long night walk

Chapter 825 Let's listen to the wind
The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​tides in the distance are ups and downs, and the darkness is endless.

Among the thousands of sentient beings, a door to the void opened, and light flowed from the gap between the two.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the two were elongated obliquely.

Bai Lian dazedly touched her lips, her light breath still remained on her lips.

With a light kiss like a dragonfly touching water, she has the faint and cold fragrance of freesia on her body, and her cold deep pupils are like water jade in a pool of ink.

For this untimely kiss, Bai Lian chuckled untimely.

He looked at her deeply: "Miss Su Jing, you seem to have something to hide?"

Su Jing's calm gaze unconsciously averted slightly, and he didn't speak.

Bai Lian lowered his arms and said again: "I don't deny that at the beginning, I did regard the memory of my life as the biggest goal in this life.

Whether I went to Xianling City or Tianxi Sword Sect, it was all out of searching for memories of the past.

You and I met in Xianling City. Miss Su Jing clearly knew that I was eager to find memories, but she kept silent and pretended to be strangers.

It can be seen from this that my death in the past really has nothing to do with you. "

Su Jing's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes trembled a few times, and he didn't speak.

Bai Lian's eyes were calm, because he had nothing to remember, there was no resentment in his eyes, only clearness remained.

"The past can't be warned, but the coming can still be pursued. The farther I go on the road of chasing memories, I can gradually understand why the corpse mills set the iron law of 'the dead can't trace their memories' .

The reason why I don't leave Tianxi is that I am no longer obsessed with the truth of the year, but I just want to end it. "

Let's listen to the wind and wait for the flowers to bloom.

In Changyuan, the heart is like a flower and a tree, born facing the sun.

Whether it's collapsing the mountain or drawing the soul of the sword, Bai Li'an's goal is always clear and consistent.

In the past three years since joining the WTO, he has been constantly searching for his past life memories and identities.

But now, Bai Lian chose another path within the closest distance to the truth.

Su Jing's fingertips tightened silently, staring blankly at the young man in front of him, there was a sliver of confusion in the depths of his clear pupils, as if the years were inadvertently overlapping and reflected in front of his eyes.

On the side of the mountain top, the tide is rushing, the young man who left in the scorching years but resolutely left.

A person who has been torn apart and riddled with holes after suffering a lot of misery, and the fragments have been stitched together by the years.

But Dudu is always able to leave no room for her like this.

Su Jing didn't want him to think about the past, and at the same time, he didn't want him to act like he didn't hear about the past and didn't panic.

so far away...

Why is a person who is clearly close at hand, no matter 200 years ago or now, still far away and out of reach.

Having experienced that tragic catastrophe, she knew it very well.

For the people in front of her, she must speak well and do things well.

Otherwise, if you hold it too tightly, it will only drip blood in her palm like sand.

Don't force it, don't be greedy, between him, just want to meet without regrets, and have no regrets in the past.

There are thousands of collections, it is better to have thin branches in your body, you should adapt, Xu has a plan.

But even though she has thousands of reasons in her heart to convince herself, she still can't be truly open-minded and indifferent, letting nature take its course.

How can I abstain from sex when I am already emotional?
The two lines of life and death, yin and yang, once told her clearly: Some people can be easily erased by time, just like dust...

Su Jing stood straight, her black hair was disheveled, and her thin lips were pursed. She suddenly said, "If you want to go into the valley, I will go with you."

Bai Lian frowned and said: "Spirit Point Sword Palace will be destroyed in all directions, even the eternal barrier outside the chaotic valley may not be able to resist it, so I invited your father to strengthen the barrier outside. If you Follow me into the valley..."

Su Jing's dark eyebrows suddenly became serious: "So you entered the valley, and you didn't plan to come out alive under the sword palace?!"

Bai Lian was dumbfounded for a moment.

Pointing the Sword Palace is the pinnacle of supernatural powers in the heavens, and its destructive power is extremely terrifying. If it weren't for this, how could Bai Li'an suggest that the sword master Yu enter the chaotic valley to kill those 30 ghouls with his sword.

Once entering the chaotic valley, the valley is isolated from the world, and the dark evil monsters that have disappeared from the world are afraid that they will all have a narrow escape, and they will be wiped out by the sword master Yu's shocking sword.

What Su Jing said was not unreasonable.

Having only experienced one death, Bai Lian knew that life was precious, so he never thought about squandering it at such a time.

Facing Su Jing's increasingly cold eyebrows and eyes, Bai Lian raised his eyes and said calmly and seriously: "I will not ask for death."

Su Jing obviously didn't believe what he said. The tide of corpses below the mountain was like a waterfall against the current, already hanging up the mountain.

The Devil May Cry Bead on the end of the jade flute in Bailian's hand flickered continuously.

The blood-colored brilliance is densely distributed between the jade-colored flute body like thin threads, gradually spreading into a net like cracks in ice weeping blood.

Obviously, the power of controlling ghosts has almost reached its limit.

Bai Lian glanced at her, as if he had seen through her thoughts:

"Give up, Moqi Palace distinguishes its own breath, it is impossible for Palace Master Yin to let you fall into the valley of chaos."

