chronicle of court survival

Zhuji was covered in blood, and her long black hair covered her naked body. She stepped on the grass with bare feet, and a beam of white light rose faintly from her feet, outlining a long black dress made of silk.She walked out of the cocoon made of thousands of butterflies with bare feet, her ears were transparent in the sun, and the white paper flowers on her hair rustled, fragile and solemn, which blended strangely with her enchanting and charming temperament.

Kou Xinghua and his group were all bewitched by the fragrance of Lingwei flowers, they had a splitting headache, and collapsed half-knelt down.

All kinds of cries and screams were heard in the valley for a while.

Zhuji was "born" from Wen Jiao's body, and her appearance remained unchanged.The records about Mrs. Hanyue in wild history are always inseparable from words such as "charming", "beautiful", "overwhelming country", full of insults and fantasies of human beings towards her.It's just that who knows, such a beautiful woman who lives in the wind and moon is so cruel and tyrannical in nature.

Xia Qing looked up and looked ahead.

The butterfly's scales split the sunlight, and thousands of lights and shadows fell on Zhuji's face.

She had just been reincarnated, and she squinted her eyes, as if she was looking at the world again, feeling every speck of dust in the world.

Little Flame dropped the golden peas next to her. She was frightened by the truth and didn't dare to approach her again, so she sat on the ground and cried aggrievedly.

Zhuji seemed to be caught in a deep memory. Before she died, she was in a trance for a moment, and said slowly in a very soft voice: "A hundred years ago, Yaoke and Xuanjia attacked me, took my divine light, and caused me to suffer backlash. Song Guichen rebelled and led the monks of the human race to kill in Tongtianhai. If he is not benevolent, I will be unrighteous. I killed his two juniors and set fire to Penglai. How ridiculous, senior brother Penglai ordered in the shrine Killing the shark clan, but his two juniors are outside risking their lives to save the shark people."

"It often rains in Tongtianhai. I have seen many rains, and I have never seen the same fire as that night."

Zhu Ji finished laughing sarcastically, and her eyes fell quietly on Xia Qing's face.

"I didn't see you at that time. Where did you go? Junior brother. If you were there at that time, I wouldn't need to trouble you so much."

Xia Qing looked at her indifferently, her light brown eyes were as cold as frost.

Zhuji said: "Little brother, I need your soul."

"I put companion spirit Gu on your two senior brothers, have you seen them in Lingguang?"

"I was reborn from Jiaojiao's body, so now I am both the caster and the mother Gu." Zhuji smiled and said, "The companion spirit Gu mother Gu can kill the child Gu at will. Do you want to save them?"

Xia Qing said, "I want to kill you even more."

Zhuji laughed: "It's a pity you can't kill me."

Zhuji has already gained a body, but she still walks as if light and light.The valley is full of green grass, but the black skirt only brushes against the blooming red flowers.

"Little Flame didn't lie to you, I brought you here, and I can also send you back."

"You see how good it is, as long as you give me your heart and soul. Not only will I spare your senior brother from the previous life, but I can also send you back to the original world."

When Little Flame heard Zhuji mention her name, all of a sudden Jin Doudou disappeared, and her ignorant and innocent eyes looked at Xia Qing from a distance across the pool of blood.

The master lied.But it was so sad that it didn't even know how to remind Xia Qing.

The eyes of the merman saintess have the power to confuse people's hearts.

Zhuji looked at him with a smile, her silver-blue eyes were like a sea of ​​snow in winter, so beautiful that it was unreal.

Xia Qing was in a daze, and clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves slightly. He suddenly regretted hearing the screams of the crowd, and walked back regardless of Lou Guanxue's blocking.The coffin where Zhuji stands in the mausoleum is an illusion. The place where she really put the pearl is in the deepest part of Chunshang Cave, which is on the other side of the blood pool.Lou Guanxue said that the direction was wrong, but it's okay to get the beads first.

Xia Qing was at a loss at the time, didn't they come in to find the Shenzhu, why did they say the direction was wrong.

Now that I was going back along the road, I realized that the one I met in the right direction would be Zhuji.

The moment Wen Jiao asked him for help, Xia Qing immediately looked at the mole between his eyebrows.

As early as the first time he saw him in the bath, he felt that the place was weird, and now it finally showed its hideous face.That's not a mole, it's a rift, a rift where pearls come back to life.

Xia Qing gently looked away, stopped looking at her, looked at Little Flame, and said indifferently, "I don't even need it."

