The bright moon sits on the ground

At this point, everything is obvious.

The tide going down the river gradually becomes dangerous. The undercurrent at the bottom of the water is turbulent. Occasionally, it hits the reef, causing rolling waves, and stagnating in mid-air for a moment, like a moment of breathing on the surface of the water, and then falls again, hard Beat hard on the water.

The scene in front of me flew by, forming an afterimage, like smeared paint, blending into chaotic colors.

After a brief tinnitus, only a crisp sound was heard, and thousands of sharp weapons fell suddenly, long.The gun whizzed towards it surrounded by thunder, and the dark wind roiled, and rushed over, tearing apart the storm brewed by memories, destroying the illusion, and revealing the scene behind it.

This is a deadly situation, at least most of the people present think so.

However, when the dust dissipated, there was no crushed corpse of Chang Jinyu, only a deep pit was left.

Chang Jinyu was gone. Nie Qiu, Fang Qisheng, and Huang Sheng also disappeared with him.

Liang Kunwu and Pojun Xingjun looked at Immortal Sanqing almost at the same time, and then Bu Chenrong and Xu Lang reacted.

"People who don't matter should have left long ago." Facing their eyes, Sanqing's reaction was very flat. He flicked his long sleeves and retracted the light blue light, then turned around and walked into the depths of Kunlun, "Don't Too much involvement with mortals, it's time for us to leave."

Bu Chenrong was startled when he heard the words, and immediately realized that the "mortal" in the mouth of the Tsing Yi fairy did not include himself.

From the previous conversation, she also knew that the Bu family, the Qing family, and the Tian family, these three families of celestial masters, are all fallen gods, but she is a mortal, like an outsider.Bu Chenrong thought, but when she broke into Kunlun suddenly at that time, these gods didn't seem to be surprised when they saw her. Is it because their thoughts are hard to fathom, or because this is also part of their plan?

Seeing that the figure of the fairy in Tsing Yi had disappeared, and the dark-clothed fairy also stepped into the corridor, Bu Chenrong raised his hand to put the raging wind into the copper bell in his sleeve, walked over a few steps, and went to look at the dazed one. What happened to Bu Chenan who was standing there in a daze.

The general in armor was closer to Bu Chen'an. When Bu Chen'an passed by, his face was frosty, he turned his wrist, and pointed the tip of the gun obliquely at the ground. The next moment, it was long.The gun dissipated between his fingers - Bu Chenrong felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, after all, he looked at him badly, as if he was watching her, but she didn't have time to take this into consideration, and went to call Bu Chen'an.

The child hesitated to answer, but avoided looking at her, probably because he knew that what he did was wrong.

Bu Chenrong gently pinched his chin, fiddled with it left and right.There was an obvious pinch mark on the child's slender neck, and the bluish-purple color was particularly obvious on the white and tender skin. She couldn't help frowning, and thought that the Sanqing Immortal Lord would kill the old man when they did it. Jinyu sent her away, and the depression in her heart deepened, but Bu Chen'an was fine, so she had nothing to say.

Immediately, Bu Chenrong withdrew his caring expression, showed no fear, and reprimanded: "Chen'an, I entrusted you to that elderly man at that time to let you avoid disasters. I said, let you be good." Stay there, you didn't listen to these words at all."

From the Fengxue Mountains to Kunlun, how long and difficult the journey was, she felt scared even thinking about it.

Bu Chen gathered his wide sleeves, stretched out his short arms like lotus roots, and carefully gestured to her a few times.

"Are you worried about me?" Bu Chenrong found it funny, "Bu Chen'an, how old are you and how old am I? I have a hundred ghosts around me, but what about you? If you accidentally lose the mirror, you will end up It's an inevitable end. I entrusted you to the old man, not to let you sneak away after I left, haven't you considered how anxious he would be to find you? You..."

She babbled on for a long while, but Bu Chen'an pitifully hugged the Square Open Sky Mirror on his chest, so he could only listen.

Po Jun listened to it for a while, his expression became worse the more he listened, and he couldn't help but said: "Do you know that he is—"

"I don't have any affection for you gods, and I don't have any fear at all." Bu Chenrong raised her eyes before Po Jun Xingjun finished speaking, showing the coldness in her eyes. He paused and said, "In the eyes of your gods, mortals are like ants, but in the eyes of mortals, gods are nothing but illusory images in the clouds."

