Xu Fu

..." Dian Xuechen held Jin Yuan's face in horror, blood dripped continuously on his clothes, and the pleasant apricot fragrance was covered by bloody smell, which made him very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

For thousands of years, only Bei Li has been by my side, it is Bei Li who treats me carefully, it is Bei Li who has always spoiled me, it is Bei Li who remembers all his likes and dislikes clearly, and it is Bei Li who tells himself that he will let me go. His unfettered life... In the thousands of years of solitude, there is nothing but love...

"No... I said I won't leave Qing'an..." Jin Yuan's voice became softer and weaker, his heart beat slower and slower, his vision was blurred by the pain all over his body, he struggled with the last bit of consciousness and lay down in the hall Xuechen murmured the three words he had hidden for hundreds of years in his ears.

"I love you……"

"puff"

"puff"

The powerful heartbeat gradually quieted down, like the last ray of sunlight at dusk was cut off by the mountains, and the world was pitch black.

"You..." Dian Xuechen was stunned for a moment, feeling dizzy in front of his eyes, and finally closing his eyes, the dense light stream from the twilight sparrow rushed towards them with overwhelming momentum, as if death was already expected...

The multiplied stream of light is so long that it fills the sky, and even the most secret sky cannot be hidden.

Su Ziku covered his mouth and nose, squinted his eyes with dry leaves, and felt that his strength was losing little by little.He knew that he didn't have any spiritual power at the moment, and the best way was to stay away from the flames, but this was just a naive thought.

Spirit absorption and flames are very similar to Lisi's spells, but not completely similar.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly there was a flame rushing in front of him, and he faltered, only to feel that the blazing fire swept past his ears, and it was so hot that it was about to burn him——he had avoided many streamers just now, and now this thing was like spider silk It is so densely covered, I am afraid that there will be no possibility of escape if we go down.

Thinking of this, Su Ziku chuckled, the scene he saw was about to put him to death.If there is anything in this world that makes him nostalgic, the memories of thousands of years will flood in at this moment, but it will be a mess, and I don't know if it is worth it or not.

He, Su Ziku, has always been ruthless, if he were to die now, the one who would be unwilling would probably be the wisdom of Master Xunsi and the task entrusted to him.

For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly thought of You Ming's stone-like stiff face, and realized that he hadn't paid attention to him since dealing with the red flowers and green leaves and found that the dead world was wrong, and he should be doing it now, too. Life and death are lost in this stream of light.Thinking of this, he chuckled, this Youming is just one of him among thousands of flowers, and the thoughts at this moment finally settled on him, maybe it is the treatment of a new lover.

He squinted his eyes, still tall and tall, looking at the flames, he felt that his consciousness was gradually losing.Thinking about the moment of the spring night a few days ago, he couldn't help but evoked a romantic and elegant smile—that little stone was also cute, which made him feel a lot.

In an instant, You Ming... or a person who looked very much like You Ming, suddenly appeared in the light of the fire, and the black clothes were flying like the wings of a crow, like a bottomless hell.

Su Ziku's eyes widened suddenly, and he blinked to confirm that it was not an illusion—You Ming was still strolling leisurely in the presumptuous stream of light, with three thousand black hair coiled up with a thin rope—he still remembered It was tied by him himself, and the two red beads at the end could still be seen swaying in the light.

He wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't, his body seemed out of control, as if struggling on the verge of waking up from a dream, he sat up startled and fell asleep in doubt.

There seemed to be cracks in the scene in front of me, and it was crumbling to shatter.

He tried his best to look at the person who looked like You Ming, and could vaguely see that figure slowly turning around. It was still the same expressionless face, but at the moment it was strangely hairy-the lips that were originally bright red now seemed Stained with blood, with a distorted smile, it dripped wantonly into a river, meandering into the depths of darkness.

In the next moment, he fell into the boundless wilderness, not knowing how many stars there were.

I can only look at the dark night, a bright mirror, ancient and remote.

Wake up, wake up.

The author's words: 0.0 may have a strange world view. According to the setting of Zhouyi, the brain hole is a bit big.Let me explain briefly. You can imagine that the anode and cathode of the two protoss are the emperors of the yang and yin realms respectively. The heads of the eight divisions are the eight princes, and the servants are the assistants of the princes. They are common people, and each clan has its own leader. In this triangular hierarchy, one level governs the other.In the end, the Yang Yi and Yin Yi are similar to the parents of heaven and earth, which override all living beings.

