According to the description of the ancestors, in the darkness unique to the deep star sea, he also saw the situation I had only seen before.

The island that floats in the black ocean, the strange creatures playing twisting music...

Of course, there is also the ancient god who has been sleeping in the deep cave.

“When they opened the doors of the stars in order to keep their lives ... that is, in an instant... these pagan bodies were absorbed by the ancient gods ... forever became part of the ancient gods... leaving only the flesh and blood of the earth...” The old ancestor recalled to himself, and continued to say to us: “I can feel the ancient gods sleeping...I can even hear its leisurely snoring...”

As soon as the voice fell, the ancestors suddenly stopped and looked at us to the left and right.

“I don’t know, but the people around me, including myself, are unconscious when they sleep, and breathe like they do when they’re in the same way...” The old ancestor said, as if to mean something: “Sometimes there are some little bugs crawling over, flying over, accidentally being eaten into our mouths by us, or we are brought into the nasal cavity by our breath...”

“You mean... for the sleeping gods...we are the little flying insects?”I frowned and asked, “Even if we are so careful, an unconscious action will bring us disaster, is it?”

“Yes.”The old ancestor said: "Those families who were absorbed at that time are examples, and I, others, have been unconsciously hurt by it... It is a moment in which I have lost most of my vitality, and it is impossible to recover on my own, as if I have been sucked away from my life."

The old ancestor said, raising his hand and looking at himself as strong as middle-aged arms.

“For a few months at most...I can feel my life countdown...” The old ancestor muttered, “You have never met such a thing... you must not understand... watching your life pass but you can’t stop it... this feeling is crazy...”

Hearing this, the Lord and others were silent, and the expression on his face was very sad.

Among these people, the oldest should be the master of the son, but for the ancestors, the master is also a child, it is said that the ancestors grew up.

For their feelings, I think it must be very complicated, not so simple as the patriarch and the people, almost all of them are equivalent to father and son.

"Old ancestor..." The ugly child red eyes, walked over, hugged the old ancestor's arm tightly, and spoke in a voice with a crying voice: "Don't die, okay?"If you leave us, we will be bullied by others!No one is going to protect us. . . .

Before he finished speaking, the old ancestor gently touched his head twice, and the tone was very kind, just like the dialogue between grandfather and grandson.

"Whoever it is, there will be a day to die, not to mention that I have lived long enough to welcome the arrival of death, which is also a relief for me..."

The old ancestor smiled, and the fear of the ancient gods before was swept away at this moment, and his face was full of long-lost confidence.

"Little friend, I said, as long as you help me, I can do anything for you..." the old ancestor said, laughing: "This is also my cheeky, even if you do not help me, I have to deal with those bastards, in the end I still have to owe you a favor!" 」

"Don't worry, old ancestors, even if we don't have that deal, I'll have to help you."I said, and the expression on my face became real: "We are friends, between friends, not to talk about those false."

“All right!”The old ancestor nodded his head, then looked up at the sky, and said to us meaningfully: "I am here to say so much, but I want you to know how terrible the monster is, we have a good chance of losing this battle."

“It doesn’t matter.”I shrugged my shoulders: "Even if we can't avoid the war, when the bastards come to the next generation, we will still die."

“If Kunlun Mountain had no breath of ancient gods... perhaps our chances of victory would be greater...” sighed the old ancestor.

"Don't think so much."

I said, strong and calm on the point of smoke, heavy two.

"The star door has not yet opened, that thing even if it wakes up, it is a difficult thing to come to the future, perhaps it is just some of the breath that is residual in the afterlife, which has no effect on us."

The old man sighed, "Hopefully so."

After that, we did not talk much about this topic, but discussed how to get to Kunlun Mountain.

The process we discussed was very simple, with only four sentences.

“Get on the plane with us?”I asked.

"No, we'll go by ourselves."The old man replied.

“Going by yourself?Driving or not?”Stuart could not help opening his mouth and looked curiously at his ancestors.

The answer of the ancestors is very simple, but also difficult to accept, just three words.

“Run.”

With this answer, Stuart wanted to say something more, but I was persuaded.

From Xiangjiang to Chengdu, they are running, this is not a joke, although I do not know how they run, but whether it is by car or by plane, I do not believe that the ancestors can sit in.

Is his body joking?

After a short farewell and agreed to meet, we took action.

To be honest, I am curious about the way their ancestors “moved” by what means they did.

After saying goodbye to us, the ancestors waved their hands and invited the people to their side, that is, a matter of instant, they disappeared inexplicably.

That kind of scene evaporated like out of thin air, and it feels incredible to look at it.

Seven treasures opened their eyes, like a dream, looked at the air in front of them with a confused face: "Where is the person?"

“Maybe it’s just running too fast...” The Changlong elephant muttered, “There’s no sound at all... they’re so unique...”

Hearing this, everyone nodded their heads, just to say that the abilities of these strange people are really varied... running so fast to catch up with the moment to move!

"Let's go too."I smiled, long stretched a lazy waist, my face full of calm, God knows how nervous I am...

It is no exaggeration to say that it is like keeping up with the execution, but it can't go, and if you don't go, it will be more troublesome.

After that, Stuart drove and took us straight to a military airport.

On the way, we specifically told the disciple not to let the grandson who had flown the last time take us to Kunlun.

Passenger aircraft can be used as a fighter aircraft, this kind of play I am still very afraid.

His mother's . . . the grandson does not want us to die, who lives enough with him?

Stuart was also full of promises, but specific things, he said he did not know, after all, arranging the captain of this kind of thing is not his worry, and someone else will do it.

Surely not.

Sometimes fate is so wonderful.

When we arrived at the airport, when Stuart stopped the car, I saw from a distance that the pilot was standing 100 meters away and beckoning to us.

When I saw him, I had an impulse in my heart.

I can't wait... let's go to Kunlun...

“And he . . . again...” Seven treasures looked at the man with a pale face, and the voice of the speech was trembling like a ghost: “He will not be the undercover agent of the old sect, is he?”

“The undercover shit.”I smiled bitterly, gently patted the Changlong elephant on the shoulder, and said quietly, "If it is really him, when he is flying the plane, you go to the cockpit to stare, it is best to take the guy out, even if you take a machete, force you to look at it."

Changlong elephant knows how much responsibility he has on his shoulders, nodding his head solemnly, saying that this matter has been left to him, and to ensure that the grandson is safe and secure, as long as he dares to mess up, he raises his hand is a knife.

“Are you stupid?”The old man stared: "You give him a knife, we don't have to go down to the ground!"

Hearing this, the dragon said that he was only addicted to his mouth...

"Don't worry!I definitely don’t cut him!I cut myself off and I don’t believe it.”

“What?Self-harming?”Grandfather stood still.

I sighed, did not continue to listen to them mutter, turn to Stuart and say, or please give us a change of pilot, this really can not be bothered...

“Just him.”Stuart smiled awkwardly: "The pilot who arranged for you above is one of him, saying that he can't let people get involved in it casually..."

At this time, the pilot was like an old friend who had seen a long time to meet again, and ran over with excitement, holding my hand through the car window very intimately.

“Brother!We meet again!”