Sarestel breathed a sigh of relief, although he had the memory of the ontology, he was an "outsider" in the end, how could he be at ease in the face of the ontology's relatives. Even if the main body in his memory is a little mismatched with this young and excessive uncle, he is still awkward. Turning around, he realized that not far from him there were steaming bread, soup in a fine ceramic plate, and silver cutlery that was gorgeous to the extreme, all of which reflected the attentiveness of the owner. In the distance, carved bedposts, fluffy beds covered with thick, warm blankets, and a plate of black tea on the bedside table next to it......

Salestel stood the broken sword on the bedside table, lay on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes regardless of the thick blanket under him, he was very tired now, he had been hunted down by the royal knights of Demacia for the past three days, and he really needed a good rest......

Liu Yu slowly walked down the stairs, and with a flick of his fingers, the fireplace was lit, and the warm firelight was reflected on the mirror, illuminating the hall of the castle, and the flames were reflected in his eyes, which aroused "interest": "It's really interesting, the traverser who will cause the Varojan Cataclysm in the future will actually wear Sarestel, and looking at his appearance, he should not have 'amnesia'...... Let me see how he turned the hell upside down......"

The Varoran God King is definitely a great power above the peak realm of eternity, and Liu Yu, who has fused his godhead, also has the ability to jump out of the river of fate, under his spell, he saw: According to the original process of this world, Sarestel will be hunted down to death because of the order of Akali to liquidate the two elder brothers' dead friends, and then the traverser Long Aotian will be possessed by him, inheriting the cultivation memory and cultivation of Sarestel, and then in the process of escaping, he has many adventures, not only fusing the god of war godhead, one of the twelve main gods of the god realm, It is also an integration of the orc clan who believe in the god of war, and finally dominates the continent and becomes a new generation of god of war. After Salestel became a god, he acted recklessly, disturbed the will of heaven and earth, launched a divine war without authorization, and finally destroyed the world in one fell swoop.

The black tea steamed by fire magic slowly flowed into the teacup, and he squinted his eyes and slowly stirred the black tea with sugar cubes, "You can't just wipe it out?" It seems that only when the rules of the world allow it, and this hidden danger is safely eliminated, can I complete the 'mission' and obtain the ownership of the ninth lotus petal...... I really don't understand, the ninth lotus petal has already 'self-governed', why do you still have to contribute to Varoran's future? Could it be that this is also a 'rent', or is it a rent paid by me, the 'master'? ”

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The sun rises in the morning, and the sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the silverware and tableware, sparkling and beautiful. Long Aotian opened his eyes with great difficulty, and subconsciously wanted to touch the broken sword standing by the bedside table, but as soon as he stretched out his right hand, he was stuffed back into the thick blanket.

"You're awake, my dear nephew." The golden sunlight shone on Liu Yu's body, the white satin added a touch of warmth to his master, and his long hair was tied up high like an elf, clean, neat, and full of life.

“…… Uncle? Although he perfectly inherited the memory of Salestelle, Long Aotian never imagined that this uncle, who was not treated well by Salestel and was even secretly plotted by him, had such a demeanor. Long Aotian, who was a little overwhelmed, was about to get out of bed to salute his elders, but he didn't expect that he just stood up and fell down uncontrollably, and the expected pain did not hit, he opened his eyes and just met the eyes like gold.

"Be careful, my dear nephew." The magnetic voice crossed his ears, making Long Aotian, who is used to "respecting the old and loving the young", blush, and struggled to get up, but he didn't expect this to make him fall completely, and before he could react, he was hugged back to the bed by Liu Yu, "Don't be so polite, we are a family." ”

“…… Thank you uncle for saving your life. Long Aotian leaned on the head of the bed, his expression calm, but the red blood-dripping earlobes revealed his embarrassment at the moment.

Raising his eyebrows, Liu Yu suddenly had the idea of teasing this traverser, he rolled his eyes, pointed to the clothes with a few Chinese characters written on the side and said, "How do you know Chinese characters?" ”

Long Aotian looked stunned, glanced at the "let it rain a little to eliminate my smell" written on the hem of his clothes with a carbon strip during a break because he was being tracked by a hound on the way to escape, and asked slightly nervously; "You know it's a kanji?"

