The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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Where the world is chaotic, it is gray and white.

This is the place where all things are born and where all things die.

Life and death, illusory.

The white mist is frivolous, covering up the endless chaos.

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Hundreds of millions of years ago, the world first opened, and everything took shape.

Lord of all things - King's Landing came into being.

It is the source of power and the foundation of all things.

With one pair of understatement, you can turn the clouds and rain, and everything can be born or perish because of it.

The power and power are so great that all things bow their heads and surrender, and no one can match it.

However, thousands of years ago, the world was in chaos, and Jun Lin reconstructed the laws of the world by himself, but his spirit was seriously injured.

The spirit body has since fallen into a deep sleep.

Everything has been seriously injured by this, and it has not been able to recover so far.

Even, after losing the supply of King's Landing's source of power, it became more and more vulnerable.

The survival of all things is at stake.

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at this time,

Chaos place.

In the haze of smoke, two men appeared.

The appearance of the two people is actually the same, both have high cheekbones, pale complexion, and thin lips are red, as if smudged by rouge.

One person with white hair and black clothes, the other with black hair and white clothes, is simply the impermanence of black and white that the ancients talked about for a long time.

What the two of them were facing was an arched high platform. A crystal coffin was suspended above the high platform. It was crystal clear and carved with exquisite patterns. It was mysterious and full of majesty. .

Lying inside was an unusually handsome man in a black robe embroidered with mysterious patterns.

A head of black hair like silk was long and straight at the waist, casually scattered on one side, her narrow phoenix eyes were tightly closed, her heroic nose, and her slightly pursed lips looked extremely soft, revealing a deep temptation.

The white-haired man in black is slender, with his hands behind his back, with a pious and respectful expression, and a worried tone, he said to the white-haired man in black,

"Thousands of years ago, the world was in chaos, and the king rebuilt the laws of the world with his own power, and his soul was seriously injured, and he was scattered in three thousand worlds.

Now the soul is gone, and the king can't wake up.

If this situation continues, without the support of Wang Benyuan's strength, the law of heaven and earth will fall into chaos again.

What will happen then? "

The black-haired man in white also had his eyebrows tightly locked, and his face, which was already as pale as death, became as if it had been painted white.

He groaned, because he couldn't find a way either.

Wang's awakening is what all his subordinates are looking forward to the most, but it is also the most hopeless. Because for thousands of years, no one can save the king.

The power of the king is unique and mysterious, and everything in the world is produced by the power of the king. It can be said that the king is the Creator and the ruler of the world.

Everyone's power comes from a small branch of the king's power.

Therefore, even if all the powers of all people are combined, it is impossible to force the return of the king's scattered spirits, let alone awaken the king.

After a while, the black-haired, white-clothed man had a look of despair on his face, his tone was solemn and he regarded death as home,

"If the king's scattered soul cannot return voluntarily, and cannot reshape the soul...

We will defend the laws of heaven and earth with our own lives, and we will live up to the efforts of the king! "

Words like an oath resounded through the chaos of heaven and earth, with pressure and loyalty that penetrated into the soul.

Afterwards, the two knelt down together and kowtowed to the king, maintaining the same movements as they did thousands of years ago.

Suddenly, a small ball of light appeared, and affectionately touched the black-haired man in white, his voice was soft and anxious,

"Uncle Bai! Uncle Bai!

Just now I detected a small piece of Wang's main soul! ! !

Just fall into this world! "

As he said that, the light group nodded towards the surrounding white mist, and a mirror appeared, showing a scene of a small world full of traffic in the mirror.

Hearing this, the black-haired and white-clothed man was a little excited, and immediately straightened up,

"Have you found the main soul fragment?"

Find a fragment of the main soul, and follow its guidance, you will surely find more pieces of the main soul.

The white-haired man in black also straightened up, carefully scrutinized the scene in the mirror with his eyes wide open,

At the same time, he also tried to use his own strength to enter that world and touch the fragments to show his favor.

Unexpectedly, before it got close, the force was ejected by a huge energy.

The white-haired man in black couldn't resist, and was thrown far away like a rag, clutching his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this scene, the black-haired man in white rushed to help him, and at the same time took out a pill to feed him.

Although this situation is shocking, it has long been familiar.

The king's spirit, even if it is a fragment, its power is not something that the subordinates can resist.

For today's plan, we can only see one step at a time.

The black-haired man in white furrowed his brows more and more, and his wrinkles almost caught up with the old man's.

He told Xiao Guangtuanzi,

"Xiaotuanzi, your Uncle Hei is injured, I'll take him to heal first.

You are here to watch this fragment all the time, and tell me immediately if there is anything abnormal. "

The small ball of light floated in the air, shaking like a walking cotton candy, with a worried tone,

"Yeah, promise to complete the task. Goodbye, Uncle Black and White!"

In the haze of smoke, the slender black figures of the two disappeared.

The little light group watched them leave, and then floated to the mirror again, staring at the scene inside, never leaving for a moment.

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The first facet is not written yet, it needs to be revised, you can start to read it from the second facet~

Also, if you don't love, please don't hurt, just walk quietly, there is no need to swipe your sense of existence.

Especially those who only watch free chapters without paying, are not qualified to scold a hard-working, bald author who writes every day.

[Smiling face with a glass heart]