chronicle of court survival

"Why are you disobedient and waiting for me in the dormitory?"

Lou Guanxue lowered her eyes and spoke softly.

He dispersed the blood and darkness around him, and walked forward, as if he wanted to hold Xia Qing's hand to see his pulse.

At this time, Song Guichen suddenly drew out his sword, and the Sifan sword rolled the leaves of the entire bamboo forest, and with a sharp purple light, it stabbed straight at Lou Guanxue.

Song Guichen said sharply, "Xia Qing, let's go!"

When Lou Guanxue heard this, the corners of Lou Guanxue's lips curled up playfully, and a cold killing intent appeared in his eyes, but in the end it was his concern for Xia Qing that prevailed, and he didn't pay attention to Song Guichen.

Sifan's sword intent couldn't get close to him at all, and even suffered a backlash in the air, stabbing back into Song Guichen's body.The high priest in purple grunted and knelt down.His five fingers were pale and convulsively inserted into the ground, his pupils were raised, and he stared blankly at the god who came back a hundred years later.

This is the only god in the world.

If it wasn't for the shark clan taking advantage of it back then, if it wasn't for the spirit of Penglai that could activate the laws of heaven and earth, who would be able to punish the gods.

Lou Guanxue wanted to reach out to grab Xia Qing's wrist, but Xia Qing grabbed him first.

The boy's fingertips were cold, almost trembling.

Lou Guanxue was stunned for a moment, and asked softly, "What's the matter?" Xia Qing rarely took the initiative in intimate matters, perhaps because he was too forgetful, he was dull and even a little dazed, and it took him a long time to react when he was taken advantage of. This time it is rare.

Xia Qing's face was weak and pale, and his light brown eyes looked at him quietly.

Lou Guanxue took all his expressions into his eyes, the long eyelashes like crow feathers drooped to hide the deep meaning, and said with a smile: "Good boy, don't look." He untied the blue ribbon on his wrist, leaned over and kissed the boy's cheek eyelashes.

The touch felt as cool as falling snow, before Xia Qing could react, his eyes were already covered by the hairband.

In an instant, the chaotic, bloody, war-torn ruins outside were pitch black, and the groans and howls that pierced the eardrums completely dissipated.

Lou Guanxue caressed his face with her fingers, and said with a gentle smile, "Hey, don't look at anything."

Song Guichen's mind was shocked, his pupils shrank a little, and he roared, "Lou Guanxue, Xia Qing's grievances from a hundred years ago have nothing to do with him! Let him go!"

Lou Guanxue chuckled ironically and ignored him.

Vast and powerful white light overflowed from the fingertips, forming a beam of pure and pure light, covering Xia Qing quietly.The chaos of the world collapsing, the sun and the moon subverting was isolated. Behind the young man, his wedding dress was like blood, standing outside the world of mortals.

Song Guichen naturally wouldn't believe their feelings, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, his regret turned into a thorn in his heart, and he stood up holding the Sifan sword - he caused his little junior to be used and deceived, but what did he do? Can't do it.

The smoke and dust dispersed in the air, thousands of black barriers and red mist, like a hundred years of karma, corresponding to the final fate of God's punishment.

"God." Song Guichen staggered a step, and said every word from the bloody throat, and said with difficulty: "A hundred years ago, it was me, Zhuji, and the Emperor Chu who caused you to end up like that. A hundred years later , There is a grievance and a debtor. I will bear these sins alone."

Lou Guanxue seemed to have just looked at him seriously now, his eyes were icy cold, he had a half-smile, and his tone was cold: "Are you alone?"

He asked lightly: "Song Guichen, what do you take to bear my hatred?"

boom.A black fog barrier broke out suddenly, penetrated into Song Guichen's body, suppressed his soul all at once, chewed his flesh and bones, and forced him to grit his teeth and kneel down again.

Lou Guanxue didn't look at him again.The robe flitted across the rustling grass, walked forward, and said indifferently: "Even if you dismantle your own bones and withdraw your soul now, kneeling in front of me is not enough."

He stopped in front of the ruins, which was the center of the formation and the source of all his memories and hatred.

Lou Guanxue stared at everything, smiled casually, and said softly: "A hundred years ago, you should have guessed that it would end like this."

Black clouds from sixteen prefectures pressed down on the city, the ground cracked open like a long snake, and countless high-rise buildings were turned into ruins in an instant.