The cold and evil aura diffused again from the leylines of the land in the distance.

A ghoul that had already climbed to the top of the mountain suddenly broke the invisible shackles between its bodies, wrapped its fingers around the green flames, roared and charged towards Bai Lian.

Bai Lian was not in a hurry, and was about to play the flute again, but suddenly a red lotus flame flashed in front of his eyes.

Ye Huo pierced the ghoul through its heart, leaving a fist-sized fire hole in its chest.

In an instant, the fire hole spread to the whole body like hot oil, wrapping the ghoul's whole body, burning it into nothingness, but it did not turn into a black crow again.

A red lotus in full swing was swaying at Su Jing's fingertips, and the faint and misty fire light greeted her pale eyebrows.

I saw the enchanting red lotus winding around the fingertips, like a wisp of smoke blown away by the wind.

The strands turned into a winding and light red thread, wrapping around Bai Lian's fingers like smoke and dust.

The sound of the flute sounded faintly, and Bai Lian could only look at Su Jing in surprise, not knowing why.

Su Jing stood holding the sword, his eyes were cold, but he didn't say anything.

The time to enter the valley has come, and the two are not allowed to continue their greetings.

The sound of the Yin flute was long and continuous, Baili An's clothes fluttered lightly, and a gentle wind blew up under his feet, slowly lifting his body up.

With both feet off the ground, he slowly floated towards the majestic palace gate standing behind him as if he had no weight.

And the tens of thousands of ghouls under him are like a sea of ​​tides, like dead souls who are on the road to the afterlife but cannot be reborn, pouring densely into the gate of the Moqi Hall.

I don't know how long the time passed, only the sound of the flute stopped, there was a loud bang between the sky and the earth, and the door of the Moqi Palace slowly closed, cutting off the space boundary.

The wind blows from Qingping, the breeze, the bright moon, and thousands of noisy ghosts seem to be a long and abrupt nightmare.

The sky is clear and the moon is white, the dark clouds have dissipated, and the world on earth has regained the appearance of a clear and bright universe.

But the depression in the hearts of many disciples in Tianxi Sword Mountain still hasn't dissipated.

Yun Rong stood with his sword drawn among the mountain peaks, staring deeply at the dark sky in the distance, speechless for a long time.

Yue Nu sighed softly: "I wonder if the suzerain can successfully avert this catastrophe?"

Yun Rong turned her eyes, glanced calmly at Yue Nu's waist, and said: "Second Senior Sister, I remember that glass umbrella on your waist is the little corpse demon's personal possession."

The Yue girl also looked back at her, and smiled at her: "When he comes out, I will definitely return this umbrella."

In the chaotic valley, as always, no echoes can be heard, no people can be seen, and the darkness that can't be seen seems to be able to swallow everything.

Soon, the roaring and undulating sound like the tide sea broke the long-lasting silence of Chaotic Valley.

Pong!
The sword master Yu stood in the air, and shot out three sword fires, lighting up the darkness.

He glanced down at Bai Lian, who was playing the flute, and the depths of his eyes were dark.

This extraordinary skill of controlling ghosts is indeed shocking to the world, and he has to admit that this son is endowed with a unique talent that is different from ordinary people.

One flute controls 30 ghouls.

This achievement record is enough to make him rule the Zhongyou Dynasty.

If the outside world knows that he has this ability, the people of the Buqi Zhongyou Dynasty will take a fancy to this son's talent and learning, and will devote all their efforts to cultivating him as the next generation of Yin King.

It's fine if it's someone else, but he happened to be from Wen Jun.

Although he has not boiled the sword bone and is born with the root of death, but with the sword psychic, he can see the six worlds, no one can match it!

If this son is allowed to indulge in deceitful techniques and go astray, for the sword master Yu, it would be a waste of everything and nothing in the world!

Tonight's battle against the Sword Palace, even if he destroys his own foundation, he will definitely protect him safe and sound.

After leaving the chaotic valley, he will spare no effort to keep this son in Tianxi Sword Sect, and keep him by his side to teach him how to become a talent.

When Sword Master Yu was lost in thought, his eyes suddenly lit up and fell on the thin red line between Bai Lian's fingers.

This is... Taixuanzong's lead?

Su Guanhai's such a great handwriting, is he willing to use this kind of secret technique on him?

In this way, this son can use this supernatural power to transfer more than half of the soul-stealing power of the Sword Palace to Su Guanhai at any time.

Su Guanhai possesses the Great Buddha Art, and his strength is similar to his. If we say that under the Sword Point Palace, there is no one in the world that Baili Yu can't kill.

Su Guanhai should be the first one.

Thinking of this, Sword Master Yu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that Su Guanhai really deserves to have a delicate heart.

In such a desperate situation, he can still stay like this, and he can finally let go.

Sword master Yu felt a surge of pride in his heart, amidst the undulating sound of the flute that flowed like water.

He pulled out the Rising Dragon Sword, and behind him there was a majestic and majestic scene, the purple aura between his brows opened, and a colorful big purple snake appeared!

