long night walk

Chapter 1186 Whispers of the Evil God

In the world of 99, it started to rain at some point.

The rain poured down, and the heavy rain crazily fell on her face, making her extremely beautiful face look even colder.

It is also a rain of desire.

It's just that Yu's target has changed from all living beings to her alone.

All the weight came towards her alone.

99's wet long hair fell down her shoulders, and the heavy rain that fell formed a lake under her body.

The waterline soon overflowed above her waist.

The surface of the water is like a mirror, clearly reflecting two identical figures and identical faces.

The desire that once devoured the immortals was poured into one person at this moment.

The drenched skirt was tightly attached to the skin, as if every inch of the body's skin and every strand of hair had absorbed the rainwater, and the body became extraordinarily cold and heavy.

99 looked down at his own reflection in the water.

Now, even this body is already full of 'desires'?

She raised her heavy arm and swung it away from the palm that the evil god stretched out towards her.

Against the backdrop of the icy rain, 99's face was even more beautiful and ruthless.

Even though she was bathed in desire, she still held a firm and unwavering state of rejection to the evil god's invitation.

Subtle changes took place on the empty and indifferent face of the evil god whose palm was waved away.

'She' raised her eyelids, her cold brows contained the color of the night sky in gentle seasons.

"Xiao Jiu, are you rejecting me?"

The familiar face, familiar voice, and familiar title made 99's pupils shrink tightly, and the cold light that burst out from his eyes seemed to be colder than the rain.

She raised her gaze, as if a dead puppet had finally reacted like a living person, and anger spread from the depths of her pupils like wildfire.

"No! Use this face! Call me like that!"

That little nine made her eardrums buzz.

At that moment, the blood flow in her body became extremely fast, and her consciousness seemed to have fallen into a distant silence at this moment.

Cold drops of water fell between the water's surface from the tip of the black and cold hair on her forehead.

The heavy rain pattered in my ears, and the two reflections on the water surface were smashed into pieces.

99 was in a trance, as if returning to the midsummer night of that year.

Green lanterns shake the waves, a few piles of bamboo, dense trees and moon cage shadows, sparse fences and water insulation.

When she opened her eyes, the first sight she saw in the world was the full moon hanging high, the sky full of stars, and on a beautiful night, a woman dressed in white snow was holding a carving knife in her hand.

The wind at night blows fine osmanthus flowers that fall on the top of her head, and she unintentionally shakes off the golden osmanthus flowers, leaving a faint fragrance in her hair.

She was looking down at the half-open furnace core crystal nucleus, the pen knife fell perfectly, and there was no shortage of runes.

But under her pen knife, a smart puppet has been born, but it refuses to be born alive.

The night is like ink, the autumn water is long and the sky is long, the woman's eyebrows are clear and flat, and the cold plum fragrance is all over her body, with a clear and bitter taste.

She casually looked at the masterpiece lying on the balcony, and for a moment, it seemed that the summer starlight fell on her eyes.

Her cold voice is like snow washing springs, Lingling Qingyin: "Xiao Jiu, are you rejecting me?"

Very ordinary tone, without any unpleasantness.

It is not a puppet born in this world according to the common sense of the world and the alternation of life and death in the cycle of yin and yang.

She, who was supposed to be manipulated like a cold toy, was endowed with consciousness and thoughts that a puppet should not have.

She refuses to live.

But when she opened her eyes, what she saw was such a bright and beautiful world, a midsummer night full of flowers flying, the moon emitting a clear brilliance, and fireflies flying in the empty mountains, like a soul looking for food. , to guide the way in the dark and heavy wandering night.

The river of stars, the long array of lights, the woman like the first snow in the south of the Yangtze River looked up at the summer night sky, the night mist lingered over, and the smile that gradually rose in her cold eyes was half-bright and half-ambiguous:
"The shining stars in the sky, the dusk at sunset on the western mountain, and the snow-covered riverside in Cangshan Mountain, since you open your eyes, you have to see them all."

"So you...are you still rejecting me?"

As the master of Yinghuo, he has a pen knife in his hand.

Life and death can not be controlled by the body, but by the puppet master.

The fingertip penknife is carved and blooming, no matter how much she refuses, she can only accept her fate to be born in this world.

But she still carefully and patiently seduces with the grand sights of the world.

