don't pass time

On the battlefield of Shangnanshan, Qianye turned into a real body, and used the holy fire to fight a way out of the sea of ​​enemies. Everyone who should have escaped had already fled down the mountain, and only Tang Yixuan, who was entangled by He Baqiang, was left. and Ye Chennan.

Then He Baqiang has always been a person who never hesitates when running away, but now he doesn't know whether he is mad because he is red-eyed, or seeing the opponent fleeing and thinking that he will win, he just keeps attacking, just not letting the two people out of the encirclement .

Fang Chenxi entrusted Tang Yiyun to Zhang Ziyang, and turned back into the enemy line to save the two people.Several people hit the edge of the cliff, seeing that they could not escape, Tang Yixuan suddenly slammed into He Baqiang from behind, grabbed him tightly, and the two fell towards the abyss together.

During the fall, He Baqiang turned over and grabbed a small tree on the edge of the cliff. Tang Yixuan hung on him, stopped suddenly, hit the cliff wall, and fell completely.

He Baqiang hurriedly kicked him, but Tang Yixuan kept his hands tightly hugged.He hated it, and the gun had already fallen, so he reached out and aimed at Tang Yixuan's Tianling Gai: "Little bastard."

At this moment of life and death, He Baqiang suddenly stretched out a hand from behind, and it passed through his entire chest without any obstacles, and blood dripped out from his chest.Tang Yixuan opened his eyes wide in horror, and saw a man lying on the cliff wall covered in blood and beyond recognition.

Even though he was no longer human or ghost, Tang Yixuan recognized his elder brother who should have passed away long ago, and he murmured: "Elder brother..."

Tang Yi'an seemed to be smiling, but her whole face became more ferocious.He pulled out the hand that pierced He Baqiang's chest, and held He Baqiang's body steady. The little tree couldn't bear the pressure and began to creak.Tang Yixuan lifted Tang Yixuan's back collar with his other clean hand, and flicked it upwards, just in time to throw him into Ye Chennan's arms.

Ye Chennan and Fang Chenxi glanced down, leading Tang Yixuan to jump out of the encirclement several times.

Tang Yi'an looked at the edge of the cliff where she could no longer see anything, and with a vicious and satisfied smile, she fell into the abyss together with the heartbroken He Baqiang.

In the cave, Lin Nuanfeng had already drawn formations around, and the two were silently looking at the coffin.If things go well, the people in the coffin, the primordial spirit on the stone, and all the creatures on the entire Shangnan Mountain will be wiped out, and there will be no room for change.

Mo Niannian clenched the small bottle of blood: "Let's go."

Lin Nuanfeng looked at her impatiently, reached out and held her hand: "I'm with you."

"Don't be stupid." Mo Niannian tilted his head, "It's not like you don't know that the area around the coffin rejects the spiritual energy of living people, and I just lost my spiritual energy. Isn't this God's will?"

Seeing that Lin Nuanfeng was about to speak, Mo Niannian quickly interrupted: "Hurry up and go down the mountain, Fang Yiyue and Lu Yuan are not ordinary people, maybe they can still survive. If the matter is resolved, can you see Lu Yuan? Tell him for me, let him remember me?"

Lin Nuanfeng began to choke up, and Mo Niannian took a deep breath.

"Am I a little selfish like this? But once I think that he will forget me, I feel very unwilling, and I feel like I can't breathe. I am so powerful, and I have saved so many people he loves, which makes him feel a little sad Just remember me." She touched Lin Nuanfeng's face, "Don't be so warm, you look better when you smile. We should use the smallest price in exchange for more lives, and one more sacrifice is meaningless. I know you don't need my advice."

"Go." Mo Niannian opened her fingers and stretched out her hand to push her, just in time to push her into Ye Chennan's arms who came in a hurry.

With tears in his eyes, Lin Nuanfeng saw her smile, Ye Chennan glanced at her from a distance, and took Lin Nuanfeng away quickly.

Mo Niannian stretched out her hand to wipe her face, the formation around her was already glowing faintly, she wanted to walk to the side of the coffin at the peak of the light, and pour blood on the stone stained with too much blood and evil thoughts.

There was a huge empty pit in front of it, and the bottom of the pit was a crater, and there was no way to reach the other shore in the middle, but Mo Niannian walked away without hesitation.She walked very steadily, as if a suspended trestle bridge was opened for her, and she didn't know if the gods in the cave were supporting her feet.

Not long after, he arrived beside the coffin, and the stone was still spinning slowly, saying it was redemption and rebirth, more like evil thoughts and curses.

Mo Niannian finally saw Fang Susu's face clearly, it was so beautiful, and she didn't know if the stone was bewitching people's hearts, she felt dizzy for a moment, and almost wanted to throw away the thing in her hand and jump Into that void full of sex.

But there is a way in the sky, and everything has its own destiny.

She who had lost her spiritual power was no longer restricted by mana at this time, and the great fires around her were reflected in her eyes like shining stars.She stretched out her hand and pointed the mouth of the blood bottle at the fluorescent stone.

At this time in the underworld, Emperor Fengdu's sword had already reached Yan Lang's throat, but suddenly it trembled to reveal a flaw, Yan Lang took the opportunity to push his sword away and smiled slightly.

There was a dagger stuck in his chest, which was left to Yan Lang by Tang Qian's dream before he died.At that dangerous moment just now, Yan Lang threw the dagger like a dart, and hit his heart right before his sword pierced his throat.

"Do you really think my mind is so weak?" Yan Lang pulled out his dagger, "It's just to show you a flaw. I will bear my sins myself, and I don't need you to remind me."

Emperor Fengdu smiled inexplicably: "This dagger..."

