Chapter 848: Jianmu

Chaos is exhausted, Xie Xingshen is already dying.
There is no one living around him.
Ning Zining, who was far away from the distance, took a slap in the middle of the night and looked at him with surprise: "Why... why?"
He looked at it again, and he also saw that Xie Xing Shen Fang’s trick was to change his life.
That move made it out, and he wanted to live again, almost impossible.
Xie Xing Shen Xiao, look to Lu Mingshu: "I am a person, especially selfish. If you are dead, I am still alive, it must not stand. So, I will definitely die in front of you."
Lu Mingshu sighed softly, but his expression was indifferent.
Yan Zining looked at Xie Xingshen and looked at Lu Mingshu. He was a little angry: "He is like this, you are not moving?"
Lu Mingshu still did not speak.
Yanzi Ningqi said: "I have secretly loved you before, I thought you looked cold and cold, actually good-hearted, you are such a person!"
"Cough!" Xie Xing sank out, "Oh brother, have you been my rival?"
"It’s eight hundred years old!" Yan Zining waved. "You shut up! Don't talk if you hurt so much. I must help you back this fairness!"
Then continue to question Lu Mingshu: "You have nothing else to say? So why not let him die?"
"Hey brother..." Xie Xing Shen reached out again.
"I told you to shut up!" Yan Zining was even more angry.
Lu Mingshu finally said: "Xiao Zining, for so many years, why didn't you learn?"
Zhai Zining was told by her: "What do you mean?"
Lu Mingshu looked at Xie Xing Shen, who was covered in blood and how miserable it was: "When did he eat the loss?"
"..." Yan Zining was surprised. "You mean, he won't die?"
Xie Xing Shen has already covered his face.
"This is not the case." Lu Mingshu nodded his hand with no expression. "Don't pretend, when I don't know you!"
Xie Xing said with a deep face: "I am really dead, can't you be gentle to me?"
"Okay!" She touched his face gently. "You stay a little longer, don't die too early, or you miss the wonderful, it's a pity."
Zhai Zining is already stupid, completely confused: "Since he is going to die is true, why don't you care?"
Lu Mingshu sighed softly: "Because, now, life and death are no longer important."
After all, her body was green, and the sacred atmosphere of these dead nuns flew to her and merged together.
The green light is getting stronger and stronger.
"And yours."
Zhai Zining and Yu Zhongzhong were very obedient to let her take away the power of the skywheel from herself.
The last touch of green light comes from Xie Xingshen.
All the heavens and the wheels are one, and the four people who are still alive seem to hear a soft humming in the ear, and the whole world is blurred.
There was a vocal voice coming from outside.
Yan Zining and Yu Zhongzhong were amazed.
Lu Mingshu did not need to know and knew where they returned.
The real wood exists in the ancient world of unity.
They just got pulled into the independent space by Shenmu.
Now, the power of the skywheel is concentrated on Lu Mingshu, and they are truly in harmony. They are back.
However, things are not over yet.
The bodies around him are still standing. Presumably, those low-level skywheel owners who were slaughtered were also there.
"Not yet? The Lord of the Skywheel!" Lu Mingshu said, "Your game has been broken. The power of the skywheel is in my body. If you still can't come out, then I can only use your way to take you. Get it out!"
Yanzi Ning was surprised: "Can you get it out? How do you get it?"
Lu Mingshu did not answer, only silently waiting.
After a long time, I still got a response. She sneered: "Good! Since you don't come out, don't blame me for forcing you out."
The green light on the body is strong, and the heart of the Shenmu tree is screaming. Lu Mingshu drinks low: "Xiao Sang!"
"Xiao Sang?" Scorpion thought, "Is the name of your guide?"
Lu Mingshu continued as if he had not heard it. "I want to continue to talk about it? If wood? Mulberry? Ganmu?"
Pause counts, a faint sigh rang, as if the leaves were shaking.
A woman's illusion of a palace skirt, appeared in front of them.
She has never been in front of Lu Mingshu, this is the first time, and perhaps the last time.
"There are others?" Lu Mingshu was unmoved. "I still refuse to appear until now. Is it necessary to force me to die with the heart of the tree?"
Xiao Sang’s voice came:
Don’t force them, I will help you call them out.

After all, she gently touches the green, and one of them appears with her general shadow.
These shadows, male and female, old and young, are different. These shadows appear very fast, but in a few moments, there are more than a thousand, appearing in the space of this wood, surrounded them.
When I saw one of them, Yanzi Ning snorted: "You are... Xiaoyu?"
The girl with the shackles bowed to him and smiled, but did not say anything.
The whole person of Zhai Zining was stunned. Looking at these shadows, his hands were shaking: "They... are the guides?"
"Yes." Lu Mingshu said, "Or, they are Shenmu."
Yan Zining looked blank.
This is especially true for hackers, who simply can’t figure out what’s going on.
Yanzi Ning took a moment to grind and said: "What do you mean by saying that the skywheel is a branch of the gods, and the leader is the essence of the branch?"
"Yes." Lu Mingshu looked at these shadows. "There has never been a real Lord of the Skywheel, only them."
"..." Xunzi Ning could not imagine, "Do they raise us like a donkey? How is it possible? Isn't it a tree?"
"Cough!" Xie Xing Shen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "This is not an ordinary tree. It is a wood. In the era of the wild, it has a name called Jianmu."
"Building wood..."
Zhai Zining remembered the classics of other worlds he had seen.
"On the top of the Lingqiu, there are wide wilderness, there are trees in the sky to build wood, and the gods are up and down..." he muttered.
"Yes, although the ancient world has been divided and passed down, some legends have been passed down. Jianmu is the mother of the gods of the wild." Xie Xing Shen laughed, "Think about the names of these guides, you will understand."
Xiao Sang was originally named as empty.
A-Gump is a sweetwood.
Xiaoyu is Yushu.
... are all ancient tree names.
Xunzi understands and does not understand.
"But what is the relationship between this and the end of the flood? Why do they have to be divided into branches, turned into a skywheel, and sent to us?"
The answer was Lu Mingshu: "I originally thought that the battle of the wilderness may be related to them, but now I think it may be irrelevant."
Xie Xingshen looked at these silent guides: "This question needs to be answered by themselves."