Alien Dust

Chapter 320: Grinded into Meat Paste
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It was not easy for Wu Ting's people to retrieve the stolen items, because the two stolen treasures had never been taken out of Wu Ting at all.

South of Wu Ting, in the wooden attic where Wu Hen lived, he was carefully examining the hundred thousand year old Danyu.

This thing is truly a treasure.

"Tattoo~"

There were light footsteps on the wooden stairs. Ruan Muchan, wearing casual clothes, slowly walked towards Wu Hen.

"You also took the Demonic Sword?" Ruan Muhan asked as soon as he came up.

"Hehe, it's just a convenient thing. I don't know what that thing is. I just happened to dislike it, so I took it away." Wu Hen said as he handed the Danyu to Ruan Muhan.

Ruan Muchan took the 100,000-year-old Danyu, and his eyes changed slightly.

In fact, Ruan Muhan had thought about whether all this was Wu Hen's lie, and his real purpose was to get the Danyu and the Demon Immortal Sword through her. When she walked towards the wooden attic, she was even prepared for this man to disappear without a trace...

But he still sits here.

This made Ruan Muhan breathe a sigh of relief.

What if Wu Hen’s true identity is actually a demon? The sin she has committed would be enormous!
"Are you really giving it to me?" Ruan Muhan asked.

"Yes, if not you, who else should I give it to? I promised to train you to be... a Valkyrie. Anyway, just tell me what you need. I can even pick the stars from the sky for you." Wu Hen said.

"That's right. You also gave me the Yuling Mine back then. I was of no use to you at that time." Ruan Muhan said.

"Hanhan, what you said is too polite. Don't you know what I care about?" Wu Hen said.

"Although I don't know what the Demon Immortal Sword is, its loss is definitely no less serious than the resurrection of the Demon God. I hope you keep it properly and be careful about the havoc it may cause to the entire Cang Ling continent." Ruan Muhan just gave a faint reminder.

"Aren't you worried that I will use this magic sword to kill people?" Wu Hen asked.

"I have considered it, and I have considered various possibilities, but I remembered one thing..." Ruan Muhan walked to Wu Hen's side and slowly sat down, "That's about you going to the Dream Cliff. I never understood it at the beginning. You knew where the Dream Cliff was, and you could capture an ancient dream monster and offer it to Madam Zeng in exchange for the protection of Yacheng, but you would rather kill Jiang Jiutao than tell me."

"That was when I just woke up in Lu Yun's body. The Lu Yun you knew had been lost at the edge of the wasteland." Wu Hen no longer concealed the truth and said frankly, "That was also our first meeting."

Ruan Muhan nodded. After realizing that Wu Hen was the one who woke her up, she began to speculate and realized that since Lu Yun stepped out of the Sleeping Cliff, the original weak and kind-hearted Master Lu Yun had been lost.

"I didn't come to see you a few days ago because I met that ancient dream demon." Ruan Muhan said.

"Huh?" Wu Hen was a little surprised.

"What a coincidence, right? Even I didn't expect that after three years, I would meet the ancient dream demon that I captured here in Wudu. It was imprisoned in the backyard of an old woman from a wealthy family, creating dreams for the old woman every day. But dreams are just dreams after all. As the novelty wears off, the repeated dreams and repeated pleasures will bring about the backlash of spiritual deficiency. The old woman from a wealthy family didn't understand this, and she kept whipping the ancient dream demon with a whip, thinking that it was being lazy and didn't carefully create the dream she wanted for it." Ruan Muhan said.

Wu Hen sat there, listening quietly.

It turned out that such a thing happened when Ruan Muhan was searching those powerful families.

She found a captive Dark Ancient Dream Monster in the backyard of those noble ladies. This Dark Ancient Dream Monster was the one she had captured three years ago to please Madam Zeng. Madam Zeng gave this Dark Ancient Dream Monster to a noble lady in Wuting to please the old lady...

"It was tortured and covered with wounds. Any heartless person would be moved by the sight. When I approached the cage that held it, this ancient dream demon recognized me at a glance." Ruan Muhan said.

"But there was no hatred in its eyes towards me. It talked to me and asked about my experiences over the years..."

Wu Hen didn't know what to say, so he just picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Wu Hen knew that the ancient dream demon that Ruan Muhan captured was not the one who created the dream for him, but when they left the Sleeping Cliff, these friendly elves did take the initiative to lead the way and see them off.

"During the conversation with it, I understood why you didn't reveal any information about the ancient dream demon to Jiang Jiutao." Ruan Muhan said.

"They told me that there is no distinction between good and evil in their concepts, and creating dreams for the lost is just their way of survival..." Wu Hen said.

"Yes, although they are demons, they are the freest holy spirits in the world. Instead, we have become slaves in pursuit of power, fame and fortune." Ruan Muhan said.

"So, just because I don't want to sell out the information about the Ancient Dream Demon, you think I'm a good person?" Wu Hen said.

Ruan Muhan shook his head and said, "I just understand one thing. Humans, demons, or other more incredible lives all have their own unique souls. In comparison, your soul and the ancient dream demon's soul are nobler than mine. Why should I worry about your actions?"

