long night walk

Chapter 652 Education
Because of her excellence, she was the only one among the descendants of the Sixteen Demon Kings who survived the battle of the gods burning the sea.

So far, for thousands of years, the generals have never created a new blood clan.

Until Bai Lian was born and awakened from the coffin.

The general looked at the youngest child he had created with his own hands, and there was no fatherly love in his indifferent eyes, and his blood-colored pupils flickered with a faint light: "It's a pity that you don't have half the same resemblance to Li'er."

Bai Li'an could see that the general's attitude towards him was not as satisfactory as Si Li's.

But Bai Lian didn't intend to compare with others. He looked down at the clouds and mist spreading under his feet, and said, "Sister Si Li and I are different people."

After hearing this, the general was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "Your behavior is very similar to my first child."

The general's tone didn't change at all, but Bai Lian felt a chill creeping up his spine.

The original corpse demon royal family, including him, actually has a total of 18 members.

It was only because one person rebelled and surrendered to the fairy world. In the Battle of Burning Sea, he played an important role in fueling the flames, resulting in the capture of all seventeen corpse demon royal families. Even Si Li suffered the punishment of Jinwu Shenhui's empowerment .

After this battle, the corpse demon traitor was expelled from the seventeen royal families, deprived of his surname, exiled forever, and could not return to the Dark Continent.

Bai Lian murmured: "Are you talking about Sikong?"

The general raised his left hand, and an ancient black book appeared in the palm of his hand. On the cover, two black wings were engraved, and a blood-colored gemstone was inlaid in the middle, which looked like a bright red one-eyed.

The ancient book automatically flips through the chapters, with a total of seventeen pages.

Bai Lian saw it clearly. The first fifteen pages of paper were all written with Si's surname, but the name was unfamiliar, and the strokes were all black. When the No. 16 page was turned, Si Li's name appeared, and the two characters were black and gold in color. Yiyi, spirituality is immortal.

And No. 17 page, no name, no surname, all blank, no pen and ink.

The last page stood upright in his palm, and the general looked at the blank page, and his voice became extremely indifferent: "This page of roster should have been written for you a year ago and entered in the king's book But now, seeing you like this, I have changed my mind again."

The chill that crawled down Bai Lian's spine deepened. Before the seventeenth page, there was clearly another page, but it was torn off.

Of course, Bai Lian knew what this meant: "It seems that I have let you down."

The general said: "There is no need to be disappointed. As far as I am concerned, the birth of an offspring is just a whim. Even though Si Li is excellent, I have never felt proud or gratified by it."

Because for the generals of the corpse king, it should be a matter of course that the descendants of the royal family should be outstanding.

Just like goshawks can soar, dragons can navigate abysses, whales can swim in the sea, everything is natural.

He gave her extraordinary power beyond the mundane, strong and excellent is the only way for her to go.

As for those who have been killed halfway, the general will not waste his energy paying more attention to them.

But if someone breaks the order and rules set by him and violates taboos, that is absolutely unacceptable to him.

The cause of the Battle of Burning Sea back then all stemmed from Sikong's obsession with the memory of his past events.

Corpse demons, the dead have no way back, and the past cannot be remembered.

This is the iron order set by his generals, and no one should violate it.

Sikong took the liberty of speaking out, so he was expelled.

But now, the general came here precisely because he discovered that Bai Lian had the same obsession with him. He was reborn into the world, just to trace the old relationship and find the reason for his life.

The general may not care about his mediocrity, but he will never allow another Sikong to emerge from the corpse demon clan!
He lowered his eyes slightly, closed his palms, and the black ancient book disappeared, and said indifferently: "Since you have met Si Li, you have already learned the rules I set from her, and you still plan to continue looking for your own death memory?"

Sikong was obsessed with the memories of his own life, and the price he paid was that he was exiled to the valley of chaos, accompanied by the city of the night for tens of thousands of years, abandoned by the six realms, and forgotten by the common people.

Now Bai Li'anruo nodded and admitted that he was afraid that his punishment would be even harsher than that.

The brilliance of the Milky Way passed through the flowing clouds, reflecting Bai Lian's paper-like pale face, he closed his eyelashes silently, and said: "I am not a plant, how can I be ruthless, sir, it is a great kindness for me to be reborn to see the world , but I don't want this place to continue to be desolate and desolate."