From the perspective of the plot, now that the demon clan and the ghost clan are going to do something, Dianxuechen Suziku and they go to the folks to investigate, and finally successfully win over the ghost clan's Yuanfu, let them cooperate internally and externally, and then set off for home.The Yin and Yang worlds are teleported through a tree, but now it seems that there is a bug in this teleportation, and they are sent to the interlayer "dead world" between the two worlds. This dead world has nine layers. The Nine Layers of Hell, each floor has two teleportation stones, one teleports out and the other teleports to the next floor, and now they find that this teleportation stone is also bugged, both teleportation are on the next floor, and finally they came to the ninth floor Layer, I saw the sparrow at dusk, the divine beast, and this sparrow attacked them, and in the end life and death were uncertain, it was as simple as that~

I don’t know if I can understand it when I explain it like this~~ I still welcome harassment in a trance-,-after all, I also know that this worldview is not like the usual fairy tales

【Yangjie·Unnamed Region】

The mountains and forests in the dark night are like the hiding place of ghosts, the miasma is raging, even under the clear moon, it is so scary, the towering trees are like giant beasts waiting for their prey, and the stench is like a rotting corpse Thousands of years of filth crawled everywhere in the air like ants coming out of their holes, and the dead branches and leaves were soaked in a deep green shallow water beach in the deep forest.

A little flower demon tremblingly carrying a lantern was about to pass through this perilous deep forest, when suddenly a gust of white mist surged like a rising tide, engulfing the little flower demon's last scream of despair in the moist mist.After the mist left and disappeared, a shriveled corpse of a flower demon appeared beside the foul-smelling water beach, and all its blood energy was sucked dry.

A dark blue cloak gradually appeared in the midair. It was unclear who was in the cloak, but he was wearing a small copper bell that looked ordinary.He slowly landed beside the mummy of the flower demon, stretched out his hand from the cloak, and a small, dark and wet insect obediently came out of his palm, jumped to the forehead of the mummy, and burrowed into the skin.

Just like coming without a wisp of wind, now there is no one in the forest, it seems that everything is an illusion.

I don't know how long it has passed, but all the secrets seem to be swallowed up by this deep forest.Footsteps gradually came from a distance, it was a rather skinny little devil.

Sometimes curiosity is not a good thing. He saw a strange mummy by the water beach from a distance, and he went to check it with great interest.

I saw that the forehead of the mummy swelled a little, and suddenly, like tearing a piece of white paper, a jet-black worm emerged from the forehead of the mummy, and accompanied by a burst of black air, it rushed towards the little devil, and swallowed the little devil in an instant. A few drops of black slime were left on the ground.

Two days later.

One flower is one world event, one tree is one floating life, one grass is one day, one leaf is one such thing, one side is one pure land, one smile is one karma, one thought is pure.On a clear spring stone, a secluded peak and a distant mountain, beside the misty and rainy Zhuan Lake, a tall and tall figure stands like a mountain, with silver-colored hair tied up with a delicate silver crown, looking fairy-like and unrestrained, free from the restraints of the world.

Xinhua on both sides is in full bloom in the drizzle, with a flower bud on each needle, slowly blooming, red on the outside and pink on the inside, redder than apricot flower, and pinker than peach pollen, the stamens are tender yellow, moderate in shade, small and exquisite, pleasing to the eye.

The Youran bamboo flute played an empty farewell song, Dian Xuechen looked at the figure in front of him in confusion, and stepped forward, the other person turned around, playing the purple bamboo flute with a smile on his face, his handsome face was stained with tenderness like water .

"Bei Li." Dian Xuechen couldn't help laughing lightly, and walked in front of Jin Yuan in two steps at a time.

Jin Yuan slowly put down the bamboo flute, and smiled slightly, as lingering as the drizzle, suddenly his whole body turned into dust and was blown away by the wind, leaving no trace...

"Cup Li!!"

The fairy on the bed, with silver hair on the forehead, delicate pink lips, frowning eyebrows, long eyelashes quivering uneasy, like the clear moon and glass, like green bamboos shining in the rain, like the fragrance of snow and plum.

"Bei Li..." He murmured nervously and terrified, but his eyes were still closed tightly, and the shattered water vapor stained his long eyelashes.

"Master?" A well-behaved servant looked worriedly at Dian Xuechen, who was pale and sweaty.

"Cup Li!!"

With a cry of alarm, Dian Xuechen suddenly opened his eyes, his amber pupils swelled sharply, as if he had seen something frightening and desperate, he stared fixedly at the roof, gasping for breath without saying a word.

"Master, are you awake?" the servant asked in surprise.

Dian Xuechen looked around, this was clearly his room, but shouldn't he be in the realm of the dead, and would surely die if he was attacked by the twilight sparrow?

Suddenly he grabbed the waiter's wrist, and said urgently in a cold voice: "Bei Li, how is Bei Li?"

"Master Jinyuan is fine, he is in Changle Hall..."

Before the waiter could finish speaking, Dian Xuechen hurriedly threw off the quilt and got out of bed, picked up a coat and put it on, just about to raise her breath and fly away, but her spiritual power was not enough, her legs softened and she fell to the ground .

"Master! You don't have enough spiritual power, you should rest." The servant was startled, and quickly helped Dian Xuechen up.

Dian Xuechen frowned and pushed away, stumbled and ran out the door, with a panic that had never appeared on his face, he remembered that Jinyuan blocked all the attacks of the Twilight Sparrow for him, and the last moment was Twilight The sparrows attacked them directly...