long night walk

Chapter 828
A ghoul suddenly drew out a sharp sword with its fingers, and the blood splashed in it, and then stabbed with the sword again.

Every time the wound was caused, there were icy cold blood and scorching fire.

Cold blood flowed all over the body, and the ground was beautiful.

"You can't escape the retribution of ghosts at night by deceiving others in the daytime. What do you think can be changed by your struggle and persistence today? You should never be the one to accomplish this by sacrificing your life for righteousness.

If you are what everyone expects, you are really the chosen one.

But you were born mediocre, disliked by your father, abandoned by your mother, accompanied by those boring and cold books all day long, the one you loved abandoned you and chose to marry someone else.

Su Guanhai loves you and loves you, but he doesn't have too much selfishness to take advantage of you.

If you are alive, you can't achieve the slightest great thing, even if you die, you can die lightly, and you can't even be mentioned by name.

What are you still holding on to?Tianxi Sword Sect?Zhongyou Dynasty?Or is it the world?
You are so great that no one is asking you to do this, no one is needing you.

Even your mother, to her, you are just a dispensable object.

Even if you died, she never came to look for you, and let you wait for 200 years, accompanied by darkness. "

The luster in Bai Lian's eyes became weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind, a flower in the rain, the scarlet blood overflowing from his body slowly seeped a ray of blackness.

His calm and bewildered face finally showed a trace of sadness and pain, and he murmured struggling, "It's not like this..."

Bunny looked at the blackness, the corners of his lips curled up.

Sure enough, the demon seeds buried in his and Su Jing's bodies 200 years ago have not disappeared and changed because of death.

Today, he can use it again.

"Why isn't it like this, if she really needs you, why isn't your coffin in the Zhongyou Dynasty, but in that desolate place of death?

She left you and never left Zhongyou Dynasty. With a strand of your hair and a talisman, she found a new 'you' at her fingertips. "

"That's not the case!" Bai Lian's face suddenly became ferocious, and his body violently resisted.

Even the ghouls pressing on him couldn't restrain his strength.

Ying Xiu frowned worriedly and was about to step forward, but Bu Xin raised his hand to stop him.

With joyful anticipation at the corners of Buried Heart's mouth, he continued to speak in a unique tone without haste:
"There is no dead in this world, no one waits for you to return, no one remembers you, time is only reserved for the living, and death is meaningless...

If you don't believe me, you might as well take a look at yourself, how much like before. "

Bunny raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

A heart mirror was suspended in front of Bai Lian, and what was reflected was a face without facial features, leaving only a pair of blood-red eyes.

She was crying blood and tears, looking at him blankly.

That face, those eyes, like a demon poking its head out of the abyss, aware of the turbulence of the human heart, quietly peeping at the world.

The indescribable terrifying gaze easily revealed the darkest and unmentionable past hidden in the depths of my heart.

In the turbulent pain like a flame, Bai Lian's consciousness sank deeper and deeper, and his body struggled harder and harder.

The ghouls pressing on him also stopped their movements.

Ying Xiu looked at the mirror quietly, and he only took one look at it. The heart in the hollow of his chest suddenly beat violently, as if it had been greatly affected.

He was sweating violently all over his body, he hurriedly covered his eyes and dared not continue to peek, lest his soul consciousness would be lost in the horrible abyss and mire.

Buried Heart is good at playing tricks on people's hearts, so it's not just the usual techniques of bewitching and controlling the heart that he relies on.

3000 years ago, You Guilang was a genius who was among the top geniuses in the famous sect of Xianzong, and he had the bravery beyond all means.

No matter how strong his mind is, he has destroyed it with his own hands so that he will never rest in peace.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, who would have guessed that Erhe Buried Heart in the Demon Realm still retained such a mysterious method.

He is also so proficient in mental power.

In this way, it is hard for Ying Xiu not to doubt that there is something else that Erhe buried his heart that he didn't know.

Cultivate hundreds of martial arts, practice ten thousand skills.

There is such a demon in the Demon Realm, so it's no wonder that under the aura of the heyday and prosperity of the Immortal Dao, he has been unable to attack the little Northern Demon Sect for a long time.

The snake hits seven inches, attacking its vital points.