He doesn't want to go back now.

Zhuji said, "Really."

She looked at the relic on Xia Qing's pale wrist: "I just said how could you leave the Chu Palace and come to Beijing? It turns out that Song Guichen gave you the Buddha bone relic. But the body of the relic is fake after all. I just plan to live my whole life as a lonely ghost." Zhuji smiled slowly again, thinking of something and said softly: "Oh, no, you can't live like this for the rest of your life."

"The hundred-year period is coming soon. At that time, the souls in the Buddha Pagoda will be completely awakened, and the entire royal family of the Chu Kingdom will die."

"When I brought you here, I tied your soul to the Emperor of Chu. Logically speaking, you are not allowed to leave him."

Zhuji said: "You have the same bond of life and death. If he dies, you will also be scattered. Unless you occupy his body and become him before he dies."

"You see, you didn't have a choice from the start."

Xia Qing showed no expression, just looked at the little Huo Huo who was shivering and crying all the time, and asked, "If you want to get my soul, I must have a body?"

Zhuji smiled, rolled her eyes, and put her finger on her lips: "Shh, this is a secret between us, let's talk about it when we go out."

Xia Qing suppressed her disgust, pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, without saying a word.

From the very first sentence, Zhuji didn't need his reply at all.

Her eyes were looking at him, but she was not looking at him. She was looking at the past events of a hundred years ago.Nostalgic, sighing, like a person returning from Nirvana, reborn and then looking at the previous embarrassment, the posture is high, and the expression of sarcasm cannot be concealed.

Zhuji's skirt was pulled lightly by a flower.

She turned around, just in time to watch Wen Jiao's body being eaten up by butterflies, leaving only a bone lying beside the pool of blood.

Zhuji narrowed her eyes.

Something is breaking through the ground on the bones.

Kou Xinghua and the others were exhausted and fell to the ground weakly, their exposed eyes were bloodshot.

This is the first time Xia Qing has seen a shark with white bones in real life.As Wei Liuguang said, Lingwei flowers cannot be kept, they bloom and disperse.

It seems that it is just a gust of wind blowing through the vast expanse of starlight.

The transparent petals are gone in a blink of an eye, leaving nothing behind.

Zhuji sneered with a smile on her lips: "Lingwei?"

Zhuji stretched out her finger and gently touched the Xinghui scattered in the air: "The shark must die on the tomb, because the Lingwei flower can only bloom there. Lingwei, it is the soul of the shark."

"God is really cruel. Now that the barren tomb has become a wall, the mermaid's soul will be scattered when he dies. However, this has nothing to do with me."

"Little Flame, come here, we should go out."

She ignored the group of ants lying on the ground.

After her resurrection, she was quiet, pure-hearted and ascetic, neither murderous nor emotional.

When the black skirt brushed over the white bones, Zhuji lowered her eyes to look at a group of people lying on the ground staggeringly, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

She used to think that the feeling of being in charge of life and death was wonderful and addictive, after all, it was the supreme power.

But now that she has become a "god", she realizes that this feeling of disdain for power is even more amazing.

Little Flame is now afraid of her death, Zhuji gave Wen Jiaosheng to make him die, so what about it?Why did Zhuji raise it up?

It suddenly misses the bead it was born in very much. When it was in the bead, it was carefree and happy, and there was no need to think about it so much.Zhuji wanted it to go there, but it didn't want to go there at all.

It keeps falling, curling up and backing away.

At this moment, Xia Qing said: "System, come to me."

The blank brain of the system was struck by a thunderbolt. "Xia Qing!" It choked up and yelled, and rushed towards it in a ball of fire.

Xia Qing doesn't have any emotion for it, she just doesn't want Zhuji to get what she wants.

He let the system lie on his shoulders and twitched and cried, raised his head, looked at Zhuji quietly with frosty eyes, and the cold sword intent in his palm kept circling.

Zhuji looked at his eyes full of sarcasm: "A hundred years ago, the only person in Penglai who could fight against me was your elder brother. Now that you don't have a body, are you sure you want to fight against me?"

Xia Qing ignored her.

Zhuji didn't speak anymore, she raised her hand and took the white paper flower from her temple hair.All she wanted was Xia Qing's heart and soul. There were ten thousand ways to force him or force him, but she didn't need to consider his opinion at all.

The white paper flower was shattered, and the crumbs formed a long chain of words, which was held by Zhuji in her hand.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for Song Guichen?"

