Heaven and earth float day and night

The long steps connecting the heavens and the earth, with one end in the endless clouds, broke at this moment, like a handful of broken glass falling into the Devouring Abyss.

The expansion of the Maw Abyss stopped suddenly, and the monsters seemed to be more sensitive. They felt that the Maw Abyss was about to die, and they scrambled to climb out, just like the forest beasts when the earthquake came.

Creatures in the world want to live, and monsters want to find a ray of life for themselves.

Just as the hideous monster clinged to the edge of the Devouring Abyss, only a loud roar was heard.

This burst of noise came from the bottom, or from the deepest part of the ground. How could a mortal be able to stop the shaking of the heavens and the earth?

The gaping earth will close, as a gaping wound will close.

The monster roared, and then the skull was crushed by the slowly closing cracks, and finally the hissing sound disappeared, buried by the tremor of the earth.

The sun was supposed to rise in the sky, but the sun was forced to stop halfway through its climb, and it sank inch by inch, changing from sunrise to sunset.

The bloody sunset covered the sky, and the upside-down magma was like a child's play.

Everyone stood there dumbfounded, they could only look at it, afraid of missing a moment, and afraid of watching for an extra moment.

In the distance, the general of the Demon Race led the Xuanfu Army, and pulled out a line of defense thousands of miles north of Taiqing Mountain.

Thousands of miles away in the Demon Palace, the Demon Lord was looking through a long glass mirror. He put down the mirror slowly, and the immortal way did not disappoint him.

The scene of heaven and earth floating day and night has never come, and he can still sit on this world for generations to come.

At the foot of Taiqing Mountain, the monks of the Four Great Immortal Mountains stand, only listening to the bells on the top of Taiqing Mountain.

when--

The sound of the bell reverberated from the top of Taiqing Mountain to the foot of the mountain, and every monk could hear it.

"Tiantianchangchang..." Xu Xianke muttered to himself, "broken?"

People who practice Taoism have cultivated for thousands of years to ascend to the sky, and the long-term step that everyone yearns for is close at hand, and Su Jiugui cut it off with a sword without hesitation.

What he cut off was not only his own avenue of ascension, but also those of future generations.

If Su Jiugui survived, he might really have his spine broken by the cultivator.

Cutting off people's wealth is tantamount to killing their parents. In the future, thousands of monks will no longer ascend.

Xuan Yiran laughed instead, "The Biting Yuan is closed."

Su Jiugui said that he wanted to close Chu Yuan, but actually closed Chu Yuan.

"Defense! Eliminate monsters!" Xuan Yiran yelled loudly, she didn't care about flying or not.

This matter is not over yet, the monsters that have escaped are running around, and it will be a disaster to randomly put one into someone's house.

Su Jiugui has already contained the source, and it is not impossible to kill all the monsters.

"Arm! De-monster!"

"Defense! Eliminate monsters!" Everyone shouted, louder than louder than louder.

Taiqing Mountain rings the bell, and the bell ringer keeps his hands steady, and each sound is a boost to morale.

Before the people from the Four Great Immortal Mountains took a breath, they were going to clean up the mess.

Su Jiugui chopped off the sky-reaching steps. At that moment, he felt the invisible eyes of the sky slowly close.

If the world is really the plaything of some great man, someone who is actually looking at the world will seem to get bored and annoyed, and want to go to the next play.

Su Jiugui was suspended in the air, and the three thousand sword intents listened to his inspiration. When he landed, he landed like a real fairy.

Su Jiu raised his hand, and the long sword in his hand was reduced to ashes, and Zhubai was beside him.

He gently took Zhubai's hand, his hand had just held the sword, now he took his little dragon.

"Look at the sky." Su Jiugui said.

He spoke happily, as if asking Zhu Bai to watch something good.

Looking sideways, Su Jiugui created this vision from the sky. The setting sun was fiery red, the moon was bright, and the fiery magma turned into swirling clouds of fire, appearing on a sky at the same time.

This is extremely weird, like a spectacle that can only be seen in a dream.

The universe floats day and night.

