long night walk

Chapter 901 Parasite

Bai Lian was reflected in Ying Xiu's blood-red eyes, which contained deep hatred:
"If this coward hadn't committed suicide by himself and caused his loved ones to suffer endless pain, how could his biological mother have become insane every day!
In order to commemorate and commemorate, she even borrowed a strand of his hair into a talisman to create me.

If someone hadn't regarded me as someone else's substitute, how could I be so pitiful that I had to work hard day and night to imitate another person in order to survive! "

Ying Xiu wept blood every word, and she burst into tears: "I am sincerely trying to please Ying Ji in every possible way, but when she treats me, she uses everything she can to take advantage of me.

She just wants to miss another soul through my skin!This is what you owe me!This is what you owe me! "

In the hall, under Ying Xiu's hoarse accusation, the atmosphere was oppressive and quiet for a while.

a long time.

Bai Lian lowered his eyes, his eyes were as clear as autumn water, his eyes were as snowy as frost, and he was tinged with a chill: "I've had a dream for so long that I can't even tell the difference between dream and reality? If my mother really Seeing you as my substitute, why did she name you 'Wing Xiu'?"

Ying Xiu was stunned by this question and fell silent.

Bai Li'an didn't say any more, and a clear aura popped out from his fingers. The aura was like water and rain, and fell into Yingxiu's altar.

Ying Xiu's eyebrows turned cold, and his whole body was shaken. He felt that the Lingtai was clear and bright, and the dusty memories of 200 years were swept away by the light like a breeze.

The memory hidden in the dark corners slowly emerges like fine speckled bubbles on the seabed.

Ying Xiu's eyes were clouded, trapped in long-forgotten memories.

He saw that his soul was broken and mottled, and he seemed to see countless selves in an instant, floating boundlessly in the space.

He was originally a tiny microorganism that infiltrated and unearthed from the veins of the Houdi, roaming with the world and not seen by the world.

Unconscious, without subject, even the soul is broken and pale.

Just like the most primitive soul organization, he doesn't know how long the years are, and even in the six realms, it is difficult to leave a trace.

He is like the spores of mushrooms, wherever they fall, they will parasitize there.

Microorganisms in the world like him, which are smaller than dust, always have a short lifespan, and when the wind is stronger, they will die and die.

He was unwilling to be born weak and insignificant, just like a fish begging for water and dying of thirst, a dry and thirsty tree, his strong desire to survive made him see hope in a puppet.

Without hesitation, he absorbed the soul power of the same kind, showing weakness and frantically trying to blend into the parasitic shell.

At this moment, he had nothing else to ask for, only hoped that he could seek the mercy of God to obtain this body, so that he could be reborn and change his tiny and microcosmic natal chart.

In this world, it seems that there really is a god...

This was the thought in his mind the moment he opened his eyes and saw the light from the colorless world!
He was overjoyed and felt that he had become the most blessed and lucky person in the world.

He knew that his body was called human being.

It is a memorial object created by the supreme but boundless and lonely ruler of Zhongyou.

He took it as his own, and then, like a 'human', he learned to walk, eat, practice, and finally grow into a young man.

When he changed the shell beyond recognition, that woman gave him a name.

It's called Yingxiu.

At that time, the woman with a bit of sadness in her eyes said that he had already got what he wanted, and he could go far away.

He knew that it was he who destroyed his son's last appearance with his own hands, without leaving a single thought behind.

But it turns out that after becoming a human, the heart under this body will become more and more dissatisfied.

The wish that was made higher than the sky at the beginning turned out to be so insignificant in front of the desire, it is not worth mentioning.

What he wants is not just a parasitic shell.

At that moment, what he thought was that he wanted to hide it from everyone and become Bai Lian.

He made a wish into his heart, and the spirit reappeared and his wish came true again.

Everyone, including himself, also thinks that he is the Prince Zhongyou, the dead and resurrected Bai Lian.

Ying Xiu lay on the ground, looking at the dust and fine sand slowly floating under the light, his breathing gradually slowed down, under the heart-piercing piercing wound, his heart was already dull and paralyzed, his body temperature was low and cold, he seemed to be dead again .

His pale lips murmured: "It's not true?!"

His origin, his birth, is what he wanted all his life, how could it be a life of self-deception and deception.

So ridiculous, so sad.

It's like a dwarf who thinks nothing of himself puts on the costume of a famous actor, singing on the bright stage is the moment of prosperity and the vast sea of ​​stars.

