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Most of the time, the dog Qin Yang felt that the killer Qin Yang did things too extreme, so it was easy to offend people inexplicably, which was really not good, and if not done well, it would become a situation where the whole world would be enemies.
But nothing can be said to be absolute. The killer Qin Yang's way of saying that he will not leave any chickens and dogs, and guarantees that a living chicken will not be seen, will become an advantage in an instant if it is changed to another place.
For example, what he is going to do now, the dog Qin Yang thinks to himself that what he does is definitely not as good as the killer Qin Yang.
Say to wash it twice, inch by inch, to ensure that there will be no slightest drop in any corner.
Under the light of the white lantern, the little boy's heart door was condensed in the light. His heart door didn't have the shape of a door at all, only a shapeless white light cluster hanging there.
For a baby less than one year old, he has no concept of the "door".
For Qin Yang, the changing light cluster was completely defenseless.
Killer Qin Yang held the plastic black sword, suppressed his strength to the limit, stepped forward, and entered the light cluster.
The world inside the heart door is bright and filled with the purest brilliance. In the white world, there are only a few things.
The huge wooden horse toy, swaying like a tumbler, floated in mid-air, and the huge wind chime swayed, making a crisp sound.
In the distance, there is an abstract thing like a steamed bun, which has turned into a mountain, and a twisted thing that looks like a river, and what flows in it is honey.
However, most of these things are slightly abstract in shape, and have not yet been truly visualized, and the baby has not yet formed a real concept in his mind.
The edge of the world that is expanding, and more things, are slowly being derived.
For a monk, or even just for an adult, if he is rehabilitated, he may really be regarded as an idiot.
However, for a baby, there is nothing in the heart itself, and he can't say a word. It's no big deal if his number is reshuffled. The big deal is that the novice village has practiced it for a few months, and it hasn't produced any results anyway. .
Killer Qin Yang didn't care about these, he strictly followed the established plan, wielding the plastic black sword, and slashed past bit by bit.
Those places that were as pure as white paper were also forcibly chopped into pieces by him, and then he washed them thoroughly with Yumian Tranquility Song. Even after washing, they seemed to be the same as before.
It's all pure white, without any impurities.
Pushing forward bit by bit, the first unlucky thing was the Trojan horse. After being chopped up, it was washed again by Yumian An Shenqu, and the Trojan horse completely disappeared here.
Not long after, the few things in the pure white world have disappeared, and the baby's heart has become as pure as a newborn.
Just staying here, I can't help but feel that he is the filthy feeling.
However, the number washing is not finished yet, there is still the last bit of pure white world to be cleaned.
Pushing all the way to the end, chopping up the last bit of pure white world, and cleaning it with Yumian Tranquility, there was a change.
The chopped pure white world is still pure white, but when it is washed away by the power of Yumian An Shenqu, the white seems to be filthy, slowly fading away, revealing a bit of mottled black underneath.
In this pure white world, it seems to be unforgivably filthy, extremely glaring.
"Dog thing! I knew it!" The dog Qin Yang's lungs were about to explode. The last time he came to check, he didn't find any traces, and because he was a baby, he really didn't have the heart to do anything serious.
Unexpectedly, the old emperor was so useless, and the things he hid were so deep that they were chopped into pieces by the plastic black sword, and the surface looked white.
"Wash him clean!"
With the cleaning of Yumian An Shenqu, the place that was originally thought to be pure white and nothing, the pure white cover turned into something that could be washed away, and it continued to fade away.
The mottled black is also getting bigger and bigger, turning into a flashing black door, a door that is incompatible with this place.
"I need to use enough strength to continue to finish." Killer Qin Yang reminded first.
If he uses enough power, there is a high probability that this pure white world will not be overwhelmed, because the pure white here is pure and nothing, and the reflection is like white paper, but in essence, even There is no such carrier as white paper.
What may happen is that when this black door is chopped, it willbsp; At this time, it was like two identical Prince Yun standing opposite each other.
It's just one of them, his appearance began to grow old slowly, and finally, when he turned into an old man with age spots on his face, finally, he became the old emperor.
The other one is the young version of Prince Yun, his face is full of unwillingness and puzzlement.
"It is impossible for me to be taken away."
"That's right, it is impossible for someone to take you away from the method you have cultivated. Even if it is the three-body art of the three-body Taoist monarch, you will die first before you can be successfully refined into an incarnation. Even if you die, you will die." It cannot be refined into an avatar.
You are the classic that combines the world's anti-looting methods into Dacheng.
Today, I am not taking you away.
Seizing homes is not the right path after all. "
The old emperor's face was cold, with a serious look, as if he was telling a fact.
"Yan Yun, you are me, but I am not you. I am just taking back my own things."
Prince Yun was struck by lightning.
Countless pasts suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
There is one of them, which he has been ignoring.
The old emperor's lifespan was about to expire, and his lifespan also came to an end at the same time.
He thought it was because of the Beidou Seven Killing Sutra, even though it appeared to be the case in all aspects.
Where did I think that the most fundamental reason is actually because the lifespan of two people is originally one person.
He's not an avatar, that's right.
No one can take him away, that's right.
But now, I can clearly feel that the self is disappearing, everything about him is being taken over by the old emperor, and everything, including his heart, has begun to be incorporated into the old emperor's inner world.
All because, he was originally the old emperor, two in one.
He is just another consciousness derived from another body over time, but it is just a consciousness.
A cavity of grief and indignation welled up in his heart, and the whole world was oppressed by dim despair. At this moment, he felt the shock in his heart.
He felt that with the infusion of power, he became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, he lost himself, and he made a decision in an instant.
He is Yan Yun. From a handyman, he climbed all the way to the position of the first Suzerain of Dayan. He has suffered so much and suffered so much, but he has never given up.
Qin Yang didn't give up, how could he have the right to give up.
A passion surged out, and a pure idea burst out with unprecedented power.
Suddenly, Prince Yun opened his eyes. He stretched out a hand and slammed it on his chest.
Heart blood spurted out, and he hissed loudly.
"In my name, pass on the throne to Qin Yang."
Accompanied by a hoarse low drink, the blood of painstaking efforts automatically condensed into big characters, turned into a rain of blood, rushed up, and rushed towards the colorful clouds in the sky.
The speed of the power that was pouring into his body crazily plummeted suddenly.
Prince Yun grinned, feeling the two words "Dao Jun" that were close at hand and within reach, and began to drift away, far away.
A trace of joy suddenly emerged in his heart.
"Go to your mother's throne, you want another emperor, it's a good idea!"
Prince Yun laughed out loud twice, his body completely lost control, and his consciousness was suppressed back again.
In his inner world, Qin Yang looked at the changes in his inner world, but he still didn't understand what happened.
Prince Yun's figure was condensed on the side. Compared with the whole world, he seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.
The dog Qin Yang went online and watched Prince Yun's inner world begin to be swallowed up by another bigger world, swallowing it up without hindrance, he said slowly.
"I heard that there are two schools of thought in ancient times, one is the school of memory and the other is the school of consciousness. Have you heard of it?"
"heard about it."
"Which one do you support?"
"I have no idea."
"You don't understand what I mean." Qin Yang shook his head, took out the black sword, and grinned.
"Why are you so clear? If you're full, wait until you kill the old emperor. It's up to you which one you want to support in the future. Today I will support this, and tomorrow I will support that. If you are in a bad mood the day after tomorrow, both of you will eat farts." I'm no bird at all, hahaha"
Prince Yun looked at Qin Yang in astonishment, and his mood gradually calmed down. He followed Qin Yang and laughed loudly.
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