Balance the World

Wang Gongnan alternated his hands and held a small knife to dig a small hole in the stone wall, his body was rising a little, but the speed of his ascent was getting slower and slower.

He is too tired. He really has the illusion that it is too cost-effective to fall off like this. As long as he can close his eyes and sleep, it is worth more than anything.

However, when he was about to close his eyes and the muscles of his arms were about to relax, suddenly countless pairs of eyes appeared in front of him. The eyes of each pair were different, deep, confused, puzzled, unwilling, hot, doubtful, ...

There are also a few pairs of eyes, with worry, with melancholy, with loneliness, with sadness, pulsed, like water.

"Quick! Pass me the thread, and watch you dangling with your gun every day. See how many devils you have hit?" In the rice field, a thin old man stepped on the threshing machine and looked at him with complaining serious eyes. Tao.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a cannonball fell from the sky, mud splashed, the sound of the threshing machine was gone, and the thin old man disappeared.

"Father!" Wang Gongnan let out a heartbreaking scream, and stepped on the wet mud of the rice field to rush forward.

"Quan'er!" However, the situation suddenly changed, and a beautiful woman screamed, and galloped over from him, **** all over, opening her arms to hug him.

"Mother!" Wang Gongnan saw clearly, it was Zhuo Qiuyan! He cried, and immediately stretched his arms to hug him.

"Patriarch Wang, don't..." He held it, but the person changed, and the voice changed. It was Zhuo Mei who was barely stalking her body, her eyes closed and struggling slightly.

"Sister Mei!" Wang Gongnan shouted again in shock.

"Gong Nan, take me..." However, the woman in her arms changed again, it was Zhuo Hua's voice.

"Sister Hua!"

...

"Gongnan!" — "Ruoshui!"

"Brother!" — "Sister Yu!"

"Father!" — "Yue'er!"

"Brother Wang!" — "Brother Lu!"

"House Master Wang!"...

"Patriarch..."...

...

Call out one by one, Wang Gongnan's heart bleeds once.

"We are all ants, please save me!" Suddenly, these familiar figures were gone, but in front of him there was a group of black, unclothed, and sloppy people.

"How can there be so many people to save? I don't have time to sleep!" Wang Gongnan finally woke up, feeling that he still had a great responsibility and couldn't sleep.

"Ah!" He raised his head to the sky, and shouted with all the strength of his body, his eyes finally widened and opened again.

"Come on!" A loud shout!

"Kacha!" The blades of the knife in his hand were all inserted into the stone wall.

"Get up!" As soon as the hand grasping the knife hardened, his feet drew down and kicked hard, and his body rose up, he actually volleyed! When his feet rose to the position where he inserted the knife on the stone wall, one of his feet actually stepped on the exposed handle of the knife, and his foot pushed **** the handle of the knife, and his body rose significantly faster .

He rose rapidly, his hands crawling in front of him quickly.

It turned out that every time he grabbed his hands, he grabbed it on the stone wall. Regardless of whether he focused on it or not, he always pointed his hand to the stone wall and grabbed it.

"Ka Ka..." It was the sound of broken bones, and his fingers were broken off! Can't run Zhenqi, he is now an ordinary flesh and blood body!

The hands flew down one by one, falling to the clouds and mist below, blood was splashing, and the blood water was sprayed into the clouds and mist, and it merged with the fine water droplets in the clouds and mist. Immediately, drops of blood water rolled out of the clouds and fell quickly. In the clouds below.

This is Chaos Essence! When he has cultivated to the sky, that drop of essence and blood can flow into a river! However, with so much blood sprinkled in Wang Gongnan, there was no reaction here.

Of course, Wang Gongnan didn't even think that his blood could help him.

"Sha Sha Sha!" The rubbing sound of the palm of his hand rubbing the stone wall, the flesh was flying, one of his palms was getting smaller, the flesh and even the bones were rubbed off.

His palms are shaking like windmills, hoping to use the resistance of the air to generate a little upward momentum.

His body shot towards the top like an arrow.

Passing through the cloud layer, the clouds and mist appear thick and stop there motionless, and there are many black high and low peaks exposed above the clouds and mist, making this place as beautiful as heaven. The sky is Walan, but I didn't even see where the sun is.

Wang Gongnan was not interested in watching this. His body was still rushing upwards, and his barely palm-free hands were still washing on the rock wall. On the rock wall, there were two blood troughs extending from bottom to top.

Fortunately, since rushing out of the clouds, this mountain is no longer in the shape of an inverted cone, but has restored its natural shape.

That's good, Wang Gongnan's feet can come in handy.

As soon as his feet came in handy, he immediately felt that his energy was unprecedentedly full, his strength was unprecedentedly strong, and he could move forward as if covering the ground.

Go forward, rise!

Finally, Fengding was watching.

"Ah!" Wang Gongnan shouted, his feet pressed **** the stone wall, his body flew up again, and shot towards the front.