All living beings screamed and struggled, unable to be freed, and the sound of disintegration formed the chaos of hell.

Civil and military officials prostrated themselves on the ground, howling and crying.

The bamboo forest was incomprehensible to the misery, and remained bleak. Yan Lanyu fell into the ruins, holding a handful of weeds with trembling fingers.She breathed violently, her pupils were dilated, and blood gushed out from her seven orifices. Suddenly, the last look that Yao Ke looked at her when she was beaten to death with a whip appeared in her mind—silver white, resentful and mocking. sleep well.

[The ancestors conquered Tongtianhai back then, brought countless treasures and won the favor of God. 】

There is no favor from God, only curses.All one's life seeks fame and wealth, all one's life desires for power, in the end the greedy dies from greed.Yan Lanyu twitched all over in pain, muttering: "No..." His soul was burned by the fire, and his flesh and blood were surging and exploding.

But before the words were finished, the person was already torn apart by the black barrier, the blood scattered and splashed on the grass.

Outside the gate of Lingguang City.

Countless mermaids gathered together, men, women and children shrank and bowed their heads, their bodies trembling.Wearing dusty prison uniforms and chains on their hands, they were driven out of the city gate by the soldiers with vicious noises.

"Hurry up, everyone!"

The moment they stepped out of the bustling city gate, the golden light shone through the clouds and shone on the faces of everyone, and shone into their numb and confused eyes.

Lingxi was held by Xue Fuguang and stood not far away, looking at this group of people quietly and suspiciously.

Sister Fuguang brought him to Lingguang after hearing what happened in the village.It is said that this is the place closest to the Buddha Pagoda, and it is also the place where oppression and torture are the deepest, and they must be rescued as soon as possible.

Is this his clan?But why, the tribe is like this.

Lingxi looked at their messy hair and scarred hands, their clear and unstained eyes were full of confusion.

The guard said impatiently: "All are here, take them away."

Xue Fuguang nodded: "Okay."

Tens of thousands of mermaids lined up in a long, long line in Lingguang City.

The sharks lowered their heads.

The inherent humiliation and suffering tortured all life, and cowardice and fear were written into the bones.They were dying, like dead and rotten trees, standing in black mass in front of the city gate.

On the city wall, Wei Liuguang quietly put his head out of the crenel, looked at the long dragon-like crowd below, and was shocked: "My darling, what are you doing here?"

Wei Niansheng stamped his feet in anger, "Wei Liuguang, is this the best way you said?"

Wei Liuguang took it for granted: "That's right! If you escaped from Lingguang City, Yan Lanyu can still capture you and send you to the palace."

So the method he gave was actually to ask her to run away overnight?Wei Niansheng cried out of anger at his unreliability, and felt that it was just insane for him to listen to his words and follow him.

The girl in a pink and white dress pursed her lips, her eyes became redder and redder, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and finally she couldn't hold back a "wow" cry.

Wei Niansheng trembled all over: "Wow, wow, wow, Wei Liuguang, you're such a bastard!"

She was pampered and spoiled since she was a child, and she was the jewel in the palm of Mr. Wei. When did she suffer from this kind of crime?Standing on this lonely and cold wall, Wei Niansheng became more and more angry as he thought about it, he sat down on the wall, covered his face with his sleeves and burst into tears.When she cried, she didn't care about her image at all, just like a child, with tears and snot all over her face, she didn't look like a noble daughter of the Wei family at all.

Weeds grow on the wall stacks, and the turquoise emerges from the cracks in the stones, swaying in the wind on the edge of her luxurious skirt outlined by gold threads.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Woo!"

Wei Liu's bald head got bigger.

He felt that by provoking Wei Niansheng, he was provoking an ancestor for himself.

He casually stuffed the folding fan into his sleeve, pounced on her and covered her mouth, angrily: "My aunt! Keep your voice down!"

But it was too late, the only silence at the gate of the city was the sound of the wind, and her cry had already spread throughout the world.

"Who's on top!" The guard with the knife sharpened his eagle eyes, raised his head and shouted loudly.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." Wei Niansheng had never been afraid of anyone in Lingguang, so he ignored him and continued to cry until he hiccupped.

Wei Liuguang collapsed and covered his face, scolding in his heart that this damn girl is really a bastard, and made him feel ashamed and angry.