She smiled immediately, "I know, you must say, which one of your Tiangong's immortals is contained in this body, right? Otherwise, you would not be able to fight for him. But I don't care, I don't care at all. I don't care where he has seen the mortal world above the nine heavens, he is still a mortal, and he is my junior brother. Can I trouble you, a great god, not to interfere in other people's family affairs?"

Po Jun was choked up by Bu Chenrong's words, he wanted to refute, but these words were so reasonable that he couldn't refute.

He forced out the words "whatever you want" from between his lips and teeth, turned and left, and when he stepped into the tunnel, he bumped into Xu Lang intentionally or unintentionally, Xu Lang fell into the muddy water for no reason, and was hit by the iron armor again Pained, his face was twisted into a ball, and he rubbed his shoulders.

"Sorry." When looking at Xu Lang again, Bu Chenrong's tone was obviously more polite, "Let Xianjun see the joke."

Xu Lang shook his head, stretched his shoulders, walked slowly towards Bu Chenrong, and said, "It's our side who should apologize. Po Jun Xingjun has such a personality, and he probably didn't mean anything to you. The tone is so bad that it makes you laugh."

He walked over, leaned over and touched Bu Chen'an's head. Although the child couldn't recognize his appearance, he felt that the breath on his body seemed familiar. He wasn't sure if he had seen it before, so he didn't hide and stood there. , let him mess up his hair obediently.

"The fairy in Tsing Yi said that people who don't matter should have left long ago." The sad wind in the mountain blurred Bu Chenrong's whisper, "It seems that whether it's me or Bu Chen'an , Coming to this place is all within your plan."

Xu Lang didn't say anything, but Bu Chenrong took it as his acquiescence.

She looked at the line where the clouds and the mountains meet, the sky suddenly broke, and the scorching fire came in, boiling the sky and the earth.

Bu Chen'an nestled into Cheng Chenrong's arms with peace of mind, completely unaware of the situation and what would happen in the future, probably children have such a little benefit, they don't need to think too much about things, they don't need to think about too many things, they can do whatever they want Very happy.

"Xianjun." Bu Chenrong brushed the broken hair in front of Bu Chen'an's forehead, and said, "Is the destiny to be violated or not?"

When Xu Lang heard this, he suddenly smiled, and met Bu Chenrong's puzzled gaze, and said, "I've asked this question before."

Hearing this, Bu Chenrong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xu Lang again, for some reason, she also laughed, her shoulders trembled when she laughed, and then, Bu Chen'an in her arms looked up at her , looked at Xu Lang again, and grinned a silly smile.

She finally stopped the sudden smile and asked, "So, did Xianjun get the answer?"

"I was also entangled in this problem at the time, and I couldn't figure it out. So I asked a star king whether fate can be violated or not. She told me that when someone wants to use divination to speculate When there is God's will in the dark, fate cannot be violated." Xu Lang stared into Bu Chenrong's eyes and said, "I'm ashamed to say that even today, I still don't know much about this sentence."

Bu Chenrong slowly digested this sentence, and after a long while, he spat out a sentence from his lips: "I am very similar to Xianjun. It is difficult for me to describe this kind of mysterious feeling, but, just like Xianjun knows me so well Generally, I can also guess some thoughts of Xianjun."

Therefore, even though she has prejudice against most of the immortals, this one in front of her does not annoy her.

Xu Lang listened silently, and smiled, "To some extent, our experiences are indeed similar."

Bu Chenrong squatted down, the copper bell on her body swayed slightly and made a crisp sound. She was worried that it was too cold in the mountain, so she hugged Bu Chen'an in her arms again, wrapped her outer robe around him, and looked at him. In the direction of the Fengxue Mountains in memory, his tone became heavy, "Bu Chen'an came from the heaven, and he is destined to return to the heaven. But I don't understand, I am a mortal in every life, and I have never set foot in the fairy world. Immortals have nothing to do with it. As an outsider, what does it mean for you to appear here rashly?"

Xu Lang took a deep breath, turned around and glanced at the tunnel leading to the depths of Kunlun, the three gods had disappeared without a trace, Pojun Xingjun went back to the heaven to summon all the stars, the three green immortals Jun will probably spend a lot of time studying how to lay out formations around Kunlun, and Liang Kunwu——Liang Kunwu may still be waiting at the end of the corridor, he guessed so.

So he lifted up his clothes, sat down, and said, "It's a long story, but I'd like to tell it to you."

Xu Lang didn't talk about the fact that he was a mortal, nor did he talk about the entanglements between the gods, but it was still a very long story. Hearing it, Bu Chen'an fell asleep several times in a daze, but Bu Chenrong just kept silent. He listened intently, without interrupting.

