The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1315: The finale

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Looking at each other, Gu Santong and others are also strange: "You are not with the sky..."

"What the hell?"

"Yeah, what the hell?" Scratching his head, the ancient tee was also in a trance, turning his head to look at Que'er and Jiantong and said: "What are we here for?"

Looking around, everyone looks confused, as if they have forgotten what happened. It seems that there is a person's name in their hearts, but they can't remember it anymore.

But since they couldn't remember anymore, everyone ignored him and went back happily. As for the blank in the middle, no one paid any more attention.

Gu Santong and other sacred beasts still have a very good relationship with the Luo family. Dan Qingsheng and the others are still serving as the Luo family's worship, and sometimes they make jokes. Why are they so strong that they would stay in the Luo family willingly? #_#67356

But I got used to it, everyone laughed and didn't worry about it. It's just that there is always a vacancy in their hearts, it seems that the figure of a person has completely disappeared in their minds.

Not only them, but in the entire continent, there is no record of such a person.

Zhuo Fan completely disappeared in this world, disappeared in people's memories...

"Tiandi, the original chess game, let's have another game!"

In a white world, Zhuo Fan sits on a stone bench with a chessboard in front of him, smiling and looking at the emperor who is walking on guard.

Looking around, the Emperor is very cautious: "Where is this place?"

"Your world!" With a grin, Zhuo Fan introduced: "Don't you always want to create and rebirth? This is the original appearance of the world, there is nothing, you can use your creativity and graffiti as much as you like. How?"

The eyes sighed slightly, the Emperor of Heaven stared at Zhuo Fan closely, gritted his teeth and said: "I don't want to be here, I want to return to the Emperor Wu Continent, that is my world!"

"You can't go back. I have erased all the traces of you and me. You are a person who does not exist at all. Whether it is an ancient book or people's memory, there are only the ancient nine emperors. , There is no seat of your emperor. Of course, there is no such thing as my butler Zhuo!"

The pupils of the eyes couldn't stop shrinking, and the emperor was shocked: "You can quietly erase the traces of a person from a world? What realm have you...have reached?"

"That's not important, let's play a game of chess!" With a grin, Zhuo Fan pointed to the chess board.

Looking at him suspiciously, the Emperor of Heaven no longer had his previous aura, so he had to sit on the opposite side and began to play against Zhuo Fan.

At this time, Zhuo Fan is very calm, every one of them is quite modest, and there is no magic trick. But the Emperor of Heaven was unable to win no matter how he arranged it. Of course, Zhuo Fan can't win, it will always be a tie.

But because of this, it is the most terrifying.

The highest chess skill in the world is not to win if you want to win or lose if you want to lose, but to always keep a tie with your opponent. Maintaining this balance is the most rare!

The brows trembled lightly, and the Emperor of Heaven rubbed the chess piece in his hand, but finally let go, and dropped to the ground, shook his head helplessly: "You won!" #6.7356

"You are welcome, it's just a tie!"

"A tie means you win!"

Take a long breath, the Emperor of Heaven looks at Zhuo Fan with suspicious eyes: "I have some questions I want to ask you, I don't know if I can talk about it?"

"But it's okay to say!"

"What is your way?" With hope in his eyes, the Emperor stared at him closely and said: "I have felt it since you appeared in front of me. Same. The same emotion, but different emotion, what exactly is it?"

With a slight smile, Zhuo Fan doesn't comment: "He is greater than me, he is great love and love, I am just a little love and little love."

"Little love and love, can you become enlightened and defeat me?"

"By the way, is love in the world divided into big and small?" The corner of his mouth curled up, and Zhuo Fan glanced at him lightly. The body shook, and the face of the Emperor changed slightly.

He smiled and waved his hand, Zhuo Fan slowly got up: "The Emperor of Heaven, including the other nine emperors, is too obsessed. Everything in the world runs according to his own rules. How can there be big love and small love, love and love? Love is love. It is generated by the human heart and is not that complicated. I recommend a technique for you, written by mortals, which may not be worth mentioning in your eyes, but it is what you monarchs lack!"

Speaking, Zhuo Fan waved his hand gently, and a message entered his mind immediately.

"The true formula?"

The brows were slightly frowned, and the Emperor of Heaven murmured: "Return to the truth, blend in the heavens and the earth, unite heaven and man, and make the great road. Zhuo Fan, don't you..."

Raising his head suddenly, the emperor screamed again and again, but there was no longer Zhuo Fan in front of him. He was alone, with a dumb face, looking at the white sky, and muttering to himself in a daze: "Heaven, earth and man are in one, take charge Universe, supreme, heaven and earth..."

There was hope flashing in his eyes, and the emperor kept looking up at the sky, until the deepest point, there was still no bottom. But above the nine heavens, outside of a white mist, Zhuo Fan was dragging a small ball shrouded in white air with a smile in his eyes. He threw it forward and threw it into an endless night sky.

Whhhhhhh...

The same small **** around his body are blinking constantly, shuttled in the pitch black. It's just that some of the **** are pure white, some become a little gray, and some are already pure black.

Zuo Fan glanced at all this coldly, lifted a finger gently, and flicked forward.

Puff puff...

A series of muffled noises sounded, and dozens of small **** filled with black air disappeared without a trace.

"Sorry, it's not that I want to destroy the world. It's just that your world has come to an end and turned into the Shura hell. I will eliminate it for the sky."

The corner of his mouth curled up, and Zhuo Fan looked at the other countless little balls, especially the one that was a little gloomy, and sighed: "Hey, the Diwu Continent, although there is no time to destroy the world, it is gradually going to extinction. ……"

Shaking his head, Zhuo Fan stepped in the air, patrolling all the way in the pitch-black space, touching the lively white **** from time to time, bounced off the black **** surrounded by black air, and just walked on...

