The old gods are whispering

Chapter 477 The Story of Jing Ci

Gu Jianlin suddenly realized that he had overlooked a very important thing, because if the relationship between Tianyan Pavilion and his senior brother was really good, then why would he label it as one of the few S-level threats in the first place.

When he finally arrived at the empty block, the asphalt road within ten kilometers had been cut into pieces, Wanda Plaza had collapsed into ruins, and there were horrific knife marks and sword marks everywhere. The power system has been completely paralyzed, and I don't know how fierce the battle has been.

However, there is an old Nokia still flashing in the ruins.

Like the only light in the dark.

The boy blinked in an instant and picked up the phone.

The miracle is that it was not destroyed, and even the last trace of electricity remained.

It was an old Nokia, with rough scratches all over the screen and a polished case.

The instinct of profiling seemed to let him see the man in suit and leather shoes, holding the phone in countless dark nights, listening to the sound of breathing coming from the phone, enjoying the solitude that belonged to him alone.

The wallpaper on the phone is a crumbling city, with a girl in a white dress kneeling in the ruins.

She was like a helpless and bewildered child, staring at the bloody hands.

There were corpses all around her.

Apparently it's the horrific violence that can destroy a city to such an extent.

The person closest to the girl didn't even have a whole body left.

So how was this photo taken?

Obviously, the person who took the photo was Jing Ci.

This is probably their first encounter, so this photo will be used as a wallpaper.

"In 2001, Washington's Destruction Day, the truth was that Mr. Jing lost control once, and broke out with unprecedented power, destroying half of the city. It was the most serious case of superpower loss of control in North America, and it was also Mr. Jing..." Tang Ling Walking behind him, halfway through the conversation, he suddenly couldn't continue.

Because the person who took this photo was Jing Ci.

If he was really out of control, how could he still take pictures.

The person who really got out of control was obviously the ancestor of Lu Shu.

Gu Jianlin remained silent, and clicked on the phone's photo album.

The second photo seems to be a screenshot from a surveillance camera. The burning long street is cut off by a shocking crack. A man in a suit and leather shoes is holding his girl, but his chest is pierced by a sharp sword.

However, he seemed to feel no pain, and just silently stroked the girl's head.

"In 2002, the Wyoming State Priest in North America was the largest homicide case in the western region. It was rumored that the gods sent down a trial to punish those guilty. Officials believe that Mr. Jing did it."

"In the diamond murder case in Jordan in 2003, all 370 and nine sublimated people died overnight, and their bodies were turned into crystal diamonds. The official report was that Mr. Jing lost control when he tried the forbidden spell. Under pressure, the Ether Association even sent an interrogator The saints of the court rounded up and returned in vain."

Tang Ling looked at those photos and said softly.

Tang Yun was right behind her, his eyes trembling violently.

The two sisters seemed to understand something.

A third photo, a fourth photo, a fifth photo, and more.

Or they took pictures by themselves, or screenshots from the camera, and some were snapped by photographers.

In short, these photos are very precious moments, recording every bit of their encounter from the beginning.

Casper, Provence, St. Petersburg, Cairo, Paris.

They walked through cities and brought disasters to cities.

It seems that they are simply going on a leisure trip, but in fact they are visiting the top alchemy masters in the world. From the memo on the mobile phone, it can be seen that the string of names is enough to glorify the history of sublimators.

The address of every alchemy master is marked in the memo, which is connected into complicated lines all over the world.

During those years, Jing Ci took that girl almost all over the world, eagerly seeking the help of those famous alchemy masters. Every time they walked through a city, they would bring disasters of destruction, but there was nothing they could do.

It was a romantic and desperate journey, and it was also a time that belonged to the two of them alone.

"It turns out that none of us know Senior Brother."

Gu Jianlin looked at the phone silently and told a story.

Many years ago, the Bai Ze clan started the research on the third method. They were not satisfied with just creating rough fake ancestors, but were pursuing more advanced plans.Because of this, that group of people made a frenzied decision to let a great ancient ancestor become the subject of the experiment.

The specific process of the experiment is unknown, but the final result was that the ancestor finally adapted to the rules of the real world, entered society as a modern person, and wandered aimlessly.

I don't know whether it was intentional or an accident, the ancestor couldn't figure out who he was.

There is still a problem with the third method developed by the Bai Ze clan. The ancestor lost control without accident.

