The sun is shining brightly.

Li Guan was sitting on the top of the mountain with his legs crossed. His face under the ice crystal mask had his eyes closed, but his expression was extremely rich.

Sometimes he laughs, sometimes he cries, sometimes he is sad, sometimes he is angry.

And in just a few seconds, his expression can switch back and forth among these more than a dozen times, like a schizophrenic patient, with many different thoughts of many people suddenly appearing in his mind.

This is indeed the case.

Although he only had the emotions of another artifact in his mind now, these mixed emotions were overlapping at an alarming speed. One moment he was joyful, and the next moment he was filled with sadness and anger.

The Demon Sword is not exaggerated.

Letting Shunkong swallow the source of the artifact, the pain that he, as the master of the transit station, must endure is truly difficult to describe in words.

This is not pain on the physical level, but a crazy alternation of mental thoughts.

Ye Kui put aside the seal and slept for a total of nearly ten thousand years.

In the past ten thousand years, Li Guanqi had experienced most of the joys, sorrows, joys, ups and downs, and various emotions she had experienced in less than an hour.

At the same time, some of Ye Kui's remaining memory fragments in the artifact body also appeared in Li Guanqi's mind along with these sudden emotions.

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…

"Master! Master!"

The blue sky, floating clouds, and brilliant rainbow hang high in the sky.

The surroundings are either jade towers and splendid palaces suspended in mid-air, or magnificent floating islands. Water waterfalls hang down from the islands, but they do not spill to the earth. Instead, in mid-air, the water turns into pieces of colorful colors.

The petals are like flower rain, floating all over the sky and the earth.

This place is like a fantasy kingdom in poetry, full of unreal fantasy.

Li Guanqi used Ye Kui's memory to see this residence belonging to the ancient god - the God of Shang.

Everything in the world is the Tao, everything is the law, and everything can be used to become a god.

This god became a god based on the relatively conceptual law of "commerce".

The God of Wealth is just a nickname.

His official title is the God of Commerce.

This place is the residence of the God of Commerce.

Not far away, on a floating attic made of rattan and bamboo, there was a handsome man wearing a purple and gold robe, lying on a rocking chair with his eyes closed, holding a purple book in his hand, as if he fell asleep while reading.

Next to him, there was a beautiful woman squatting on the ground with a happy smile on her face. Even though she was wearing a classic and serious pure black dress, she could not block the pure and sweet smile on her face.

"Master, master~"

The beautiful woman squatted on the ground, shaking the armrests of the purple-robed man's rocking chair with both hands. She looked like a daughter who was acting coquettishly towards her father, "Get up and play with Ye Kui, get up, get up~"

Um……

Li Guanqi suddenly felt in a good mood, a kind of carefree and peaceful time.

This was Ye Kui's mood at that time.

"well……"

Ye Kui shook the couch and finally woke up the purple-robed man, but he closed his eyes and sighed softly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"boom!"

At the same time, the entire beautiful scene of the fantasy kingdom collapsed and turned into countless fragments.

Instead it was pitch black, like an abyss.

And, a pair of extremely huge purple eyes that occupied half of the sky and were slowly opening.

These are the eyes of that man, or rather, that god.

Li Guanqi only saw two words in these purple eyes.

--disappointment.

"Ye Kui."

"You are my most failed transaction."

The cold male voice resounded throughout the world.

"Click!"

This is the sound of some kind of crack.

It's as if a certain existence is heartbroken at this moment.

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Reality.

Li Guanqi's face, hidden under the ice crystal mask, had his eyes closed tightly, tears streaming down his face, and full of deep sadness.

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"If you lose, kill Brother Shen. According to the bet, this artifact will be given to you."

"It's too awkward to call me a god. I'm still used to you calling me by my name... By the way, this is a divine weapon. Although you, the God of Wealth, are the richest, you can't just give something like a divine weapon away, right?"

"Alas, I have been doing business for so many years, but I took a wrong look at this artifact. I regretted it to the point of regretting the loss. I got angry when I saw her. I just want to give it to you to be clean. I won't say it anymore. I have something else to do.

, take the first step.”

"Eh?"

"Uh... Lu Mo, you have a sister, come out and have a look?"

After a conversation between two men, the dark world gradually became brighter.

This is a lush forest, full of giant trees with colorful flowers.

At the top of one of the towering trees, the branches of the trees were spread out, forming a pure natural tree platform, and some branches even formed wooden tables and wooden chairs to be placed on it.

Next to the wooden table is a tall young man wearing black clothes and a black knife hanging from his waist.

He looked majestic and masculine, but at this moment he looked at a purple and black chain on the table and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"She is weak."

A familiar voice sounded.

Li Guanqi remembered that the sound was the magic knife.

"Buzz——"

The black sword on the waist of the heroic young man flashed with light and transformed into a strong man wearing heavy black armor. He appeared beside the young man. He looked down at the purple and black chains on the table and tilted his head expressionlessly, "But

I have a younger sister who seems pretty good."

"You kid, you have to treat her better in the future."

The heroic young man smiled.

His identity is already revealed.

The first master of the magic sword - the God of Death!

"Wake up, kid."

The God of Death smiled, stretched out his right hand, and caressed the purple and black chain.

Immediately afterwards, a purple aura shone from the purple and black chain, and soon transformed into a woman in a black dress sitting on the table.

She raised her head cautiously, glanced at the God of Death and Lu Mo timidly, then quickly lowered her head and whispered: "I, I am Ye Kui, I, I can help...really..."

At this moment, Li Guanqi felt some emotions well up in his heart again.

That is a sign of extreme low self-esteem, extreme caution, and submissiveness for fear of being scolded.

And, fear.

"I am Lumo."

Lu Mo crossed his arms across his chest, looked at Ye Kui, and said softly: "Under the command of the God of Killing, the Demon Sword Lu Mo."

As he spoke, he seemed a little hesitant, but still reached out his hand and gently rubbed Ye Kui's head.

"Lumo...brother."

Ye Kui raised his head and looked at the stoic black-armored man in front of him. He was startled at first, but gradually, a smile appeared on his face.

Just like the winter snow meets the warm sunshine of early spring.

At this moment, Li Guanqi felt that the inferiority complex and fear in his heart were gradually melting away, replaced by a feeling of peace of mind and joy.
To be continued...