Chapter 1352: :reverse

Sang Cang sighed slowly and slowly withdrew his right hand. The black crystals also flew back to his palm like an arm, floating quietly.
Then the old six-armed dragon man turned and looked at the fallen dragon people who had escaped from the dead.
The fallen dragon people are also looking up at the scales.
Although Cang Cang has an old face and a dry skin, it seems that there is only one skeleton left, but she is extraordinarily tall and still has sharp eyes. Standing there, there is a kind of mighty mountain and river standing still.
The fallen dragons, who had looked down from him, escaped from his death, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to have nowhere to rest his body.
Only Ton Ton blinked curiously, looking at Lin Cang, it seemed that he was not afraid of him at all, and even wanted to move forward, and stretched out his hand to feel the situation, fortunately, the uncle pulled him back and stuffed it Behind yourself.
Subsequently, the eyes of the third uncle stared at the dripping and rotating spar in the hands of the scale.
This era spar, the size of an ordinary person's finger, is even more compact in the hands of Lin Cang.
It itself is black, but beside it, there is a light, like all the darkness, absorbed by it.
Seeing the spar of the epoch, the third uncle revealed the color of craving that could not be concealed. Lin Cang seemed to have seen his craving. The black spar in his hand lit up and asked, "Do you know what this is?"
Uncle licked his lips and said, "Yes, that's the spar of the epoch."
"you want?"
The third uncle nodded again and again, I think so!
I want to have such a thing in my dreams!
If it is said that before today, the uncle's biggest dream is to hope that the fallen dragon can own a manor house, but today, after truly experiencing the end of the epoch, I am afraid that this dream must be ranked behind.
The end of the era is the biggest enemy of all creatures in the exile era.
Lin Cang glanced over the surviving dozens of fallen dragon men, and nodded slightly, and said, "I can give you, but I have one condition ... you fallen dragon men, you must receive my training."
When people see the fallen dragon, they will also deny themselves and save others. Lin Cang has a little confidence in this race.
After all, this is their descendant!
Just like the complex sentiment of the Sunni people to the Hammers, they were angry and degraded, and could not erase the relationship with them.
Now, Lin Cang is probably the same feeling.
There are only four dragons left in the race of the six-armed dragon, which is obviously not enough.
Moreover, if the dragon people want to have descendants in the future, they must also have offspring with the fallen dragon people.
Maybe there is still a race for the fallen dragon race?
Lin Cang can only treat dead horses as living horse doctors.
Uncle San looked at the people behind him, then looked at Lin Cang, and then looked at the manor soldiers around him, and found that he was not only weak, but also under the fence, and also begging others, it seems that he has no ability to talk about conditions , Can only grit his teeth and say, "Yes, but ..."
But there must be a deadline for this.
But before his "but" words were spoken, it looked at the era of the economy in the hands.
That means, do you still want this thing?
of course? Of course I want it!
What else can he do at this time? Of course it's time to sell yourself!
Anyway, the fallen dragons are always able to bend and stretch, and it is good to survive, and don't want so much, and finally run away ...
"I hope you don't regret it and don't let me down." Lin Cang smiled, "Otherwise ... I'll let you know, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, Youyuan Starfield, I will kill you one by one!"
"Yes ..." The uncle, who was pierced through his thoughts, was sweating again and again.
This is a powerful enemy that cannot be beaten! too terrifying!
However, for the era of spar ...
Lin Cang did not disappoint the uncle. As soon as he raised his hand, the epoch spar suspended in his hand floated to the uncle's hand.
Uncle San was overjoyed and held the era spar.
With this thing, they have fallen into the Dragon Man, and never have to fear the end of the next era!
The life of the fallen dragon man is actually very long. Maybe, the next time the end of the era, the ton ton is still alive. How can I give the ton ton to the little guy and leave a glimmer of hope ...
This child, tons of tons, has great success. He will definitely become a new manor and give us a new home for the fallen dragon ...
My sacrifice, our sacrifice, were not wasted ...
The uncle was comforted and thought sadly. As soon as he turned around, he saw two big men jumping around.
While running, beckoning: "Uncle San!"
"Uncle San, I finally saw you again, ohh ..."
"Uncle San, we miss you so much, ohh ..."
Who are these two guys?
Just now I wanted to come over with three pounds and two pounds, but the two of them were really too afraid of Lin Cang, and they did not dare to approach, for fear of being caught by Lin Cang to mate, and now Lin Cang left, they dared to come over.
When they saw Uncle San, they really saw their loved ones, and they were recently abused as adolescents.
"You ... who are you?" Uncle San was startled. Where did two six-breasted dragons come from?
"Uncle San, I'm San Jin!"
"I'm four or two! Look at my face, don't you recognize me?"
Two people put their two big faces in front of the third uncle, with grief in their faces.
After the two of them became six-armed dragons, they haven't met the third uncle. When the last time the third uncle and Ton Ton appeared, they did not catch up with the third uncle.
"Three pounds ... four or two?" Uncle San couldn't believe it. He thought that these stupid kids had stupidly died somewhere, "You guys are really doing nothing?"
"It's me. Look at my nose. This nose is so slump. Who else besides me!"
"Look at my eye, there are scars in the corners!"
They quickly moved their ugly faces closer together.
"It's great. You are still alive with three pounds and two pounds. I can also be accountable to your parents." In fact, Uncle San was also very excited and escaped from the dead.
He patted San Jin's shoulder and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Because, he suddenly saw a crystal hanging on San Jin's neck.
"You ... what is this?"
"Era Crystal." San Jin said.
"I know this is an era crystal, but how do you have an era crystal?"
