Twilight War

12

Vichypel walks among the sunflowers.

The wind blows, and the sunflowers head south.

It was still an illusion, Vehipel frowned.He released a group of black crows, looking for the cracks in this illusion.

Without any cracks, this illusion mirror is perfect and almost terrifying, but at a glance, everything is false.

He waded through the sunflowers and saw the boy sleeping under the tree.

The boy had black hair and a white bandage was tied around his wrist.

He suddenly understood.

This place...is not his illusion.

It was Jormungandr's.

Knowing that it is false, but stubbornly and earnestly constructing a thousand-year dream.

Every crack has been repaired carefully.

Like a child, I have been drawing carefully for a long time with cheap crayons and clumsy strokes.

Tinker, paint and change.

The teenager woke up, looked up at him, and smiled naturally at him.

He walked over to the boy.

"What are you doing?" he asked the boy.

"Draw something casually." The boy handed the notebook in his hand to Wisipel.

"What is this?" He flipped through the atlas drawn with charcoal in his hand. The things in it seemed to be designed by dwarf craftsmen, but they carried a wanton and magnificent beauty that was almost unconstrained.

Everything seems to be just a teenager's random pen, and the details that need to be finely portrayed are randomly pointed to the blanks with arrows, and then drawn in the blank spaces.The unimportant parts are just roughly sketched out with a pencil.

"I plan to give it to the humans in the courtyard." The boy looked up at Vehipel.

"It's not necessary." Wihipel said almost indifferently.

"They will need this. During my previous visits, they have learned how to use fire." The young man said while looking into the distance, as if he was thinking of the humans around the fire.

Small but walking in the huge atrium.

"You taught them that," Vehipel asked.

"That's right, and they will learn more." The young man said, "Maybe...one day they will be able to touch the sky."

"Are you thinking that those people will reach the gods one day?" Vihipel said, his eyes were a little cold.

"Why not." The young man smiled, and he raised his hand to look at the sky, "As long as they look up at the sky all the time, then one day, they will be able to touch it."

"They are just mortals, and their longest lifespan is no more than a hundred years. It's only a hundred years. What can they accomplish and what can they understand? People who always look at the sky will end up looking at the sky all their lives in vain."

"But they have a lot of centuries." The young man was a little stubborn but still said gently: "One hundred years is not enough, just 200 years, 300 years. One generation can't figure it out, just two generations, three generations...they walk on this huge Atrium, one generation continues to move forward in the footsteps of the previous generation."

The boy's eyes were as clean as if he had all the stars in Asgard.

He loves the world created by God, and he also looks forward to them going further and further in this world.

"Brother, let's make a promise. Let's take a look at how the mortals in this world will be in a thousand years, and see how far they can go."

See if they have touched the sky by then.

"Okay," he replied, when in fact he should have declined.

13

"It's an array, an array formed from the entire Juyongguan Pass." Zichen looked at the inside of the urn and said suddenly, he remembered the words on the huge bronze tripod in the urn just now.

He smelled the bloody smell in the air, and dipped his fingers in the blood on the ground to draw the inscription on the bronze tripod just now.

"It's a sacrificial inscription from the Shang Dynasty. If I'm not mistaken, there should be a place for offering sacrifices." Zichen stood up, blood dripping down his fingertips on the golden inscription.

The people around him didn't answer, he turned his head and looked at Lushen Xinyi, "What's wrong?"

Xin Yi shook his head almost in horror, "Young master...what did you say?"

"There is another place for offering sacrifices." Zichen said.

"No, you said, this is a formation made of the entire Juyongguan." Xin Yi gritted his teeth, his face turned pale.

Zichen suddenly realized what a terrible thing he had said.

"Little Lord……"

Zichen didn't speak, he knew what he just said meant, but he forced himself not to think about it.

It's like a person who changes his child and eats, tearing at the meat, forcing himself not to think about anything.

He is the young master of the Huangxuan family in Babaili. He can be cruel and indifferent, but he must not be gentle.

"Xiang Liu and the others are still outside the city," he pointed his bloody fingertips to the northwest, "you go there to find them."

"What about you, young master?" Lu Shen asked.

"I'm going to destroy another formation." Zichen gritted his teeth and said.

Before Lushen Xinyi could answer, the young man pulled the reins and got on the horse.

"Let's go outside the city." Xin Yi said.

"En." Lu Shen nodded.

Two people jumped onto the top of the wall, like light flying swallows, wearing bamboo hats on their heads and carrying two swords on their backs.

"Wait." Lu Shen said suddenly.

She closed her eyes, feeling the flow of Juyongguan's stroke.

