[Thunderbolt] Your sister

In the forbidden area of ​​the three races in the alien world, the evil record of ten thousand blood enshrined on the golem statue shone with a strange green light, sucking three souls into the bottomless magic vortex.

Immediately, the water in the Heavenly Demon Pool trembled, and the emperors of all generations in the Alien Demon Realm became excited, ecstatic, and cheered loudly one after another.

"Open—Xielu is open! Hahahahaha...!!!"

Yinzhu Zhu Wu released the spirit of the ghost king, suppressing the abnormal restlessness in Tianmochi, and gave a low voice: "Quiet!"

The magic pool instantly returned to calm, and the Ten Thousand Blood Evil Records released its magic energy, displaying an extremely complete and detailed picture scroll of China in mid-air; as the magic energy condensed, a silver pillar suddenly appeared in the southeast of the picture scroll.

"The position of Tianshen Pillar in Water Town has been obtained."

Yin Yin Zhu Wu nodded in satisfaction, thoughtful.

Behind him, Teng Xielang, Tunfo Boy, and Yin Ting Wu Wu lowered their heads and waited for instructions.

At this moment, Master Fu Ying came back with a rare joy in his body: "The Xielu has been opened smoothly, and the other half of the Xielu will also be opened at the same time. Xuanzong can't destroy the book as he wished, so he can only do it with me." They are going on at the same time. The Demon Realm advocates destroying Shenzhou, and Xuanzong and the Central Plains must work together to stop it."

"It's such a difficult situation, thanks to the military division's good control, it was completed. And you, you have worked hard." Zhu Wu verbally praised a few words in a formulaic way, and began to assign tasks: "The spirit of the pillar of spirit, and the innocence The people are closely related, set up ambushes in the four directions close to the divine pillar, draw out the air like the shadow of the moon, and try to disrupt their investigation."

"My lord, the strategy of disturbance has already been drawn up by my subordinates, and it can be carried out immediately."

A subtle smile appeared on Zhu Wu's face: "Ha, what's the strategy? Is it Feng Qianxue?"

"Exactly, if you want to stop the transmission of the Demon Emperor's divine source, the Central Plains' first choice is to kill her, but Xuanzong will definitely protect her with all his strength. Use her to split the righteous way, stir up conflicts between Xuanzong and the Central Plains, kill two birds with one stone, save worry and effort. "

"Well... yes. Tengxie, I still leave this matter to you, and proceed quickly."

"Yes."

Teng Xielang raised his eyes and gave Zhu Wu a dark look, and retreated after receiving the order, but his heart became more and more suspicious. Since the battle with Xiao Zhongjian, Zhu Huang seemed to have completely dispelled all distracting thoughts and focused on the destruction of Shenzhou.It's just...has he really given up all thoughts and obeyed the overall situation?

The ghost prince found that he still couldn't see through this maverick biological father.

Beside the Heavenly Demon Pool, Emperor Zhu continued to assign tasks: "Boy Tunfo, Yingwu, I will personally enter the Conscious Realm to meet with Xuantao, and you will stay behind in the Demon Realm."

"As ordered."

After dismissing the two juniors, Zhu Wu looked at Teacher Fu Ying with a slightly mocking look: "Leave all the miscellaneous matters to others, so that you can concentrate on dealing with your angry old enemy Zheshan Army. Hmm...maybe he's not the only one, okay Cousin, can you bear it?"

Master Fu Ying pulled the small quilt on her body, bowed her head and said, "It's an expected situation, so we should think carefully about how to deal with it."

"Hahaha..." Zhu Wu couldn't help laughing loudly: "A yellow-haired girl, disturbing the number of days to this point, really added extra work to you, hard work."

"Disturbing the number of days has its own backlash, and she will not be able to escape the punishment of heaven because of her special background. Once she recognizes the facts, it is almost impossible for her to leave that place."

"Heaven's way..." Yin Yan Zhu Wu closed his eyes slightly, and it seemed that the yellow-haired girl ruthlessly complained about his stupid face, and he felt a little embarrassed and mocking.

——Magic words, really great irony.

Soon, he dispelled the unnecessary thoughts, and asked instead: "How long will it take to transport the magic source?"

"Nineteen."

"Very good." Zhu Wu stepped closer to the Heavenly Demon Pool, looking at the Nine Disasters and Yuan Tai who were sleeping in the pool, "Next, let me do the work. Master Fu Ying, open the passage, let me enter the Consciousness Realm!"

Since the battle of Linggu Mountain, the sky of misery has been oppressed by the power of the demon god, it is extremely fragile, and it may completely collapse from time to time.