"We are more afraid of death!" San Jin said.
we? Uncle San looked at the four or two next to him and found that there was also one hanging around his neck.
Damn it, I knew you had the crystals of the ages, why should I beg to the scales so humblely!
Then, Uncle San found that there was more than one hanging on his neck.
He still had one in his pocket, one on his wrist, one on his belt, and one on his butt.
"You ... why so many?"
"What if I do n’t have enough?" Then, Sanjin inserted another one into his head. "Well, comfortable, comfortable ..."
These two people have simply used the valuable era crystals to warm the baby!
"This ... so many epochs, where did they come from?"
"The owner brought it back ... there's a bunch over there."
Sanjin pointed back and saw a pile of epoch stones on the ground.
When we saw Zhuang not far away bringing back so many epochs of spar, everyone was about to vomit blood.
Did you put that machine directly to bald?
However, Zhuang not far away was righteous: "There are so many, what should I do if I don't take enough?"
No way, a tyrant who is used to it, don't think about being frugal anymore.
And seeing the piles of epoch spar, am I selling my family for this thing?
Uncle San felt only his head buzzing and couldn't help but stun it twice.
"Uncle! Uncle! What's wrong with you? Are you hurt, uncle?"
Uncle San firmly held the crystal of the era in his hand, spit out blood suddenly, rolled his eyes, and passed out.
Before the consciousness completely subsided, the third uncle heard three catties and four two:
"Uncle, uncle! What happened to uncle?"
"He must be so happy to see us both."
"It must be ..."
Uncle San was finally completely unconscious.
Just then, someone suddenly called out, "Look!"
Outside the cloud, the frozen war dog suddenly started moving again, but not forward, but backward.
They quickly "run" backwards, faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, they disappear into the darkness in the distance.
Above the palace, a soldier threw an alarm clock outside the palace, and saw that the alarm clock began to reverse instantly, turning faster and faster, and then "call", from outside the manor palace, bounced back and smashed On the soldier's head, he screamed, and the soldiers next to him laughed.
Blue Stone Ye Neixing, outside the lunch village, Hu Laosi held Liuwa in one hand, holding an epochal spar in his other hand, and held it high.
Then Lao Hu turned his head and looked in the direction beside him. A few hundred meters away, another farmer raised the spar in his hand.
The spar in their hands, like a torch, dispersed the darkness.
In the darkness, time is moving fast, the roads that were once opened up, and the plants that once grew are all inverted.
Suddenly, Mr. Hu took a few steps forward, and a nest of beasts that had been frozen by the black mist came out of the ground in panic, ran behind them, and shrank behind them, looking at it in horror The darkness that envelopes everything.
In the giant nut garden of 戼 几, several giant cashmere men, surrounded by the tallest tree in the middle, held up the spar in their hands.
The other velvet people, hugging each other, looked under the tree.
Enclosed by darkness, the giant nut orchard, which had been broken down, was rapidly restored, expanding in all directions.
"Our estate!"
"Restored! Restored!"
At the Movine Manor, he held an epoch spar and stood outside the Movine Manor.
The heart in the middle of the magic vine has been silent.
There was a sudden snoring, and then it started beating again, and then it became faster and faster.
"Eh! Heh!" Daniel jumped up happily.
Outside the Blue Stone Leaf Manor, the gold rush town that had been blown up is slowly creeping.
It seems that there is a hand that has been invisible, slowly gathering them together.
Like an explosion reversal, the gold rush town reappeared in the exile era.
A small river, dozens of low buildings.
This is the gold rush town at the beginning of the epoch. Not many people have come, but its natural advantages will soon attract everyone, and it will become a bustling place again.
And in a more distant place, a huge wheel that had been torn apart was slowly gathering, and the place that was broken and shattered was rebonded.
The Iron Hammer City, which had been directly smashed by Zhuang not far, was also Nirvana and reborn at this instant.
The mountain that floated nearby was also shrinking rapidly, then snorted, shot into the depths of the exile era, and disappeared.
In the manor house, Zhuang not far suddenly felt his palm sinking. He looked down and saw a stone, and he did not know when it appeared in his hands again.
That was the "mountain" that was used to bombard the city of Hammer.
It turned out.
In the darkness that devoured everything, everything was upside down.
This century of over a century has come to an end.
The next era is coming.
There were a lot of people who Zhuang not far knew and met, and they disappeared forever.
But there are also a lot of people who Zhuang not far regret to miss, and will appear again someday.
When everything has a chance to come back, is it a good thing or a bad thing?
Zhuang is not far away and doesn't know.
He just stood on the cloud above the palace, with his hands on his back, and looked into the distance.
In this era of exile, he has been here and conquered.
But from now on, this era is no longer the era he once conquered.
It seems that it is time to let it continue to develop quietly.
He has brought too much change here.
He used to think he would bring more benefits to those in exile.
But in reality, it's just more destruction and death.
Let ’s go, let ’s go, this is not your own place after all.
Except for the few mansions that have been conquered, the world has no memories of him.
This feels so strange.
But also let Zhuang not far from relief.
The people he killed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ the cities he destroyed have been wiped out by invisible hands.
Whether it is pain or war, it can be erased.
This is the era of exile.
A reincarnation is a new beginning.
"Go back." Zhuang not far waved.
With a bang, the manor palace flickered and disappeared.
The blank space left by the manor palace was instantly devoured by darkness.
A reincarnation is a new beginning.
"Go back." Zhuang not far waved.
With a bang, the manor palace flickered and disappeared.
The blank space left by the manor palace was instantly devoured by darkness.