He and Su Jiugui have never done any romantic things, they have never traveled in mountains and rivers, they have never admired the magnificence of the sunset, and they have never seen the mountains, rivers and seas rushing endlessly.

Chased by the invisible, they are forever on the run, never stopping for a moment.

Now Su Jiugui wants to bring Zhubai to watch. He owes Zhubai a lot, owes him a trip to the secret realm, owes him the sunrise and sunset, owes him a lot.

Shake his hand back and forth.

"Does it look good?" Su Jiugui asked.

He was laughing, he lived for Guan Chuyuan in this life, it was already worth it.

Zhubai stared at Su Jiugui closely, his face was covered with a layer of fiery red light, making him softer and calmer than ever before.

Zhubai likes to look at his face, he is good-looking, whether it is Lu Yunji or Su Jiugui, he likes them all.

His eyes fell on Su Jiugui's back.

Su Jiugui's body was covered in blood, a slit was split at the back of his neck, and blood gush out.

In an invisible place, Su Jiugui's spine was broken. Being so close, Zhubai could no longer hear the wailing of the monster in Su Jiugui's body.

The demons are all dead, and Su Jiugui's lifespan is nearing the end.

The white dragon scale was inside Su Jiugui's body, and he could feel his pain.

When Su Jiugui was at his peak, he couldn't feel it at that time, but now the celestial arts and the sorcery are confronting each other in his body, as if they want to tear him apart.

The two masters were right, Su Jiugui was looking for death.

Zhubai wiped off the blood on his neck, and as soon as he wiped off a little, new blood gush out.

Zhubai said in a hoarse voice: "It looks good."

"It's really beautiful."

Su Jiugui felt his spiritual power disappear, his eyes became more and more blurred, and his hearing became worse and worse.

The sound of the bell ringing gradually weakened, and Su Jiugui asked, "What are they doing?"

Zhubai could perceive Su Jiugui's condition through the subtleties, probably because his dragon scale was inside Su Jiugui's body, so Su Jiugui didn't need to tell him more.

He was afraid that Su Jiugui would not be able to hear him, so he gently held him in his arms, and whispered in his ear, "Celebrate."

"Celebrate what?" Su Jiugui asked.

"I wish you Guan Chu Yuan," Zhu Bai said, "You are a true saint."

He has never seen a saint before, there are decent people in the immortal world, and there are kind-hearted people in the demon race. He has always felt that the saint is a false name as far away as the sky, and I am afraid that only real gods can be worthy of it.

But he felt that Su Jiugui was worthy of it.

Su Jiugui pressed his chin against Zhubai's shoulder, he didn't answer this sentence, Zhubai guessed that he didn't hear this sentence.

Zhubai hugged him, his hands were stained red by his blood.

Su Jiugui probably didn't even know that he was going to die. According to the rumors, when fighting on the battlefield, the will of his whole body was pressed against the blade.

The carefree after the murder, the relaxation after swinging the knife, people don't know that they are going to die when they are nervous.

But Zhubai could see that he looked like a blood man, the blood stained Zhubai's sleeves and hands.

It looked like he had killed Su Jiugui.

The monks of Taiqing Mountain were busy eliminating demons, and they shouted louder than one, and they were right, they were really celebrating.

Amidst the sound of celebration, Zhubai hugged Su Jiugui tightly.

"Am I doing well?" Zhu Bai seemed to be acting like a baby.

He is always like this, never does good deeds silently, let the master know what he has done, and ask for a reward from him.

Whether Su Jiugui sees it through or not, he usually asks: What do you want?

He will be satisfied with whatever he can, unless he wants the stars, the sun and the moon in the sky.

Every time Zhubai asked for something very small, he wanted Su Jiugui to hug him, kiss him, and take advantage of the opportunity.

This time Zhubai didn't want to ask for rewards, he already had Su Jiugui, he could hug him, kiss him, and say he loves him openly.

He is closer to Su Jiugui than anyone else in this world, he has nothing to ask for.

He just... wanted to talk to Su Jiugui.

Su Jiugui's hearing power was gone, he couldn't hear anything he said.

Ask in vain: "Am I obedient?"