However, only some of the cracks have already caused natural disasters. The four seasons of yin and yang are out of order, the seasons in various places are disordered, or there are continuous snowstorms, or the scorching sun, and hurricanes are raging everywhere on the coast, and extreme air currents pass through the Central Plains from time to time.

Seeing the dire situation that day, Feiyu Resentment Ji immediately sent a distress signal to the Jiange of the Red Mansion, the place where she was born.

Feng Qianxue was pierced by evil spirits, and she was connected to the realm of gods and ghosts. Yin Qiujun wanted to take her away but had no choice but to wait where she was.

Such a huge movement naturally attracted the attention of righteous people. Su Huanzhen arrived at the first time, and was also confused about the situation; Mo Chenyin, who rushed to the scene with Cuishanxing, knew that it was too late after seeing this scene. .

"How could it be... hey!" Cui Shanxing was stunned and then furious: "He was taken a step ahead by the Demon Realm again!"

"What's going on?"

The fellow practitioners reunited in the past, and the grievances and grievances have not yet been sorted out. At this moment, Yin Qiujun didn't care whether he was awkward or not, and asked questions directly.

"Ask me?" Cui Shanxing frowned coldly, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Why don't you ask yourself! The matter has come to this point, you should also guess the origin of Qianxue, who is the one who planted it? Because, the final retribution is on her!!!"

If Ye Xiaochai hadn't been captured by the Demon Realm, he wouldn't have been controlled by Master Fu Ying; if he hadn't been controlled by Master Fu Ying, he wouldn't have been under the deep hint of Master Fu Ying to attack Feng Qianxue.

After all, everyone knows who is responsible for Ye Xiaochai's capture.

The sharp-tongued Yin Qiujun was yelled at by Cuishanxing, and he was speechless, his face was tense, and his hand holding the fan was squeezed loudly.

Compared with the four wonders of thaumaturgy, Liuxian has a deeper bond with Jinzi and Jinzi. Cuishanxing is angry, so he doesn't worry about his mood, his face is so ugly that Mo Chenyin doesn't know how to persuade him .

"Cuishan trip, for the time being..." Mo Chenyin paused, feeling very annoyed at his negligence in his heart, and shared the unintentional persuasion, and changed to the topic: "Did Cang ever say the solution?"

Cui Shanxing shook his head helplessly: "The number of days has been messed up, and the strings are hard to determine. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to retreat bravely to retreat and investigate."

"Taoist." Su Zhenzhen interrupted the conversation of several Xuanzong disciples, with an apologetic expression on his face: "Please forgive me for the matter of Ye Xiaochai. But the most urgent task is to try to rescue Feng Qianxue. I see the strands she is connected to. Power seems to be related to the demon world, so don't take it lightly."

"We have reached a consensus on this point." Although Mo Chenyin's face was solemn, he tried his best to soften his tone to comfort Ye Xiaochai who was standing quietly beside Feng Qianxue: "Ye Xiaochai, this is not your will, so don't blame yourself."

"……what."

Dao Kuang Jian Chi didn't look back, but just stared at the little girl who was breathing weakly on the ground, feeling extremely heavy.

Unwilling to continue entangled in the ins and outs, Mo Chenyin and Su Zhenzhen continued to talk about Feng Qianxue's situation: "At present, I don't know what method the Demon Realm has adopted to use Qianxue as a medium to transport the magic source, and..."

At the moment when everyone was discussing, the Zenith Phantom became clear again, and it seemed that it was about to crush the sky with its heavy weight. The human masters living in a difficult situation all sensed a powerful, indifferent, and irresistible force slowly approaching world.

This kind of feeling can only be...God! ! !

Everyone at the scene understood each other, startled, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Su Zhenzhen looked up at the phantom above the sky, with a lot of thoughts, put aside all doubts, and said urgently: "No matter what the devil's plan is, the sky must be stopped now, otherwise the sky will collapse and the vitality of the world will disappear. Make a move, and the world will perish!"

"We agree. What is Su Xianren's plan?"

"The sky collapses, the earth cracks...um..." Su Zhenzhen contemplated for a moment: "The poor have a vague direction.

Yin Qiujun couldn't help interjecting to ask, "What direction?"

"Goddess Island." Su Huan turned to the steward of the Glazed Wonderland calmly: "My friend, please do this with the Four Extraordinary People."

"Ah? It's me again? Trouble piles after piles, if I knew it, I would have paid for it to avoid disaster, hey..." Qu Shitu patted his head helplessly, sighed in resignation and went to run errands.

