Stories are like life.

Life is like the petals falling on the tree in all seasons. Some of them can fall next to the roots of the tree and turn into soil, ending perfectly in the eyes.

And some may suddenly blow a gust of wind, and the petals will drift to unknown places with the wind.

Zhou Mo's life changed a lot.

Then it was very exciting.

The ending is also very abrupt.

The Light White Tiger, which created the Light White Tiger plane, protects the Light White Tiger of this continental human race, suddenly felt that everything was boring.

Why does it care about the life and death of a group of ants? Why does it care about a light-clear tiger plane that has been abandoned by it? The curiosity of cats comes and goes quickly.

Just like their laziness, come as soon as they say.

The kitten slammed a lazy breath, and the light tiger poked out a tiger claw with a soft padded puff.

So, like a bubble of space, the light of the tiger is still happening in it, and countless wonderful things are shrouded in a huge tiger claw.

It was like a naughty kitten holding a ball of yarn, and the space of the tiger was caught in the tiger's claws.

Then, the sharp claw blade bounced out and used light force!

The space soaked in front of this sharp claw blade is no different from the colorful bubbles blown by the child.

With a puff, disillusionment was in the endless turbulent space around the main world.

Everything about Zhou Mo was buried, but there was only one who couldn't explain the color or the form. He could only know from intuition that this was a thing of light, ignoring everything, floating out of this world, floating in the universe.

Return to a colorless ocean.

Sea of ​​the world!

The birthplace of the world, the place where the world dies.

Provide everything for the world to grow, and it is also the grave for the rest of the world.

The light was floating, floating in the sea of ​​the world, passing by one world after another, looking for the next master with infinite possibilities!

Experience has been transformed into [31 Novel Network]. When it appears next time, it will still bring a story, and maybe that story can be complete!

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The inheritance caster ended very imperfectly, for many reasons. The first time I wrote a long work, I couldn’t grasp the rhythm well, and after the writing collapsed, my mentality also broke, so on.

In short, I am very sorry to all readers who subscribe to this book, and even more so to those friends who have always supported Xiaopang and "Inheritance Founder".

But what can I do? It's over.

The finale of today's chapter is an explanation for this book, and I also express my apology for Xiaopang.

Forget it, it will be sour.

Let the dead Zhou Mo come back to life, and make a glass of bar for everyone, Xiaopang, and I.

Use the hottest vodka as the base, add rose dew, and dot a drop of Fire Dragon's blood.

Squeeze the heart of the Abyss Flame Demon, three drops are enough.

Finally, it was placed in the ice spring used by the Elf Empire to seal the Abyss Passage for three days.

Take it out and divide it into cups.

I think the wine should be dark red, like the rising sun, waving towards the light, but it is like a rainbow.

Entrance.

That kind of hotness can make everyone who tastes it for life, but the sourness and bitterness after the hotness brings a little fatigue.

Just like after a carnival, I woke up from a drunken state, the afterglow of happiness had not dissipated, but was told by the faint soreness that the carnival was already full!
Chapter completed!