chronicle of court survival

"I don't know, it turns out that you have such a past with God."

Phantom pupils can confuse people's hearts, and before she died, Zhuji used all her power to turn into a phantom, stationed in Xia Qing's Sea of ​​Consciousness.Even if she falls short, she won't make it easy for him. She will definitely become his demon and drag him to hell with her.

Near the middle of the month, the moon is round, cloudy yellow, eerie and eerie.

Xia Qing broke through the water, grabbed the grass on the bank with her pale hands, and barely climbed up from the river.His eyelashes were wet, his black hair was wet and draped over his body, his whole body was bone-chillingly cold, and the only source of heat was the relic on his wrist.

The memories of the two lives are intertwined, the soul is disordered, and the Dao heart is broken. When he was the weakest, Zhuji took advantage of the emptiness, and the voice got into his mind like a poisonous snake.

"No wonder I searched all over the world and couldn't find your soul. It turns out that God sent you to another world to protect you."

She smiled softly, trying to destroy his sanity bit by bit.

Xia Qing ignored her, staggered ashore, and strutted his body to walk in the direction of the palace.

But before walking a few steps, I suddenly heard the sound of fireworks blooming.

bang bang bang-

Bunches of fireworks rose into the sky and fell.

Zhuji's voice was sweet and seductive: "Lingguang City seems to be very lively."

Xia Qing raised his head and looked ahead.

The grand occasion of the Lantern Festival reappeared on the eve of the Fu Yao. This decadent city will never be short of excitement. Fire trees and silver flowers illuminate the night brightly. The cheers and laughter of all living beings pour in like a tide. You can feel the softness even if you are far away. Red prosperity.

He stood in the desolate wilderness, beside the Lili River.

Night crows and magpies were startled, and the cold wind shuddered slightly against the bones.

Zhuji said contemptuously: "That's why I say that people in the world are ignorant, a bunch of idiots, they don't know that when the hundred years come, they will die."

"No one can escape God's punishment this time when the fate turns. The sixteen states, Tongtianhai, human beings, and the Yuzu—the crime of punishing the gods in the past will only end with the world as a burial after a hundred years."

She bit down the words "The world is for burial" very hard, and blood gushed out of her throat, full of gloating and the pleasure of revenge.

Xia Qing's hoarse voice seemed not to be her own: "Is God going to be resurrected?"

Zhuji suddenly raised her voice and said, "Are you pretending to be stupid? You stayed by his side for so long."

Xia Qing was silent for a long time, and said word by word with difficulty: "Is Lou Guanxue a god?"

Zhuji couldn't stop laughing: "Xia Qing, you still want to deceive yourself and others?"

"Blood formation, blood formation hahahahaha." Zhuji laughed sarcastically as if thinking of something: "Blood formation?! Yao Ke actually believes in such things as blood formation, she is really confused! "

"How could a god be revived from a human body? God is so proud, no matter how humble a mortal body can be, it can't be a container!"

"The reason why he is a god is because he is a god!"

He is a god because he is a god.

It was like a thunderbolt splitting the brain of Chaos, shattering everything, leaving only charred flesh and blood.Xia Qing staggered back a step, his throat hurt, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He lowered his eyes, remained silent for a long time, and wiped it off with trembling hands.

"I'm also to blame for being stupid. Back then, I really thought that humans could completely destroy gods. But now, it seems that this is a good thing."

Zhuji gritted her silver teeth and hated endlessly: "So what if I die! Song Guichen, you will soon be buried with me with the whole world."

She laughed strangely: "You will regret it then."

"You held the Sifan Sword, and you cultivated the Dao of the common people. A hundred years ago, in order to avenge the sea of ​​blood, you dragged the sharks to hell and tried to stop the killing with killing. You must have never thought that after a hundred years, the grievances and grievances will be settled, and the punishment of God will come, asking the common people to atone for their sins. "

"Hahahahaha Sword Master Sifan ruined the mortal world, it's too ironic!"

Redemption for the common people.

