moonlit night

On Jingming Mountain, the final battle between Qianyan and Guyue has entered a fierce stage.

The soldiers on the field were all red-eyed, wishing to wipe out all the opponents in front of them. Even if they were stabbed several times, they only wanted to pull a few more backs, and they didn't care about their own life or death.

The lieutenant general was drenched in blood, and he dealt with the besieging enemies in front of him a few times. When he turned his head and saw a familiar figure riding a tall horse not far away, he hurriedly pointed at the man, and shouted at Li Shang beside him: "General! Cangliu is there! Capture the thief, what is that, oh yes, capture the king first! If you kill him, the Yan Kingdom will be out of action!"

Li Shang casually wiped the blood that was winding down his face, a cold and stern look flashed in his eyes, he nodded to the lieutenant general to show his understanding, and then quickly chased after him with a knife in his hand.

Cang Liu seemed to be injured. Although he was still brave, he killed many ancient Yue soldiers along the way, but his speed was not fast. In addition, Li Shang's bay red horse was called a beast, and the distance between the two quickly narrowed. Yes, Cang Liu could even hear the excited sound of the purplish horse puffing and puffing behind him.

He looked back, but then he seemed to be dazzled by the light of Li Yan's knife urging him to die, and in a panic, he got into the thick woods beside him.

Li Shang rode his horse and followed closely behind. All the former Yan soldiers who encountered resistance along the way were killed with a knife. Soon, there were only two people left in the grove.

Cang Liu stopped suddenly, and stabbed the sword into its neck amidst the fierce roar of the war horse. He jumped down before the horse crashed to the ground, then nodded to the people who came up behind him, and said without changing his expression: "That's it."

Li Shang looked at all this expressionlessly, and said word by word: "The former Yan Admiral Cang Liu fell into our army's siege on Jingming Mountain, and he was beheaded by me under the stubborn resistance. You are satisfied with this way of death." ?"

"It's not satisfactory," Cang Liu said, "but it's still acceptable. After all, he died for the country, and his reputation is not bad."

These words touched Li Shang's sore point of "notoriety", so that he fell into a long silence, until he glanced at a sapphire plaque hanging on Cang Liu's waist, and finally opened his mouth again.

He asked, "What's that on your waist?"

"This one," Cang Liu took off the sapphire tablet, and carefully uncovered a corner, revealing the tiger talisman hidden in it, "Here, it was given to me by your king, probably because he wanted to borrow my hand to get rid of you, and then put the tiger talisman on it." Give me your place."

No wonder, when the army was mobilized this time, the king did not take the tiger talisman, but the transfer order signed by the jade seal.

Li Shang got off his horse, walked up to Cang Liu a few steps, snatched the tiger talisman from his hand, looked it over, and carefully put it into his bosom: "Don't tell anyone about this."

"Of course, I'm dead, who am I going to tell?" Cang Liu stared at him sharply, "I just don't understand, he wants you to die, why are you still so kind to him?"

Good enough to save his life at all costs.

Li Shang glanced at him: "What does this have to do with you?"

"It has nothing to do with me, but I don't understand everything," Cang Liu shrugged indifferently, "Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death. What I don't understand is that since you made up your mind from the beginning If you are determined to do such a dangerous thing, why do you want to provoke him? Don't forget, today is the last day, and you will return to the Demon Realm with me in a short time."

Li Shang was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled softly: "It's very simple, because I'm not reconciled."

He seldom showed such a clear and shallow smile, so young that he looked a little youthful, as if he had just returned from a walk by the river with the person he liked, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness, without any trace of evil spirit.

Not reconciled to fate stopping here, not reconciled that he still doesn't know his own mind, not reconciled to no shadow of himself in the gloomy future.

But there is no regret, as long as he can live well.

Cang Liu squinted his eyes, and suddenly leaned into his ear, whispered quickly: "Then do you want to know, if King Gu Yue knows what you have done for him, how will he react?"

Li Shang suddenly turned his head and said coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting," Cang Liu raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not me, it's someone else who wants to fish in troubled waters. If you don't believe me, look to the upper right."

Li Shang looked at it according to his words, but happened to meet the eyes of King Gu Yue who was standing in the distance.

It was a very complicated look, mixed with extreme shock and pain, as if he suddenly didn't know Li Shang.

King Guyue stood on the mountainside in a daze, listening to the young man beside him continue to distort the facts:

"Look, I didn't lie to you. These two people conspired to kill innocent people indiscriminately. They used the technique of blood prohibition. I don't know how many people's lives have been taken! They must be trying to control you through magic to satisfy you. Kill more people for your own selfish desires! You have a kind heart, you must stop them from harming others, and I need your cooperation if I want to capture the demon later."

King Guyue felt himself like a leaf that was tottering in the wind, and was dizzy by the wind. He subconsciously supported the tree beside him, and said softly, "What can I do?"

