long night walk

Chapter 904 When I reunite with Xianyi
The blue veins on Bai Lian's forehead were faintly visible, and at such a close distance, Yin Baishuang could clearly feel that his aura was chaotic.

She was still in a daze, as if she was in a dream, dazed and confused.

Seeing her confused look, Bai Lian's face darkened.

The next moment, a hammer hit her on the forehead fiercely, and she said out of anger:
"Are you crazy?! The evil spirits are haunting you and you don't know how to hide, and you keep moving forward. Do you want your soul to be swallowed by that whirlpool abyss?!"

While speaking, Bai Lian's whole body was trembling, and his eyes were frighteningly dark.

But Yin Baishuang felt that he was the one who was really scared in that scene just now.

It's him, it's really him, he's alive...

At this moment, the huge, fiery red, blazing, burning wildfire of death fell into Yin Baishuang's eyes, and it was more like the sun symbolizing hope and light.

At this moment, the word ecstasy is no longer enough to describe her heart.

"Xiao An..." Her forehead was flushed, and she read his name softly, her voice trembling with the sound of crying, lest the person in front of her was imagined by herself.

The next moment, she fell into a cold embrace.

Under the chest, there is something beating wildly, not the heartbeat, because that sound is more thrilling than the beating of the heart, with ups and downs!
He pressed his chin hard on her shoulder, his voice was muffled, with a hint of fear, and he whispered in her ear, "What were you thinking when you were standing here just now?"

Yin Baishuang stood on tiptoe slightly, her dark eyes gradually became brighter, and the corners of her mouth that had been curled up while singing also calmed down. She said, "I'm thinking of you."

Bai Lian pursed his lips hard.

He knew that while thinking of him, she also wanted to commit suicide.

In this boundless sea of ​​fire, ghosts and souls refine the heart, and there are countless human emotions and desires, obsessions and delusions hidden in the fire, which can see through the deepest darkness in the heart of the human heart.

These ghosts have nowhere to live, and are best at leading people to depression and despair, leading to death.

In Jiufen Valley, Bai Lian, who hadn't found Yin Baishuang for a long time, was in a mess and couldn't control himself.

"Crack!"

Amidst thousands of shrill and mournful cries, the jade flute that fell into the raging river of fire and wrestled with countless ghosts seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, and cracks appeared on the noodles.

The crackling sound is crisp and clear, and all ghosts cry together.

Bai Lian felt that the ground under his feet suddenly heated up, trembling violently, and there was a dull rumbling sound.

It was too late to continue talking, Bai Lian's complexion changed drastically, and he felt the low and terrifying natural disaster force that was about to be released under his feet. Without the slightest hesitation, he stretched out his right hand and recalled the Fushi.

The Nine Burning Valley is a place of absolute death, and the catastrophe of extinction is changing rapidly, which does not allow people to react and think.

There was a loud bang, the earth cracked, and the fiery high temperature swept the world like a flood.

Yin Baishuang was looking at Bai Lian's face in a daze, completely unaware of the terrifying disaster coming.

Bai Lian jumped up with her in his arms, the river of flames beneath him was like a huge boiling oven, tumbling and boiling.

Thousands of Yin spirits entrenched and roaring in the huge oven cauldron were annihilated into ashes amidst the screams.

The sea of ​​flames split into four corners, occasionally revealing the burnt pitch-black land, and a beam of bright red flames that was as thick as ten feet long slammed straight towards Baili'an like the tail of a giant dragon.

That python-like pillar of fire contained indescribable power, making it extremely terrifying.

The fire of the veins coming from under the land of a hundred thousand feet is exactly the fire of the Nine Burning Wilderness.

The famine and famine descended, burning the common people.

All this happened in a blink of an eye.

In an instant, Baili'an took seven ember steps, and as soon as a round of fire-colored halo rose, he was completely swallowed up by the violent force.

Facing the oncoming rumbling pillar of fire, he slashed with a backhand.

The devil's weeping bead on the flute tail of the Fusha is full of red light, and the cracks on the body of the flute spread deeper.

One of Bailian's arms instantly burned, and the flames burned along his fingertips to his shoulders in an instant.

As far as the wildfire was concerned, the entire arm withered away at a speed visible to the naked eye like a flower that had lost its moisture.

The piccolo in his hand seemed to be hit by Shen Tian, ​​a thousand-year-old mountain, and his meridian suddenly collapsed!

Fortunately, the Fuji flute was originally transformed from Yinxi, and its power is extraordinary, and it is also blessed by the Devil's Weeping Bead transformed from the right eye of Taiyin Emperor.

If not, such a head-on confrontation with the raging wildfires of the earth's leylines may be a face-to-face effort, and the body will be burned to ashes.

Baili's security force struck, but it was barely able to shatter one-third of the pillar of fire.

And the chaotic and trembling earth is brewing a more terrifying storm and fire disaster.