In the dark is the half-life hesitation and vicissitudes of the clown's self-deception.

Ying Xiu smiled dazedly, with two long streams of muddy tears flowing into his temples, he raised his blurred and mottled face, looked at Bai Lian's direction with empty eyes, giggled: "Shouldn't it be so?" That's it...my ending shouldn't be like this, right?"

Inside the National Palace, there was a moment of silence.

Everyone seemed to understand something, and looked at Ying Xiu with a bit of sympathy and pathetic pity in their eyes.

Bai Lian looked down at Ying Xiu, his eyes were extremely dark and extremely quiet, his pupils like lake water couldn't see any ripples, he squatted down slowly, and said, "Don't you understand? It's not My mother owes you something, but your strong desire to survive is parasitic on her sustenance, thus making you who you are today.

She has never lied to you, but for a person who pretends to be asleep and deceives himself, she will never wake up. "

Bai Li'an nodded, and then said: "It's just that you didn't ask for much, but the position of a prince.

If you are really capable, it doesn't matter if she agrees to you, after all, what she really wanted was never these things, it's just..."

Bai Lian made a move, pinched Ying Xiu's blood-stained chin, and said lightly: "But you want to rely on this face to bully her..."

"Ying Xiu, you passed."

Ying Xiu's eyes shrank sharply, and the madness in his eyes seemed to freeze instantly, and a dense darkness melted into his black eyes, turning into a bottomless gloomy look.

"The matter has come to this, so what if I'm over it? Do you still want me to kneel down and confess to you? Because you two, mother and son, have turned my life into a joke! You..."

"Who turned his life into a joke?" Bai Lian cut off Ying Xiu's words and looked at him fixedly, his eyes were so bright that it made people panic.

"You should be clearer than anyone else in your heart. When I saw you for the first time in Xianling City, I found out that you are weird and awkward. Now that I think about it, it turns out that you tried to imitate my every move. A move, a habit of life.

Ying Xiu, you're so smart, I can't believe what you didn't realize?Is it your mother who lied to you, or are you trying to manipulate her with her most painful wound? "

Bai Lian breathed out slowly, and said: "Yingxiu, you have always failed you, and you have not treated each other with sincerity. It is all deception and calculation, but your original intention is so sincere."

Not knowing whether to expose the ugliest side of his heart or to admit that he was misunderstood, Ying Xiu cursed and said angrily, "Fart! How do you know me..."

But Bai Lian interrupted again: "Ying Xiu, you seem to have forgotten that although I am not you, you have inherited a breath of mine. You can watch my memory, and I can also perceive it at a certain moment." Your mood changes."

"Eat without plowing, make clothes without weaving, swaying lips and tongue, making mistakes, so I know that people who have nothing to do are good at making troubles. I accept my calamity. After the calamity, you will be born in my place. A bright and glorious life It really makes your life more transparent.”

"The reason why you are so angry now is that I am back, and you can't be me, the cause and effect are as simple as that.

Your joy and anger, love and hatred, all depend on you and me, so why bother to find those high-sounding reasons to blame yourself. "

"I came back alive, maybe I was really cruel to you, but Ying Xiu, this round, you really lost."

Bai Li'an's simple and flat words, without any malicious words, sarcasm and light mockery, made Ying Xiu's love and hatred for Zhongyou and Ying Ji very childish and ridiculous.

One sentence, you lose, completely broke the line of defense in Ying Xiu's heart.

He could no longer hold back his ashen self-abandonment, as if he understood something, he struggled desperately on the ground, frightened: "No! No! You can't kill me! You have no right to kill me! I want to see my mother! I I want to see my mother!"

Bai Lian got up, looked calmly at Ying Xiu who was unwilling to give up his survival instinct until the last step, and said: "Today, since you came to judge my mother, I naturally have a reason to judge you."

From the moment you hold the butcher's knife in your hand, you should be prepared for the despair of being killed by the butcher's knife.

"Take down the platform of evil desires, and perform the punishment of soul stripping."

Although Bai Lian is not a murderer of violent people, it does not mean that he has no bottom line, and the clay figurine is still three-pointed.

Ying Xiu came to Zhongyou this time, with such a great momentum, and he asked the Holy Spirit several times, and Baili'an knew who he was targeting.

He wanted to touch his mother, how could Bai Lian tolerate him!