It was at that time that Jing Ji met the ancestor.

Maybe Jing Ci at that time didn't know who the other party was, and he didn't know why a little girl had such terrifying power, but he was probably moved by the dazed and helpless eyes, and didn't choose to kill her. The monster, instead, leaned over and picked her up, helping her against the storm of fate.

The reason why he did that may be because he saw himself many years ago.

Then a long journey began.

The identity of the girl is a mystery, and every loss of control will bring about a devastating disaster.

Fortunately, Jing Ci was by her side, restraining her rampage.

Time and time again, year after year.

Jing Ji took her to explore the world's famous alchemists, no doubt to confirm her physical condition.

Of course, it was also to cure her.

During that time, the catastrophe caused by the girl would inevitably be hunted down by sublimation organizations all over the world.

Of course those people didn't know that this was a great ancestor, because even the girl herself didn't know it.

Jing Ji took all the crimes on himself to protect her.

Doomsday in Washington, High Priest in Wyoming, Diamond Killings in Jordan...

This world has a lot of misunderstandings about the man in the suit and leather shoes. It always thinks that he is bloodthirsty and difficult to tame, so he is given the name of a devil. So far, people have hated the disasters he caused in those years. It's just that he was afraid of his strength, so he didn't dare to take revenge.

But if you really know that man, you should know that he is definitely not the kind of person who is easy to lose control.

The person who really loses control and runs away is never Jing Ci.

It is the ancestor of Lu Shu.

Perhaps every master alchemist has persuaded that man to kill the girl beside him.

Perhaps Jing Ci was once in pain and struggle.

He didn't want to watch her continue to run wild and kill, but he didn't want to give up this helpless girl.

Not to mention killing her with his own hands.

Until one day, Jing Ci searched for many years and found the truth from the clues of history.

No.

It is more likely that Jing Ci saw the girl's true posture during a runaway.

The ancestor of Lu Shu.

No one can imagine Jing Ci's mood at that moment.

Who is he in love with?

And who was the person he was desperately protecting along the way?

Gu Jianlin clicked on the text message, and the chat history that lasted for several years was vividly remembered.

The last conversation was fixed in a winter in 2005.

"I had a dream. The dream was Christmas in Strasbourg. I was walking with you in the town, and the river flowed under the bridge. If I could, I would like to spend Christmas with you this year. .”

"Okay, I will find medicine for you in Northern Europe, and I will go back to accompany you tomorrow."

"Can I really be cured?"

"Ah."

"If it can't be cured, will you kill me?"

"I do not know."

"I recently dreamed about the monster in the dream again, if one day I am no longer me..."

"Don't say such despondent words."

"If one day I'm no longer me, then please kill me, okay?"

The text message stopped here.

This is a very long story, perhaps what Gu Jianlin sorted out is just the tip of the iceberg.

But it was enough to move everyone present.

As for the old cell phone, and the long phone calls, it wasn't about waiting for the girl to wake up.

The reason why Jing Ci paid so much attention was that she hoped that she would never wake up again.

Because he knew that if the voice on the phone rang again, he would lose his girl forever.

That meant that he was going to fulfill the agreement that year.

To do what he should do is also the last thing he wants to do.

The Nokia seemed to have done its job, shutting down completely as the last of the battery drained.

It seemed to be announcing the end of the taboo relationship that had lasted for several years.

"God."

Guiyan was stunned, and Xingyun was moved to tears.

It is hard to imagine that these two mentally retarded people understood the story and were sincerely moved.

Jiang Ze fell into silence, it turned out that this was the truth about that man.

This is a difficult question to choose.

Who do you choose in front of the whole world and the people you love.

Jing Ci gave his own answer.

He killed the girl he loved in the end, and his behavior was undoubtedly noble to the world. He was not a beast of the jungle grinding his teeth and sucking blood, but a noble stag.

But it's also hard to say who he chose.

Because his choice is not only for this world, but also for the previous agreement.

That girl once let him kill him.

He didn't say yes, but he did.

"Where are they now?"

Tang Yun was so shocked that his voice was trembling.

Tang Ling raised her head as if feeling something, and said softly, "It's in the sky."

Gu Jianlin looked up at the sky, the dark cloud was shattered by a shocking crack, like an electric light tearing apart the chaos, the majestic power burst out like lava, and the sky trembled violently.

None of the people present was an auxiliary type of pathway.