Liu Yu nodded with a smile, and pointed to a certain place in the charcoal sentence with a smile, "Because I recognize this word." ”

"The word?!" Long Aotian stared at Liu Yu uncertainly, with expectation and fear in his heart......

Liu Yu's smile deepened, and his golden eyes were deep and far-reaching, "An Oriental who claimed to be surnamed Lang and nicknamed Covered Rain Sword once taught me such words. But the words he taught me are a little different from yours, but if you look closely, you can still make out them! ”

"Surname Lang? Nicknamed 'Rain Sword'?! Long Aotian's heart is turning up a monstrous wave at this moment, is it really as he thinks in his heart? The uncle in front of him, who was not much older than him, had really seen the character who had shattered the void?!

"By the way, he also once told me that his family lives in Dongting Lake, and there is an organization called the Nujiao Gang, and the people who taught you Chinese characters are also there?"

Long Aotian is sure that he is right now, this cheap uncle may have really seen the top of the black list, the superhero who shattered the void with Pang Ban. It seems that the saying of "one book, one world" on the Internet is very correct......

Just when Long Aotian was thinking far away, Liu Yu took out a porcelain jar and beckoned him to come over and taste this broth that had been stewed for a long time. All this seems to be in a dream, beautiful people can't bear to break, even in another world, he seems to have found his unique bond, the feeling of home - thinking of this Long Aotian, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and the happiness in his eyes seems to overflow, as if the whole person is soaking in a hot spring, comfortable and casual and faint warmth.

Liu Yu looked at the traverser on the opposite side with some playfulness, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "This kid looks unexpectedly innocent, why did he act recklessly 'later'?" Forget it, let's 'guide' him according to the established plan......"

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"Long Aotian, do you know who killed your parents? Do you know who caused you to turn away from your relatives? ”

"Who is it! Who are you? Long Aotian slashed away, and countless sword qi and heroic light submerged into the white mist in thousands of directions, not stirring up a little wave, but the voice was still swirling.

"Long Aotian, you rebel, scum among teachers, I have been innocent all my life, how can there be such a wicked obstacle as you!" The old voice hovered over the mist for a long time and did not dissipate.

“…… Father. Long Aotian muttered, but quickly came back to his senses, his eyes were sharp, and he stared into the mist, "The rat-eyed man who hides his head and tail will only play tricks." ”

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be such a person, you actually drugged students in the name of making up classes, and harmed more than a dozen girls!" A slightly choked female voice crossed her ears, like a bone-binding body that constantly stimulated Long Aotian's slender nerves.

"Humph! The illusion also wants to shake my mind, where are you sacred? The indifferent words broke into the fog, and his flickering eyes showed the mood at the moment.

“…… Every day, my mother has worked in the education system all her life, but in the end, she has not even educated her own children well, what face do I have to live in the world......" The trembling female voice sounded, and the tone of grief and weakness rose and fell, like a magic sound urging life, scratching the heart, and flowing powerlessly.

"Mom......" Long Aotian's eyes widened, his pupils dilated, and the whole person stared at the rapidly approaching white mist in a trance, and the voice that kept echoing in his ears changed continuously, a male voice for a while, a female voice for a while, and mixed with the rebuke of everyone......

"Long Aotian, you still haven't understood?" The sound shook like a bronze bell in Long Aotian's heart, he raised his head in confusion, his fingers grasping randomly, but it was the white mist that passed through his fingertips. "Your current situation, the ruins of your family, are you just succumbing to fate and reality?"

"Destiny...... Reality ......" dilated pupils gradually converged on the fingers, and the dull retelling chewed on the two words, as if thinking of something.

"The source of fate, everything that caused you to be miserable now, is the creator God, who created everything, and it is he who weaves your poor and pathetic farce."

"The Creator...... Creator God ......"

"That's right, it's him, it's his intention, that makes you what you are now, and now he hides by your side, mockingly watching your powerless struggle."