He tried his best to downplay the almost cold-blooded and cruel truth, but he could still feel the bloody smell in every word.

"It should be me who should say sorry." Xu Lang's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and said, "I hope you know that the reason I let you drink the nectar is as simple as I said. My I didn't think too much about it at the time, and I only found out about these things not long ago, Chenrong, what I did to you can't be called 'using', but you should be full of resentment towards me."

"When the evil energy is dispelled and the immortals return to their positions, they will use the most indestructible thing in the world to cut off Kunlun. From then on, the immortals and the ordinary will not meet each other, and there will be no relationship." Bu Chenrong said calmly, "That Kunlun fairy It is not easy to forge a magic weapon, let alone an 'indestructible thing in the world'. You must have a person to sacrifice the sword. And this person must have boiling hot blood; have tough and straight bones like green bamboo ; There is a soul as deep and silent as midnight; in the end, you have to die willingly and willingly. Right?"

Xu Lang spoke dumbly, looking at Bu Chenrong's eyes reflecting the misty morning glow, and nodded slowly, agreeing with her words.

Bu Chenrong's tone became heavier, and he continued to confirm: "The sword sacrificer he said should be me."

Seeing that Xu Lang didn't refute, Bu Chenrong let out a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Isn't this very good, Xianjun? Why should I resent?"

"It's better to say that I can cut off the two worlds of immortality and end everything completely. For me, it is really good." She said, "Although most people will not understand, but the immortals who have similar experiences to me Jun must be able to understand. I don't care about life or death, I want to know where my road leads and when my end will come, and then I will sweep the couch to welcome you."

"I seldom talk about this with others, but," Bu Chenrong said frankly, "I'm very tired, Xianjun, and I want to be relieved as soon as possible."

She has no nostalgia for this world, especially after the reincarnation of the soul covered in dust at the bottom of the water, she has no more worries, and is in a daze all day long. The only thing that makes her feel that she is still "alive" is Bu Chenyuan's original exhortation, asking her Find a way to reverse destiny.

But the way of heaven is false, those resentments are false, and the whole decades are just a bureau, and she is an outsider.

After learning that her persistence for so many years was only for something that didn't exist, Bu Chenrong had been trying to maintain a sliver of sanity so that she would not fall into a collapse. Now, Xu Lang told her that they were going to cut off Kunlun. From then on, the two realms of immortality and mortal world have nothing to do with each other—this is very good, Bu Chenrong thought, at least there will never be people who have suffered so much like the Bu family in the future.

To be able to be the one who ended everything in another way was already a great relief to Bu Chenrong.

On the eve of leaving Bu's house, she once said something so indifferent to Qing Gui that it was almost arrogant.

Even in the face of the immortals of the other world, even after learning the truth, Bu Chenrong can still say this without hesitation.

"Martyrdom is what I want."

She is in Kunlun, just this is enough to explain her answer.

"That Kunlun fairy, you should still be waiting for my reply at this moment." Bu Chenrong said, "There is no need for the fairy to show such an expression, I know, they probably kept you on purpose so that you can come The one who persuaded me to sacrifice the sword myself. I am not sad, nor angry, on the contrary, I can't be calmer, and Xianjun, you keep this secret all the time, it must be more painful."

It was a bit out of place for a young girl to say such mature and steady words, but Xu Lang couldn't laugh.

Bu Chenrong gently shook Bu Chen'an in her arms, and made him stand up straight. Then, she raised her good hand, the copper bell rang slightly, and the cuff slid down her arm to the crook of her arm. Pile up into stretches and overlapping mountains—Xu Lang got up first and stood up. Seeing her actions, she seemed to understand something. He didn't care about smoothing out the wrinkles at the corners of his flat clothes, and leaned over to hold her hand.

Xu Lang could feel that Bu Chenrong's fingertips were cold, and when she stood up, she didn't let go of Xu Lang's hand immediately, but said with a smile, "I haven't thanked you before, now I say it, I hope it won't Too late. Thank you for always looking after me."

"It's just a little effort, it's nothing to worry about." After Xu Lang finished speaking, he asked again, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"No more." Bu Chenrong closed her eyes, looked sideways at the dazzling morning glow in the sky, the color was so hot, it reminded her of the fallen leaves piled up in the Bu family's mansion in autumn, after a while, she said , "I hope that the sword made of my flesh and blood will become the most indestructible thing in the world. Before and after this, there will be no such unparalleled sword in the world."