twilight endless

Liu Ling concentrated his strength on his fingers, and drew a new trace on the wall made of unknown stone.Compared with the previous one, it is a few centimeters deeper, and the incision is more crisp and neat. Liu Ling knows that this is a proof of how much stronger the inner breath is.Looking at the deep and shallow traces all over the wall, Liu Ling sighed softly, letting go of all unwillingness, forced himself to concentrate, and slowly walked around the sky, raising the already diligent triple pass to a higher level.

In the silence, there are subtle and imperceptible breaths one after another in places where the night pearl can't shine, telling their respective pasts, there is sadness, resentment, and more despair. These many emotions are intertwined, which just restrains the strongest among them. Hatred, the hatred that came from ancient times and has been deposited until now, the hatred that has been deeply rooted in the heart of every half-demon.This hatred has been accumulated for many generations, but it can tear the sky and burn the sea, and it is not afraid of anything.

In the tranquility, there are countless memories of the past, clearly going back and forth in Liu Ling's heart.Qianluo Zhuang was the first beginning, the boring day and night training, and the determination to be the first, were all frozen in a drop of blood in the reincarnation lake.Liu Ling remembered the origin of his name. He was the humblest maiko in the palace, but because he had amazed the young Zhou Xin at a certain palace banquet, Zhou Xin remembered it till now.After Liu Ling knew the reason, he naively thought that Zhou Xin would look at him differently, but in the end he woke up. In Zhou Xin's eyes, he was just a plaything like a maiko.

This ugly, cruel and ruthless imperial power should be wiped out; this stupid and arrogant human being should be doomed forever.The world of Zhouyou, what does it matter to me, what does it matter to the half-demon?Let's mess up, let's kill, it's better to be dead.In the face of disaster, imperial power cannot protect anyone, and everyone will be killed by the butcher knife of fate.

Hatred turned into spiritual power that traveled through the seven meridians and eight meridians, repeatedly sharpening Liu Ling's inner breath, and the more frustrated it became, the stronger it became.Ruju's inner mansion overflowed with more spiritual power, which radiated from the dark stone prison, intertwined with a stronger sense of unwillingness, and led him to come in front of him.

"Finally found you." Ah Gong turned out from the shadow of Ye Mingzhu, looked at Liu Ling, and asked, "How are you?"

"Very good." Liu Ling took back all the spiritual power that had filled Zhou Tian into his inner mansion, stood up and walked towards Ah Gong, and said with a smile, "You're still here after all."

"Yes." Ah Gong tried his best to resist the pressure brought by the stone itself, took a deep breath, and said, "It should be done."

"But with your current state, can you withstand the shock of the demon soul?" Liu Ling sensed the chaos in Ah Gong's inner atmosphere, and said worriedly, "If you can't make it through, you will be destroyed."

"I know." Ah Gong's calm expression revealed an unshakable determination, "I've already had enough."

"That's good." Liu Ling said as he released his spiritual power, enveloping Ah Gong and himself.

Seeing this, Ah Gong drew out his sword, and drew a formation with Liu Ling's spiritual power, connecting the inside and outside of the cage together.Liu Ling followed Ah Gong's formation, blended himself into it and disappeared, and gathered together in an instant, but he was already standing outside the cage.

"Let's go." Ah Gong put the sword back into its sheath, and led Liu Ling up the stone steps.

"Do you want to take them away together?" Liu Ling followed behind Ah Gong, looked at the other cages hidden in the darkness, and said, "Although they have been locked here for too long, their hearts have been backlashed by demon souls, there is no Self-awareness, but there is still combat power, and it should not be underestimated if it is used to create chaos."

"It's not the time yet." Ah Gong didn't take a second look to the side, but only handed a Lingjian to Liuling, "When we break the formation of Reincarnation Lake, the formation here will be broken on its own, and then we can break the formation." It's their moment to show off."

"So that's how it is." Liu Ling took the spirit sword, immediately felt the roar of the sword spirit, and said in shock, "What a fierce sword spirit!"

"This sword spirit has drunk the blood of too many people from the Zhou clan, so of course it is fierce enough."

"The blood of the Zhou clan?" Liu Ling was even more surprised, "Could it be used by Yushen Tongqi to seek rebellion?"

"Yes."

"You..." Liu Ling seemed to understand Ah Gong's intentions, "Do you want to use this sword to break the formation?"

"Yeah." Ah Gong stopped at the end of the stone steps, and confessed to Liu Ling, "All souls are restless during the Zhongyuan Festival, and the fox demon woke up. In order to ensure the safety of the reincarnation lake, the Royal Palace has just re-strengthened the seal, and the spiritual power is exhausted. At this time The people in Yuzhuang are old and sick, and their spiritual power is insufficient, so they can't control the half-demon panic in the mid-yuan season, so Yushen will take people to Qianluozhuang to sit in town tonight to prevent changes; There is only one Su Sheng left, and the others are trash who can only tell fortunes and count stars. After a while, we will split into two groups, and I will restrain Su Sheng, and you take this opportunity to catch a living person and go to the Reincarnation Lake Life Festival. Remember!" Ah Gong pressed the spirit sword in Liu Ling's hand, and said solemnly, "You must use the spirit sword to get your blood."

"En." Liu Ling nodded solemnly, "Don't worry."

"The blood of the heart is sacrificed to the door of life, and the chaotic formation is used to contain the power of the demon, and the fox demon is freed." Ah Gong's tone was filled with uncontrollable anger, "The fight of fate is tonight."

"If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent." Liu Ling said every word.

"If you don't succeed, you will succeed." Ah Gong repeated Liu Ling's words, then disappeared at the end of the stone steps in a flash.