Thousands of years later, the Diwu Continent has undergone several changes, and many heroes have emerged, forming a trend of separatism. Although the monopoly of the holy mountain has not been formed, it has also become a situation where the major forces are fighting against each other.

The biggest force among them is the Luo family. Because of the close relationship with the sacred beast, there is also a mysterious sword emperor in the family, who can be described as a giant that no one dares to provoke in the world.

And fortunately, the Luo family has always been benevolent and righteous. Although strong, they do not use the strong to bully the weak. Instead, they preside over justice, which is quite popular.

But even so, in this world of the strong, the weak will inevitably suffer miserable experiences!

"Stop, don't run, hand over the spirit stone!"

"This is what we used to buy food, and the ghost will hand it over!"

In the gloomy mountains and forests, two young girls, one big and one small, were running wildly. One seemed to be about eight or nine years old, and the other was about ten years old, but they were running barefoot with black and gray faces.

Slap!

Suddenly, the two girls staggered and stumbled to the ground. The five or sixteen-year-old boys caught up with them. Seeing this, they couldn't help showing a wretched smile: "Hey hey...run," Are you running?"

"Don't come, or I'm not polite to you!" Seeing them come up, the older girl stood up immediately, protecting her sister behind her, her face full of stubbornness: "I'm eightfold. Come up, be careful of your dogs!"

However, when they heard this sentence, those people laughed louder: "Hahaha...I'm so scared. What do we mean by cultivation?"

"Boss, we are all in the Bone Forging Realm. Even the worst, we are also forging three times!"

The two girls shook their faces, and their expressions instantly became serious. Those boys laughed even more presumptuously, waving their hands and saying: "Come on, take them back to me and sell them to the kiln. You can also earn dozens of spiritual stones, hahaha..."

"Okay!"

"Don't!"

Everyone laughed, and they were about to step forward. The two sisters waved their hands in a hurry and huddled in fright.

Slap!

But at this moment, there was a crisp tapping sound, and those people were stagnant, but they couldn't move anymore, as if time had stopped, they still had such evil smiles, but they were still like sculptures. Do not move.

Step by step slowly, he came to the two of them. Seeing that the two sisters were still holding their heads and shivering, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but smile and said softly: "Don't be afraid, they won't hurt you anymore... "

Suddenly, the two girls put down their hands. Seeing that it was so, and seeing Zhuo Fan's kind face, they immediately showed a smile, and quickly bowed to thank them.

"What's your name?" It was already clear in his heart, but Zhuo Fan still asked.

Looking at each other, the older girl immediately signed up and said: "My name is Xiaoyu, this is my sister, Xiaoshuang!"

"Yuyu, Shuanger..."

Mumbling softly, Zhuo Fan stretched out his hands and smiled: "Follow me, how about worshiping me as a teacher?"

Apprentice?

Can't help but startled, after the two looked at each other, Xiao Yu asked quietly, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, of course, and you will never be bullied again!"

"That's great, disciple, see Master!" The two girls' request was very simple. Hearing Zhuo Fan's reply, they immediately knelt down and bowed.

With a slight smile, Zhuo Fan took the hands of the two women, turned around, and disappeared.

Then the boys were able to move again, but when they rushed up, they were suddenly empty, and their heads were filled with confusion.

Hey, what about people, why are they missing? What a ghost...

On the other hand, in front of a run-down slum, Chu Qingcheng stood still here quietly. The corners of his mouth are raised, always with a sweet smile.

Two young women not far away saw this, and from time to time they learned and discussed: "Why do Shizu and her old people like to live in seclusion here, and also pack up a whole broken house. I don’t know what habit? In some famous mountains Isn’t it better for Dachuan Qingxiu?"

"Who knows, wait for someone!"

"Who are you waiting for?"

"I think it's waiting for me!" Suddenly, a faint male voice rang around the two women, and the two of them were unconsciously shocked. They were so scared that they backed away, but they saw Zhuo Fan's innocent face but didn't know when. Stood beside them.

"Who...Who are you and when did you get here?"

"Don't be unreasonable, withdraw!"

However, as soon as the two of them spoke out, Chu Qingcheng already shouted and scolded. The two were shocked, turned their heads to look, but they were seeing their usual frost-like master, but at this moment they showed a strange face, with a trace of complaint in their excitement, and the tears in their eyes were reflected in the sun. Next, it appears more clear.

Knowing that there is a story inside, the two of them left without disturbing them.

Zhuo Fan gave a wry smile, took two steps forward, and sighed: "I can't think of it for a thousand years. I erased everyone's memory, but you still remember me!"

"I knew that a thousand years ago, everyone forgot about you, you made the ghost!"

"Yes, after all, I can't be by their side anymore, forgetting is best for everyone!"

"But I did not forget!"

"Maybe it's because of your tears, which are still in my heart!" Smiling and nodding, Zhuo Fan sighed: "Maybe it is God's will. Everyone thinks that the reincarnation of the Tiandi brother is to find the imperial realm. Stop the Emperor. But in fact, no one knows that what he is really looking for is the love root he cut off at the beginning, and you are my love root!"

"That means, will you take me away?"

"Of course!"

One step forward, Chu Qingcheng held Zhuo Fan tightly, crying with excitement: "Where will you take me?"

"Oh, a lifetime of hard work, I will take you to work in the main house!"

"Master?" Unconsciously, Chu Qingcheng wondered: "What are you doing again?"

With a grin, Zhuo Fan revealed a mysterious smile: "I'm still a professional, butler, butler of heaven and earth..."

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