Where is the top? The front is at the southern foot of the palace.

With this punch, he actually rushed over his head.

He immediately lowered his head and let his body fall towards the front.

The top is very small, but it is very flat, only the size of a millstone, and it is very shiny and spotless.

"My God!" Wang Gongnan couldn't help sighing and exclaimed. After so hard coming up, there is nothing here, he is so worthless!

Standing on the grinding plate, he looked at his hands, the palms of both hands were gone, and the bones stained with blood were exposed at the straight wrists, and the blood was still "squeaking".

Tiredness hit immediately, Wang Gongnan felt weak in his feet and knees, and with a "slap", he just sat on the top of the millstone-sized front.

so tired! He felt that he could no longer fight the eyelids of his eyes, he could only let them close.

Went to bed.

I haven't slept like this for a long time. It turns out that sleeping is such a luxury. Don't worry about anything, forget everything, don't think about anything.

Fluttering, Wang Gongnan felt like an elf, dancing lightly and happily in the spring light. The mountain flowers are blooming, the fragrance is tangy, and the sunshine is especially warm.

Such a situation, if you could have a dream, how wonderful it would be!

The fairy landed on the stigma of a flower, and the dream finally came.

This flower is in a human garden.

At this time, a kind old man was holding a sprinkler in his hand, spraying water for the flowers and plants here.

"The flowers are fragrant, the flowers are beautiful, but you always wither so quickly, it makes me feel like I'm just busy every day." The old man said to himself while spraying water, and soon he took the watering can. Putting it aside, he sat on the ground and scanned the flowers and plants in the garden with sad eyes.

"Grandpa, the flowers have fallen, and there are new flowers blooming, so that the new and the old can look vibrant here." The elf couldn't bear to see the old man's sadness, and immediately spoke to the old man.

"Oh? You came here? There are only a few flowers here. You are early." The old man immediately stood up and looked at the elf in surprise.

"Grandpa, as long as there are flowers, it reflects the chance of birth. The wild flowers in the mountains are blooming, reflecting the strong sense of spring, but the flowers on the plates on the windowsill also give the florist a great sense of accomplishment." The elf said.

"Hehe, I can't see it, what you are after is suitable for the current situation. But do you know that flying from the blooming mountain flowers to the flowers on the windowsill plate, in the middle is to pass through the barriers of countless walls. If you encounter wind and rain, blow If you get wet, you might not even be able to fly, so you just fall into the mud among the bricks and tiles?" The old man said with a smile.

Where is this? It seems to have left the original words. The elf was a little puzzled.

However, the elf still wanted to convince the old man.

"Grandpa, if I really want me to fly from the blooming mountain flowers to the flowers on the windowsill plate, then that is my pursuit. The pursuit does not necessarily mean the spring is boundless, but if I can see the flowers on the windowsill The owner laughed proudly, I am also satisfied, and I will also smile proudly for him." said the elf.

"So, you are determined to change, right?" the old man said suddenly and seriously.

"Grandpa, the blooming flowers in the mountains can represent spring, and can't the flowers on the windowsill bring people spring?" the elf asked.

"Hey, who told you to find such a flower?" The old man sighed.

"Grandpa, is there anything wrong with this?" Seeing that the old man was upset, the elf immediately put away his imagination and asked the old man in shock.

"Wrong? What's wrong? And what's right? Well, your heart is wild, this garden has become a post for you to pass by, what can I do with you? But there is still wind and rain outside, those, not me If you can help you block, you are going to take the road, and you are ready to be crushed.

However, there is not much time. When you go where you go, you should go. After you go, where is your path? I can no longer see where you are going. "The old man raised his head and sighed to the sky.

"Grandpa, why are you so sad? I didn't do anything. I just wanted to tell you that flowers are not necessarily just beautiful flowers. Flowers are beautiful as long as they bloom." said the elf.

"Well, I never refute the truth of others. Since you are here, you should take the wings I promised you.

Note that when the wings are exposed to too much wind and waves, they will eventually break. With your wings folded, you will seep into the soil with the rain, and any of your dreams will turn into soil. Pay attention, there is no regret, only destruction. "The old man said.

"Grandpa, thank you for your kindness. I can't ask for your things casually. What's more, I think my own wings are very strong, and I might not adapt to the additional wings.

Grandpa, thank you for your flowers, I'm leaving. "The elf felt that the old man's words were too ugly, but he didn't dare to lose his courtesy, so his wings shook, and he immediately flew away in the loop he could think of.

However, with this flight, it accidentally rushed into a cloud of mist and was immediately lost. Soon, it seemed that there was a wind blowing, and a large vortex was created in the clouds and mist, which swallowed the elf in one go.

"Is it going to disappear so soon?" The elf murmured instead without panic or fear at all. Then, without struggling, let the vortex swirl it away.

It suddenly has an idea, it wants to see, what is the end of the vortex?

However, the speed of the vortex was too fast, and the elves quickly became dizzy and lost consciousness.