Xia Qing was in no mood to listen to her.

He seemed to have lost three souls and seven souls.

Through the wilderness, through the broken bridge, through the city gate.

The wind blows the fragrance of grass and trees and cuts open the world. He walks through mountains and seas of people, and beside him are the sorrows and joys of all beings.

Xia Qing saw a sea of ​​lanterns on Zimo Street.Thousands of Kongming lanterns were lifted into the sky amidst the cheers, and they floated towards the sky, illuminating the vast Qionglou, covering the whole city like flying torches.

Xia Qing's fingertips were trembling.

Recalling the night when he left Lingguang City, Lou Guanxue asked him what he said on the abandoned broken bridge overgrown with weeds in the moat.

"Do you know when the Glazed Tower was built?"

"Climbing towers to worship gods during the Shangyuan Festival is a custom that only emerged in Chu State a hundred years ago. Before that, Chu State had no gods and did not believe in them."

"When will they understand. There will always be a price to be paid for what is coveted."

Lou Guanxue...

That's not God's hate, that's your hate all along.

You've searched half your life, and the answers you want to know just don't exist.

You have always been you.

But how I wish you weren't a god.

Because... it hurts too much to tear the soul apart.

"The name of the river is Lili. It is rumored that a long time ago, a couple in Lingguang, who were not tolerated by the world, jumped into the river because of their love. The world felt so affectionate, so they named the river after the girl's nickname."

"Li Li?" The merman boy lowered his head in confusion, "Why is someone nicknamed Li Li? Isn't it a bit unlucky?"

The woman next to him called out his name: "Lingxi."

"Oh." Lingxi closed her mouth obediently.

Chuangong tilted his head, looked at the gray-haired woman in the lotus green dress, and asked curiously, "Young lady is not from Lingguang, why are you here at this juncture?"

"Find someone."

The boatman was even more puzzled: "Huh? Who are you looking for?"

Xue Fuguang rolled up his sleeves and said, "Old friend."

The boatman looked at her secretly, and swallowed the words that came to his lips wisely.This is an extraordinary nobleman.She has a lot of stories and hates letting anyone know.

"Sister Xue, where are we going?"

"Hall of Jingshi."

Lingxi hung a whistle made of bamboo and wood around his neck, and his soft hair was tied into a pigtail. He quietly glanced at Xue Fuguang next to him.He was still a little afraid of her in his heart, and pulled his sleeves awkwardly.

Xue Fuguang stopped walking, tilted his head and said, "Wait for me outside, don't go anywhere."

Lingxi nodded obediently: "Oh." He sat in the gazebo.

The sky was overcast and it looked like it was going to rain, and the howling wind rolled the green leaves under the steps.

The wood spirit falling from Xue Fuguang's waist made a soft sound, and Lianqing's dress dissipated at the end like a wisp of smoke.

The Jingshi Palace of Chu State was built by one person, and it was only that one person from the beginning to the end.She came here for the first time, but it went unhindered.

There is a courtyard behind the library. The moment she opened the door and entered, she seemed to have traveled through time and space and returned to Penglai.The courtyard is filled with the fragrance of medicine, and the poinciana tree stands in the corner, the flowers are like flying phoenix feathers, and the flames are like fire.

All kinds of wooden signs were hung along the corridor, and they kept ringing.

Song Guichen must have known she was coming.

When Xue Fuguang walked in, he was sitting by the window, the white mist from the incense burner blurred the eyes of the young man in purple.The young high priest held a sign in his hand and looked out thoughtfully.

He is watching Consonance.

Song Guichen asked, "Is this the child you saved?"

The dark clouds outside were getting heavier and heavier, and it really began to rain, sputtering.

Xue Fuguang said: "Release all the sharks in Lingguang City."

Song Guichen didn't answer her, his eyes fell on her face, he was silent for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice, "You seem to have lost a lot of weight."

Xue Fuguang said quietly: "Song Guichen, it's been 100 years, are you still unwilling to stop?"

