Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

Right red, right red, the incomparably pure Nanming Lihuo shot down from his chest.

Dots of sparks re-condensed into a human figure in the sky.

Long white hair, a red bow, and red makeup.

Fujiwara sister red!

Xu Kaizhi looked at her quietly, looked at the girl with a violent face, and said coldly: "You are so bold!"

The red-eyed girl gave a stern smile: "Didn't you already know that? All the dead members of the Fujiwara family have this virtue?"

This sentence was said by Princess Kaguya when she left the world. She didn't have any affection for those beauty-minded idiots in the Taketori Story, including Meihong's father Fujiwara Bubi and others.

Her emotions are very agitated now, the redness in her eyes seems to be billowing magma, and she wants to stir up the poisonous fire in the center of the earth to burn everything in this world.

A pure flame burned silently in his chest, and a hideous opening could vaguely see the beating heart, but the strange thing was that no blood flowed out.

Gently rubbing the hand on the chest, the wound seemed to be smoothed out, and it completely returned to normal, leaving nothing behind.

His complexion didn't change at all, it was as usual, only a trace of disappointment flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Thousands of years are you capable of this?"

The corners of the lips were raised indifferently: "I said back then that you are indeed not as good as them, not to mention Yayi Yonglin who is unparalleled in wisdom and medicine, you are not even as good as Kaguya who can't live without being taken care of .”

He pointed at the girl in the flames, and his tone was calm as if he was saying an established fact: "You are a waste."

"Seimei!"

The girl screamed, her face twisted, her teeth were clenched, and she wanted to rush forward to bite off his flesh bit by bit. The hatred in her eyes made Remilia, who was watching from the side, shudder.

"I just have one question for you!"

Lie Lie in red, under the fiery red bowknot, his hot eyes are so cold: "Why?"

"Why did you press me for 500 years?"

"you are wrong!"

His expression was cold, like a nine-day fairy god: "I originally wanted to suppress you for [-] years, and wait for the crater to erupt for the last time in accordance with the fate. The power in the middle is enough to wipe the entire Japan from the human territory. You, Fujiwara Meihong—”

He had that mocking look on his face: "—don't you understand? You're a plug I use to suppress the volcano."

Yakumo Zi, who was watching the battle in the dark, sighed sadly, she didn't know why Master didn't tell the truth, but used such words to stimulate the opponent instead.

"You are just a tool. You were just my concubine back then, not even a concubine. What is it if you are not a tool?"

"Is that right?"

The white-haired girl said to herself in despair, "I knew... I shouldn't have any hope for you..."

"Sunny - bright!"

The sharp whistling sound was like the final swan song of a phoenix about to be nirvana in the flames. Her eyes were already clear, and once all the emotions dissipated, only pure red remained.

The white hair danced wildly, and the red bow like a cockscomb was blown off by the strong wind.

Remilia's expression became more and more dignified. She hugged her sister and flew towards the Scarlet Devil Mansion with the little devil who was hugging Patchouli.

As the bow tie fell, a violent force erupted in Meihong's body. This was the precipitation of Mount Fuji for tens of thousands of years. The poisonous fire of evil spirits connected to the lungs of the earth was drawn by the ultimate hatred, densely covering the void.

The young Taoist stood in the midst of the terrifying ground fire, his eyes fixed, he just wiped it with his hand, as if he was wiping off the ketchup on the porcelain blue table with a rag, and looked at the white hair that was undergoing some kind of change. Girl: "You want to kill me?"

The girl with red makeup stared at him and said seriously: "I will kill you."

A smile bloomed on his face, and he made an inviting gesture: "Wonderful, wonderful, please come and kill me!"

A red light swayed the space.

Suddenly, a bright red light erupted from her body, and this red light caused the space to shake inexplicably.

A section of red silk, like a celestial maid's embroidery, swished and wrapped it directly towards him.

The red silk is bright in color. I don't know what material it is made of. Not only can it make the space sway, but it can also make people sway and lose their minds.

"Huntian Ling."

Xu Kaizhi's footsteps moved again, but Xiangyun emerged from the soles of his feet, and slightly avoided the rolled red silk. The red silk seemed to be ten thousand zhang long, and after rolling and winding, it wrapped around him again, and then tied it tightly. .

The aura of Huntian Lingshang is extremely powerful, it seems that this thing has been honed in the crater for hundreds of years, and its power is far greater than it was before.

The boy who was bound by the red silk still didn't have much expression, but looked at the girl who was rushing towards him, and suddenly laughed sarcastically: "A foreign object is always a foreign object, let alone this is something I gave you."

"Oh!"

The vermilion long silk on her body turned into butterflies all over the sky, flying in pieces, like random flowers on the bank of the river, which is charming to the eyes.

The sky was full of scarlet rags, the girl had white hair, was completely naked, and her naked jade body was burning with raging flames, and she slammed into his embrace.

His daoist robe was not damaged under the flames, Xu Kaizhi did not dodge, let all her attacks fall on him, no matter whether it was gouging his eyes or pulling his genitals, it was useless.

If the Penglai man would be resurrected after being killed, then he would be completely invulnerable, at least physically unable to break through that layer of clear light, so it would be impossible for her to injure him.

Even self-immolation with him is not enough.

"Isn't it okay to burn jade and stone together?"

As if coveting his embrace, Meihong, who had gone mad, whispered in his ear, affectionately and tenderly: "I really want to kill you..."