Zhubai could hear Su Jiugui's breathing, which was a kind of response, and he didn't want to miss this tiny sound.

"Look," Zhubai said to himself, "I don't need you to tell me what you want to do."

Zhubai wants Su Jiugui to go up to the heavenly ranks, let his master ascend, don't be bound by this world.

He has no desires and desires, he is really a saint, he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the stars.

From then on, Su Jiugui will not remember Zhubai. When they meet again, he is the bright moon in the sky, and Zhubai is a creature on earth. Zhubai can look up to him, and when he looks at any star, he will think of Su Jiugui.

He didn't go that route.

Zhubai knows Su Jiugui too well, he has a bit of a stubborn temper, he looks for a way and doesn't turn back.

"What can I do," Zhu Bai said, "It's agreed, I'll see you wherever you go."

He killed Su Jiugui's mirror man. The mirror man was five points similar to Lu Yunji and had exactly the same bone appearance.

Zhubai didn't touch his heart when he killed him, but he felt like he killed Su Jiugui again.

Su Jiugui couldn't hear or see.

He leaned against Zhubai's arms, everything was going away from him, he was very glad to be in Zhubai's arms at the last moment, he hugged himself tightly, making him feel very safe.

People who practice Taoism don't care about death, Su Jiugui thought about his own death.

No one is not afraid in the face of death, even the calmest person will still be afraid at the last moment.

But because Zhubai was here, Su Jiugui had no fear, which made him feel safe.

"Zhubai," Su Jiugui tightened his fingers, "I'm in so much pain."

He doesn't say these words on weekdays, what does it look like for a master to shout pain to his apprentice.

It was the first time Zhubai heard him show weakness to himself, and he trusted him to show him the wound.

Zhubai tightened his arms, wanting to rub Su Jiugui into his arms, but afraid of making him hurt even more.

He couldn't speak, tears fell onto Su Jiugui's shoulders, making him shiver.

Su Jiugui noticed it, he knew he was going to die.

Sure enough, such a smart person would not be unaware that he was dying, and he had already prepared for it.

Su Jiugui said, "You will be free from now on."

After Su Jiugui died, Zhubai's curse seal would truly disappear.

Zhubai's voice was hoarse, and tears couldn't stop falling, "What are you talking about, you have to tie me up, don't let me get into trouble."

He used to want to get rid of the curse seal, but he didn't want to anymore a long time ago. He liked Su Jiugui tied him.

Su Jiugui couldn't hear Zhubai's answer, so he stretched out his hand to touch Zhubai's face, and touched a handful of cold tears.

Zhubai was crying.

"Chasing white."

Su Jiugui's blood-stained lips were close to Zhubai's ear, leaving a bloodstain, and he called softly, "Zhubai..."

Zhubai wanted to grab Su Jiugui's hand, but when a gust of wind blew, Su Jiugui touched his hand and it turned into bones, covered with blood stubble.

Zhubai raised her head, Su Jiugui's aura was dazzling, and the blood-red aura pulled as if struggling.

The sorcery and fairy arts have already caused his body to collapse to the extreme.

Zhubai wanted to hug him tightly, but he only hugged a void.

The shape of the person disappeared, and a wisp of light blood mist rose into the air, dissipated by the wind, and passed through Zhubai's hand.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep Su Jiugui's remnant soul.

"Zhubai..." These were the last two words Su Jiugui left for the world.

It was his name that he called at the last moment.

Zhubai raised his arm, and the curse mark dissipated. He watched it for a long time, but it didn't light up again.

Su Jiugui's soul lamp was extinguished in response to the wind in the Taiqing Mountain Conference Hall.

The cultivator guarding him stood there for a long time, before the soul lamp dissipated and turned into a wisp of smoke floating upwards.

It wasn't until the soul lamp became icy cold that he was sure that Su Jiu disappeared.

Immortal Venerable Yunji, died for the second time.

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感谢在2022-04-1917:25:28~2022-04-2016:38:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 hungry and want to eat meat; 1 black and white rabbit;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of black and white rabbits; China! , tea, let alone 5 bottles; invincible potatoes 4 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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