Song Guichen stared at her for a long time, then laughed again, and said softly: "Fuguang, how do you want me to stop? Back then, I planned to exterminate their entire clan in the shrine, but you wanted me to let the shark clan survive .Okay, I let it go."

"Isn't it their own fault for everything now? It's their ambition to go ashore and indulge humans to attack the shrine. When the gods fell, they made the barren mounds into walls." He smiled and said: "It was the mermaids who buried them with their own hands. Your own reincarnation and return."

Xue Fuguang: "That's right, so there is no reincarnation for the Mermaids. In 100 years, the group of people you hate would have died long ago. There are grievances and debtors, and now the Mermen are innocent."

Song Guichen's hands hidden in his sleeves were trembling, and he pursed his lips: "That's what you wanted to say when you saw me?"

Deep exhaustion appeared between Xue Fuguang's haggard and thin brows, and he said, "Song Guichen, do you know who I saw? I saw Xia Qing, and I also saw Changsheng. I don't know what Xia Qing did in the shrine back then. What, the soul dissipated and came back again. But he forgot all the past, and he didn't even want to pick up the sword again."

Song Guichen didn't speak.

Xue Fuguang said: "And when I saw Changsheng, he was being tortured by the Companion Spirit Gu, and fell down on a certain street corner in Shangjing, almost being eaten by wild dogs. I know that the Companion Spirit Gu should be from Zhuji, but a hundred years later we What happens to everyone, don't you think it's more like retribution."

Song Guichen remained silent for a long time again, and said, "No, if there is really retribution, it should only be borne by me."

Xue Fuguang laughed all of a sudden, his eyes turned red: "One person bears it? How do you bear it? Human beings can't bear the crime of killing gods, the mermaid race can't bear it, and each of us can't afford it."

Song Guichen looked into her eyes, and wanted to hold up her tears, but his fingers were trembling in his sleeves, but in the end he could only put on his usual smile: "Yes, so I can't bring God back to life."

Xue Fuguang's eyes were red, and he said softly: "You are really crazy."

Song Guichen didn't speak.

Xue Fuguang: "Did you go to Dongzhou for three years to get back the spirit of Penglai?"

Song Guichen: "Yes."

Xue Fuguang closed his eyes to calm down, and said, "Song Guichen, release all the locked-up Mermen in Lingguang City."

Song Guichen said: "The sharks are now frequently turning into demons. If they are not locked up, they will only hurt the people in the city."

Xue Fuguang: "I'll take them away and return to the Shangqing sect."

"Shangqing?" When Song Guichen heard this name, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and as he said it softly, he seemed to be in a better mood: "So you still remember." He nodded: "Okay, I promise you .”

Xue Fuguang looked at him with red eyes, smiled shortly, and said with trembling teeth: "Song Guichen, do you believe in cause and effect? ​​Master said that the sea of ​​suffering is full of karma. Come on, don’t kill any more people.”

Song Guichen smiled, and he heard himself say softly, "Okay."

She didn't want to stay here for another second, turned around, her dress brushed past the gold dust in the air, and the familiar cold fragrance of herbs gradually faded away.

Song Guichen leaned against the window, listening to the rain outside, without saying anything.

Three years in Dongzhou, in fact, he only searched for the spirit of Penglai for one month.

For the rest of the time, he sat on the wall made of white bones, taking care of the birds in the sky and the earth in silence.

Tongtianhai is really too quiet.

Only the sound of waves beating against the rocks was heard.

He once thought about turning his head after just one glance at his old friend, so how could he be willing to turn his head after seeing his old friend.

Raindrops splashed on the bluestone blocks along the edge of the pavilion.

Lingxi looked at the birds in the forest with clear eyes, bored, took off the whistle around his neck, and softly blew a tune he had heard while walking on Lingguang Street.The sharks are good at melody, he only listened to it once, and he memorized the melody.

When Xue Fuguang came out, Lingxi looked at her reddish eyes in surprise, "Sister Xue..." He hurriedly grasped the whistle and stood up.