She and Xin Yi were raised as ghosts since they were young, and after Zichen died, they would guard the sword mound forever, and take care of millions of souls.

"What is the soul?" She remembered that she once asked a hundred-year-old Wuxian teacher of the Huangxuan family.

"Soul is Qi." The master Wuxian in feather robe closed his eyes and replied.

At that time, she didn't understand the meaning of Wuxian's teacher, she just thought it was too mysterious.

After all, she was only ten years old at that time, and she could still think of herself as the little maid serving tea by Zichen's side.

But now, she forced herself to feel the flow of all the winds, looking for the energy channels that Teacher Wu Xian said.

The spirit of the soul passes over the reed without moving.

She watched the wind blowing through thousands of blood-stained forehead bands on the locust trees in the city, discerning the slight difference between the direction of the wind in the air and the direction in which the forehead bands swayed, looking for the direction of the soul energy in the wind.

"There is still a while." She looked at the cloud platform.

"I'm going there too." Xin Yi said.

"I'm enough alone." Lu Shen said, "Don't forget, one of us has to live."

She drew the twin swords behind her.

The girl jumped onto the eaves of the city, and the branches of the locust tree were tied with countless black forehead belts, like belts for blessings in temples.

She looked at the highest cloud platform, and the wind blew through the bronze bell tongue hanging from the eaves of the temple.

The bell rings clearer.

Lushen walked up the snow-covered steps to the Yuntai.

She remembered that a long time ago, she also walked a long step.

At that time her mother died, and she was about to be sold after her father planted a grass in her head.

She is too thin and too small, and it looks like she won't live long.Just when her father kicked her down and scolded her for losing money, a red dress stopped in front of her.

She looked up, she had never seen such a beautiful woman.

Like a tree of peach blossoms, the blossoms are like a brocade, even the peach tree can't bear the heavy beauty, so the petals of the sky and the ground are rustling.

"It's a pretty girl." The woman lowered her head and tugged at her face without mercy. When she took her hand away, the woman's fingers were covered in mud.

"I still lack a beautiful girl in my son's room."

So the woman led her back home, and she still remembered that there were really many phoenix trees planted on the road leading to Wutongqi.

The leaves of the sycamore tree fell to the ground.

At that time, she thought that there might be a little phoenix in it.

At the end of that road are long steps.

She timidly only dared to look at the ground, counting the leaves of the sycamore tree, and the woman's red gauze skirt flashed past her eyes from time to time.

"Why is it a girl here?" General Lu Cun raised his eyebrows, looking at the girl in black and wearing a bamboo hat as if he thought it was amused.

"It's enough." Lu Shen said.

"You will die, you can't kill me." General Lu Cun said.

"Doing what you know you can't do, it's for the ghost." Lu Shen held the two swords in his hand, looked up at the huge bronze tripod in front of the Yuntai Temple.

It was clean and covered with a thin layer of snow.

The old monks and young monks in the temple are not here, and there is a little light incense burning in the temple.

But Lu Shen felt that the bloody smell in the air was so strong that it couldn't be melted away.

"Now, I am no longer an ordinary person." General Lu Cun said almost wickedly.

"At least it won't be more terrifying than the crazy Patriarch Huangxuan." Lu Shen clenched the two swords in his hands, tapped his toes, and rushed towards General Lu Cun with a speed almost like the wind.

The long sword swung down.

General Lu Cun immediately raised his hand, his right arm turned charcoal at a speed visible to the naked eye, like the sharp claws of a wild beast, and he directly held Lu Shen's sword.

His eyes turned blood red, and he looked at the girl who looked like a flying swallow with the corners of his mouth raised.

"As I said, I am no longer a mortal." His voice was hoarse, like a snake, "I have obtained the power of ghosts and gods."

Lu Shen frowned, and swung the other long sword towards General Lu Cun's right arm.

The blood fell on the thin snow and instantly scalded the snow. The blood from his wound boiled like lava.

General Lu Cun was a little surprised to see his wound, he was still in a daze, Lu Shen immediately stepped on his body, cut his chest with the long sword, and jumped away instantly.

"what have you done."

The blood on Lu Shen's sword almost scalded her blade.

"As I said, I got the power of ghosts and gods." General Lu Cun grinned, "Your Royal Highness really didn't lie to me. I will live forever, and I can even rival immortals!"

"A ghost? That's a coincidence, I'm a ghost." The girl slightly turned the blade in her hand, as if to shake off the blood on it.

After all, as the maid of the Huangxuan family, she still loves to be clean.

General Lu Cun's right hand completely turned into a beast's claw, ferocious and sharp, he rushed towards Lu Shen.