But they could all feel an unimaginably vast spirituality burning.

It was like an invisible nuclear bomb being ignited.

The reputation is monstrous.

The torrential rain was swept by the wind, and the leaves swayed and were swept into the sky.

A green and gold ancient dragon rises vaguely above the sky, and the sound of dragon chant runs through the whole world!

A man's face was reflected in His strict vertical pupils!
The domain of Fengduluo Realm was trembling violently, and hideous and terrifying cracks emerged one after another.

"Advanced."

Jiang Ze's face was pale: "That man is about to advance."

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The dome of the Haitian Building is the highest place in Fengcheng.

Panting, Ji Zichuan half-kneeled on the rooftop, his bare chest was drenched with blood, his knife was stabbed obliquely beside him, and there were shocking sword marks all over the knife, this supreme leader of Youying Group on the bright side is unprecedented at this moment In embarrassment, like a sinner about to be judged, his head was bowed.

His chest was pierced by an iron sword, and he was firmly nailed to the wall, unable to move at all.

It had been years since anyone had pushed him to this extent.

Just because today's opponent is too strong.

It was an ancient ancestor.

The ancient ancestor who fused the third law.

It's just that he didn't think he was going to die, instead he raised his eyes with interest.

The man in the suit and leather shoes was just as embarrassed as he was, his white shirt was already stained red with blood, and he was also forced to half kneel on the ground, with fragmented knives scattered in front of him, reflecting his blood-stained face.

A snow-white skirt fluttered in the wind.

That girl looked like nothing more than she was, but she seemed to have three thousand feet of white hair, her snow-like hair half covered her jade-like crystal-clear and perfect face, her white corset fluttered in the wind, and she stepped barefoot in a pool of blood.

It looks beautiful, but it is a scene of extreme horror.

Because the ancient gods came to the real world in human form for the first time.

You look at her as a human being, but you feel a sense of alienation as far away as a moat.

It seems that humans worshiped those huge sculptures in ancient times, with a kind of awe that is as humble as dust.

The girl raised her eyes, her eyes were full of indifference, she just stared at the half-kneeling man in front of her.

"You have finally reached the ninth rank."

She said softly, "Is it to kill me?"

Jing Ci looks embarrassed, but he is indeed at the ninth level now. He can feel that the domain in his body has become infinitely vast, as if it has become one with the world, and his perception of time and space has become more and more vivid, just like With his innate instinct, he personally broke the shackles that bound him, and advanced to the apex of the sanctuary.

Since then, he has been dubbed the name of demigod.

——Candle Yin God.

It's just that he was not happy about it, and there was only peace and regret in his eyes.

He raised his head, and the girl's face was reflected in the blood-red vision: "You are not her."

The girl tilted her head and smiled softly: "Yes, I am not her, she shouldn't exist."

The girl that Jingci met back then was just an attempt of a great being in a long life.

For the ancient ancestor who finally awakened, it was insignificant.

"Human beings have always been such creatures, trapped in a cage called the past, and therefore weakened. This is because your life is too short, so you need meaning to justify your existence. But we are different. If you It is eternity, then there will never be any need to prove yourself." The ancestor of Lu Shu looked down from a high position, her voice was so indifferent and calm, like a voice synthesized by a machine.

The situation above the sky changed color, and a huge terrifying face loomed in the dark clouds.

In comparison, the flashes of lightning in the night sky are so tiny.

Not worth mentioning.

"Yeah, people always need something to prove their existence, otherwise everything is meaningless."

Jing Ci was silent for a moment, and then smiled silently: "Because people are very idealistic creatures, although you deny her existence, she is a person who really existed in my life."

"As for me, if I promise other people's things, I will definitely do it."

He gently raised his hands: "So..."

The first ancestor of Lu Shu stared at him, as if seeing an incredible future, his eyes were surprised.

Because Jing Ci made an extremely weird gesture.

"This is what I learned many years ago when I was living in Buzhou Mountain, from that bloody Supreme."

The thumbs and index fingers of his hands are closed, like an irregular prism: "The end of the original regression."

The first ancestor of Lushu still didn't move, because in front of the high gods, all the struggles of mortals seemed so boring and ridiculous. She mastered the two supreme laws, and she had a way to deal with them easily no matter what.

He just wanted to see what this man who had a past with him wanted to do.

"Final Solution—"

Jing Ci said softly: "The world without phases."

(End of this chapter)