Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

Give him the divine bone

Zhou Xing saw Munashe again.

This time he stood beside Xie Fei, staring at the bone in his hand.

The smaller bone before did not cause such a strong reaction from him, but it was this rib that made him take it so seriously.

Zhou Xing had a vague guess in his mind.

"I'll go with you." He was worried that Xie Fei might encounter another accident, so he held him in his arms and held the rib together with him.

Xie Fei saw those scenes again, many of them, and quickly, they flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope.

"Stop..."

"Stop!"

He kept shouting in his mind, hoping that at least one of the images would stop for him.

"Look!" Jiang Zhi looked at the bones they were holding, which were emitting white mist and ice crystals condensing on them.

Zhou Xing looked at the icy fog above, and then looked at Munashe, which only he could see.

Munashe stared at the white bones, his ice-blue eyes actually turning a little scarlet.

The rib closest to the heart is the most prominent.

Xie Fei closed his eyes and finally saw clearly the images that flashed by.

"If reincarnation is still endless, where is the reason for eternal existence?"

Yao no longer looks like a teenager. He walks barefoot on the beach, the waves hitting the back of his feet, and the red line on his ankle is too obvious against his fair skin.

"There is no reason for eternity." A voice came from behind him. This voice was exactly the same as Munashe's, even the tone was almost the same.

"Come here." Yao suddenly stopped, turned around and waved, and a figure gradually came into his sight.

Unlike other puppets, this puppet looks exactly like Munashe, except that his long silver-white hair has turned pure black. He is wearing a black wide-sleeved robe that has been soaked by sea water, but he doesn't care.

"I am no longer the ignorant Yao on Cangshan Mountain. Do you think your deception will be useful to me?" He gently stroked the face of the person in front of him, with coldness in his eyes.

Although he was smiling, the smile was too cold.

"I didn't lie to you." The puppet still looked docile, as if whatever Yao did to him was justified.

"Really?" Yao simply grabbed the neck of his doll and pressed him into the sea. His clothes were completely wet, outlining a perfect body.

"Didn't I tell you that I no longer love him?"

The puppet's pupils shrank sharply, and its calm expression finally broke apart, with madness appearing in its eyes.

"When I understood what love meant, I no longer loved him." Yao squatted down and whispered in his ear, "I don't care about eternity, and I don't care about Munashe. A person's life is only a hundred years long. I have experienced countless centuries and met all kinds of people. How many Munashe do you think are among them?"

"Why would I want to trap myself in a world of my own, and then let myself be trapped by another person?" Yao loosened his hand, looked at the embarrassed man in front of him, and smiled sarcastically: "Go tell him, tell Mu Nashe, no one will wait for anyone, and I won't wait for him either."

The foolish boy has grown up long ago. Waiting is the biggest deception that time has given to human beings.

"Don't let him wait for me."

Perhaps this last sentence is Yao's ultimate goal.

The puppet hung his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and let the sea water rush towards him. His long black hair floated on the sea until it was completely soaked.

Yao found it quite boring and turned around to leave.

But the next moment, a powerful force attacked from behind.

He didn't dodge and was pressed into the sea by a strong man, just like he had just done.

A cold kiss fell on his lips, a silver ribbon covered his eyes, and the whole person seemed to be floating on the sea.

There was a strong bite on the neck, shoulder, neck, chest, and all the way down.

The bone-chilling cold seemed to freeze him to death here, and the only warmth he had was completely swallowed up.

My heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and my breathing was becoming irregular.

“Everything in the world is controlled by time, and the only thing that can resist the erosion of time is eternity.”

"As long as the traces of eternity remain on you forever, you will still be mine."

The voice came from somewhere far away and near, and Yao couldn't hear it clearly.

But the pain in his chest woke him up from the strange desire.

The ribs closest to the heart were peeled off alive, and the pain was fleeting, as if frozen by the cold.

"be mine……"

It was the devil humming.

"be mine……"

It is the gods whispering.

In a hazy state of consciousness, Yao stretched out his hand and hugged the person in front of him, his tears falling into the sea.

She placed her palm on the back of the man's neck and placed a warm kiss on his brow.

"Forget it, Munasa, forget everything you saw and happened today."

The white light was drawn out from his body and gathered in Yao's palm.

"You are still the eternal new god that no one can touch. You will live forever. You will forget me, forget the me that does not exist."

Yao crushed the condensed ball of light with force, not noticing that several light spots among them entered the bloody ribs.

"How could I not love you?" He used up his last bit of strength to hug the person he loved so much, his voice trembling: "How could I dare to love you?"

"Don't be trapped in this world."

"Munashe... the stars are free."

"You too."

……

"Crack!"

The picture shattered like a mirror, and the bone they were holding also cracked directly. White spots of light floated out like starlight and entered Zhou Xing's body.

It was not the invisible Munasha, but Zhou Xing.

【mine……】

【be mine!】

Munashe seemed to have completely lost control and wanted to take those light spots back, but his hands passed directly through Zhou Xing's body and he couldn't touch them at all.

"No." He finally realized something was wrong, and when he looked at his body again, he discovered that it was disintegrating.

"elder brother?"

Zhou Xing digested those memories, opened his tightly closed eyes, and met Xie Fei's eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine." He kissed Xie Fei lightly on the forehead, and then moved his gaze to Mu Nashe who was about to disappear.

"Fei Fei, there's something I haven't told you." He decided to confess to Xie Fei, with a barely perceptible hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Xie Fei nodded: "Okay, you go ahead."

"I can always see Munashe. He seems to be always by my side. At first I thought he wanted to come through me, but now I find that it doesn't seem to be the case." Zhou Xing lowered his eyes and said, "That's not the real Munashe."

Xie Fei was very excited, and he tried to keep calm, but his hoarse voice gave him away: "Who is that?"

"He was immersed in reality and didn't have time to retract his gaze."

“This is the true gaze of God.”

"It is the remaining obsession of Munashe."

……

In the Tower of Eternity, the sleeping god opened his eyes and looked towards something far away that was out of reach.

"Meng Fuge, I agree to your plan to create a god."

Meng Fuge, who was still collecting the cause and effect, was surprised when he heard this. Why did this person suddenly change his mind?