Bai Lian felt the changes in the air flow and long wind between the sky and the earth, stopped playing the flute, and looked up at him, seemingly worried:

"My lord suzerain first resisted the mountain with his body, and then pretended to point to the sword palace. The vitality has been depleted a lot, and the spiritual power in the body is afraid that it will not be enough. Can you still forcibly point to the sword palace?"

Sword master Yu nodded calmly, and said: "There are eight thousand disciples under this seat, outstanding ones come forth in large numbers, there is a special elixir hall, and daily burning furnaces for alchemy, the thirteen sword masters have cherished their most precious treasures for a long time. The elixir is handed over to me, just for the sake of this life and death!"

Bai Lian gently stroked the hot Devil May Cry Bead between the tail of the flute with his fingers: "So, I am looking forward to it."

Not much nonsense, the sword master Yu held the sword in both hands and offered to the sky, above the sky, thunder came from ten directions, and the silver light of the stars poured down, lighting up the chaotic valley of eternal darkness, like daytime.

Unexpectedly, before Shenglong could support the wind into the sky, Sword Lord Yu suddenly tilted his body, the purple air between his brows closed together, and a faint gray air quickly covered his handsome and cold face.

The sword master, who was full of fighting spirit a moment ago, has completely annihilated and disappeared at this moment, and the whole person staggers and loses weight, like a mortal who doesn't know how to cultivate, and falls straight into the sky.

Bai Lian's face darkened, but he didn't have much surprise on his face regarding these changes.

He leaned down and rushed down to take over Sword Master Yu's body. It was a violent wind and waves in the sky, and a sinister and vicious silver light pierced through the air.

The empty door behind Bai Lian was wide open. Under such circumstances, he must not be seriously injured easily.

He had no choice but to give up to catch the sword master feather, let him fall into the vast sea of ​​corpses, twist his body from mid-air, and summon Tiance Junshan's horizontal sword to block.

In the dazzling silver light, there was a low chuckle.

Bai Lian shot the Yin flute backhand in the direction of the sword master Yu, without saying a word, but under the strong light that captured all sights, there was an inherent subtle tacit understanding between the two.

The gust of wind passed through the ears, just like the sound of the endless tide and waves.

Sword Master Yu was limp and weak all over, when suddenly he heard a gust of wind blowing towards him.

He couldn't see it. In this case, it was very likely that it was a sneak attack from an opponent in the dark.

In such a situation where the crisis was unknown, he still subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the short, cold object that was rushing in the wind.

The faint but familiar Zhongyou cool breath spread from the palm of his hand, and Sword Master Yu suddenly became calm and peaceful in his heart.

He fell heavily to the ground, and the dense tide of corpses behind him seemed to feel the cold breath of the Yin flute, and immediately scattered a large open space like a snake smelling realgar.

Sword Master Yu escaped for the time being.

Bai Lian swung his sword with a heavy intention, and blocked the insidious sneak attack. The dazzling silver light was cut into two halves, revealing a purple robe.

Looking at the sinister metal skull mask, Bai Lian stood with his sword hanging down, expressionless:
"Erhe Burial Heart, you are really everywhere. Even though you can do your best, you can even enter the chaotic valleys. In this world, is there anything you can't go to?"

The sword master Yu fell in great pain all over his body, and just now he came back to his senses, staring at the mysterious man in the purple robe who was hunting in the wind in mid-air, staring in surprise and anger: "Demons and thieves, you are the rats who messed with my Tianxie!"

Bunny cast a glance at him unhurriedly, and said with a mocking tone: "Master Sword Master, it's uncomfortable to be reduced to an ordinary person, isn't it?"

Sword Master Yu was furious: "What did you do to me?"

Bunny smiled lightly, and said: "I just told you to take some Hualing powder, don't worry, I didn't keep telling you to be a useless person. After one night, the effect of the medicine will pass naturally, it's just..."

His tone suddenly became a little weird: "Actually, from another perspective, Lord Sword Master is no different from a useless person from now on, because you have no chance to leave this chaotic valley.

This valley is the abandoned place of the six realms, there is no birth of spiritual power from heaven and earth, so naturally it cannot replenish your spiritual power. After careful calculation, it is not much different from abolishing your spiritual roots, Lord Sword Master. "

"Presumptuous! This seat is the owner of the Celestial Seal. How can this seat be tricked by such a demon's dirty medicine!"

Smiling heartbroken without saying a word, she looked back at Bai Lian, faintly, as if she was expecting something.

Bai Lian looked at the sword master Yu indifferently, and ruthlessly revealed the cruel truth: "In the thirteen swords of Tianxie, there are hidden traitors, and one of the sword masters may be the human identity transformed by Shashenghe.

Lord Sovereign, the spirit recovery pills that you ate before entering the chaotic valley... If I guessed correctly, one of them is the Hualing Powder. "

　I'm still taking care of my body, I'm really scared, my friends from Beibei stayed up late, just two days ago, they fainted in the toilet, I still advise everyone, don't stay up late!Do not stay up all night!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)