"It's me." He leaned forward coldly.

"Miss Wei, Mr. Wei?" But the guards only recognized them at a glance, and their expressions were startled.The guards' domineering and disdainful attitude towards the sharks, in front of the golden and precious Lingguang family, all of a sudden left nothing but sincerity and fear.

Wei Niansheng was immersed in grief, he wiped his face when he heard his name, sniffed and looked down.

But she was stunned by just this one look, and she met countless pairs of numb and frightened eyes.The girl's fingers rested on the pile, and the clean eyes that had been washed by tears were left blankly.The pink and white dresses are scattered in the air, like fluttering flowers.

The sky is dark, the bricks and tiles of the city wall are blue and gray, and the wind blows through the world. Under the wall, two worlds are separated, like two lives.

Wei Niansheng stayed there for a long time before recovering his voice: "Why are they all wearing handcuffs? Did they make a mistake? No, I remember that the chains used by Ling Guang to deal with prisoners are not like this. They are instruments of torture. Well. God, there are nails, and the nails are all in the flesh, too much."

Wei Niansheng leaned against the wall, looking at the bloody hands and feet of those mermen, he felt sympathy and anger.

The spoiled daughter of the Wei family always did her own thing. With her hands on the wall, she bent down and yelled at the chief guard, "Hey, untie them quickly! You're abusing lynching! I'll go back and tell my father, You will be arrested!"

"Ah? Miss Wei, what did you say?" The chief guard was at a loss, and was taken aback by this noble and precious Miss Wei, but he didn't dare to refute because of his status.

"You don't—" But Wei Niansheng's voice stopped abruptly, because all eyes focused on her, completely stunned her.

The sharks slowly raised their heads.Numerous numb, old, silent and resentful gazes rushed towards her.

"I..." She was frightened, with a blank look on her face.Did she say something wrong just now?

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the direction of the Lingguang City Palace, and the whole world changed color.

The strong wind howled across the mountains and rivers, rolled over, and almost blew her off the wall.

"Ah!" Wei Niansheng exclaimed, and her fingers tightly hugged the wall. She turned pale and looked back: "What's wrong? Is the pagoda broken?"

"The Buddha Pagoda is broken." Xue Fuguang's voice was hoarse and ethereal.Her long, dull hair floated in the wind, and her eyes looked into the distance.

Passing over countless mermen, crossing the city wall, and looking towards the east, there are dense black clouds and purple electricity, vigorous and vigorous, as if they want to tear apart nothingness.

"My God! This is what happened."

Wei Niansheng was a little scared, she subconsciously looked away, turned around and met a pair of dead and quiet eyes.

From a woman in a lotus blue dress.

She froze for a moment.

The girl in the pink and white dress has pearls and jade on her temples, shining golden and becoming the only light in the chaotic world.

Her eyes are clear, and her body is luxurious. She is the glory of human beings for a hundred years, and also... the last crystallization of human greed.

Wei Liuguang was thinking about how to leave her behind quietly and play around by himself.Suddenly noticing that the ground under his feet was shaking, he froze, turned around, only to see the city wall collapsed, and the girl sitting on the wall, holding a few wisps of grass with her fingertips, the man fell down the city with the stones before he could react.

Wei Liuguang's eyes widened, and he suddenly shouted, "Wei Niansheng!"

Wei Niansheng's face was pale, and he grasped the air in vain, but he didn't grab anything.Her blue hair spread out and fell down, her robe fluttered like a butterfly or a falling flower.

"what--!"

The moment the city wall collapsed, countless mermen raised their heads stiffly.

The black purple light broke through the clouds and mist, and there was a damp and cold breath in the air, bringing back memories belonging to the sea.

Humiliation, displacement, and suffering have been passed down from generation to generation, engraved in their bones, and their confused and chaotic eyes are gradually cleared up.The heavy rain fell, and someone whimpered. The cowardice and hesitation were burned by the fire of hatred, the nails became longer, and the eyes suddenly became scarlet.

"Miss Wei!" The chief guard's face was shocked. If Wei Niansheng had an accident with him, his life would be lost.He wanted to catch her, wanted to show some kindness in front of Wei's family, but he didn't expect to take a quick step forward, grabbing his shoulder from behind with one hand.In the next second, poof, the sharp nails ruthlessly tore open his chest, straight for his heart.The head guard stared wide-eyed, turned his head in disbelief, and met the merman's bloody smile.