The punishment of soul stripping is the disintegration of the soul by drawing the soul, stripping and dispersing the three souls and seven souls, turning them into soul dust, and returning to the scattered land.

Ying Xiu used the spirit of dust to board his puppet body back then, but now that his soul has dissipated, it can be regarded as a fate.

In the Palace of State Affairs, no one dared to speak out. At this moment, anyone could see the deep hostility hidden under Bai Lian's gentle and calm appearance.

Qiao Yu made a gesture, and immediately ordered the two ghost spirits to press down Ying Xiu, who had a distorted expression on his face.

"Your Highness, how to deal with these living clan children?"

Bai Lian raised his eyes slightly, and glanced lightly at the dozen or so people who were still alive in the human camp.

Already frightened by this bloody killing, his complexion turned pale, his legs shook like chaff, and he no longer had the arrogance that followed Zhongyou's 'Prince' into the palace.

Someone's body was trembling, his lips were trembling, and he said hopelessly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, my father will definitely be willing to pay you back! Leave me... a life, and I hope that in the future... Yuma is the leader!"

As soon as one opened his mouth, the elders of the immortal sect lost all backbone and begged for mercy one after another.

Bai Lian was unmoved, and said calmly: "If you offend me, you will not be able to keep your life."

In a word, there is no doubt that people are sentenced to death, which makes them extremely desperate.

Bai Li'an nodded and said: "You write blood books at this moment. If your sect is willing to prepare today's dozen or so boxes and enshrine them in Zhongyou, you will go to save your soul and give you a reincarnation."

"You are a lion! Open your mouth! These dozens of boxes are full of rare treasures in the world. Just the inner alchemy of the monster clan, customs clearance documents, and the three thousand purple talismans that have not been developed. With a mountain of resources, your appetite is too..."

Bai Lian lowered his eyes, and even a look floated out. Zong Han's pupils narrowed slightly, as if he understood his intentions very well, and the long sword around his waist was unsheathed again!

The demon light suddenly appeared!

The head of the fairy boy who spoke was rolling down like money, and blood spurted like a spring!

Then he opened his mouth wide, and he sucked the colorless soul gushing out from between the brows of his head into his stomach, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it.

This clean, neat and brutal way of killing without leaving any room left the rest of the people's horrified complaints welling up in their throats and forcibly swallowed them down.

The body trembled more and more, fearing that if he didn't say a word well, he would end up like this person, being chewed like peanuts.

After several struggles and weighing, the remaining living still gritted their teeth and nodded in agreement.

Practitioners are different from ordinary people and know the meaning of reincarnation.

Although death is horrifying and desperate right now, it is better than having your soul scattered and eaten.

Since they are in the middle of the secluded world, their lives are in the hands of others, it would be foolish to argue and negotiate with others at this moment.

Just like if Ying Xiu wins a big victory today, they will also gain power and not forgive anyone.

After one by one bravely wrote the blood letter, Zong Han harvested the heads and detained the souls.

Bai Lian happily accepted the dozen or so boxes that Ying Xiu brought, while the other dozen or so sect masters.

Their father's strength background is not bad, since he has the intention to reach out to Zhongyou, he naturally doesn't mind, and returned a generous gift.

Three years ago, in the chaotic valley, he planted Junhe's move, and the facts proved that this move is very easy to use.

And in the dark city, the first batch of monster races rescued also laid an extremely solid foundation for today's situation.

In the past three years, Junhe has used the group of demon cultivators under Bai Li'an to cultivate forces secretly, and planted them among the forces of various immortal sects by spreading them to take root.

This is the other personality of Lian Junhe, which Bianxin never knew.

After a vigorous killing, the National Government Palace was completely cleared, and the Zhongyou courtiers were deeply moved.

Xin Dao tossed back and forth a bit, not to mention solving Zhongyou's troubles, swallowing such a generous sum of supplies in vain.

Suddenly there is a feeling of picking up a big deal for nothing.

Bai Li'an's act of cutting through the mess with a sharp knife fully showed Zhongyou's unkind side to the fullest.

Everyone was overwhelmed.

Ying Xiu was dragged out in the bloody ground, and suddenly, he let out an astonishing roar, which shattered the lightning rope on his body.

He stretched out his hands and summoned the magic sword, just when everyone thought he was going to fight to the death, the magic sword in Ying Xiu's hand turned around, and the blade was aimed at the center of his eyebrows, and pierced hard!

(End of this chapter)