"I'm not noble. The life and death of people in this world have nothing to do with me." Wu Hen also retorted.

"But you are kind and noble to the people and lives you recognize," said Ruan Muhan.

Wu Hen was still pondering the meaning of this sentence when Ruan Muhan suddenly came over.

Wu Hen subconsciously thought that the other party wanted to examine his eyes to see if there was something dirty hidden in his eyes, but he found that this soft and fragrant body had already come close to him, with arms open, gently hugging him. Although he looked so cold, his body was warm.

Wu Hen's thoughts were instantly disrupted.

At this moment, he also firmly believed that his feelings for Ruan Muhan were sincere, and he almost wanted to express the confusion buried in her heart.

"Hanhan, actually..."

"I don't want to know anymore, and you don't have to tell me. You can trust me unconditionally, but I may not trust myself." Ruan Muhan said.

"Okay, let's not say anything more. Just you and I know it." Wu Hen nodded.

The long-awaited hug finally came. Wu Hen admitted that he was no different from the vast majority of people who died tragically in the Zhenwu Continent. In the end, he was defeated by the built-up emotions. Between rationality and emotion, he finally chose to confidently believe that his feelings for that person were unique.

But people are like this, they have such a fatal weakness.

This is also a unique law for human beings, which is difficult to overcome.

It’s like a dream, it’s beautiful when you take it seriously, but behind the beauty lies such cruelty!
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Ruan Muhan began to absorb the hundred thousand year old Danyu.

She had no confusion about martial arts, but there were great doubts in her life.

It was not until she met the ancient dream demon again that the only emotional confusion in her heart was eliminated.

Next, she only needs to calmly and calmly step towards the Martial God's Ladder, without being afraid of the misty and cold sky, nor does she need to be attached to the complicated world behind her. She is not done with the world, but has a deeper understanding of it.

The energy of the Danyu is pure, forming a layer of faint starlight around Ruan Muchan's slender body. Her snow-white skin is crystal clear and beautiful, and her cold and delicate face is like a perfect jade disk. When viewed from a distance, one can feel a hint of chill, as if keeping people thousands of miles away. But when one gets close enough, her warmth makes people feel particularly comfortable and intoxicated in the cold wind and rain.

Wu Hen was guarding her by her side. He should have used his senses to be alert to any disturbances around him, but all his senses that sensed the world were attracted to this icy beauty. He was fascinated and filled with emotion.

Although compared to the Zhenwu Continent, humans cannot be said to be in a higher dimension.

But as long as the barrier of Nuwa Shenduan and the spiritual rain of Zhenwu Continent do not intersect, they will be lives of two dimensions.

How many dimensions does the world have? This is a question that countless scholars are puzzled about today.

But people don’t need to care how ethereal, profound, or incomprehensible the dimension is, because there is one thing that always runs through life in different dimensions.

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The spiritual rain is drifting and the cold wind is howling.

A woman, wearing simple clothes, walked out from the three-colored mountains and seas, and set foot on the extremely muddy land of Wudu...

The rain splashed on her cheeks and the mud under her feet splashed on her waist.

Finally, she arrived at the closed gate of Wudu, her face full of anticipation and joy, especially when she saw the huge statue of the God of War standing on the city wall.

"Open the door!" The woman, dressed differently, knocked on the city gate.

"Who is coming?" a gatekeeper asked at the city gate.

"Qin Hefang, I am your woman who serves as the God of War." The woman said loudly as if she was announcing something.

The goalkeeper looked confused, but since the other party said so, they reported the matter to their superiors immediately.

However, before the gatekeeper could tell them, the gigantic statue of the God of War seemed to come alive, and its pair of cold and icy eyes looked down at the tiny mortals standing under the city gate!

The God of War is inspecting!

The God of War has already inspected this stranger!
"You saw me, right?" Qin Hefang raised his cheeks and looked at the magnificent statue of the God of War, his eyes full of excitement and excitement, "This is my true appearance. I came to see you in the form of a soul and with the life of the desert dust!"

The statue of the God of War was as cold as a mountain, and he stared at this human with indifference.

"I said before, I'm not a demon, we are also human, just walking in the world in different ways. Now you don't have to worry about me anymore, and you will be worthy of the creatures of this continent. We can be together without any constraints..." The woman didn't care that there were countless people guarding the city gate, she just opened her heart.

However, however, before she could finish her avant-garde confession of daring to cast aside all worldly matters, a huge foot suddenly fell from above the city gate! !

"Gah!!!"

Like a noisy cricket, it was crushed into meat paste by someone passing by!
With a life in the wilderness, Qin Hefang also carries a soul. She has traveled in this Zhenwu world as a passer-by many times. She is also well aware of the dangers of this Zhenwu world. She hesitated for a long time and finally gave up everything to integrate into this world. However, she never expected that when she met him with her real life, what she saw was just a statue of the other party, and she was crushed into meat residue by the statue representing the God of War Jiang Qi!

The stone foot of the statue of the God of War was rolling back and forth, and the disgust was as if it had seen maggots born from the corpse of a loved one!
(End of this chapter)