Yan Lang frowned slightly. He actually didn't understand why the dagger would hurt Emperor Fengdu, but his mind was disturbed just now, and when he was in the nick of time, he suddenly realized that he had already held the dagger in his hand, and then acted out of instinct. trick.

Emperor Fengdu wore blue shirts all the year round, but today he wore a white robe.He knelt on the ground, bleeding from the wound that had just healed quickly, as if his armor was splitting, and large dazzling flower clusters were dyed on the white base cloth.

The corner of his mouth was dripping with blood, and when he looked up at Yan Lang, he said in a somewhat relieved tone, "Finally...finally..."

The head that was once mighty but always calm was lowered forever, and the dagger in Yan Lang's hand shone with a faint light, which was fleeting.

Maybe there was a thousand years of resentment hidden in that dagger, or maybe the person he was looking forward to being reborn never thought of taking the first step.So in the end what?Finally free, or finally no longer alone?

If you don't know what you can't say, then there's no need to say it.

Yan Lang held the demon-slaying knife, tightly closed his eyes and exhaled, the knife swung twice and he almost lost his footing.Just when he was wondering how vulnerable his current body was, he realized that it wasn't himself that was trembling, but the entire Luofeng Mountain, no, it was the whole world that was trembling.

He raised his eyebrows and left immediately.

The destination in his mind was the top of Shangnan Mountain, but when he reached the ground, he found that he landed on the bank of Yanshui River. He could see the raging fire on Shangnan Mountain at a glance, and there were explosions that could shake the entire ground again and again. The flames and explosions seemed to be about to cross the Yanshui.

Screams and cries sounded from the river bank, echoing the wailing and howling of ghosts and wolves on the mountain on the other side. Not far away were the people who had escaped from Shangnan Mountain. Qianye Chennan and the others were all there, but Lu Yuan and Fang Yiyue were nowhere to be seen.

Yan Lang understood what happened in an instant, and he flew over without hesitation.Qianye stretched out his hand to grab him, but before he could catch up, Yan Lang was bounced back in the next second.

A barrier was erected above Yanshui, and the flames and explosions were all isolated on the other side of the river. The red stones and debris hit the barrier under the huge impact force, and all turned back to the other side and fell into Yanshui , The surface of the water immediately boiled.

Something suddenly sprang out from the flames of Shangnanshan. Yan Lang gripped the demon-slaying knife tightly, and looked into the distance with everyone, just in time to see a black dragon piercing through a black shadow, and then the two entangled into a ball and fell into the sea of ​​flames again Gone.

A sharp and mournful voice sounded, and it lingered for a long time.

Three days.

Yan Lang had been waiting by the Yanshui River for three days and three nights, and the fire on Shangnan Mountain was gradually extinguished, leaving only the scorched black eyes and small balls of flames that ignited from time to time.

He couldn't get through, the barrier had been dutifully guarding the peace of the Nether Valley before and after the fire went out.

No one believed that Lu Yuan and Fang Yiyue were still alive.

His eyes were dull, blood was all over his body, the wound was scabbed and cracked, cracked and scabbed again, no one dared to come over and say a word to him.

There was a dead silence.

"Yan Lang." Someone called him.

He moved his head slightly.

"Senior Brother." It seemed to be a voice I knew before.

"Yan Lang."

The voice sounded again, Yan Lang thought he was in a trance again, but he slowly raised his head and found two people standing in front of him.

It's Fang Yiyue and Mo Yu, the real Fang Yiyue and Mo Yu who have no upside-down souls, they are both the most beautiful and freshest thousands of years ago.

Both of them were wearing clean robes, the style was exactly the same, but the color was one green and the other blue.Fang Yiyue's face is softer than Mo Yu's, but his facial features are more open, but both of them have the same pair of slender eyes, which are exactly the same as their mother's.

Fang Yiyue pointed at him with a smile: "Senior brother, look at you are dirty."

Mo Yu was also smiling beside him, very softly, Fang Yiyue turned her head and looked at him dissatisfied: "Okay, okay, you like him anyway. I'll go to my mother first, brother, come quickly .”

Mo Yu nodded, Fang Yiyue turned and walked towards Yanshui, and suddenly disappeared.

Yan Lang stared blankly at Mo Yu, as if he hadn't reacted yet.Mo Yu knelt down and took his head into his arms in distress, Yan Lang opened his mouth a few times before making a dry voice with difficulty: "Xiao Yuan?"

Mo Yu nodded: "It's me, it's your Xiao Yuan, and it's Yan Lang's Lu Yuan."

His eyes, which had been dry for three days and three nights, suddenly became blurred. Yan Lang reached out and hugged his waist tightly. He wanted to say you don't want to go, but tears not only blurred his eyes, but also muffled his voice.

Mo Yu wanted to break away from him, but even though his movements were very light and clear, he was still shocked. He clasped his hands tightly and refused to let go, so he leaned back, lifted his chin, and lowered his head to kiss the corner of his eyes.

The face is Mo Yu's face that often looks unruly and uninhibited, but the smile is the sunny smile that the young Lu Yuan often has. He looks like a brand new person at this time, he has not been contaminated by the darkness of the world, and he has neither There is no old hatred in the new hatred.

He said, "Don't cry."

After speaking, he freed up a hand to wipe away Yan Lang's tears, but before his fingertips touched his face, the whole person had already disappeared in the air.

But for a moment.

Yan Lang's arms suddenly became empty, he was stunned, and looked up blankly, looking around, back and forth.

The water flowed quietly, and the wind blew through the skirt of his clothes. He took a few steps forward on his knees, paused, and his whole back suddenly collapsed.

The people on the ground buried their faces in the soil, leaving only a pair of slightly trembling shoulder blades in the sky.

Silent and silent.

The author has something to say:

This paragraph is torturing yourself.Woohoo, there is an epilogue and a side story.