"It's very simple, just wait and don't move." Feng Tong took out the sword from nowhere, put it on King Guyue's neck, and then said loudly to Li Shang: "Listen, my lord, now In my hands, I now order you to put down your weapon and capture it with nothing, don't try to play tricks, swords have no eyes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the long knife in Li Shang's hand "clanged" and was thrown far away by the master.

Almost at the moment when the knife was out of hand, there was a rustling sound in the woods, and more than a dozen burly bandits, holding bright knives in their hands, approached the two people in the middle very quickly.

When Jun Changye arrived at Jingming Mountain, he only glanced at it from a distance, and saw that the sky above the mountain was shrouded in an ominous bloody shadow.

Ordinary people can't see it with their naked eyes, and they probably just feel that the sky is extremely dark today, but in the eyes of Jun Changye, it is impressively full of resentful souls screaming wantonly, and there are a steady stream of newborns from the battlefield. The resentful souls in the sky waited for an opportunity to devour them.

The more souls you devour, the greater your own power will be. In the end, a vortex of energy will be formed, attracting more and more resentful souls into the interior. In the end, in the depths of this vortex, a cloud of resentment will be condensed into the sky. the kernel.

There are already four or five pills with some blood in the air, which are the blood cores that are about to form, but Jun Changye didn't care to wait for them to form, so he drove his horse into the chaotic battlefield of Jingming Mountain, trying to find Li Shang figure.

But there are too many people, and the battle is too tragic. There are screams and broken limbs everywhere, and the corpses are piled up into mountains. It is a hell on earth.Jun Changye didn't want to stay inside for a moment, but once he got involved, how could it be so easy to get out?

A red-eyed person slashed at him with a knife. Jun Changye's heart sank, and he was about to draw out the Xinghe Sword at his waist to fight, but suddenly a gun came in sideways, blocking the knife for him, and then With a backhand stab, he stabbed neatly into the enemy's heart.

Jun Changye turned his head and saw that it was Li Shang's lieutenant general.

"I recognize you, the people next to the king?" The deputy general said loudly to Jun Changye while being wary of the enemies who might rush over at any time: "It's too dangerous here, what are you doing here? Come, I'll take you out."

The situation was urgent, and Jun Changye didn't care to talk to him, so he went straight to the topic and said, "I have something urgent, where is the general?"

The deputy general waved his hand and pointed in a certain direction: "Over there! The general is chasing Cangliu."

Cang Liu...

In an instant, a gap in the thoughts that had been imprisoned for a long time finally opened at this moment. Jun Changye was stunned for a moment as if thinking about it, and then ran towards the dense forest quickly without thinking about thanking him.

But at this moment, deep in the dense forest, the tense confrontation is still going on.

The Sand Bandit holding a scimitar and iron rod was getting closer and closer to the two of Li Shang. Cang Liu looked around and frowned innocently: "Hey, why do I feel that what's happening now seems to have nothing to do with me. Am I right? Should I avoid it?"

What he said was actually very reasonable, but unfortunately, no one present was in the mood to understand him.

Li Shang stared intently at the sword that Feng Tong held on King Guyue's neck, the fierceness and hostility condensed in his eyes seemed to be real, and even people like Feng Youjing flinched unconsciously from that gaze.

Perhaps for the sake of demonstration and also to strengthen himself, Fengtong moved the sword an inch closer, and at the same time loudly ordered to the sand bandits below: "What are you doing all the time! Take him down quickly! After you take it down, pick him first!" Tesuji, so as not to cause further complications!"

The masked sand bandits approached step by step from all sides, and raised their sticks high behind Li Shang, but Li Shang turned a blind eye to it, and only shifted his gaze from the sword to the side face of King Qingjun of Ancient Yue, he closed his eyes, suddenly He said, "You let him go."

The iron rod picked up the wind, and hit Li Shang mercilessly. He staggered a bit, but still stabilized, and continued to stand still, waiting for the other party to reply.

There was a hint of weakness in those words, Feng Tong squinted her eyes, and said proudly: "What? I can't hear you."

Li Shang said word by word: "Let him go, I can do whatever you want me to do."

"Okay," Feng Tong suddenly laughed wildly, "General Li Yan, as long as you immediately apologize with death, I guarantee that His Majesty King Gu Yue will not suffer any harm."

At this moment, King Gu Yue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

He called his name: "Li Yan."

Feng Tong was startled, quickly turned her head and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, he has been lying to you, don't be fooled by him again."

"Ask him a few words alone." King Gu Yue said indifferently, after finishing speaking, he took a few steps forward, condescendingly looking down at the distressed people below.

"General," he said, "always, is it really you?"

It was a long story, but they both knew what it meant.

Li Shang suddenly didn't dare to continue looking at him, lowered his eyes, and nodded very lightly.

"Did you really use the art against the sky? Have you used your own and other people's blood?"