He touched his heart with his hand, his eyes were quiet and firm.

The general sneered: "You can't let go of the past, it's just that the incomplete memory of your life is like a road sign that illuminates the long road for you, accompanied by the dark death for 200 years, and finally caught a little light, how can you be willing to give up your life? The last fire?"

He jumped down from the star bridge, with silver hair, cold and glaring, the general looked at Bai Lian expressionlessly: "But you are not human, the fire can't warm the cold corpse, let alone comfort the heart of the dead, your heart There is no other way but to continue to be desolate and desolate. The only thing that can continue to dance is the hungry corpse beads when you are thirsty for blood.

Maybe you think your parents came from a family of cultivators, even though 200 years have passed, they may still be alive.But do you think they will accept you with pleasure, a blood-eating zombie? "

Jiang Chen calmly narrated a sentence, like a sharp knife stained with cold-blooded rust, pierced coldly into the chest cavity, penetrating into the heart, the blood color of Bai Lian's tightly pursed lips disappeared little by little.

It's not that Bai Lian doesn't know these truths, but no one has ever explained them in such a grand manner in front of him.

Reality is always bloody.

Although the general had seventeen descendants, he was never a loving father. He said calmly and indifferently: "I paved the way for the dead, never to let you continue the fate of the previous life, and to hate in this life, because I You know better than anyone else that in the world, in a hundred years, no one is waiting for you."

Bai Lian wanted to refute, but found that any words seemed powerless in front of this man.

Because what he said, although cruel, was true.

The general's eyes fell on the green jade between his thumbs, and he said calmly: "I didn't want to make a move today, but you are so naive and stupid that I can't bear it."

Bai Lian knew what he was referring to, and said, "I don't deny that I am weak, far less powerful than you, my lord."

The general said: "If you killed the group of human beings who were greedy for life and death at the beginning, how could the underworld dragon be awakened by eating the devil's energy?"

Bai Lian did not agree with this: "This way of killing is unreasonable."

It has nothing to do with human nature, but if he just infers that this group of human beings may become evil in the future, and kills them all regardless of future troubles, then what is the difference between him and these demons.

"That's because you haven't experienced the real moment of choice." Regarding Bai Li'an's rebuttal, the general was not angry, as if he was looking at an innocent child: "If this ghost dragon eats up all the energy in the demon world, When it grows to the point that even I can't suppress it, when everything around you will be swallowed up by it, you will regret that your butcher's knife fell too late."

Bailian: "..."

"Since you were reborn into the world, you may feel that you have experienced countless dangers and tribulations, and you have narrowly escaped death, but in my eyes, everything you have experienced has been so smooth that you are now forgetting yourself and completely ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth!"

Bai Lian suddenly looked up at him.

The general sneered: "What? Not convinced?"

"Please also enlighten me, Lord General."

The general spread his palms, Suzaku Qin appeared out of thin air, and said indifferently: "You have countless funeral objects, and you were born in an extraordinary way. Even your incomplete memory, even a scrap of claw, is an extremely rare opportunity for ordinary mortals. During your lifetime, You have a 'treasure' inheritance that thousands of monks can't imagine. Although your temperament seems calm and meek, there is a pride that refuses to bow your head hidden in your bones.

From the day you came out of the coffin, there have been endless opportunities and breakthroughs. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a miracle, but every time you are faced with a desperate situation, how often do you rely on your own strength? "

"Heroic White Tiger, Yin Yudi, Devil Weeping Bead, Tiance Junshan, Full Moon Wine Gourd, which one of them is not a rare and secret treasure, you alone carry all the treasures, but you are still under the control of others everywhere, and you can't go or stay on your own.

Now facing the underworld dragon, what you think about is still borrowing the power of the Vermilion Bird Spirit to defend against powerful enemies. "

"It's perfect to use strength to fight strength, but your dependence on external power is so deep that now you are almost forgetting what the power you hold in your hands."

The indifferent and majestic voice was like a thunder, and Bai Lian was stunned in place, his consciousness was shocked.

The minister's sentence was straight to the point, without mercy: "Perhaps you think that what you have now is very powerful and reliable, and can protect your safety and avoid disasters, but if this is the case, why did you die at the age of 16? died?"

Bai Lian's body shook violently, his face became extremely pale, and his mind was out of control.

