergently and said: "If the world is destined to be destroyed, why not enjoy yourself in time?"

I don’t know which of Yan Jiu’s words offended whom, but she was mercilessly kicked out.

Yan Jiu opened her eyes again.

Returned to the quiet conference room.

Nothing has changed.

It was as if what just happened was just a dream.

Yan Jiu collapsed on the chair.

Those strange eyes gave her a sense of familiarity.

Why is it familiar?

Until Yan Jiu wandered to the interrogation room and saw Lang Zongyi outside the interrogation room.

Yan Jiu understood what was familiar: King Asura's right eye color was exactly the same as Lang Zongyi's!

But Yan Jiu did not lead Lang Zongyi to King Asura. Let alone Lang Zongyi's integrity, the Asuras at Rose Cross must have dealt with her senior brother, but they did not take him away, which is enough to explain everything.

When Yan Jiu was deep in thought.

Lang Zongyi found Yan Jiu: "What's wrong?"

Yan Jiu told Lang Zongyi about her dream.

Lang Zongyi looked stunned.

But I was just surprised but not confused.
To be continued...