Although Ying Xiu was not a bystander, he gradually realized that his emotions and every move were under the perfect control of Bu Xin.

He clearly wanted to kill Bai Lian, the thorn in his side, with great urgency.

But within a few words of Bu Xin's heart, he completely dispelled the idea of ​​killing him now.

He was even looking forward to the scene where this guy, who had dominated his limelight in Xianling City or Tianxi Sword Sect, and was loved by everyone, would appear in front of everyone after degenerating into the virtues of You Guilang.

This is indeed more interesting than killing him directly.

He glanced at Bai Lian, whose eyes were cloudy. He had been controlled by pupil technique for so long.

Although his spiritual consciousness seemed to be crumbling like a broken candle, the Lingtai still defended itself and did not show signs of collapse.

I couldn't help but annoyed in my heart, it was really a tough nut to crack.

Burying his heart, he showed no sign of disappointment. Under the mental attack of his pupil technique, Bai Lian was able to resist and persist.

The more he can find interesting fun in it.

The stronger the heart is, the more attractive it is to lure the fallen soul.

"Drought misses Jiazi, and poor people miss their speech. They should die in the water, not on the shore.

Since you were born mortal, you are incapable of inheriting the crown and inheriting the sword, but it is wrong to be the son of the righteous sword sect.

Thanks to me 200 years ago, you died unjustly, maybe you have hatred in your heart.

But if you think about it from another angle, if you didn't die at the age of 16, you would have to suffer this "ordinary" crime for the rest of your life for a hundred years. Zhongyou and Tianxi should have been good friends of Qin and Jin. May.

Because of you, the two of them have resentment and rift, you are so tired that your mother is depressed, and your father is humiliated because of you!

99 drops of pure water are all black because of one drop of your ink. Your birth is a mistake that you have to spend your whole life to correct.

In this way, if I give you a death, it is not a redemption. "

"The avenues are sparse, it is difficult for human beings to cultivate immortality and attain enlightenment, destiny is difficult to change, fate is difficult to break, it is blocked by dust, and it is difficult to see the light of the sky.

After dying, one thought becomes a demon, one can cross the insurmountable sea and climb the insurmountable mountain. Why should one stick to one's guard, be trapped in a mountain or the ground, and die like a prison? "

The heart-buying words are like a poisonous python that chooses someone to bite and reveal the red letter, entrenched in front of Bai Li'an's head and raised its tail.

In the mind mirror, blood and tears flowed more and more on the face without facial features, and Bai Lian's body, which was struggling violently, gradually calmed down.

Bai Lian's clear spirit altar seemed to be exhausted bit by bit, and in the blurred and distorted sight of scarlet, his energy seemed to be exhausted bit by bit.

The dark blood energy all over his body that resisted the buried heart withered instantly, and the suffocating sense of death wrapped Bai Li'an forcefully.

In the dimness, that mysterious voice kept persuading him to give up.

Bunny's rambling voice was like a drowning coming from drowning, and Bai Lian raised his head vigorously like a drowning person panting for the last breath of air.

Burial Heart gently stroked the top of Bai Lian's head, with a hint of inexplicable and strange kindness:

"There is no such thing as good and evil in the world. Only when there are moral laws can there be good and evil. But moral laws are all made by the strong.

If you abandon the Dao and become a demon, turn the world upside down, and become familiar with the black and the white, it is only a word of yours. "

"So abandon the light and come to my side..."

Under the comfort of the heart-buying palm, Bai Lian struggled to raise his head, as if he had pushed his head to the bottom of the abyss and sank into the water again, sinking hard.

Burying Xin's technique at this moment is like a tailor.

With the sharp scissors of words, Bai Lian was cut into pieces like a doll.

Then pick it up gently, and patch it up again to make it look like you want.

"What are you still insisting on? It's so disgraceful, embarrassing, and unloved by the world. This road has been impassable since 200 years ago. If you keep going, what awaits you will only be a deeper hell."

He was about to run out of words, and he could clearly feel that there was something under Bai Lian's body that was still screaming, roaring, scratching, trying to get out of the net.

He smiled lowly and shook his head helplessly, Xindao really deserved to be his favorite target.