Xue Fuguang was stunned in the rain for a long time, and asked softly, "What did you blow just now?"

Lingxi was stunned: "It seems to be called... "Golden Thread Clothes."

On the bank of the moat, Fengyue Street.On the painting boat, separated by red candle tents, the song girl's brisk and bright tunes soaked in the fragrance of decadent rouge came leisurely.

"Advise you not to cherish golden thread clothes. I advise you to cherish youth. When there are flowers, you can break them straight. Don't wait for no flowers to break branches."

When Wei Liuguang heard it, he almost spit out all the wine, and hurriedly waved his hands: "Change another song, change another song." Wei Niansheng rolled his eyes opposite him: "This is to persuade you to enjoy yourself in time, where do you want to go? Now." Wei Liuguang: "Really? Isn't this what the old man often uses to persuade me?"

Wei Niansheng was in a gloomy mood, ignored him and drank a glass of wine.

Wei Liuguang put away the folding fan and persuaded her, "Don't worry. The queen mother can't make a decision. You are not as good-looking as your majesty. How could your majesty want you?"

Wei Niansheng got emotional after drinking, his eyes turned red and he covered his face and cried bitterly, cursing loudly: "Yan Lanyu is a crazy woman!"

Wei Liuguang's ears hurt from her crying: "Slow down your voice."

Wei Niansheng was shaking with anger: "Crazy woman! Die badly! Go to hell! She will go to hell, she killed so many people when she was young, and ate so much mermaid meat, she will suffer retribution. "

Wei Liuguang really convinced this aunt, and carefully gave his opinion: "Or? You can just elope."

Wei Niansheng: "What are you running away from, woo woo woo, I might as well plunge into the river and drown."

Wei Liuguang pondered for a while, but what he thought was: "Then do you think it will be renamed, and in the future, to commemorate your death for love, the river will be named Nian Sheng."

Wei Niansheng glared at him with red eyes, and it happened that the singer outside the red tent sang "Sorrows and joys are always merciless", she cried even louder when she thought of what happened to her.

"..."

Wei Liuguang didn't even put on his hair crown, so he hurried away with his folding fan.

Lingguang City has been very busy at night these past few days, with people coming and going, and fireworks shining in the sky.The rich and powerful were immersed in the gentle countryside, and the music was pleasing to the ear.And across the moat, on the other side of Fengyue Long Street, is a dirty, cramped, damp and dark prison.

"Be honest!" The soldier pushed a battered merman and walked inside.

The guard next to him touched the corner of his mouth and said, dissatisfied: "Why is he a male shark again."

The predecessor rolled his eyes: "I advise you to restrain yourself, I just heard that someone died on the body of a mermaid a few days ago."

The other person didn't take it seriously: "Aren't mermaids born just for us to play with, so what are you afraid of?"

At this moment, the horse was passing through the long street suddenly, and a guard in black armor came over, holding a token in his hand, and shouted loudly: "The high priest has an order to drive all the sharks out of Lingguang City tomorrow! "

"What?" All the guards in front of the prison were dumbfounded.

After a while, someone said, "Did the high priest issue this order because tomorrow is the day to subdue demons?"

The guard said with a cold face, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

May fifteenth.

The rain in Lingguang City, which had been raining for two consecutive days and two nights, finally stopped.The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. It was a lively day in front of the pagoda, with hundreds of civil and military officials gathered.Ten miles of bamboo forests are all tied with red belts, and the heaven and the earth share the joy.

Xia Qing was in a coma for a long time. When he woke up, there was no one in the bedroom.He just remembered getting out of the river and returning to the palace with difficulty step by step. The moment he saw Lou Guanxue, the last string in his mind broke and he passed out completely.The consciousness is sometimes clear and sometimes confused, he feels that Lou Guanxue often kisses his eyelashes tenderly, and at the same time pours blood into his mouth with his fingers.

"Are you finally awake? Don't you want to see a good show?"

He is weak now, and Zhuji still has an opportunity to take advantage of it. The seductive voice of a woman laughs beside him.