Liu Ling waited a while, tied the spirit sword around his waist, and did not reach the end of the stone steps.

In Xiaoyue Pavilion, Zesheng went through all the books of spiritual masters selected in the same session as him, and only found the skin with Su Sheng's name in the most inconspicuous place.Zesheng opened the brocade in the leather bag, but saw that there was only a simple line written on it:

Su Sheng, without characters, was born in Fu County, Baoting County, Fengzhou, the third son of Shaofu, born in October of the seventh year of Yaoguang, and entered in the 18th year of Yaoguang.

"Only from the father's family." Zesheng was a little surprised, "Why isn't there even a genealogy?" Zesheng touched Su Sheng's name on the brocade, "Sheng? When I held the imperial palace seal, I remember that Ren Yudian seemed to be called Sheng." " Ze Sheng grabbed Su Sheng's booklet in his hand, and hurried upstairs to look through Sanyu's booklet, and sure enough, he found a booklet with "An Sheng" written on it.Zesheng couldn't wait to open it, but there was only one line on the booklet.

"They are both from Fengzhou, and they only come from their father's place." Zesheng's brows were involuntarily knit together, "Is it such a coincidence?"

A flash of lightning outside the window cast Zesheng's shadow on the wall. Zesheng was stunned for a while watching the flashing shadow, and suddenly blessed with happiness, he hurriedly ran to the place where the earlier books were placed, flipped through A booklet with the name "Yang Sheng" came out.The booklet looked old at first glance, and the brocade silk was very fragile. Zesheng opened it carefully, but there was only one line of words as expected.

"It's still from Fengzhou, or only from the father's place." Zesheng looked at the three books with the same name "Sheng" in his hand, "Is there any connection?"

Zesheng, who is proficient in divination and is already sensitive to numbers, put the three brocade silks together, read them word for word twice, and immediately discovered a more subtle connection.Every Sheng entered the World Spirit Hall at the age of 11, and returned home at the age of 60.After returning to the hometown, there will be another selection, and another 11-year-old son of the noble family named Sheng will be selected.

"Why?" Zesheng looked at this connection in disbelief, and habitually thought about the apocalypse, "Is it an indication? Where should it be? Who is Su Sheng, and why did he come here? "

Zesheng couldn't figure it out, so he decided to make up his mind.Just as he was sitting back next to the table and was about to fall into silence, suddenly a flash of lightning illuminated the interior of the pavilion, and Jian Zesheng caught a glimpse of two figures reflected on the ground.Zesheng was shocked, and without thinking, he turned around and jumped forward for Zhang Xu, but the lightness kung fu of the person behind him was obviously better than him, so he followed him like a shadow and still jumped behind him.Ze Sheng was even more startled, he stretched out his hand to draw his saber, but he was held down by the person behind him, accompanied by a "don't move", Ze Sheng felt the coldness on his neck.

"Liu Ling?!" Ze Sheng looked at the person coming, his surprise was greater than his fear, and he asked in disbelief, "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in a dungeon?"

"Zesheng Yudian." Liu Ling still placed the knife on Zesheng's neck, and said expressionlessly, "Long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see." Ze Sheng forcefully suppressed the panic in his heart, and said with a smile, "But I'm not Yudian anymore."

"Oh, that's right." Liu Ling understood, "Your surname is also Liang."

"It seems that you are also responsible for the overthrow of the Liang family." Zesheng also understood the implication of Liu Ling's words, and couldn't help but hate, "Have you forgotten who gave you this kind of honor?"

"I haven't forgotten, of course I should thank Zesheng Yudian. But..." Liu Ling smiled contemptuously, "Zesheng Yudian guessed wrong, I have no enmity with the Liang family."

"Then why did you frame Hong Wang at the expense of yourself?" Ze Sheng said angrily, "Hong Wang obviously treated you well!"

"How do you know if he treats me well?!" Liu Ling couldn't help clenching the hilt of his sword, "You lackeys of imperial power are just as despicable and shameless!"

"You!" Zesheng finally understood Liu Ling's intentions, and his panic became even worse. He added a little tremor in his voice, "Are you planning to rebel?"

"The imperial power has enslaved us for too long." Liu Ling leaned close to Ze Sheng and said sadly, "It's time to settle it."

"What are you going to do?" Zesheng panicked completely, knowing that it was useless, and still chose to threaten Liu Ling in vain, "You trespassing on the World Spirit Hall is an unforgivable capital crime, don't you want to live?"

"Still using the imperial power to scare me?!" Liu Ling clamped Zesheng's two hands, and pushed the sword against Zesheng's neck a little further, cutting the skin around Zesheng's neck. Let me tell you, after tonight, there will be no more World Spirit Halls, no more half-demons, and the imperial power will have nothing to do with me."

"Are you crazy?!" Zesheng's shirt was soaked in cold sweat, and he tried his best to avoid the flowing sword edge. Although he couldn't help but began to tremble slightly, he still insisted on saying, "Do you think that you can rely on Can you shake the blood contract of imperial power that has continued to this day? You are hitting a stone with an egg!"

"Whether it's hitting a rock with an egg, please ask Zesheng Yudian to witness it with your own eyes." Liu Ling escorted Zesheng out, "Let's see if the mayfly can shake the big tree."

The author has something to say:

Finally, the update is broken, so I can only apologize with death.

No!If you die, you can only be an eunuch. This does not fit my Virgo's obsessive-compulsive personality.

It's almost the end of the chapter, there are too many character lines and timelines, and multiple perspectives are intertwined, it's really hard to write clearly.Recently, I have been repeatedly writing and deleting, deleting and writing, and writing and deleting, which has delayed the speed of posting.This state is expected to continue until the end. I will try my best to update every other day. I hope you understand, thank you.