Zhuji smiled, and flicked the long chain in her hand, knocking the butterfly away, breaking the air, and hitting Xia Qing straight.

"Coincidentally, I'm waiting for him too."

How could Xia Qing be born alone in Liang Guohuang's tomb?That's fine.

She waited for Song Guichen to come over and beat him to pieces.

"Xia Qing! Be careful—" The moment Little Flame saw the long chain attacking, the whole fire exploded, his voice trembling with nervousness.But before it had time to hide in Xia Qing's sleeve covetously, it suddenly smelled a familiar smell.

Little Flame was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his head, only to see a purple bead shot from a certain direction, smashing the long whip made of shredded paper.

At the same time, Xia Qing's gray robe and black hair fluttered, and the person passed by like a ghost, and an ancient black long sword appeared in his hand, Zhuji's pupils constricted suddenly, Xia Qing's sword had pierced straight into her body.

The moment Ananda's sword entered her body, Zhuji didn't make any sound, she staggered back a step, her silver blue eyes took a serious look at Xia Qing for the first time.

She is already a demigod, so she can naturally perceive changes in the world.The sword in Xia Qing's hand was false, but even if it was false, it could still hurt her.

In an instant, the world turned into a sword formation, the light and dust were cold, and the vegetation was sharp.

There is no sword in the world that can do this.

unless……

"Ananda."

Zhuji pronounced the name word by word in disbelief.

Few people know that Penglai, Jingu, and Ananda were born together in the sea of ​​Tongtian.

Born in the beginning of Hongmeng, born in the first division of heaven and earth.

Xia Qing still ignored her.

After Zhuji was resurrected, the calmness she had pretended to maintain her identity broke down, and she murmured: "You are actually the sword master Ananda."

Xia Qing's steps were unsteady, he took two steps back and pursed his lips.

Little Huo Huo was dumbfounded.

There was a big hole in Zhuji's chest, but no blood flowed out, and the wound was slowly healing. Her expression was distorted, like madness, and she laughed very slowly: "Xia Qing, you really surprised me Woolen cloth."

However, even if it is the sword master Ananda, he doesn't even have a body, and Ananda sword is not complete - how could he kill her.

Xia Qing was silent for a long time, and now finally said: "Zhu Ji, if the hundred years is really the reincarnation of gods, you should be the first to die."

Zhuji said: "Are you talking about God's punishment? I'm not as greedy as human beings, and I dare to think too much about my soul."

Zizhu rolled to her feet, Zhuji was startled by Anandajian just now, and now she looked down on the ground.

When she saw the bead, she only felt familiar, but she didn't realize what it was for a while.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" until Little Flame's cries woke her up slightly.

Like a bewildered child seeing home, Little Flame flew down from Xia Qing's shoulder and flew to the bead, tears streaming down her face.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, it doesn't like the outside world at all.

Tears dripped on the purple bead, and a layer of pure white light appeared all over the little flame. The purple bead accepted its tears, and then gently let it drill into it.

"God bead?"

Zhuji was slightly taken aback.

She put the divine orb in the deepest part of Chunshang Cave, and used her heart and soul to fight.

How did it appear here?Who got in?

"I'm not in good health, why use the Ananda sword."

Xia Qing's face was pale, and suddenly he felt someone holding his wrist, and a dissatisfied voice came from his ear.

Lou Guanxue appeared beside him.

Xia Qing felt better after being depressed by the crazy woman. He glanced at him and complained softly: "Where have you been? Why are you here now?"

Lou Guanxue was taken aback for a moment, but he liked his casual dependence, and said with a smile, "Sorry, I was delayed by something, blame me."

Zhuji's gaze shifted upwards from the purple bead, and she saw a corner of the snow-white and dust-free robe.

She lowered her eyes, and her mind froze slightly when she heard the voice. If she was shocked when the Ananda sword came out, then she was briefly absent-minded now.

When people are extremely out of control and afraid, their brains go blank.The paper scraps were crushed, and then re-condensed endlessly on the side of Zhuji's temples, becoming a small and pure white paper flower.

Her neck was stiff, and she raised her head little by little.

The light and shadow in the valley are clear.

She stood not far away, looking at the person next to Xia Qing with her silver-blue eyes.

Just like the years of ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, the temple is deserted and desolate, and the temple is desolate and lonely, and she looks into the distance under the high hall.

Zhuji's face was as pale as paper, she lost her soul, her lips trembled violently, and she spoke softly, trembling as if her soul and flesh were torn open.

"...Your Majesty."