"What's your name? Why are you talking so hard!"

"Oh, Master, isn't he..."

Crunch!

The door of the wooden house was pushed open.

Feng Chengxue at the wellhead trembled, kicked her foot and overturned the bucket. She stood up in fear and turned around and saluted respectfully:

"Master!"

Xu Xiaoshu sat on the ground with his knees on his back, still holding grass in his mouth and a peach blossom on his waist.

He didn't get up, but just looked back and said with a smile:

"You are the sword..."

Buzz!

He suddenly fainted.

Because the old figure that caught the eyes at the door of the wooden house was holding the teaching whip Yan Python in his hand, his back was slightly hunched, and his face was under his silvery temples, which was a very old face!

"I?!"

Xu Xiaoshu's body was shocked violently and fell backwards in fear.

Is the Sword God me?

Am I a sword god?

He is at the wellhead; he is at the door of the wooden house.

He sat by the well; he stood at the door of the wooden house.

A bucket of water was pouring in front of him, and the water stains surged in, wetting the hem of his robe; he stood at the door, dressed properly, dressed in black, clearly in his outfit in the Dead Sea...

Sword God, lonely tower shadow!

The black back at the top of the Lonely Tower was never someone else, but myself?

"ah--"

Xu Xiaoshou covered hissing and screamed.

Flashback!

The screen flashback!

Switching frantically!

When he saw each other and met "him/me", Xu Xiaoshou felt that his spiritual world was completely confused.

His self lost, and he went from himself at the wellhead to his old self at the door of the wooden house.

From his perspective, from the old figure who could only see the door of the wooden house, he could see two young people standing in a shocked manner and sitting in a daze at the wellhead.

His consciousness is in his young self, his old self, and in Xu Xiaoshou and the sword god Gulouying, constantly flashing back and switching.

The world is wrong frequently.

Self-interruption.

The vast and heavy history, the past and the future are like books all over the world being torn into pieces, and fragments are forcibly stuffed into one's own brain.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't even see clearly the essence of the "historical story". He had been filled with countless pieces of garbage knowledge and squeezed his brain swelled and almost broke down.

He felt that he had experienced countless eras.

But the reality is that he only looked at each other with the sword god Gulouying at the door of the wooden house, or the old self.

When the water in the bucket that Feng Chengxue kicked over with her feet spread under her body, spreading the sky and bringing a cool touch.

Xu Xiaoshou covered his head, his eyes wide open, and his pain was endless.

He wanted to use his head to grab the ground to relieve the headache, but when he lowered his head, he was shocked to find...

The water stains on the ground, the reflected sky is not the sky with blue sky and white clouds!

What appears inside is the 33rd Heaven of the God's ruins!

"ah--"

Xu Xiaoshou raised his head in disbelief and looked at the sky.

He finally discovered that the mountains and waters were around, but the sky in this world was actually composed of the reflected ruins of the gods.

The God Yi, who was constructed by himself with all his strength, slapped the overlord with a stick, but his figure was frozen in the air, freezing the sky he looked at at this moment!

"Hua Weiyang!"

"Hua Weiyang, it's you!"

Under the severe pain of giving birth as if his brain was about to give birth, Xu Xiaoshou finally realized the most terrifying thing:

The Overlord did not use his second world to tear the flowers, or it was not too late.

At the critical moment, after the God also fell with a stick, he was stuck before the world of flowers was about to decompose...

Maybe the ending will be as you thought.

Hua Weiyang lost, and in the way he was best at, he was smashed by himself.

But it was because of such a lucky mentality that the winner was decided in the moment...

Hua Weiyang seized this moment!

He extended this moment even more!

So, the effort failed.

What I took the initiative to step in was not the depth of the memory after Hua Weiyang was shattered and pierced.

It is the self-fantasized "Hua Weiyang was shattered and the depth of memory after being pierced" - this is the success of self-fantasy, the situation that Hua Weiyang wants to take the initiative to step into, and the second world nested in the second world of fantasy swordsmanship!

Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.

The moment he looked down at the reflection of the sky in the water stain under his body, Xu Xiaoshou also saw himself clearly from the water stain and found himself back!

But he had just realized this...

"Pop!"

The body was crushed, like a wave of disillusionment.

The world in the water stain burst out with terrifying suction, stripping him away from such a "deep in memory" bit by bit, and sending him back to the 33rd Heaven of the Relic of God.

...

"I……"

The wellhead, the wooden house, the flower Weiyang, the snow in the wind city, and the shadow of the sword god's lonely tower are completely gone!

Xu Xiaoshou found out that he was back.

But he did not come back to himself in the 33rd heaven of the God Relics, he found that he had become the consciousness of the Flower World and Hua Weiyang!

"I, or Hua Weiyang, haven't switched back?"

"No, I'm still in the second world!"

The world of flowers is like an arm that uses fingers.

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts didn't move, but when he was angry, the earth spit out the angry flowers, and when he was sad, the earth spit out the sad flowers.

He felt that his state was like being dismembered by a dog with a feathered meal, deliberately transforming into a great way, using this to share the power of the world of eating flowers.

But the only difference...

He can't find Xu Xiaoshou's self!

What he is experiencing now is Hua Weiyang's perspective, the perspective that is about to be shattered by the Overlord God!

"drink!!!"

The overlord pulled it down with one stick.

God also looked red in his eyes.

The heavy weapon on the heavy army list was swung by the explosion of power.

"and……"

“Let’s wait…”

Xu Xiaoshou had no arms, his body was the world, he could only make such a panic sound and ended abruptly!

wrong.

Why is this sound a little familiar?

He lost all his follow-ups, and finally saw that the overlord was under a stick. The whole world was rolling in the middle, squeezing under the stick, and then shattering it all.

...
To be continued...