If she is not tempted, she maintains a heart of rejection.

The pen and knife in her hand will never fall again, even if the one lying on the balcony is a rare treasure in the world, painstakingly painstakingly for thousands of years.

If she chooses to sleep, she agrees.

No one in the world knows that in this long night of clouds and dreams, she has made her own choice.

Memories that have not been forgotten for a long time seem to float up from the water, heavy and wet.

There was confusion in 99's ears.

She stood there motionless, as if she was about to be swallowed by the heavy rain.

The evil god on the opposite side seemed to have broken some invisible shackles at this moment, and 'it' walked in the thick water and heavy rain, but it was not hindered in any way.

What she said, the rainwater divides itself, the lake water avoids itself, its clothes are not half wet, and it is not absorbed into 99's body like just now.

The two spirits are clearly separated in the same body, and they are approaching step by step with it.

The boundary between the two was disturbed and mixed by the rain, and it walked in front of 99 with ease.

The evil god lowered his eyelids indifferently, but there was false pity in his eyes, looking at 99 whose body was frozen, as if the control center of the puppet had been completely broken and could not move.

The evil god raised his palm and stuck it to 99's heart, finally touching her hearth with his own hands.

99's body froze suddenly, her waist straightened forward, her arms naturally fell loosely behind her, and her eyes in their eye sockets turned completely pitch black.

The cracks of pollution continued to spread from her heart to her cheeks, and the eyes of the True Ancestor Evil God emitted a strange light of seven colors, which was absorbing 99's heart.

It pressed its lips to her ear, and whispered in her ear like a demon:

"It turns out that this is your purpose."

"You actually... fooled everyone."

The arms hanging on both sides moved slightly, perhaps because he sensed that his heart was being peeped at, and 99's dark eyes showed a strong sense of struggle.

The True Ancestor Evil God chuckled, and saw it raise one arm, the lake surface rippled, and countless transparent silk threads emerged from the water, tightly wrapped around 99's slender neck.

The fair skin was entwined tightly by the hair-thin transparent thread, and streaks of bright red liquid flowed out, dyeing the transparent thread a striking scarlet.

"Since your purpose is so clear, why do you still hesitate? Just because I am an evil that your lord should annihilate, makes you hesitate to accept me?"

While speaking, more silk threads emerged through the water surface, like a spider web that pulls prey into the abyss, entwined around 99's limbs, waist, thighs, and shoulders.

As the rays of light emanating from the eyes of the True Ancestor Evil God became brighter and weirder, the silk thread that grew out of the lake seemed to be stretched to the extreme at this moment.

Tang Fu tightly tugged on 99's slender body, dragging her down into the lake little by little.

The True Ancestor Evil God looked at 99, whose eyes were dark and distracted, her body was pulled back by those silk threads, and her pitifully thin waist completed an astonishing arc, but even though she had so many threads of desire wrapped around her body.

Her body is still as flexible as a grass between the cliffs, it seems very difficult to pull her body completely into the lake.

The heart of the true ancestor evil god's palm was cold, dirty and powerful, and the body under the palm was obviously so delicate and soft.

But at this moment, it felt that what it was pushing was a heavy mountain.

At this level, is the heart still so strong?

In today's world, there are not many existences that can make the true ancestor evil gods feel troubled.

You must know that this doll does not have the karma of that young man.

"This willpower really amazes me. If it weren't for the appearance of this young man, perhaps you could really become my one-time perfect container?"

"But have you thought it through? Are you really going to reject me over and over again?

Your shadow witches of the past ten years will all be purified by that sword, your enemy is not me at this moment

If I hesitate any longer, I will have nothing to eat, and I will seal it into the Shifang Sword again. "

The True Ancestor Evil God sighed softly in her ear and said, "Shifang Sword...that is your untouchable mission..."

When he heard the word 'Shifangjian', 99's whole body was shocked, and his dark eyes without whites trembled deeply!

The last trace of emotion disappeared from her face.

A thick black mist of desire gushed out from her body, so thick that it was almost visible to the naked eye.

The True Ancestor Evil God raised his face, closed his eyes, and showed an expression of intoxication:
"You also said that you are some kind of unintentional puppet, you who carried Xuefu's consciousness and gave birth to your soul. Sure enough, the amount of strong desire really surprised me.