Xia Qing pursed her lips, stood up without saying a word, and glanced at the bronze mirror, only to realize that her clothes had been changed at some point.

He was in a coma and missed their wedding ceremony, but Lou Guanxue still changed into a wedding dress for him.

The black hair that had been messed up was straightened out and fixed with a golden hair crown. She was dressed in red and had black hair, and her eyes were picturesque.The beauty that is usually suppressed by the sharp and cold sword intent is fully revealed at this moment, the beauty is astonishing, and the color is like the dawn of spring.He could still remember the way Lou Guanxue put makeup on his hair, her fingers were cold, but her movements were gentle, he kissed his ear and said, "Wait for me."

Xia Qing's face was weak and pale, he pursed his lips, and walked outside without saying a word.

When passing by the door, he saw the Lingwei lantern that he specially hung up high, and the scenes of getting along with each other in the past came to mind, and he quietly lowered his eyelashes.

Zhuji secretly said jealously: "Your Majesty really has deep affection for you."

Xia Qing didn't speak for a long time, and with a dry and hoarse voice, he murmured, "What do you think is being imprisoned in the Pagoda?"

Zhuji smiled and bewitched: "Are you asking me? I can't guess what is inside the pagoda, but I know that today is the day of death for everyone."

Xia Qing asked himself and answered, "It's not a big monster...nor the three souls of God."

In a hundred years, God was reincarnated.

Lou Guanxue said that he had entered the pagoda, and there was nothing in it, but every March [-]th, the eerie evil light never stopped.

"Those imprisoned in the Buddha Pagoda..." Xia Qing said quietly, "It's God's memory and hatred."

Zhuji paused for a moment, then laughed strangely.

"Yes! You're right. Without the formations set up by the monks of the spirit of Penglai, how could it be possible to trap the spirits?"

When Xia Qing walked in front of the Buddha Pagoda, he happened to see the last moment when the formation fell.

The nine-story Buddhist pagoda made of glazed tiles is solemn and solemn, and the demon-subduing formation zigzags and spreads from the ground, and the golden light shines through the center of the formation, the ground is torn apart, and the sky and the earth change color.

"break--!"

Song Guichen stood at the head of thousands of monks, flipping his purple clothes and drinking loudly.

In an instant, thousands of people bowed their heads, and everyone's face overflowed with joy and shock.

The grass and trees in the whole world are rustling, and the long red belt of the ten-mile bamboo forest is flying for nine days.

Xia Qing stood outside the bamboo forest.

Zhuji said: "What a ridiculous group of people."

Xia Qing looked at Lou Guanxue.

He was wearing an imperial robe, the black black robe was luxurious and elegant, his body was tall and straight, his black hair was like satin, and his eyes were coldly looking in the direction of the Buddha Pagoda.Clothes fluttered, and the blood-colored cloud pattern was menacing.

boom.

The moment the pagoda was broken.

The violent noise caused the whole earth to vibrate. The moment the tall building collapsed, smoke, dust and rocks splashed, polluting the entire sky!

Yan Lanyu dug her nails into her flesh and looked straight ahead with ecstasy in her eyes.

"Broken? Broken?"

Song Guichen looked down at the Futu Pagoda with a cold expression.He was waiting, waiting for his spirit to erupt, and to fight to the death.It's just that there is silence among the ruins, and there is nothing.Song Guichen was stunned.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

At this time, accompanied by the rumbling sound of the collapse, there were overwhelming congratulations from civil and military officials and countless monks.

"The pagoda of the Buddha is broken, the great monster is punished, God bless the Great Chu!"

"God bless Da Chu!"

Everyone's face is full of joy and relief.

Lou Guanxue's red lips curled up, and she repeated with a half-smile, "Okay, God bless you."

He went down and took the wine handed over by the master of ceremonies.According to etiquette, the emperor of Chu State would drink three cups of wine in front of the ruins to comfort the ancestors who were killed by the monster.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the young emperor.

He was holding a wine glass, his wrist protruding from the wide black sleeve, and a long blue belt was tied on it.