Suddenly twisted like a devil from hell: "But I can't seem to do it now..."

There was a hot poisonous fire in the center of the earth in his eyes, but he still could only make a "chi chi" friction sound on his surface, just like the white wolf tengu on the monster mountain grinding his teeth.

The space was slightly distorted under the extreme high temperature, but it still couldn't break through the thin layer of clear light, and it couldn't even hurt his clothes.

"Taoism is clean and free from dust, maybe you can try another method."

Xu Kaizhi seriously suggested to her: "You can try to let the sun kill me."

The girl looked like a child thinking about how much one plus one equals, and suddenly nodded seriously: "That makes sense."

Her body began to shine brightly, and the light filled every place of the two of them, and the great light disappeared in a flash, and the figures of the two of them were gone in Gensokyo.

Yakumo Zi walked out from the gap, looking at the sunshine in the sky, with a complex expression on her face.

"They... went to the sun."

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Sometimes too much literature and art will lead to an embarrassing situation called high and low. I used to treat Internet literature and traditional literature as equals, but now it seems that the difference is still very big.

Why is self-immolation a sensitive term? Because of Tiananmen.

Chapter 193 Chapter 26 Here Comes Mrs.

"Master Zi!"

The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox with a kitten in his arms came to Yakumo Zi, and looked at the tragic and messy scene by the lake of mist, his expression changed slightly: "This is it?"

The monster sage was silent, he just raised his head to look at the sun outside Gensokyo, with a complex expression on his face: "Fujiwara sister red, you are really cruel to yourself..."

Tianhu, who deduced a bit of the past, frowned: "Why didn't he tell the turkey the truth? Wouldn't that make everyone happy?"

The blond-haired, purple-eyed beauty stretched out her hand to open the umbrella to block the glare of the sun, with a gloomy look in her eyes: "I used to think it was pride, so why do you need to explain Master's pride? Enemies don't need him to explain, lovers don't need his explanation, but now That doesn't appear to be the case."

She lowered her head to look at the flames that were still burning, the traces of vermilion flames, and frowned tightly: "Fujiwara Meihong has actually integrated her mind with the original fire, if she knows what Master did back then If everything I do is to protect her, wouldn't the hatred for thousands of years become a joke, and by then she will really have no motivation to live..."

"Penglai people can't be killed, but what if she doesn't want to live?"

The monster sage was silent again.

"What should I do?"

Nine-Tailed Fox glanced at the Red Demon Mansion: "Master Zi, why don't you go and appease the pair of vampire sisters?"

"No, no, I don't like dealing with children..."

In fact, I just don’t like cute girls who are younger than me...

"What should I do? Let's make a salad!"

The blond girl waved at her shikigami, her face suddenly relaxed, and she smiled like a happy little girl: "He did all these shitty things by himself, so he won't help..."

"If you do what you do, you will die!"

On the night of Qixi a few months ago, Mei Li and Usa Jian Lianzi took advantage of the full moon reflected in a pool of clear water to escape to the Moon God Realm.

The same is true of Fujiwara Meihong's state now. Nanming Lihuo began to transform into Taiyang Zhenhuo after she had given up all her will to kill the person in front of her.

Flame-derived light, light is not only a kind of energy, but also a kind of matter. In theory, the closer the object moves to the speed of light, the time tends to stand still, and the passage of time itself is very slow, and the speed will be unbelievably fast. The light quanta that cannot be seen on a moonlit night are infinitely superimposed, but they can cross the distance between the earth and the sun in an instant.

When Xu Kaizhi's eyes lit up, he realized that he had come to a place where his eyes were full of bright red flames.

Infinite light and heat are burning in the universe, releasing energy to the cold and dark cosmic space, and it is also undergoing a series of fusion and fission. In all directions, the boundless light and heat, regardless of distance, makes Fujiwara girl red all at once. The temperature reached millions of degrees Celsius.

But she is not dead yet, because the person she clings to is not dead.

He didn't die, how could Meihong die?

How can you give up?How willing?

The clear light on Xu Kaizhi's body was like dew like electricity, but it became thinner and thinner under the extreme high temperature, and it would break through this layer of clear light in no time.

"remarkably brave."

He just nodded in admiration and didn't care about these real fires of the sun.

Starlight suddenly appeared in the nebula on the yellow Taoist robe, and there was a touch of yellow in the corona of the sun, and then this light yellow spread suddenly in all directions, the yellow cloud rolled, suddenly turned into black and white, and copulated from up to down, up and down , suddenly front and back, do the best of the Taoist dragon and tiger.

Huang Yun envelops the two of them like a clear ocean wave, the clear yellow sea surface reflects the sea of ​​stars in the sky, the air waves break through the sky, and a melodious bell rings from the depths of the distant universe.

Meihong slowly opened her eyes, the flames in her whole body had been extinguished now, but the flames in her eyes could not be extinguished no matter what, the Penglai people's physique was gradually returning to its original state.

The white-haired girl looked at him, stunned for a long time, and suddenly cried out, "Why aren't you dead yet?"

"I'm already like this, why aren't you dead?"

"Why don't you die? Why..."

The tears are like drops of fire tears, splashing starlight on the yellow cloud, under the nebula, no matter the terrifying light and heat of the sun or the particle storm are all blocked outside.

"The World Clock of Donghuang Wuliang Town itself is a star with the number of one yuan, how can it not even clean up a sun?"