Having been forced to such a degree, he was able to maintain the last sliver of clarity.

Looks like it's time for the next big shot.

Bunxin took off the Qiankun pouch from his waist, unsealed the space capsule, opened the bag, and placed it flat in front of Bai Lian's chest.

Immediately afterwards, the universe sac stirred up as if it was filled with living creatures, and countless colorful scorpions crawled out of it densely.

What a cruel picture.

Bai Lian, who had finally calmed down, suddenly shuddered with his broken eyes, and the fear and nightmare carved in his bones emerged from the depths of his heart.

The inescapable fear seized his limbs and bones in an instant, creeping all over his body densely.

It is a dark pain that perishes forever.

Bai Lian opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

His fingers spasmed and curled up uncontrollably, and fear drilled into his lungs and turned the world upside down.

Bun Xin took the time to see him in pain, howling silently, and when his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, he finally revealed the madness of a poisonous snake biting its prey.

"Whether it's your parents or your lover, since you have died and become a demon, no one in the world can take you in.

If you don't abandon cowardice and weakness, you will only be torn to pieces by this world. "

"How do you want to love, continue to put your life in it? It's because you don't feel loved that you are choosing to be the one who goes first, right?"

"But why is it always you who is abandoned? Why do you have to be punished like this when you have done nothing wrong.

Why can you be free from resentment and cruelty after going through the misery that you should not have endured? "

Bun Xin said softly: "It's not that you are unaware of your identity, but you still hide something from Baili Yu, why? After passing away for 200 years, and returning to the world, you feel that you are already an outsider?"

His tone was full of reproach and sympathy: "You are always like this, subconsciously demoting yourself to the dust to stand aloof from the world, and feel that you are trembling with everything you get, but in your heart, don't you really hate it?"

He sighed with emotion in a low voice: "Even your closest relatives dislike you, regard you as a sin, despise you, neglect you, criticize you, even suspect you, and don't hesitate to interrogate you! Hurt you! Kill you! Then what do you have?" Is the crime unfeasible and unforgivable?"

The root of the word is like a bone, he asked softly again, touching the soul: "Do you really not hate at all?"

Finally, like a thin thread stretched to the extreme, it broke...

The light in Bai Lian's eyes spread out like a halo of ink, and black silk threads were tightly wrapped around his body, as if waking up from hell.

For a moment, he seemed to have a strong illusion, he raised his eyes, and finally made a hoarse voice:
"Hate...I hate my father! I hate Tianxi Sword Sect! I hate to be an enemy of this eternal immortal world! I hate to kill all the righteous gods in the world!"

Hearing the hoarse voice, even though his heartbroken expression couldn't help being shaken, he was in a trance for a moment.

At this moment, the hatred and anger suppressed in Bai Lian's eyes were so real that they could be touched.

Yes, how can there be a saint in this world who has been treated so hard and who is still able to act without resentment.

After that thread was completely broken, he became fearless instead.

The whole person is like a cold corpse, allowing the scorpion to crawl on it, and the blood is flowing all over the ground.

A pair of clean eyes were no longer black and white, and were completely muddy and difficult to distinguish from the heart.

Bunny made a gesture to make the ghouls pressing on him back down, and then looked at him expectantly.

Ying Xiu guessed Bu Xin's poisonous thoughts, and smiled knowingly: "Son kills father, what a wonderful scene?"

Rubbing his chin, he said slowly and cunningly: "I am also very curious about how far he can be reduced. If he can really kill Baili Yu with his own hands, this puppet... is undoubtedly very successful, no doubt !"

After saying this, Bunny folded his hands on his knees, looking forward to Bailian's performance.

Bai Lian stumbled to his feet, covered in wounds and blood.

His eyes were scarlet and filled with hatred, he stared at the comatose Baili Yu, but did not move, but made an astonishing move.

He pinched a black scorpion stabbed in the flesh, stared at the scorpion in his hand coldly, then raised his head, and actually ate the scorpion alive.

Eyebrows and soul platforms were completely blackened.

Buried Heart's pupils shrank suddenly, and his gaze was fixed on this moment.

