long night walk

Chapter 833 The Final Calculation
Offscreen, Ji Pei's complexion suddenly became serious.

Even though it is recorded in the cold time, outsiders can still feel the smell of death permeating the air in the picture.

Blood flows for ten miles, and flowers bloom for ten miles.

The flowers on the other side look back without a limit.

Ghouls have the greatest desire to eat in the world.

They crawled on the ground and sniffed desperately the blood flowing wantonly between the burning petals.

The fiery red flower, which was dyed layer by layer with blood, seemed to be burning and rotten.

The flowers are blooming in a blood mist, and the picture is weird and bloody, but also reveals a bit of weird, bleak and red beauty.

The fresh blood is like poison, like poison, as if leaving an extremely deadly temptation in the air.

After licking the blood on the ground, hordes of ghouls fell into a whirlpool of madness and confusion.

They scrambled towards Bailian.

A ghoul bit him on the shoulder with unerring precision, tearing off a piece of flesh.

In the hideous wound, the green fire rolled and burned fiercely.

Such a cruel picture made everyone look sideways.

Only Ji Pei, dripping with cold sweat, seemed to realize something, and murmured, "Could it be..."

Su Jing's eyes were cold and slippery: "What?"

Ji Pei swallowed her dry throat unconsciously, and said in a sad tone:
"The corpse demon clan has their own talents and abilities. I see that the young master is like this, and it should be a kind of 'supernatural self-healing' of the corpse demon's talent."

Jun He frowned slightly, and said: "At this time, even if he has such a magical innate ability of ghouls? No matter how powerful his self-healing power is, he is facing 30 ghouls."

Ji Pei's eyes were low, and he said, "But don't forget, big brother, there is not a single ghoul left in the chaotic valley!"

Everyone was silent for a moment.

Baili Yu raised his red eyes, and his heart was troubled: "What do you mean by that?"

Ji Pei said: "The ghoul has the poison of rotting bones, and the corpse also has the poison of the corpse. He enters the body with poison and feeds thousands of ghosts. Every ghoul that eats his flesh and blood will be planted by him. blood curse.

Once... once the young master dies, the blood curse will ignite and explode, and all the ghouls who have eaten his blood will perish.

In this way, the danger of ghouls can be relieved without hurting an inch of mountains and rivers, and without the need for the suzerain to order the sword palace and lose his cultivation. "

After hearing some verbal explanations, everyone's hearts were moved.

Jun He was also trembling all over his eyes, he just felt it was incredible, how could there be such a crazy person in this world.

He shook his head and muttered: "Impossible...even so, how can he feed these 30 ghouls with his own body?"

Ji Pei didn't speak any more.

There was no contempt in Jun He's words, because even Ji Pei also believed that in this world, there is no physical body of any race that can do this.

Even with such an extraordinary talent, an immortal body against the sky.

But Ji Pei thinks, how strong a heart must be to be able to bear the fear of being eaten by humans?

30 ghouls must be able to ensure that the teeth of each ghoul can tear his flesh and blood and eat it.

During this long and terrifying process, he must ensure that his consciousness is fully awake, so as to maintain the corpse poison and blood curse from breaking out in advance.

Too cruel!

Ji Pei couldn't imagine what kind of life he had experienced to be so cruel to himself, using all the methods of a butcher on himself.

Looking at the Yin Yang Record, one after another ghouls tore open the boy's body, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the viscera and intestines were ripped out.

The picture is bloody and terrifying, the neck is torn apart by sharp claws, as if being brutally bitten by a wild beast!
However, the next moment, fiery red stamens bloomed from the flesh and blood of the wound.

The blood-colored silk veins wound up along the stamens, re-formed into new flesh and blood, and the growth rate was extremely fast, and the hideous and dilapidated body quickly healed as before.

Then another round, a new biting, tearing, eating.

Then reborn, shredded, reborn, shredded.

Going round and round, life and death alternate, just like reincarnation.

It was like a feast of blood, and the ghouls took turns eating, filling the abyss of years of food appetite, and they were never satisfied.

In the thick and bloody darkness, for a moment, the human world and purgatory were actually not very clear.

Among the people who looked like outside, some people couldn't help their throats squirming, and couldn't bear to continue watching.

Amidst the tide of corpses, the boy's body was like a dilapidated doll that had been sewn up and mended.

Outside of the tide of corpses, Baili Yu, who was wrapped in the warm halo of the corpse beads, was still in a deep sleep, and his spiritual veins, which had been sealed by Hualing Powder, were gradually recovering, and he knew nothing about the outside world.

Until the bright red flowers of the other shore occupy the entire field of vision of Yin Yang Lu, spreading for hundreds of miles.