"The shark has turned into a demon!"

Screaming pierced the sky, and the soldiers escorting the sharks were scared to death.

"Wei Niansheng!"

And Wei Liuguang was lying on the top of the wall, his eyes were about to burst.

[The Sharks slaughtered all the fishing villages near Dongzhou.Wei Liuguang, do you remember where the elder brother is from? 】

[I know God is innocent, but if there must be a sinner to stop this endless killing, I think I am quite suitable. 】

[Every year on March [-]th, when the stinging sting occurs, the Lingwei flower will glow at night on the sea.Those mermaids who lost their way due to the storm can return home if they find the light.And the panic-stricken old man on the verge of death can reach his resting place if he looks for the light. 】

[Back then, I turned my back on the gods and tried to go ashore, but now it is all retribution. 】

[The merman must die on the tomb, because the Lingwei flower can only bloom there.Lingwei, it is the soul of the shark.The god is really cruel, now that the barren mound has become a wall, once the mermaid dies, his soul will be scattered.However, this has nothing to do with me. 】

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

[This flower, I can't keep it at all. 】

Standing outside the world of mortals, Xia Qing heard the voices of countless people. The current and past lives were chaotic and upside down, like a tide drowning him.one's own, others'.Every word, whether laughing or crying, whether calm or intense, going round and round, has become the wheel of life that no one can escape after a hundred years.

Zhuji didn't dare to speak out in front of Lou Guanxue and waited until now to speak again, proud and resentful: "Ha, in the end, who can tell right from wrong? The human race is wrong, and the mermaid race is wrong. Since they can't tell, Let's go to hell together."

Xia Qing's expression was indifferent, and the brown eyes under the long eyelashes were like deep water.The red robe makes his skin like snow. He stands between the sky and the earth, like a quiet and lonely sword.

Zhuji proudly said: "Xia Qing, you can't stop him."

Listening to her words, Xia Qing couldn't help but think of the slit between Wen Jiao's eyebrows.

Appeared in his sight at the beginning of March when the pear blossoms were blooming.

——Scarlet like blood, like a stroke drawn by cinnabar, from which all grievances and grievances are opened.

Xia Qing was silent for so long before speaking for the first time, her voice was as soft as snow: "Zhuji, I never thought of stopping him."

Zhuji was stunned.

Xia Qing's face was pale, and he clenched his fingers: "A hundred years ago, I couldn't prevent the Great Formation of Punishing Gods from falling, so how can I prevent God's punishment from coming a hundred years later."

Zhuji's tone was weird: "Really, you really think so?"

Xia Qing didn't speak.

He just glanced at the floating light in the sky, and asked her: "Today is the day when you said that I would lose my soul?"

Zhuji was awakened by his words, and she was stunned for a long time before bursting out laughing: "Yes, yes! Hahahaha how did I forget, hahahaha I almost forgot the most important thing!"

She looked almost insane.

"Of course you have to pay a price to attract a soul from another world. I will bind you to the Emperor of Chu, and you are not allowed to leave him. My lord, but different paths lead to the same goal, the moment your lord becomes a god, the ties with the world are broken, and the body is reshaped, Emperor Chu is also dead in a sense. Naturally, you cannot escape the fate of being scattered."

Zhuji hooked her lips: "Oh, there is another way." Like a poisonous snake, she slowly bewitched him: "You stop him! You let him destroy his soul, give up his strength, and don't become a god."

"Go, Xia Qing."

Xia Qing quietly looked at everything in front of him.The moment he regained his memory, all his cultivation was returned to his body, the whistling of mountains and seas, and the trembling of vegetation all rang in his ears.

He heard all kinds of cries and yells in Lingguang City.Earthquakes, tsunamis, collapses.

The mighty catastrophe came, and every family was huddled in the dark, and the children were covered by adults, crying "Don't be afraid" with tears streaming down their faces.

He also heard thousands of people crying under the city wall.

He heard the girl fall from the wall.

Under the wall and under the wall, each of them will return home after a hundred years.

Greed and ambition breed endless evil.

...However, hatred should not be inherited by innocent descendants.

To stop killing with killing, the reincarnation of grievances and grievances continues, and there is no end at all.

