Xu Fu

Are you right! !In order to seize the throne, you practiced a demonic obstacle that the world cannot tolerate!patricide!Kill Dijiang's mother!Kill all the creatures in the world! "

"So what! Do you want me to live! Or do you want Nandijiang to live!"

Zhijiu looked at him without hesitation: "I want to."

"Dream," Qi Fengyu said with a cold smile. He stood up, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhijiu. There was helplessness, anger, or mockery in his eyes. He stretched out his hand, and pointed his black nails at Zhijiu's throat: "You are really Greedy, wanting everything, how can this world be so good? I advise you to get out of here immediately, or I will kill you first."

Zhijiu did not hide, he heard Qi Fengyu's words, and smiled softly - that smile was gentle and tender, against the white clothes like pear blossoms, it was like bathing in the spring breeze, just like the shocking beauty when the two first met.

"I have allowed you to do many things willfully, but this time is the only one."

He allowed Qi Fengyu to lose his temper with him, he allowed Qi Fengyu to order him to serve him domineeringly, and he also allowed Qi Fengyu to kill countless lives, but only this time, the other party wanted to seize the spiritual power of the divine beast of the Tao , To deal with Nandijiang, he had to stop it.

Qi Fengyu tilted her head when she heard this, without changing her face: "Do you know that keeping you by my side is my greatest indulgence?"

Zhijiu nodded, and replied: "Then die, it must be a good choice to die under Feng'er."

"Are you so willing to die for the Nandi River?" Qi Fengyu's smile became brighter and brighter. He had never smiled so brightly in his life, but he did it at this time. Flipping the book: "Idiot! If you're dead, wouldn't I kill Nandijiang?!"

"At least I won't watch him get killed." Zhijiu still smiled gently, as if she had indulged Qi Fengyu many times: "Besides, if I want to kill you, I can't do it."

"Idiot, coward..." Qi Fengyu grabbed Zhijiu's shoulders suddenly, with such strength that it seemed that he would kill him in the next second, but Zhijiu still looked at him like this, without saying a word.

In an instant, Qi Fengyu's fingertips moved slightly, and without waiting for the opponent's reaction, he quickly set up a lock formation around Zhijiu's body.His expression softened a bit, while Zhijiu's face turned pale for a moment, and he looked at him in astonishment.

Qi Fengyu's red lips opened and closed, and the words she said were icy cold: "Po Niao, take a good look, how did I mess up my respect, take these two divine beasts, and then kill Nandijiang. "

He jumped up, like a black poppy blooming from the sea of ​​dreams, coquettish and evil, with evil demonic barriers and destructive power, disobeying the Tao and punishing all things.

He was born with sensitivity and vulnerability, persistence and viciousness, hatred and jealousy.He is a demon, if he is not crazy, he will not survive, if he sees blood, he will not stop, if he does not express his ideas, he will not stop, and if he sees a coffin, he will not shed tears.

But what he didn't expect was that Zhijiu, a predestined broken bird, came halfway to bite the gold, and used all his magical spirits to break through his chain formation, and took it abruptly and almost without reservation. The magic spirit of his enchantment.

Qi Fengyu was stunned, as if struck by lightning, and the proud screams of the two divine beasts accompanied her ears. The howls were primitive and ridiculous, full of eardrums, piercing and sharp.

The blood on Zhijiu's body was too unreal, so unreal that he couldn't believe it was flowing from him—yes, how could this broken bird bleed, shouldn't he stay in his own formation , shouldn't he be looking at himself tenderly and coaxing himself?

"Why...why..."

Before he could wait for Zhijiu's answer, the man he hated to the bone suddenly appeared, accompanied by a roar that was close to a roar, and a roaring attack.

Like the attack of hellfire, Qi Fengyu suddenly dodged one after another, and when she turned her head, she saw Nan Di Jiang's face distorted by anger: "You actually killed him...you actually wanted to kill him!! Your How dark and vicious is the heart?!"

Killed... How is it possible, I like Jijiu so much, how is it possible.Qi Fengyu read this, muttering in his mouth, with a dull expression as if he had lost his soul;

"No... I didn't... I didn't mean it... It was him... He rushed up..."

Thinking back to the scene just now, Qi Fengyu couldn't speak clearly, just like when he apologized to his father thousands of times for the mistakes he made when he was a child, he couldn't explain and never gained the other party's trust.

He saw Nandijiang help Zhijiu who was dying on the ground, and the latter still had a smile on his mouth, opening and closing his mouth as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear it clearly, not at all.

"Zhijiu, Zhijiu...you open your eyes and don't sleep, you know?!" Nan Dijiang was sweating profusely, his lips were pale.

"Dijiang...don't blame Feng'er..."

"Zhijiu! You are still indulging him until now! You don't know what he has done!" Nandijiang became furious, "Now even you have been hurt like this by him!"