Large expanses of scarlet flowers are like fire like demons, and the scorching crimson is everywhere, almost wrapping and wrapping the boundless bodies of the ghouls gently.

His blood curse, like his people, is like fire blowing into the wind, and under the eyes, it is all delicate and gentle.

It is the art of killing, and it is also gentle and makes people feel as if they have seen the beautiful season of spring and the recovery of all things.

The scarlet stamens are wrapped around the corpse, and 30 ghouls will sink into the sea of ​​flowers. The blood curse will be completed, and the flowers will bloom and fade, and the flowers will wither and turn into ashes, exposing the original gray mountain body.

The hideous wound on the young man lying on the ground could no longer heal.

When he died, the bloody death on his body summoned the carrion vulture jackdaws in the mountains, and their wings will fall...

In the dark and chaotic world, there is no more ghoul roaming the world.

A night ago, the trembling death army of hundreds of immortal sects from all over the world disappeared completely in this unknown night.

Seeing this, the emotions in everyone's hearts can no longer be expressed in words.

After watching Yin Yang Records, the atmosphere on the top of the mountain became more and more heavy and quiet.

Baili Yu, who had aged ten years in a single night, seemed to have died again.

His whole body was covered with a dead gray aura, and his eyes lost focus again, as if his soul had been drained.

People's hearts are either grass, trees and iron stones, or the eldest princess Zhao Wenjun who is in charge of the dark city, sells humanity and darkness, and conducts cruel secret arts experiments. After reading the records of this volume of Yin and Yang, she was shocked and speechless.

She didn't understand that young man who had been wronged and looked down upon in Tianxi Sword Sect, and was trapped in the cage of ordinary original sin all his life.

Why is it possible to do this for the sake of Tianxi and the world?
It is not easy for the corpse demon to pick up the memory of the past life.

Since he can recall the memories of his life, he should hold on to something in his heart and think about something in his mind.

Whether it's the eldest lady from Cangwu Palace or Empress Yingji from Zhongyou Dynasty, they are all the most important people who cannot be separated from him in his previous life.

But he didn't go in the direction he should go, and chose to use the most cruel way to ruin his hard-won life.

Zhao Wenjun didn't understand, very incomprehensible.

"Idiot..." Ning Feiyan exhaled lightly, and her always unpredictable lover's eyes trembled slightly, as if some mottled light and shadow shattered in them.

His expression was indescribably gloomy and frightening, and he didn't know who he was scolding when he said stupid, and he threw down that sentence without a trace of emotion.

As if she had lost her patience, she turned and walked towards the deep forest down the mountain.

Not too far away, in the corner of Lin Shen, the red makeup squatted by the forest bank with dull and absent-minded eyes, feeling lost.

She heard footsteps, and when she looked back, there was a thin layer of mist in her round and bright eyes.

Her tone still contained a bit of unacceptable belief, and she asked cautiously:
"Is... is he dead?"

Such an obvious stupid question, in the past, Ning Feiyan would definitely put on a sneering gesture to teach her a lesson.

But when she tried to curl the corners of her lips, she found that she couldn't smile anymore.

A sense of hostility emerged spontaneously, Ning Feiyan frowned coldly, and her voice was as cold as a cold autumn night: "If you want to talk nonsense here, why not sharpen the knife in your hand."

Hong Zhuang didn't know why, she clearly didn't have a deep relationship with Bai Li'an, but now that she knew he was dead, she felt a long-lost sadness in her heart.

I don't know if it's because I can't eat him after the sad day, or because I'm sad that no one will look at her body and scars and smile at her so gently.

Looking at Ning Feiyan with a face full of indifference, the astringency in the eyes of the red makeup became more and more serious, and she lowered her head sadly:
"At this time, what are you still sharpening your knife for?"

The branches and leaves in the forest gently tugged on Ning Feiyan's skirt, and she didn't stop in her steps. Looking at her slender figure in the night, she actually gave birth to a sense of shapelessness that had never been seen before.

She rarely showed such a cold edge!

On a half-moon night, Ning Feiyan slowly turned her sharp and cold silhouette, her skin soaked in the moonlight was as cold as snow.

"In a few days, I will pull out the mouse that buried my heart. If you don't sharpen your knife and practice your hands more steadily, how can you cut him into pieces?"

Hong Zhuang opened her eyes wide: "A thousand cuts?"

Ning Feiyan didn't seem to be joking, and the murderous intent in the eyes of the beholder was scattered: "If you don't cut yourself with a knife, you don't have to stay by my side anymore."

"I don't support useless people!"