"I'm about to lose my mind."

Xia Qing lowered her eyes and looked at her hands.

The relic Buddha beads on the wrist were so hot that they seemed to be branded on the skin.

His skin was so white that it was unreal, like a phantom.

Zhuji hated everyone in Penglai. Seeing him in this situation, she was naturally elated: "Xia Qing, don't you struggle a bit. You must know that the soul is scattered, that is, it is completely separated from the five elements. At that time, even the gods will not be able to get you Resurrection."

Xia Qing looked at her palm, and asked her with a cold sword intent flowing across the palm lines.

"Do you think I'm afraid of death?"

Zhuji choked.

Xia Qing suddenly laughed, with a shallow smile, and said, "Zhuji, do you know what I dreamed about during the two days I was in a coma?"

He said softly, "I dreamed about my master."

"He said that the third form of Taishang Wangqing needs to be comprehended by myself, because it is my own karma. I used to think that Taishang Wangqing, if I fell in love, I have a concern, and I will never recover. Since then, my heart has been broken, and I have cultivated for a hundred years. Destroyed once."

Xia Qing paused for a moment, then smiled to himself: "It seems that I misunderstood the meaning of no care and no care."

What is caring is the longing that cannot be let go in the heart.

No encumbrance, nothing to worry about, what you want is a great freedom, what you want is a clear state of mind, what you want is that he faces himself calmly, does not escape or dodge, does not blindly feel great compassion, and does not blindly feel great joy.

The third form of being too forgetful.

He has seen the world and all living beings, but he has never understood himself.

If you don't understand your own love, hatred, and grievances, if you don't understand your mortal fetters, if you don't understand, it's never a disaster for him to love him.There is no need to be afraid, and there is no need to be afraid.

The Ananda sword slowly turned into substance in the palm of the hand. The sword body is bright and the ancient wood is pitch black. It was born in the primordial primordial primordial, and it has the same origin with the gods. It can easily break through this barrier.What's more, Lou Guanxue couldn't bear to hurt him at first, and when she realized that he wanted to leave, all the divine lights dispersed on her own initiative.

Lou Guanxue stood in the middle of the ruins, blood glistened on her robe, black shackles shrouded the entire pagoda like a long snake, and the hatred belonging to God became more and more crazy after a hundred years.Blood-red memories floated beside him, overlapping one after another, like thick fog and vines, pinning him in place.

"Xia Qing..." Song Guichen stared blankly when he saw him walk out of the divine light.

Xia Qing held the misty green hairband in one hand, and the sword in the other, and walked forward.Mo spread in the air, the blood-red wedding dress swept across the ruins and dead bodies, the world was distorted, dark clouds, thunder and lightning were oppressive, and he seemed to be the only bright color in the turbid world.

When Xia Qing heard the voice, she turned her head and glanced at Song Guichen, her light brown eyes were neither sad nor happy.

In this life and the previous life, the backwater sea echoed the surging moat that night when we left Lingguang City.On and off the bridge, grievances and grievances are endless.

Xia Qing suddenly smiled.

Zhuji suddenly became vigilant: "What are you going to do?"

Xia Qing was quiet for a moment, then regained consciousness, he murmured, "What am I going to do..."

What is he going to do...

Since he is destined to be scattered, why not take this entangled world with him.

The bamboo forest rustled, startled the blue birds to fly to the sky, and the bells hanging on the corners of the eaves of the Zhaixing Tower rang non-stop.

Xia Qing clenched his sword tightly, stopped looking at Song Guichen, and walked towards the center of the ruins.

The hatred belonging to God was in the air, and the black energy was raging, which became obstacles to his progress.

Xia Qing picked up the Ananda sword, lowered his eyes, and split all obstacles.

At this moment, it seemed to return to the night when the shrine collapsed.

The same screaming, running, and analyzing and disintegrating everything.

The same ruins, big formation, separated by bloody wind and rain, he walked towards him.

Lou Guanxue's eyes are dark and extremely indifferent, like undusted gems.

He stood at the end of the hatred, watching him quietly.

He casually thought, did Xia Qing come to persuade him?Advise him not to kill Song Guichen, and advise him to let innocent people go.It should be, his lover is kind and sincere in his bones, and he doesn't want to see killing at all.