The emperor's face is as beautiful as pearls, his eyes are cold and cold, the smile on his lips is loose but dangerous, and he pours the first glass of wine quietly with his slender fingers.

Lou Guanxue's tone was downplaying, and she didn't know who she was speaking to.

"I have been living in danger of being replaced since I was five years old. Yao Ke said that I have a blood formation on my body, and the meaning of my life is to find a container for God, but I don't want to accept my fate."

"Why is God replacing me instead of me devouring him."

"At first, I just wanted to live."

Everything is silent, only the voice of the young emperor, cold and extravagant, reaches everyone's ears.

Everyone was stunned, including Song Guichen.

The second glass of wine was poured on the ground.

Lou Guanxue thought of something amusing, and gave a low chuckle inexplicably.

"That's stupid."

"I used to think that the three souls of the gods would be imprisoned in the Pagoda. If I kill the souls, I will become a god. Oh no, I don't want to become a god. I just want to let him die before he replaces me. "

"In the end, I went around and searched for ten years. What kind of answer did I find?"

The eunuch tremblingly handed him the third glass of wine.

Lou Guanxue took it, but did not follow the etiquette.

Carelessly playing with the cup with fingertips.

He lowered his eyes and sneered, "Comfort the ancestors of Chu?"

"How is he worthy?"

thump.

The wine glass fell straight to the ground.

His voice also fell like thunder, causing everyone to turn pale, and they looked up at him in surprise.

Yan Lanyu shrank her pupils and said sharply, "Lou Guanxue! How can you be so disrespectful to your ancestors!"

Only Song Guichen suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes fixed on his back like sharp swords.

Bamboo groves, on top of the calm ruins, a thick blood light suddenly gushed out from the foot of Lou Guanxue. Blood energy and black mist entangled, like heavy vines breaking through the ground, covering the sky and breaking the sun, smashing the dust, and condensing into a cloud in the air. Layer after layer of shackles, subverting the world!

"Ah!" Yan Lanyu yelled tremblingly, her face pale.

Civil and military officials and monks were also stunned.

Song Guichen drew the Sifan sword out of its sheath, and stood outside the formation of ruins, staring at him.The broken string of the brain seems to be reconnected.Back then, the god with silver hair falling to the ground and blood mottled in the formation once raised his head and looked at him with icy blue eyes.Now the young emperor of Chu State turned around in front of the ruins of the pagoda.The two images overlap strangely.

Song Guichen trembled violently, and only then did he realize that his memory had always been cursed, through the water mist... he couldn't remember the appearance of a god.

Lou Guanxue's eyes were as black as a barren mountain, he smiled and said slowly, "Song Guichen, long time no see."

"High priest, high priest!" Yan Lanyu panicked, stretched out her bright red nails regardless of her appearance, and tightly grasped Song Guichen's hand for a little comfort.Not only him, everyone present was choked by despair and fear, suffocating and collapsing.

All the nobles in Lingguang, all the sects who followed the royal family back then, Qiqi's face was pale, he couldn't help shrinking, he staggered and knelt down.

The wind and cloud are discolored.

Song Guichen's complexion was also not much better.

At the foot of Lou Guanxue is the Great Formation of Subduing Demons, with thousands of blood-red memories wrapped around her, going back to the beginning of the world.The black shackles piled on top of each other, and wisps of crazy resentment slowly poured in from his fingertips.

Lou Guanxue looked at her fingertips indifferently, her pupils turned a faint red.

He chuckled, and said slowly: "The spirit of Penglai? No wonder you were able to succeed a hundred years ago. But now, the spirit of Penglai is useless."

"Kill him!" Song Guichen's face turned pale, he closed his eyes and then opened them again, and ordered in a cold voice to all the monks present.

"High Priest?" Everyone in Yanlanyu was stunned and shouted tremblingly.

Song Guichen said: "Your Majesty was possessed by a big demon, and is now a demon."

Only then did Yan Lanyu regain her senses, she didn't dare to look at Lou Guanxue at all, it was like a deep-seated fear.