Yin Yang Record has been taken back by Jun He.

No one could have imagined that tonight would end like this.

It was already dawn, and a ray of dawn was shining among the distant mountains in the east, illuminating half of the mountains and rivers as thin as fog.

Su Jing still asked Yue Nu for the glazed umbrella, and put it on his waist.

She glanced lightly at Baili Yu who had lost his soul, and asked coldly, "Where are his bones?"

200 years ago, thanks to Baili Yu and her, he managed to leave behind a whole corpse.

After 200 years, there is only one lonely head left. Seeing Yin Baishuang's crazy posture, if you don't see blood, you may not be able to fight back.

But Su Jing is no longer what she was when she was young, she doesn't want to waste time on meaningless things.

After Su Jing asked, Baili Yu slowly came back to his senses, with a haggard look and dark eyes.

"Zang Jian was devoured by all his flesh and blood, and all his bones remained, but he was swallowed by the white dragon that crashed into the sword mound on Tianshan Mountain the night before, broke through the barrier of chaotic valley, and flew away in the sky."

If he hadn't snatched it desperately, the son's head would not have fallen into his hands, and I am afraid that it would be swallowed up by the white dragon beast.

Hearing this, there was not much anger in Su Jing's eyes.

Her eyes sank, thinking of the story he told her about the white snake Jackie Chan when he was a teenager.

This is a secret unknown to Tianxi Sword Sect.

But she knew the origin of the white dragon and knew that it would not harm him, so she didn't have much worry in her heart.

Su Jing's eyes fixed slightly, and he said again: "Sect Master Baili, can you hand over that corpse bead to me?"

Baili Yu frowned, unwilling in his heart: "What do you want the corpse beads for?"

"Princess Si Li, who claims to be his eldest sister, and the general is an existence comparable to the ancestor gods in ancient times."

"You want to find the generals of the corpse king through the corpse demon Sili?!"

Jun He's eyes were astonished, and he disapproved: "Since the emperor issued the order to kill demons, the general is the public enemy of the six realms. He fell into the sky with the body of a god and turned into a corpse demon.

In his eyes, human beings are food that can be lightly killed at will. Miss Jing went to find the corpse king, and she was undoubtedly seeking her own death. "

Yue Nu also said worryingly: "Yes, even though the generals of the Corpse King have the ability to change the yin and yang of life and death, the young master has already become like this.

Even if he possesses supernatural powers, it would be difficult for him to turn things around. Why should Miss Jing risk her own life for nothing. "

Ji Pei also felt that her thoughts were too crazy, frowned and said: "The corpse king and generals are sealed and unknowable, only the princess Si Li knows where the seal is.

The sealed place has always been a secret closely guarded by the pure-blooded corpse demons. It is impossible for Young Master Su to get the slightest whereabouts of the generals from the mouth of Wang Nu Sili. "

Jun Hedao: "That's right, the corpse demons are cold-blooded creatures, they don't have human emotions, let alone family affection, even if they are close relatives of the same clan, they can't think through sorrow and joy.

Even if the young master is a direct descendant of the general, his corpse beads have been separated, his soul has returned to the earth, and the memory of his life has been retrieved, which has violated the taboo of the corpse demon clan, and the general has no reason to save him. "

Su Jing was unmoved by everyone's words of admonition, she looked at Baili Yu: "If there is even a glimmer of hope to save him, will you save him or not?"

Baili Yu struggled for a while, then gritted his teeth, and finally handed over the corpse bead.

"Sovereign..." Jun He's expression was complicated. If he handed over this bead, no matter whether it is the Tai Xuanzong or the Tianxi Sword Sect, they will be completely entangled with the Corpse Demon Clan in the future.

If this matter is known to the outside world and reported to the emperor, even the leader of the three sects may be doomed.

But the memories in Yin Yang Lu are vivid and unforgettable, and the stakes are on the lips, but Jun He can't say anything.

……

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The dark fire is rolling, and the Cang Palace is majestic.

Secretary of the Nether House, Taiyin Dadi put his hands behind his back, staring at the raging fire in the altar in front of him, not knowing what to write.

The bright blue flames are billowing, and shards of the soul fire are burning in it.

With a light sigh, he stood up with a flick of his sleeves, a majestic aura gushed out from his palm, and those fragmented and mottled soul fires gathered into light little by little.

Scattered all over the world, the shattered souls are actually in the hands of this great emperor, and they have to be picked up and condensed back in their entirety.

A human-shaped phantom slowly formed from the raging fire.

The Taiyin Emperor snorted coldly, and said without anger: "It's really promising. Just recovering the memory, it will be counted on my head."

(End of this chapter)