Lou Guanxue slowly raised the corners of her lips, her eyes were full of tenderness and tenderness, but there was an indifferent voice in her heart.

——But, no way.

He might spend a long, long time coaxing Xia Qing after everything was destroyed.

"Why don't you listen to me?"

Lou Guanxue stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch Xia Qing's face lightly, but the moment her fingers touched the young man's skin, her body became stiff and she raised her head suddenly, with a trace of blood red in the depths of her pupils.

This is an expression he has never had before. He has never been plotted in the palace, and his soul has been torn apart.

Xia Qing knew that he was going to disappear.

He has never felt anything about life and death, but he never thought that after having a lover, now there is a trace of regret and sadness.

Xia Qing thought to himself, so I am also afraid of death.

It's just that this matter was unresolved from the beginning.

From the moment he was brought into this world and entered the wheel of life, it was destined to have such a day.

In fact, it took a lot of effort to break through the black barrier, and every sword shot made him exhausted.

He was so tired, until now, looking at Lou Guanxue, he didn't think about any grievances or responsibilities, he just stretched out his hand, just like that night in the bedroom, and stroked the very shallow mole on his eye.

The corners of Xia Qing's lips were raised, the young man's appearance was gorgeous, and the fragility and coldness between his brows turned into a bright spring at this moment, he said softly: "Look, I didn't lie to you."

Lou Guanxue held his wrist firmly, almost exhausting all her strength.

Xia Qing said in a serious tone: "Lou Guanxue, you survived and became yourself. You haven't changed since you were a child."

The chaotic and troubled world seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and the blood in the air seemed to be replaced by the cool wind from the night of Waking of Zhezhe.

That night fireflies flew up the wall full of small white flowers.

Insects crawled out of their holes, and the green grass and loess were full of life.

In the ruined walls, black barriers and blood fog intertwined, Xia Qing's eyes were as clear as ever, overlapping with the childish boy sitting on the wall comforting him.

He thought for a while and said with a smile: "Look, you have always lived for yourself. Your hatred is your own, and your love is also your own."

"Of course, if possible, I don't want you to be a god at all."

When Xia Qing said this, his body couldn't hold on any longer, and he staggered.

Lou Guanxue looked a little confused, she wanted to reach out to support him, but because her body was shaking, she knelt down with Xia Qing.

Xia Qing quietly looked at his current appearance, with a sharp pain in her heart, and asked softly: "Lou Guanxue, are you in pain? While inheriting these hatreds."

Xia Qing brushed his eyebrows with trembling fingers.

In fact, the first time he saw Zhaixinglou, he had murmured in his heart that this tyrant looks really good-looking.

"It must be very painful."

Xia Qing's eyes were slightly red, and he said confusedly: "I don't want you to become a god at all, because it hurts too much... The karma of hatred is too heavy. But I couldn't take you out back then..."

"Lou Guanxue."

He called out his name softly.

The hair tie in my hand has long since drifted away, flying towards the ruins with the wind.

But now, Xia Qing let go of his hand, put down his sword, cupped his face with both hands, and kissed him almost like a sacrificial offering.

Tears flowed from the closed eyelashes, hot and hot, and fell into the pool of blood in the ruins.

"What I'm afraid of is your pain."

The whole world cannot bear your hatred.

This karmic grievance has no end at all.

"Xia Qing!" Lou Guanxue opened his eyes, his eyes were full of blood, and his voice was extremely cold, calling out his name word by word.

The moment Ananda's sword fell to the ground.

The voice was clear and crisp, bringing back all the entanglements of the previous life.

Lou Guanxue's brain throbbed, he had heard this voice when he was trapped in the Stupa Pagoda when he was six years old.

To quell all bloody tyranny and become a resting place in his bizarre world.

It turned out that it was the sound of him putting down his sword.

The Ananda sword is now just a sword soul, and it will be scattered in the air when it hits the ground.Dots of blue light shrouded Xia Qing's surroundings. The No. [-] sword in the world was inherited from heaven and earth, and a delicate and gentle halo appeared on his body. The stars of the mountains, rivers, sun, and moon reflected each other. Rubbing his eyes lightly, he wanted to laugh, but it was too sad, and the movement of the corners of his lips made his internal organs ache.

Zhuji was tortured by the sword intent, and she couldn't bear the pain. She yelled heartbreakingly: "Xia Qing! You are crazy! What are you doing!"