The general's eyes were cold and ruthless: "Only if you are strong, you are really strong. Just relying on these foreign objects, your weak hands may lose the strength to hold them in the end."

Although his words made Baili'an's heart feel violently suffocated, but he also understood what the real purpose of the general's coming here was.

He is educating his children in his own way.

Bai Lian looked at the silver-haired man under the Xingchen Bridge, then took half a step back, raised his eyebrows and lowered his head, his attitude became extremely submissive, and he said seriously: "I have been taught."

The general hummed lightly: "If that's the case, then go back."

His voice suddenly became extremely distant and illusory. The clouds, the wind, the stars and the ocean all quickly disappeared before Bai Lian's eyes.

Bai Lian's vision returned to the darkness again, and the poisonous intent of Peacock Ling was still in his eyes, and suddenly he came back to his senses. He found himself sitting among the ore, with the Suzaku Qin lying flat on his lap. A jade-white cold bead, the center of the bead is surrounded by dragon-shaped mist, as if flying through the sky, but the bead can't be broken.

The Baizi around the underground palace did not change at all, the only thing that changed was the huge body of the underworld dragon in the fiery magma, which had already turned into a body of bones stretching across the sea of ​​fire.

The huge bone body was devouring the raging fire, and the raging fire was also devouring the keel.

The two are entangled with each other, just like the fierce ghost and the underworld fire that are entangled with each other. At this moment, the dead underground palace seems to be revived, as if endowed with some kind of divine will, and the skeleton of the underworld dragon and the underworld are separated. The fierce spirits in the raging fire swallowed together into the abyss of the earth.

On the other side far away, the surviving monks on Yiye Qingzhou saw the fire receding, and couldn't help cheering loudly for their escape.

The middle-aged man Yinxiang cultivator at the head of Qingzhou raised his arm and blew out the incense in his hand, and the thin white tobacco disappeared from his fingertips like snake gray lines. He stared at the incense on his fingertips with deep eyes: "The first time and the last once."

He calmed down for a moment, threw the reverberation casually, and sighed as if persuading himself: "It's all due...to pay back the favor."

In the depths of the underground palace, Bai Lian hugged the piano and bowed deeply towards a certain direction to the south, without saying a word for a long time.

Until Su Jing, Yin Baishuang and others hurried over, Ye Shu's expression was full of bewilderment and shock. When Yu Jian rushed all the way, his breath was chaotic: "Fang...what happened just now! Brother Si Chen Did you defeat the underworld dragon? How could its body suddenly decay and wither? Have you summoned the real Suzaku spirit? But why didn’t I see the grand scene of the underworld dragon and the Suzaku fighting at all?!!! "

During the questioning, Yin Baishuang's eyes were fixed on the Suzaku Qin in Bai Lian's hand. If you looked closely, you could see her slightly trembling shoulders, and her voice was almost suppressed calmly: "It's really Suzaku Ling ?”

Bai Lian said: "No."

"No? How could it not be?!" Yin Baishuang took a step forward, and suddenly stretched out a hand, strangling Bai Li'an's wrist tightly.

Bai Li'an said: "There is someone else who solves the underworld dragon. I haven't had time to summon the Artifact Spirit yet."

Compared to Yin Baishuang and Ye Shu, Su Jing seemed much calmer. She looked around and found that none of the white sons in the four directions had been touched by anyone.

Bai Lian did not tell everyone about the truth about the general's body going to the underground palace.

After all, that lord's identity is too special, and even Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan promulgated the Dao Killing Demon Order because of him alone.

Now that the wave has calmed down, Bai Lian doesn't want to continue to add firewood to the chaos. If everyone knows that this firewood is called a general, this chaotic fire may continue to burn forever.

The wind on the high platform was getting stronger and stronger, and the seemingly empty Hades City became more and more lonely and spacious, speechless and cold.

The black clouds above the head gradually dissipated, the sky broke through the clouds, and shone among the towering turrets of Wangcheng, leaving a silent shadow.

The female devil raised her head to look at the sky, her eyes gradually became suspicious.

He lowered his head again and looked at the black air gushing out from under the altar, and then with a stern and unparalleled dragon chant, the black air in the depths of the cave under the altar suddenly dissipated and became clear again.

A surprised expression slowly appeared on her face, as if she couldn't understand it, she stared at the altar with ecstasy, and couldn't get back to her senses for a long time.

(End of this chapter)