She trembled, and suddenly ordered loudly: "Did you hear that! Listen to the high priest! Kill him! Kill him!" All the monks who were half kneeling on the ground shaken by the divine breath gritted their teeth and stood up again. Monster, this is a monster, they told themselves in their hearts, a group of people picked up swords and weapons, and rushed to the center of the formation one after another.

Lou Guanxue raised her eyes and smiled jokingly, the blood in her pupils became more intense.

It's just that before all the monks approached, the black mist and blood barrier hovering in the air pierced through the body at the edge of the formation, smashed everything with their souls, and wiped out, leaving no room for resistance.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa———!"

At this moment, Yan Lanyu's soul was in agony, she yelled, and knelt down on the ground.Her hair was in disarray, as if she was meeting the person in front of her for the first time, her pupils were dilated and there was only panic.

Lou Guanxue walked out of the ruins, her black robes were covered with blood, her face was so strange and bewitching, like a god and a demon.

He raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were full of coldness and sarcasm, and said softly: "Song Guichen, I heard that you were dragged down by Fanchen. Now I see that Fanchen should be dragging you down."

Song Guichen's pupils shook violently.

Xia Qing's face was fragile and pale, looking at Shura Hell in front of him.

Blood spilled over the ruins and the ten-mile bamboo forest.

Zhuji was about to burst into tears with laughter: "Yes! He is the one who drags down the mortal world. After a hundred years, the world will be washed with blood, and the common people will atone for their sins!"

Xia Qing's throat was full of sweet blood. He closed his eyes and said, "Shut up."

Zhuji smiled strangely: "Xia Qing, it was you who made me appear. If your mind is stable and your mind is clear, I can't find the time at all. I have to thank you, let me see Song Guichen's miserable state now .”

Xia Qing pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

The strong wind swept across the world, purple thunder and black clouds gathered on Lingguang City, and the sound of the wind wailed, like the mourning of heaven and earth. "Ah, ah ah—" Yan Lanyu screamed suddenly, her whole body exploded from the head, her eyes widened, she was bewitched by the desire for power all her life, until now she awakened the curse in her blood.This is not a demon... This is not a demon... She dared not look into Guan Xue's eyes when she went upstairs. Tears and blood flowed all over her face, and she curled up on the ground in pain, life would be better than death.

The purple clouds in the sky were getting heavier and heavier, even in Lingguang, Xia Qing seemed to be able to hear the sound of landslides and tsunamis.

The earth split, the sea surged, and everything collapsed.Countless mountains crossed, just like thousands of palaces in an imperial city shattered at this moment, bringing everyone's desperate screams!

"Mother, woo woo woo, mother, I'm so scared!" A six-year-old child burst into tears.When he had no desire, he was slightly affected by the curse. He looked at his mother's body, trembling and choking.

The black miasma carries the hatred that has been suppressed for hundreds of years, destroying all living beings wherever it passes.Soon he was in front of him, and the young boy raised his head blankly, his clear and flawless eyes reflected the bloody world. "Mother!" When the danger was about to approach, he suddenly yelled, sobbing and hugging the woman's body tightly in fear, and buried his head like a small animal.

He thought he was going to die, but no, a soft sword intent enveloped him, with the fresh smell of grass and trees.

The boy looked up blankly, and saw a corner of the red robe.

Zhuji laughed loudly: "You think you can stop it, Xia Qing, I advise you to accept these stupid kindness!"

Xia Qing ignored her.

The moment the sword intent came out, the world was silent.

Lou Guanxue looked at everything without sadness or joy, with an indifferent expression, and he didn't raise his head until Xia Qing came out.

Across the corpses everywhere and countless blood, the two looked at each other from a distance.

The red ribbons fluttering on the bamboo grove match the boy's flying red clothes.

The blood in Lou Guanxue's eyes gradually dissipated.

Hatred bound his soul like a shackle, and the raging fire burned away his karma. Until this moment, he seemed to have calmed down.