Afterwards, Su Zhenzhen took a deep look at Ye Xiaochai, and said goodbye to everyone in Xuanzong: "The poor ones continue to pay attention to the trends of the demon world and the world of consciousness. Daoist, please. Xiaochai..."

Ye Xiaochai lowered her eyes silently, hesitated for a moment, and followed quietly.

nothingness.

Icy.

Feng Qianxue was like walking on the bank of the River of Forgetfulness, the air was thin and there were no living things, and there was a turbulent black torrent under her feet, and every step she took took a lot of energy.

But she has experienced life and death several times, and the scene in front of her clearly told her that this is not the river of forgetfulness, let alone the path of reincarnation.

She didn't know how long she had walked, and time seemed meaningless in this space.

The footsteps became heavier and heavier, and it became more and more difficult to breathe, until a figure in a white robe appeared in front of her eyes, and the darkness oppressing her suddenly dissipated.

"Ru... Master Kisaragi?"

She called out uncertainly.

Ru Yueying turned around, stretched out a hand, gently grabbed her, and pulled her out of the black torrent very easily.

"Remember what I told you, the backlash of heaven will definitely bring about more terrible consequences."

"……Yes."

"But do you know why you have the ability to count the days?"

Feng Qianxue frowned blankly: "Is it because of... my fate?"

Kisaragi shook her head: "Fate is an illusion, in essence, you are lifeless."

"The life of no life?"

Hearing this statement for the first time, Feng Qianxue was even more puzzled. Just as she was about to get to the bottom of it, time and space were suddenly distorted, and her body seemed to be floating, wrapped in endless scrolls and sucked into the torrent of time.

She saw the white-haired god in white clothes above the majestic temple, with disappointment and anger flowing in the different-colored eyes, and then his robes and hair turned to black, holding a sky ax to kill the dragon, and looking at the world ruthlessly.

The god slowly opened his lips.

She heard him say - filth.

Afterwards, a river of blood flowed in front of his eyes, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.

The oppression of the gods, even in the illusion, was enough to make her tremble and unable to breathe.

When the illusion dissipated, she felt like a rescued drowning person, kneeling half-kneeling, gasping for breath, and then alertly and panickedly growling at the white-robed man: "You are not Ru Yueying, who are you?!"

The figure of the white-clothed monk fluctuates between virtual and real, and in a blink of an eye it turns into the head of six strings.

"I am I, the spectator of the way of heaven; I am also you, the wreckage of creation."

What is this all about? !

Feng Qianxue decided not to respond to the other party's nagging, and instead brought up a topic that is easier to talk about now: "What I saw just now is..."

"The past, or the future."

"This is the so-called way of heaven... Heaven's will will destroy the world?!"

"What do you think?"

"The Head of the Six Strings" said: "But this is not the first thing you need to understand. Do you still remember your long memories? That peaceful world..."

With a wave of his whisk, long-lost pictures appeared in front of his eyes.

There are many tall buildings and a lot of traffic.

Feng Qianxue's body was distorted again by the space, and she was in the picture, as if she was actually there.

Seeing the modern rooms and furnishings that are now unfamiliar, she hesitated to move forward.

This should... be... her "home" in her previous life.

Cozy and calm.

The scene changed quickly, and she went to the hospital again.

Her "parents" were still young, pacing anxiously outside the ICU, collapsing, and crying.

Then, she saw the little girl in the ICU gradually waking up, and a certain spiritual light flashed through her mind, so fast that she had no time to catch it.

This seems to be... a life-and-death experience in her previous life when she was five or six years old, and acute meningitis almost killed her.After that illness, she lived alive and well until she was 19 years old, and then came to this world...

No.

wrong.

What did she forget?

After the display of long-standing memories ended, "The Head of the Six Strings" looked at her quietly, and continued to ask: "Do you think, at this moment, do you really know yourself?"

"I..." She wanted to say yes, but she had no confidence; she wanted to say no, but she didn't understand why she had a strong connection with two unrelated worlds. Countless thoughts swirled in her mind, and she finally gave up thinking: "……I have no idea."

"People always hope to explain the unknown with the known, so in the three thousand worlds, things and I coexist, do people exist in the world, or the world exists in the heart?"

Questions that are close to the ultimate philosophy make a row of things slip through her mind. Matter is objective. Consciousness is subjective. Matter determines consciousness. Consciousness has an active effect on matter...Think about the fact that all kinds of demons are dancing around in a difficult situation...it can't be done. , the three views should be confused.