"……Yes."

"You are good at using forbidden techniques, do you have any other purpose besides...?"

"Nothing."

"Today is the last day, what do you mean?"

"Today's formation is completed, you can be reborn," Cang Liu interjected, "As for him, he is probably going to die."

King Gu Yue suddenly couldn't speak any more. He carefully traced every inch of Li Shang's face with greedy eyes, imagining with fascination what kind of pain this man had gone through for himself.

He had read those ancient books that said that if one wanted to change one's life against the heavens, one had to change one's life, and the one who changed one's life would suffer from the devouring spirit of resentment, day and night, unable to escape.

How did Li Shang survive such a day?

Is it only under such circumstances that he is willing to tell the truth?

Once this kind of sorcery starts, it cannot be interrupted, and the only way to get rid of this pain is for one of them to die.

I feel that I have dragged others down enough in this life, and when it happens, I really don’t want to continue to be a burden.What's more, the lives of innocent people were involved, so let's pay them back together.

"Thank you, Li Shang," King Gu Yue smiled softly, with a carefree and relaxed expression that he had never seen before, "If there is a next life, I will make it up to you."

Feng Tong instinctively felt that the wind was wrong, just about to turn around to control the field, but suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen, looked down, and found a very short dagger stuck there.

Feng Tong was startled, and instinctively wanted to pull it out, but his hand lost strength because of this, the sword was only a few inches away from King Guyue's slender neck, and in a frenzy, he made a heart-shattering opening.

Blood spurted out, and the proud and dusty king jumped down from the hundred-foot-high Jingming Mountain in a decisive gesture with a last bit of nostalgia.

He fell so fast, like a kite with a broken string, before others could react, he plunged into the depths of the grass and was covered by those flowers.

It snowed suddenly.

Li Shang still maintained his original posture, and his whole figure suddenly turned into a stone statue, as if nothing had happened as long as he didn't move or listen or look.

The knife was thrown far away by Cang Liu, Li Shang subconsciously caught it, and reacted mechanically, where the sharp knife light passed, all the bandits around fell to the ground.

Finally, amidst the dead bodies everywhere, he clutched his chest in a daze, bent down, and vomited out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Someone came from behind and patted him on the shoulder.

It is Cang Liu.

"According to me," he said, "you have done enough, he can't live anymore, you...sorry, come with me."

Li Shang shook off his hand, straightened up unsteadily, and said hoarsely, "Help me kill the man above."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Cang Liu and walked towards the clump of flowers and trees staggeringly.

One step, two steps, getting closer, but he suddenly hesitated, not daring to go any further, but this distance was enough to see clearly.

The man lay there quietly, his expression could be called serene, but his body was completely stained with blood, which made his face extraordinarily beautiful.

After jumping from such a high place, he was still breathing. At this moment, he was looking at Li Shang without blinking, with a faint smile on his lips.

Li Shang knelt down trembling, lowered his head and wiped off the blood and sand on his face very gently, and then hugged him very hard, as if he wanted to embed life into his body.

King Guyue opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out continuously, mixed with broken internal organs, and stained the armor on Li Shang's front.

He frowned, as if he cared, and wanted to reach out to help wipe off Li Shang, but he couldn't lift his arm, so he could only sigh silently, and slowly wrote something on the ground with his moving fingers, with a painful expression on his face.

The internal organs seemed to be torn apart, the broken bones squeezed the chest cavity, wishing they could pierce the flesh and break out.

Even breathing is a torment.

Li Shang, has he ever endured such pain?

"Don't talk about it, I understand," Li Shang pressed against King Guyue's cheek, and whispered in his ear, "I just want to ask you, if I told you earlier, what would you do? You still want to kill me ?"

King Gu Yue looked at him, with the answer clearly written in his eyes.

want.

If this is not the case, it is not enough to comfort the souls of the world.

Li Shang seemed to know the answer a long time ago, but just stared at him with a complicated expression for a moment, then lowered his head, bit the man's cold lips fiercely, and sucked hard.

A cold liquid slipped from the corner of his eyes, Li Shang didn't care, but from the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the sand next to King Guyue's right hand, where a few words were written in a mess:

"Death and life are broad"

But I will not live alone, no matter whether it is in the dark spring or blue sky, whether it is life or death, I will go with you.

There is no need to say anything later.

The icy liquid flowed faster and faster, Li Yan raised his head, tremblingly picked up the knife in hand, then almost didn't look at it, and inserted it into the chest of the man in his arms.

The knife was very accurate and fast, almost at the moment the knife fell, the man's head turned away silently, and he lost his breath.

There was crystal snow falling on King Guyue's long eyelashes, Li Shang took off his cloak, covered him carefully, and said in a coaxing tone like a child:

"When you get there, wait for me, it won't be long."

He paused for a moment, and there was a cold light in his eyes: "But right now, they must be buried with you first."