The sharp animal claws grazed the girl's abdomen, and the black clothes were soaked in blood.The girl jumped on the huge bronze tripod, she was like a graceful and dexterous swallow, jumping between the temples and halls of Yuntai, General Lu Cun was always hard to touch her.

The bronze bell tongue swayed slightly, and the bell sounded ethereal and solemn.

Snow fell from the cornices of the temple, and the red silk tied on the bronze bell fluttered in the snow.

After repeated pursuits to no avail, General Lu Cun put away his beast-like claws, picked up his sword, and waited for the girl on the spot.

"Come and kill me, if I don't die, this formation will not stop." He said with a smirk, "Come, come and kill me, maybe you can save your young master's life."

14

The alien beast has entered Juyongguan, and the city is full of burning corpses and flames along the way.

Zichen gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to look at the corpses.

At the city gate, dozens of frontier soldiers guarded the huge bronze tripod, surrounded by strange beasts.

Blood was flowing under the bronze tripod, but the formation originally painted with cinnabar could still be seen.

Zichen immediately picked up the bow and arrow on the saddle of the green chinchilla, nocked the arrow and pulled the bow, and the bow and arrow shot into the eyes of the strange beast.

The young man rode his horse past, firing sharp arrows, black armor and red silk, and the forehead band in his hair fluttered.

Those sharp eyes were like the blades of a dagger, capable of cutting people.

He jumped off the horse, held the sword in his hand, and directly slashed and killed the strange beast that jumped on him.

Holding the bleeding sword, he walked towards the huge bronze tripod.

"The general has an order that no one is allowed to approach the North Sacrifice Formation." The frontier army stopped Zichen.

"Get out of the way." The young man turned his face to look at the border army, "Do you know that the one you are protecting is your life?"

"They are taking the entire Juyongguan to fill the formation!"

"You... what are you talking about?" Bian Jun held Zichen by the neckline, his eyes wide open.

Zichen just looked at the bronze tripod.

Not here, the center of the formation is not here.

Zichen suddenly walked to the back of the earthen wall, climbed over the fence, and walked into an earthen house.

There was a child who looked no more than four or five years old, and immediately hid when he saw someone approaching.

"Why are you here?" Zichen asked the child hiding behind the table across most of the room.

"There is a very beautiful sister, she said she wanted to play peek-a-boo with me, and let me hide here to see who can find me." The child smiled and said with his half-grown teeth, "She also drew me Nice painting."

The child lifted up his clothes, revealing the universe array painted with cinnabar on his belly.

Zichen felt his body cool down, he forced himself to look at the child, "How long have you been hiding?"

His voice was soft and gentle.

"It's been a long time, it will be several days. But no one came to me." The child said sadly.

"Aren't you hungry?" Zichen felt that he couldn't even hold the sword in his hand.

The child shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

"Come here, brother." Zichen forced a smile.

"En." The child nodded with a smile, looking very happy that someone finally found him.Wearing crotch pants, he ran towards Zichen like a puppy just learning to walk.

Silly and a little pathetic.

The sharp arrow pierced through the child's body, and the child who was smiling like a puppy just fell into a pool of blood.

"Brother, I'm in so much pain..."

He looked at Zichen who stretched out his hand to hug him as if he was about to cry.

Wronged and sad.

It hurts so much, why does it hurt so much?

Zi Chen looked at the door, Xin Yi put down his bow, "Young Master, he is no longer human..."

He fell to his knees and took the hand that the child in the pool of blood had extended to him.

Very soft, like dough.

The black-haired boy lowered his head.

Falling hair hid his face.

"Xin Yi, I suddenly feel that I am no longer a person."

15

Lu Shen covered the wound on her chest, and blood gushed out from her fingers.

"What are you still holding on to? You can't kill ghosts and gods." General Lu Cun licked the blood on his left hand that had turned into a beast's claw.

"I'm the one who wants to kill our young master. How could I not be able to kill you." Lu Shen smiled almost insanely with the corners of his mouth raised.

She remembered that day, the woman in the red dress led her through a large sycamore tree, and then stopped at the end of the steps.

But she was so focused on counting leaves that she almost bumped into a woman.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the young man playing the strings under the peach blossoms, accompanied by a maid serving tea.

"That's my son." The woman said, her tone seemed to be introducing her own rabbit to others.

The boy raised his head and looked at her, his eyes were as clear as white mountains and black waters.

I don't know why the young man suddenly smiled, which reminds me of the breeze and the moon, plums falling on white porcelain.

"You will always be by his side in the future," said the woman.

Will she become the servant girl next to the young master?For his whole life, he shared tea and water, ground ink and weighed paper.It seems... not bad.