"Protoplasm, quality produces space, space produces time, and time produces all things. Time is endless, space has no boundaries, and quality is immeasurable. In infinite time and space, tiny variables can create an independent and brand-new world."

Feng Qianxue became more and more confused, and complained on her forehead: "Can you... speak human language?"

"Ha...you doubt yourself, and you also doubt this world. I can answer your most superficial questions, but I can't help you understand your own origin."

"Please tell me sir."

"You can be said to be an incomplete force, or it can be said to be a vague idea. You exist, and you do not exist. You have memories of past lives, but these memories are illusions; you have experience in this life, but this experience is a phantom. "The figure in front of him changed again, and it was Yu Renfei's voice and appearance: "In other words, do you think you exist?"

After the words fell, the space in front of Feng Qianxue's eyes dimmed again, and endless lights and shadows crisscrossed towards her face. She realized that she had once again fallen into a state of being unable to move, and was forced to feel the torrent that was spinning around, not knowing whether it was east, west, north, south, or north.

The sinking of consciousness gradually leads to insensibility, desperate to get rid of but unable to struggle, the dark and deep frozen space quietly gushes out the flow of heart, gradually awakening the broken and vague impression in the bottom of my heart.

Too easily boundless emptiness.

In the beginning, it was formless and qualityless.

As for Taishi, Shishi has form but has no quality.

The Taisu universe took shape and condensed into chaos.

Taiji Yin and Yang are indistinguishable, until the moment when the primordial energy breaks out, the creation energy bursts out, leaving some tiny gas in the remaining cold ash after the huge afterglow burns out.

The power condensed by these gases is neither human nor ghost, neither god nor demon, neither demon nor evil, neither virtual nor real, it circulates in infinite time and space reincarnation, constantly absorbs the "quality" of all walks of life, and the accumulation of quantity eventually makes it gain consciousness and soul.

She remembered.

She is... the unformed remnant force in the process of creating the world.

—born before chaos, existed in non-existence.

She circulated in the three thousand worlds in the state of "Qi". Gradually, her consciousness was born, and she opened her eyes to see the world. She was curious for a while, and got into the body of a dying five-year-old girl amidst the cries of a pair of parents who were dying of pain. , stole her two souls and four souls, and survived majestically.

One day, when her soul was unstable, she left that world and drifted into another world where there were endless wars and disasters.

Once again, in the silent and suppressed crying of a little boy in the sin pit, he entered the body of another dying child, took her soul and three souls away, and became a "human being" without telling the truth.

——In the torrent of time and space, Feng Qianxue's hands and feet were cold, and her whole body went limp.

Under the instigation of someone with a heart, the news that "Ye Xiaochai is still under the control of the demon world" and "Feng Qianxue is the transmission medium of the demon source" spread throughout the Central Plains overnight.

The ever-increasing sense of oppression on the sky, and the resurgence of the alien dragon that anyone with a little skill can detect, instantly detonated the panic in the collapse mode.

The unstoppable martial artists flocked to Liuli Wonderland in groups, asking Su Zhenzhen to tell Ye Xiaochai's whereabouts; even more outraged people inquired about Feng Qianxue's whereabouts.

Su Zhenzhen was driven into a state of desperation, so he could only secretly remind Xuanzong to be more careful.

Zheshan Army and Cuishanxing have already gone to Haibo to deal with Master Fu Ying, while Yin Qiujun and Mo Chenyin stayed behind.

The matter has come to this point, no Xuanmen thaumaturgy can hide Qianxue's fate, the two of them are silent to each other, guarding Feng Qianxue's body, and tacitly set up formations around the periphery to hide their origin.

The ray of light piercing the heavens and the earth on Feng Qianxue's chest is still flowing with special power, neither god nor demon, neither human nor ghost, chaotic and unknown, but it successfully escapes the restriction of the law of heaven, and the dome demon god Divine power leads to misery.

Suddenly, the formation was disturbed, and chaotic human voices resounded from the foot of Linggu Mountain.

"Kill that Feng Qianxue, and the misery can escape."

"Kill one of her, the demon world is still there, is it really useful?"

"We can't just sit back and watch her lead the magic source into a difficult situation!"

"Kill her!"

"She has made many contributions to martial arts, isn't it too much..."

"The past was the past, but now she has become a scourge, she must be killed!"

In the dense forest of Linggu Mountain, Teng Xielang had a mocking smile on his mouth, and said to his subordinate demon soldiers: "Look, people in adversity are so easy to use. If you provoke them a little, you can draw your sword to face each other. Ha... go , to annoy Xuanzong's Taoists, the more chaos there is, the easier it will be for the devil world."