"He... doesn't want... Please let him go..."

"I'm willing to let him go! But he won't let the world go!" Nan Dijiang's eyes became more and more ruthless, "You know that Xi'er was killed by him and is still unconscious, and countless people in the world have been killed and injured. I will never tolerate him !"

"I know...it's my fault...just let his sins be punished on me..."

"Don't close your eyes! Don't you want this piece of jade? I'll give it to you right now, but don't go to sleep, okay?!" Nan Dijiang quickly took out the piece of Resentment of Remnant Dream from his bosom and put it in front of Zhijiu, anxiously The voice became hoarse.

"Dijiang... that person is you..."

——"There is a person who is very close to me, but even if I try my best in this life, I can't touch it, so I never go beyond it."

--"who is he?"

——"I will tell you when I am dying."

Qi Fengyu's tranced mind was suddenly awakened when he saw Zhijiu close his eyes. He took a step forward, and Nan Dijiang immediately looked up at him, and the two eyes met in conflict.

"It's not me..." Qi Fengyu murmured absently.

Nandijiang looked at the white peony on the Dream Sea, and said coldly: "I'm going to kill you, don't let your dirty blood dirty these flowers."

"Not me, not me..."

"You were the one who killed my father, and you were the one who killed my mother! You killed the common people... Now that he died at your hands, how can you ask me to forgive you?!"

When Qi Fengyu heard this, he swung towards Nandijiang suddenly, his black nails glowed with black air, and with the power to put him to death, he roared like crazy: "I said it, it's not me, it's not me, it's really not me! !!"

Only at this moment, his sanity was like a broken kite, he lost control and attacked Nandijiang fiercely, and lost his mind, leaving only the thought of killing and destroying everything in his body.

During the crazy killing, he might still remember the past between him and Zhijiu, the sweet kisses, the pampering kisses, the lingering love words that are both real and illusory—but all of them are in front of his eyes In the reality of reality, it became countless fragments, which was cruel and stern.

Until a sword pierced his heart and ended his life, he still did not believe that he killed Zhijiu and his beloved.

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"Heaven and earth are united, Dao has permanence, do you know that your sins are serious?" the white-haired old man asked.

"I don't know." The lonely soul of the man in black replied.

The old man frowned slightly, and said: "It's really presumptuous, it seems that if the punishment is not severe, it really is impossible to explain to all living beings."

There was an evil and cold smile in the man's eyes, and his red lips parted slightly: "Old man, do you usually talk like this nonsense?"

Daoist Xuying sighed helplessly: "Qifengyu, you have committed a lot of crimes, and you must not escape into reincarnation and harm future generations. According to Taoism, you should be sentenced to life after life as a stone in the sea of ​​dreams, and you will never be able to turn over again."

Qi Fengyu didn't react when he heard that, as if Taoist Xuying's sentence had nothing to do with him, he just said, "Where is Zhijiu?"

Taoist Xuying paused, stroked his beard and sighed: "I thought you were hard-hearted, but you still miss him." Because of you, the suffering of reincarnation for the rest of his life will be relieved."

"In the first life... what about the next life, where will he be?"

Taoist Xuying shook his head, seeing all the vicissitudes of life: "Even if you know, what can you do, he has already forgotten you, and you will forget him too."

I have been made of stubborn stones for life and life, thinking that the mind and spirit are pure, and the seven emotions and six desires are all empty.Stumbled and stumbled and broke the taboo, and finally completed the six rounds of reincarnation, and the internal organs were clear and cute.

Dao said, his soul is an endless demonic barrier, so dirty that it can only be washed away by being solidified into a stone and buried in the sea of ​​dreams, and Nan Di Jiang did the same.

His soul has been turned into stone, it will be stone for thousands of thousands of years, and it will be stone for eternity forever. Out of reincarnation.

And the dream sea that washed his soul shrank into a long river winding around Wangqiong Cliff after tens of thousands of years. The name of that river—presumably all the judges knew it, so it was called Qinghe.

——Magic Obstacle·Phoenix Tribulation·End——

Three days.

For three days in World War I, there was no sound on the ruins, and after the beacon fires were burned out, there was no sound of ruined walls.

The battle seems to be over, but the immortals haven't retreated yet.

The man in the red silk and satin gown stepped on the wreckage of Si Mansion, holding a long whip, and his unruly expression was alert at this time, as if he was looking for He, it was the master Li Si.

"It seems that I still can't find it." Se Jian shrugged needlessly, flicked his long whip lightly, and drew another mark on the plaque of the Sifu that fell in the ruins, showing the heartiness after the war.

"If there is no dead body, he must have escaped." Fu speculated.

"How is that possible?" Gui Di frowned, his temper still grumpy: "Just now we surrounded Shenghuan, there was no gap at all, Mi Luosheng and Wang Chuan couldn't possibly know in advance!"