long night walk

Chapter 494
He suddenly felt a little angry, frowned and looked at her and said, "No matter how ignorant Si Chen is, he still knows how precious this thing is, so why would he give it to someone else so easily? Miss Su Jing suddenly suffered from an injury yesterday, and her body was unbearably cold. That's why I lent her this cloak, so what's wrong with me getting it back now?"

Seeing that he was actually angry, Yun Rong couldn't help feeling annoyed.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, she knew him in every possible way, and knew that with his temperament, he would never do such a thing that belittled other people's wishes.

But when she saw Su Jing wearing the clothes she gave him and walking into her line of sight, her previous understanding of him was useless, and her heart twitched inexplicably. When walking towards her room, there was an indescribable strangeness all over her body.

Sometimes she was so annoyed by not being able to figure it out, and even had the despicable thought of rushing over to break her Love Severing Sword.

When did her measurement become so unkind.

Yun Rong stood there stiffly in embarrassment, was silent for a while, then lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry..."

It is said that the heart demon of a sword fairy great practitioner, the higher the level of cultivation, the stronger the hostile demon heart, how come the heart demon of the fourth sword, Yunrong, is smaller than the country The girl has a good temper.

Who would have thought that this woman with her head bowed and looking like she was doing something wrong could be a ruthless person who unleashes a sword that cuts a thousand miles away.

Seeing that she cared so much about this matter, Bai Lian couldn't help explaining softly: "Miss, I like this winter coat very much, so I won't give it to others."

Yun Rong felt a headache and relief at the same time.

Really, after living so many years, how can I live back with my temper, like an ignorant child who cares about everything.

Dark clouds are as cold as lead ink.

Although Yunrong forced back the rain against the sea with one sword, and sealed the rain door with one sword, under the magic rain of sending the sea to the sea, the curse rain above the sky did not dissipate, condensed in the sky, waiting for a storm New changes.

Two days passed in a flash.

The crowd gathered around the Bronze Sacred Tree, looking up at this respectable and terrifying ancient existence in disbelief.

They couldn't believe that the bronze gate connecting the two worlds was actually hidden in the cloud top of the sacred tree.

There are nine heavens in the world. Compared with the larger world in the human world, this sky is naturally more difficult to climb.

Just by looking up, you can see the endless distance of despair, which makes people feel unable to climb.

There used to be some daring human practitioners who tried to climb trees to find gods.

But the bronze sacred tree is supported between the heaven and the earth, the gravity of all things in the world.

The Immortal of Transcending Tribulation Realm, who has profound Taoism, can cross long seas, and jump over cold mountains, flies three miles around the tree with his sword, and is crushed into blood foam by heavy pressure, turning into roots and vines for nourishment.

Most of the people present felt that the young man who proposed climbing the tree and leaving this world was nothing more than grandstanding.

But the next moment, a strange scene happened.

The man in the blue shirt next to the young man strolled up, raised his hand as if it were a god... and picked off a branch.

The branch turned into a three-foot-long bronze sword in his hand, which was taken by the young man.

The long sword pointed to the sky, and the huge bronze sacred tree was actually in operation, and the ancient and vigorous branches coiled into a huge and long ladder.

The young man stepped up the ladder, surrounded by clouds, everyone saw the invisible and terrifying force of heaven and earth, all pouring down on the young man.

Bai Lian's body sank violently, and the entire bronze sacred tree began to tremble violently under the pressure.

This sacred tree seemed to be born at the end of the world. To the south of the tree was an endless deep sea, and the sea water followed him step by step, creating huge waves of thousands of feet, constantly hitting the cliffs and splashing water.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and for a moment, they even felt that where the boy stood, the sky and the earth began to overlap and merge, as if they had returned to the beginning of chaos.

The voice of Bai Lian, who had not stopped walking, was still steady and powerful: "Keep up."

The clothes on his shoulders suddenly exploded into flowers, and the bronze sword in his hand cut through the heavy clouds and made a path of life and death.

Fang Geyu was the first to follow.

No time was given for everyone to question, compared to the heavy pressure on the young man's shoulders, they couldn't feel any force from heaven and earth on Fang Geyu.

As if she was just walking an ordinary mountain road.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and the voices that were noisy and questioning a moment ago suddenly fell into a deadly silence, and then soon burst into a wave of excitement like a sea.

The darkness overwhelmed a group of people, filing forward.

Li Ji and Zhao Wu stood on the left and right sides of Bai Li'an respectively.

As the ancient gods, they could clearly feel how terrifying the pressure on him was.

The world inside the bronze door is extremely fair.

Therefore, if one person sets foot on the journey of the sacred tree, this world will exert a "weight" on the person who leads the way.

Thousands of miles away, this is the home.

When Bai Li'an traveled a hundred miles away, he would be blocked by a wall of clouds. In this way, he would use the bronze sword in his hand to cut another hundred miles away and move on.

Until the sword is mottled and cracked everywhere, Li Ji will break another sword for him.

A broken sword can find new ones, but Li Ji can clearly feel that Bai Lian's body is gradually collapsing. It wasn't until the sea of ​​people stepped on the bronze tree together that he realized that it was an extremely important task to leave with all living beings. Something difficult and unattainable.

If he left alone, it would not be difficult.

Li Ji shook his head involuntarily, and said: "The mountains and rivers can look at each other two by two, the sun and the moon have nothing to do with each other, the master is not the same as the living beings behind you, why do you invite yourself to suffer?"

Looking at the crowd as black as a long dragon, Zhao Wu's eyes were also moved: "There are hundreds of thousands of people in the sea, and people's hearts are fickle and cunning. No one wants to treat the master kindly because of this kindness. Immortal bones are hard to find. The master should live a good life." Cherish it."

Bai Lian broke his sword again, he seemed to feel tired, if there was no support from the bones of the immortal, he would have already been the dust in the cloud.

And it was because of this that he felt the strength and heaven-defying nature of the immortal bone.

Every time he slashed a sword for a hundred miles, in the eyes of everyone, it seemed that he just slashed a sword normally, but the branch of the bronze sacred tree could not bear the force, so how could his body sustain it?
The reason is naturally that it didn't really survive.

Slashing out with a sword, what was destroyed was not only Misty Cloud Road, but also his corpse demon body.

And precisely because of the bone as the source, the healing power of his corpse demon talent has been increased by a thousand times, and his physical body has been dispersed and reunited with Su Sheng.

No one knows about this process from death to life.

The broken sword edge flew backwards, and Bai Lian staggered and couldn't help taking half a step back, but suddenly a soft palm came from behind and pressed against his vest.

Fang Geyu behind him didn't speak, but she was always there.

Bai Lian lowered his eyes and smiled, looked sideways at Li Ji, and said: "Zigong redeems people, Zilu receives cattle, this may not be a bad thing for me."

As an ancient god, Li Ji did not approve of such meaningless behavior, but he could feel Bai Lian's pain at the moment, and he couldn't help worrying:

"I'm afraid that Master's body won't be able to bear it. Besides, in the eyes of this group of humans, Master, you just did a very simple task of leading the way."

Baili was quiet for a while, then he took a bronze sword again, and continued to move forward, his eyes were firm: "There are only things in the world that can be done or not, there is no such thing as small or small."

(End of this chapter)