They were all congenitally talented, so the nonsense of the melon-eating crowd outside could be heard clearly. Mo Chenyin's face darkened, and before he could speak, Yin Qiujun sneered three times, and rushed to the mountain gate.

"You just said, who are you going to kill?"

Although holding a feather fan, it exudes a terrifying aura that strangers should not get close to. Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and a bold wanderer shouted: "Kill Feng Qianxue!"

Yin Qiujun smiled but said nothing, sent out a sword qi to shave off half of the man's hair, and paused every word: "Say it again?"

"Ahh... you you you, who are you, what are you meddling in! We killed her for the sake of hardship..."

"Liu Piaoxu, Yin Qiujun."

"Yin Qiujun... is the Lord of the Twin Bridges who persecuted the sun and moon talents! So you are cooperating with the demon world!!!"

"Yes, he must have cooperated with the Demon Realm!"

Amidst the noise of doubts and accusations, Yin Qiujun flipped the fan in his hand, and the cloud blade appeared, with a murderous look, without any explanation: "Whoever dares to touch her will be torn to pieces!"

Mo Chenyin, who was guarding within the formation, did not dare to leave, and said anxiously: "Oh, my friend, you will only get darker and darker if you come forward, really..."

Then I thought about it, if I came forward myself, how would I deal with the current excitement?

What you are facing is not an enemy, let alone a demon, this situation - really has no solution!

When the conflict was about to break out, Teng Xielang pointed his eyes, and led the magic soldiers out of the hiding place, sweeping away people's lives with lightning speed, massacring while not forgetting to let go of a few fish that slipped through the net.

But for a moment, the mob were dying and fleeing. Teng Xielang said to Yin Qiujun with a half-smile, "The bridge owner is working hard, and we are here to help."

"Ha, is it Master Fu Ying's plan again? Good trick!"

Yin Qiujun didn't react much, but Mo Chen knew that he was extremely angry.

"Yes, in this way, those who killed her will flock to her. Is Xuanzong ready to face all difficulties?"

Teng Xielang was proud of himself, when suddenly a flash of swift sword light startled him, he turned around to defend but was still grazed by the blade, and a cut was made on his shirt.

The falling white feathers turned into thousands of knife auras, taking the lives of several demon soldiers in an instant.

Teng Xielang gathered his troops and took the lead to stop the swordsman.

"Feather people are not evil spirits." The prince of the ghost clan smiled coldly. For some reason, he thought of his younger brother who died, and said maliciously, "You still want to protect Feng Qianxue? She is... the disguise of the dove occupying the magpie's nest." who."

The white-clothed swordsman remained silent, holding the sword in one hand, and firmly sealed the entrance to Linggu Mountain.

"Humph."

Getting no response, Teng Xielang turned his head a little bored, and continued to taunt: "Even one's own relatives can be mistaken, human beings are disgusting. Don't you really know? This so-called 'Feng Qianxue'... It’s something that can’t even be counted as a human being.”

As soon as the words fell, the six-winged style rushed towards the face, and there were countless confrontations in one breath! ! !

"Good saber technique." Teng Xielang's mood became worse and worse, and he was no longer interested. He waved his hand and signaled to retreat: "Today's goal has been achieved, goodbye!"

Outside the mountain gate, only Yin Qiujun and Yu Renfei were left.

The swordsman has always been reticent, Yin Qiujun thought for a moment, and finally asked: "Do you know about Qianxue?"

Yuren Feixie turned sideways, avoiding the probing gaze of the Lord of the Hanging Bridge, and it took a long time before he softly said: "I know."

——When Qianxue was five years old, she contracted a cold and had a persistent high fever.

Mother won't treat her.

He watched her fever get worse, watched her get weaker and weaker, and watched her die a little bit.

He had no choice but to hug his sister who was about to get cold, not daring to cry out.

Then, my sister woke up.

Then, he "forgot" about it.

That was the benign self-deception of a nine-year-old.

After deceiving himself, he really almost forgot.

But... what does it matter?

It was she who suffered for him, it was she who stood up for him, and it was she who died for him.

How many people in the world can do this?

So... what does it matter?

So... no one can hurt her.

The white-clothed swordsman silently clenched the Nirvana knife in his hand, as if expressing his determination.

The author has something to say:

Back to the topic of "your sister"~~~~~Of course I won't forget my brother~~~~~~

As for the attributes of the girl, please allow me to describe it like this:

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