Immediately afterwards, he let out a huff, and subconsciously straightened his back with excitement, his body collapsed to death from the excitement!
The tone contained deep disbelief: "In extreme fear, you can face the darkness in the deepest part of your heart, and thus completely devour the darkness. Bai Lian, you really can always bring people unexpected surprises!"

It was as if he saw a work beyond imagination, his eyes fluctuated violently, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

Bai Lian stood upright, then turned his head slowly, his dark and gloomy pupils looked at the heart without focus, and asked without a trace of sound in his voice:

"Can you...can you destroy the weakness in your heart?"

Bunny was stunned, looked into Bai Lian's eyes, seemed to be stunned for a moment, and didn't speak.

Bai Lian continued: "Fear is the greatest weakness of human nature, a weakness, and a deadly sting.

Nothing is more straightforward than snuffing it out with your own hands.

I clearly knew this a long time ago, but why I have been unable to make up my mind for so long, let fear rule me for hundreds of years, now that I think about it, it is really stupid. "

Bunny looked at the indifferent young man in front of him, and suddenly an extremely strange thought arose in his heart.

It is clear that his eyebrows and eyes are completely different, but facing him, he sees another self like looking in a mirror.

He seemed to be telling himself, and it seemed that the words were spoken from his perspective.

It seems to be calling him stupid, cowardly, despicable, unbearable, and useless.

In a trance, countless strange and piercing laughter lingered in Bunny's ears.

That laughter seemed like countless hideous faces emerging from the sea of ​​blood, persecuting him, pinching his neck and telling him, did he still have an important unfinished business?

But he doesn't remember?

Can't remember what it was?

don't remember?

Or deliberately forget?

A sense of horror suddenly rose in the buried heart.

At some point, Bai Lian turned around and looked at him quietly. The heart mirror floating between the two of them fell to the ground and shattered into mottled blood.

Bun Xin subconsciously wanted to avoid his eyes, but found that she couldn't look away at all, as if she was tightly attracted by the other party's eyes.

Bai Lian approached him, his voice was as light as a puff of smoke, without any emotion:
"It's not that you are unaware of your identity, but you still hide something from that person, why? After hundreds of years in the play, when you come to watch chess again, you feel that you are already in the middle of the game?"

One word tells the truth, everything has already been decided.

Bunny took two steps back heavily, his eyes slowly revealing deep fear.

But Bai Lian didn't allow him to escape, he stuffed a broken sword into his palm, forced him to hold it tightly, and pointed it sharply at a dark place.

"I have successfully walked on the path you guided, and now, it's your turn."

The sword's edge was facing a slim, black and red figure.

Ordinary facial features, soft temperament, like a soft and clear wind.

With a smile on her face, she whispered his name.

click!
a soft sound...

A corner of the mask on Bunny's face was cracked, as if the most real emotions and fears were exposed in the tiny cracks in the ground.

He struggled to force himself to move forward, clenched the blade of the sword in his hand with a full face, and he didn't know that his palm was bleeding.

He said nervously: "Kill her...kill her...kill her..."

Before he knew it, he had already walked in front of the woman, and delivered the sword in his hand.

In the end, after hesitating for a moment, the sword's edge deflected a little.

Buried Heart's pupils shrank suddenly, as if a thread had been fused, the field of vision changed, and dreams and waking intertwined.

When he came back to his senses and looked down, the broken finger sword was firmly inserted into his chest, and the flames rustled.

Bury heart shuddered suddenly, a kind of fear and shock spontaneously appeared in the body!

He was looking up, but he was looking at Bailian's eyes that did not know when they would recover, bright and sharp, no longer cloudy, but like a bottomless puzzle.

Ying Xiu stood beside Bai Li'an, but seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, and his whole body froze motionless, apparently caught in the same situation as Buried Heart and hadn't recovered yet.

Bai Lian nodded slightly, and the light and shadow in his eyes floated: "Master Erhe, I am not talented, I accidentally glimpsed the most real world in your heart."

"What a ridiculous and boring world."

He stood in the light, the dry grass under his body turned to frost, the blood in his clothes was bright, the sky was dark, and the ghost tide on the ground, for a moment, it seemed that they were all reduced to the background behind him.

"My lord, I think... I know who you are."

　This is a story of hypnosis and anti-hypnosis.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)