"Then, kill him."

The peach blossoms all over the tree rustled.

Lu Shen clenched the sword in his hand and rushed towards General Lu Cun with all his strength.

Young master, I'm sorry, I can't meet you anymore.

I can't take your accompanying sword back to the Sword Tomb and guard your dead bones forever.

However, it seems... not bad.

At the moment when the man's sharp claws passed through her body, she suddenly smiled.

It's good that I didn't kill you.

This sword of mine was broken to protect you...

Lu Cun swung the long sword in his right hand to cut off the girl's head.

However, at the next moment, his sword was blocked by another long sword, which was almost firmly stuck between his sword and the girl's head.

He gritted his teeth and grinned, this girl is obviously doomed, so what's the use of you coming to save her.

He stabbed the sword into the boy's body suddenly, and the boy swung the sword to cut off his arm.

However, the boy's sword was already on the verge of being useless, and the blade broke the moment it cut into his arm.

But because of the pain, he couldn't help but let go of the hand holding the sword.

Zichen hugged the girl whose body had been pierced and jumped back, with his right hand covering the chest pierced by the sword.

He put the girl on the ground.

Lu Shen raised his hand and wiped the dust off the boy's face with his sleeve.

Her young master should be a little phoenix raised in the brocade brocade, her young master should be clean, and his gold is more expensive than a white jade bottle.

She smiled lightly, like the flowers and plants in Chuci.

Every time the young man came back from Weichen Temple, she would wait in Wutong Court like this.

The wind blows through the bronze bells on the cornices.

The boy's face was delicate and clean.

The girl's hand slowly fell.

Zichen looked like he was about to cry by the girl's side.

"What's the use of coming now." General Lu Cun looked at Zichen as if he thought it was a little funny.

"Do you think you killed her?"

"No, not just her. You killed the whole city! Everyone died because of you."

"Aren't you very powerful? The young master of the Huangxuan family, Chi You is bloody, but you can't protect anything."

"Do you think you are great? You killed everyone in the Huangxuan family and guarded an abandoned city."

Zichen was just tidying up the girl's torn clothes. Girls like to be clean. She doesn't like gold jade hairpins, but the clothes on her body have to be washed clean.

Now that the clothes are so dirty, she will not be happy.

General Lu Cun didn't seem to understand why the boy could still tidy up the girl's clothes calmly, and why the boy hadn't collapsed as he wished.

"You are just a coward, how can you still stand here with peace of mind?"

That boy has already experienced so much, he should have been unable to bear it long ago, why can he act like nothing happened?

It's not fun at all.

General Lu Cun looked at the boy regretfully.

Zichen put the girl's body on the ground slowly, then supported his body and stood up while gritting his teeth. He poked his heart with his index finger and middle finger, "Here, there is nothing left."

A long time ago, there was nothing there.Crash?

He's actually gone crazy.

All this time, what was standing was nothing but a walking corpse.

"So, what are you waiting for?" The boy grinned grimly, and he wiped his face with his blood-stained hand, as if to wipe off the dust on his face.

He raised his eyes.

Right now, there are bloodstains like battle patterns.

Is it Chi You's crazy blood?

Whether it is Chiyou or Xuanyuan.

As long as you can kill them, anything is fine.

The young man pulled out the sword in his stomach bit by bit, and blood flowed out along the blade.

You don't even have a sword anymore?

Then pull|draw out the sword stuck in your chest, go to fight, to fight.

Holding the sword stained with his own blood, he looked at General Lu Cun.

Blood fell on the snow along the tip of the sword.

He was born to be the sword that kills all.

It's just that he keeps fighting with the sheath on.

Just like a long time ago, Si Tianming asked him, "Why have you been unwilling to give up your sheath? Are you afraid of cutting yourself or others?"

But now he has nothing, he doesn't have the scabbard to protect him, and he doesn't have everything he wants to protect.

...he has nothing left.

All, fight with all your strength, and discard all scabbards.

You are just a sword that cuts everything.

"General, day and night..."

The young man with a handsome face raised his head, his red tail was ferocious and beautiful.

The author has something to say: ask for comments, ask for irrigation, ask for favorite authors.

Also, I have released a new article, please ask for an advance receipt. "The World of Monsters and Beasts".Wasteland Tang's, intends to share the worldview with Twilight War.But I didn't think about whether to write about the Tang Dynasty, and then put it in front of the 24 kingdoms, or directly write about the Chen Dynasty.

If you write Chen Chao directly, Huangxuan Xilian can appear on the stage.Inexplicably, she felt that Huangxuan Xilian was a beautiful woman in a purple light shirt, but with the same silly personality as the Founding Duke.