What is he doing.

Breaking through the third form of Taishang Wangqing, he and Anandajian have long been in harmony with each other.

Xia Qing's eyes were full of tears, but he burst out laughing.

God's hatred is too heavy...

The bloodbath of the common people cannot be appeased.

He didn't want karma to reincarnate again, and he didn't want him to be in pain.

The red string tied to the wrist broke, and the relic rolled to the ground.

Xia Qing's body kept getting weaker and more transparent.Stormy.The vastness of Ananda's sword penetrated into the depths of his soul, and the light of the sword spread across the sky and the earth. At this moment, the thousands of black barriers that spanned the imperial city seemed to have finally found an outlet after being hungry for hundreds of years. The strips flowed into Xia Qing's body.

"roll!"

Lou Guanxue's eyes were red, and she stretched out her hand to tear off the black barriers, but what his fingers passed through was nothingness.

In Zhuji, tortured by two destructive forces one after another, he once again experienced the feeling of being smashed to pieces before he was alive, and screamed.

It's just that Xia Qing can't hear anything at this moment, his soul is getting lighter, dissipating, scattered into light dust, scattered into particles, just like what he said on the wall to comfort Lou Guanxue, people will return to heaven and earth after death , It belongs to the loess, so there is no need to regret it.

But he looked at Lou Guanxue's scarlet and confused eyes that gradually became foggy, but he couldn't say a single pale word of comfort.

The ethereal headband, too, was lost in the ruins, made of a baby's umbilical cord, the first and last bond destroyed.

He will eventually become a god.

Ananda's Sword Soul and God's resentment used his body as a battlefield, biting and entangled, one ebb and flow, devouring each other.

Logically speaking, he should be in pain, but Xia Qing didn't seem to feel it.He could feel his consciousness dissipating.

On the eve of his disappearance, he was in a trance for a moment and remembered many things.The first sight at the bottom of the deep sea, thousands of lingwei flowers above the barren mound.The spring thunder in the Zhaixing Building, and the mountain village where the smoke is curling up in the afternoon, the setting sun is like blood, before the dressing mirror, turn around and give a kiss of sweet-scented osmanthus oil.Pull one hair and move the whole body.

Xia Qing still had tears in his eyes, but he seemed to be talking to himself, and said softly: "Lou Guanxue, you have never been my forever."

"You are the self that I can't see through, and the direction of my Dao heart."

it's me.

The sea of ​​bitterness is the karma that he has willingly brought upon himself.

"Wei Niansheng!"

When Wei Niansheng fell, he didn't even have time to cry, he only had fear in his heart.Those mermen hated her, although she didn't know why they hated her, but she knew that she would be torn into pieces by them if she fell into the merman group, so she choked up and shouted: "Gu Xiuyuan, save me!"

It's just that her Gu Lang is not in Lingguang at all.

She has only one brother who is not reliable at all.

Xue Fuguang raised his eyes, just about to save that human noble girl.

Unexpectedly, suddenly there was a bang from the sky and the earth, and it rained cats and dogs, as if it wanted to wash away all the karma of sins.

Every mermaid seemed to have been scalded by the rain, with wisps of white smoke coming out of the skin.

They have lost their minds, their eyes are bloodshot, roaring, staring at the girl who fell from the wall, all their hatred seems to be vented on her!

But before they could act, they suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, cold and deep, with the desolate dampness of the sea.

"Sister Xue, look!" Lingxi's eyes widened all of a sudden, and she stared forward blankly.

I saw countless white particles floating in the air, which were invisible, but when they gathered together, they looked like streams of light.They cover the wilderness in white, blurring the boundary between the two worlds under the wall, condensing and transforming into ice-blue lingwei flowers in the heavy rain of the dark sky.The souls of those merman who died on Sixteen Continents and could not rest in peace, found their destination again the moment God woke up.

"Lingwei..." Xue Fuguang murmured.

Heaven and earth are silent.

Wei Liuguang lay on the wall and was stunned.Wei Niansheng fell to the ground, his eyes were red and he forgot to speak.But looking at all this, the sharks suddenly whimpered in pain, prostrated themselves on the ground, and cried bitterly in despair.

The cry was heard throughout the wilderness.

A hundred years of grievances and grievances, only the heavy rain is left.