"Who is he?" The categorical words rang out in the mist, dispersing a few wisps of mist leaning around him.

"Brett, remember the name, he is the source of all your misfortunes, the beginning of all your misery."

"Brett, is that him?!" For example, obsidian's eyes instantly became red, the whites of his eyes were stained with bloodshots, his voice was angry and even trembling, and the murmur of accusations in his ears gradually became the same voice, and it kept whirling, he caused all this, he ruined the beautiful life, and the source of all this came from him!

"As long as he disappears, as long as he disappears, everything will return to normal, my father will go out to walk birds and play chess as before, my sister will hold those boring ones as before, and my mother will still serve as her teaching director......" Long Aotian muttered to himself, and the trace of clarity in his trance was suppressed again, and he fell into the deepest part of the sea of knowledge.

"Come and sleep, boy...... When you wake up, you won't have these worries. ”

The eyelids were covered by a pair of hands, and slowly, pulled down, and the words that had been muttering in his mouth gradually subsided, and the man collapsed in place, covered by layer after layer of mist, until his figure was no longer visible, except for the occasional satisfied chuckle or two from the white mist.

As the night faded, the birds on the branches, stained with the dew on the branches and leaves, combed their feathers with their beaks, and the sun was rising, and everything was quiet and well.

"Brett, take your life!" The frenzied sword qi flew everywhere, sweeping on the oil paintings hanging on the walls, on the gorgeous crystal chandeliers, and the exquisite ornaments fell to the ground, turning into a pile of scrap iron residues, and the fierce sword qi left deep visible wounds on every inch of land.

Liu Yu turned sideways, and a sword aura slapped heavily on the ground, and the ravines staggered covered the dark grain floor, and the tyrannical killing intent filled the hall full of messes. Boom! The sword moves that followed pierced the mirror, and the fragments fell from the frame like beautiful snowflakes and slid to the ground.

"Salrestle, are you trying to kill your uncle?" Liu Yu's eyes froze, and his right foot lifted heavily to press down the sword move that slashed towards his heart, and fell to the roof, his expression was full of leisure.

Liu Yu's ease made Long Aotian even more angry: "Uncle killing? You're right, that's what Sarestel wants! Brett, today I, Long Aotian, swear that if I don't kill you, I won't be a man! The blade slashed hard at the palm of his hand, and blood poured all over the sword body like a spring.

In the face of such a threat, Liu Yu smiled with satisfaction, because his "Eye of Insight" saw not only blood, but also "Chaos" luck spurting out. You must know that one life, two fortunes and three feng shui, the importance of life to life is even higher than luck. With the many golden fingers that Liu Yu has mastered, he can only move some hands and feet on "luck", and he can't reach his life at all.

Originally, Long Aotian's destiny was the extraterrestrial destiny of "returning to chaos" that was not controlled by the Heavenly Dao of this world, but after Liu Yu's "guidance", he himself changed it to a very ordinary "sworn revenge". As a result, the chaotic qi that had originally condensed on him that could keep him from being suppressed by the Heavenly Dao of this world dissipated instantly, and he also fell into the hands of the Varoran Heavenly Dao.

For this extraterrestrial visitor who wanted to destroy himself, the Varoran Heavenly Dao would naturally not be relentless, and when the chaotic qi luck dissipated, it immediately responded. The black thunderclouds came from the sky, and purple lightning formed in the clouds, sandwiching an unstoppable force and slashing downward, falling directly on Long Aotian's head.

Rumble! The ground sank, and the castle instantly turned into ruins, almost completely smoothed and shattered. "Poof!" A large mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat with the thunder element in his body, scattered on the dirt under the rocks, Long Aotian's hands slowly unfolded, and a spiritual power light shield wrapped him tightly, turning the faint light on it from time to time.

The thunderclouds grew thicker and thicker, the world was darkened, and the light of the polar sun pierced the sky, turning into a spear-like phantom, carrying the cosmic galaxy backwards and crashing into the few remaining light shields. Suddenly, the spiritual power shield roared, and in the dazzling halo, it turned into a point of light in the sky along with the master it was guarding.