Even this body can't bear the desire in your heart, what reason do you have to reject me? "

The palm that was resting on the heart suddenly sank with force, and the Evil God of the True Ancestor suddenly approached his body, gently hugging 99's cold and heavy body in his arms.

The smile on its lips also enlarged: "Did the death of the master make you very painful?"

"You claim to be unintentional, and you don't argue about emotions, but after all, you are a colored soul born from a ray of divine consciousness. You deceive yourself and others and shape yourself into a heartless machine. What kind of mood is it?"

"I'm very curious."

"How did Yinghuo, who relies on orders to maintain the meaning of existence, wander around the world without a master?"

"I think all of this, your master has never entered command information into your furnace heart?"

"Do you think that as a puppet, you don't deserve to have wishes?"

"After you have done all this, you will lose your original value, and the little wish in your heart that was not born for yourself will abandon you forever and leave you."

"Your plan is so ruthless that there is no retreat, and even you have calculated it..."

The True Ancestor Evil God raised the corners of his lips, "But so what, everyone can be satisfied from the moment their wish is fulfilled.

And on the day your wish comes true, you are doomed not to get any response, and only boundless loneliness awaits you. "

"It's very painful. Your master has only left you for more than ten years, and he made you taste the pain of loneliness."

"When your wish is fulfilled, the soul under your body can only breed endless loneliness, and you will have nothing but pain."

The evil god hugged her tightly, which seemed to be a warm embrace, and it resisted the storm for her.

But whether it is warmth or resistance to wind and rain, it is just an illusion.

The True Ancestor Evil God is a deity offering sacrifices to the abyss with an extremely bad temper.

Raindrops hit its back one after another, but it failed to share any weight for her. The seemingly tiny raindrops fell down finely and densely, passing through the body of the evil god, but it was like a star falling. General momentum.

The increasingly dense rain lines make the water level of the lake in this space rise faster and faster.

Soon, the water line covered her waist, neck, and cheeks.

In the end, the face, eyebrows and eyes were all immersed in the icy lake water.

There was a sudden void under 99's feet, and there was a heavy floating feeling of weightlessness.

The ground under her feet disappeared, and she was held tightly by the evil god, and she was completely pushed into the lake.

Her hair, clothes, and even the translucent threads wrapped around her body were suspended in the water.

The evil god hugged her and kept sinking, sinking...

It looked at 99's eyes that were so dark that there was no light at all, and continued to smile and said:

"The master who created you will abandon you without hesitation, so in this world, who else is willing to stay for you?
Although you are good at entertaining yourself with this cold heart, you have found an empty mission for yourself out of nothing. "

"But now, because of the existence of that young man with karma, even that illusory mission will be far away from you."

"Xiao Jiu, do you know? You don't live like a human being or a puppet now. At this moment, you are more like a monster?"

"monster……"

"There is no one of its kind."

99 Limbs and limbs were pulled by the countless transparent silk threads.

For a moment, it was unclear whether she was pushed into the abyss by the evil god, or dragged into the abyss by these threads of desire.

The evil god held up 99's chin, and caressed her pale and cold cheek with his palm, with a kind of pity in his eyes:

"But I am more suitable to be a monster than you."

"In the process of realizing your wish, I can feel the pain of your broken heart."

"You don't know where your pain is? You stubbornly seal them in the array circuit, but what you can't change is that they really exist."

The evil god pressed his forehead against 99's forehead, and two extremely deep vortexes condensed in the depths of his pupils, as if he wanted to suck people's souls into it.

"But I'm a real monster. I won't suffer, won't be afraid, and won't be confused. Give me your body and sacrifice your soul to me."

"I will fulfill all your wishes, and I will hold everything you want in front of you."

"Only a monster like me can truly love you."

"Even if this love is born from desire, it is also true."

"So, choose me?"

There are more and more threads on 99's body, but there is no shadow witch behind her.

Because, to her at this moment, the evil god is the most real shadow witch projected from her heart.

Same looks, same desires.

The Cthulhu smiled and raised his hands to cover her eyes.

"Go to sleep, child, and leave the rest to me."

There was a soft snap.

The half-stretched arm of the evil god was suddenly stopped by a pale palm.

From the bottom of the deep water, there was a clear sound of broken strings.

(End of this chapter)