The sky is full of torn souls.

Taking advantage of the gap, Bai Li'an gritted his teeth and summoned the Suzaku Qin, using his body to guard the piano, and took Yin Baishuang into a stream of fireflies and swept away.

It took only one blow to confront the wildfire of the ley line, but it exhausted all the energy that Bai Lian had accumulated in the past three years.

Half of his body was continuously being attacked and withered by the wildfire, and his whole body seemed to be split by a flaming giant sword, and his entire vision was scorching red.

Yin Baishuang carefully distinguished thousands of souls in the river of fire, and his consciousness was also extremely consumed.

Don't look at her whole body at the moment, there is no obvious scar, but how can ordinary monks be roasted by the raging fire all night in the Nine Burning Valley, and still be safe.

At this moment, her body is like a thin mirror that has been polished thousands of times, slender and fragile.

Under the blow just now, the remaining force of the impact had finally broken the thread that had been tight on her, and she fainted resolutely in Bai Lian's arms.

The soul of the Suzaku in the Suzaku Qin has completely manifested. The huge fiery red wings are carrying the two of Bai Lian, and they are constantly rushing forward in the sky at a super speed that splits the sky.

The fiery wind and waves hit Bai Lian's body like huge rocks.

Bai Lian leaned half of his body, and the big sleeves of his arms completely covered Yin Baishuang's body under his body, resisting most of the impact for her.

At this moment, his body was extremely weak, and such a high-intensity flight undoubtedly brought him even more severe pain.

The severe wind blows past the ears, and the eardrums beat wildly, and Bai Lian's blurred vision has completely lost the direction.

His blood was surging violently, and even the corpse beads could hardly suppress the blood that was about to disintegrate in his body.

Bai Li'an, who had been burned by this fire domain, had not healed the old wound three years ago, and after the severe injury just now, it was finally difficult to continue sustaining.

His eyes suddenly went dark, he lost consciousness, and his consciousness returned to the chaotic mud.

Without the control of Bai Lian's spiritual power, the Suzaku Qin was like a dead thing, and the concretized Suzaku soul screamed and hissed, and then disappeared without a trace.

Suzaku Qin turned into streamer with great spirituality, and flew back to the Qiankun bag on Bai Li'an's waist.

From waking to coma, Bai Lian kept tightly protecting the woman in his arms, and the two fell down.

The wind is blowing thousands of miles, and the ground is full of the meaning of withering and killing.

In the deep sleepiness, Bai Lian struggled to open his heavy eyelids. Under his eyes, there were boundless pale red colors in his blurred vision, and the gurgling sound of streams and brooks came from his ears.

The clear and gurgling sound of running water carries a sense of coolness, just like the first handful of clear spring poured into the heart in the hot summer season, refreshing the heart and lungs.

However, Bai Lian did not forget where he was deep.

This is the Nine Burning Valley, a place where there has been no rain and open water for thousands of years.

Not to mention the source of water is the river, even any creature with a fresh blood body can hardly survive in it.

Except for the weird bright red crystal vegetation, there is no green grass or wild plants growing here.

Here, a drop of water is comparable to a miracle in the desert.

Not to mention the sound of such clear and smooth gurgling streams can be heard.

The first thought in Bai Lian's mind was that he was in a desperate situation and had hallucinations.

He propped himself up and was moving slightly, but his waist was tightly wrapped by a pair of slender and cool arms from behind with strength and gentleness.

Bai Li'an's eyes widened in surprise, only then did he realize that he was being embraced by the woman behind him, who was tightly protecting him in his arms.

An illusory temple image looms behind her, a chessboard hangs upside down like the sky, and there are countless black and white twins in a mess.

The sound of the clear running water beside his ears was not an illusion. His body was cool and moist, and the bodies of the two of them were being embraced by a stream of cool water.

On all sides of Bailian's body, there are dozens of ice-blue profound crystals hanging, square and square, like ice, colliding with each other in the water.

"Are you awake?" It seemed that he was awakened by Bai Lian's subtle movements.

The woman behind her slowly opened her slender eyelashes like butterfly wings, and her pair of dark and clear almond eyes blinked lightly, as if they had been moistened by water, emitting a gem-like light.

An arm around Bai Lian's waist gently released her, and the fingertips fell on his right arm, sliding inch by inch between his skin.

She asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

It was only then that Bai Li'an discovered that his arm, which had been shriveled and withered by the wildfire, had regained its fullness under the infiltration of the water of the Wangxi River.

Apart from the slight redness of the skin and bursts of pungent pain when she gently touched it with her fingertips, there was no other discomfort.

The bodies of the two were close to each other, ups and downs in the water, and the bright red clothes fell between the water surface like the wings of fire butterflies.

Bai Lian's eyes were slightly slanted, and he glanced at the five directions of ice that collided crisply in the stream, Taixuanzong's holy medicine for healing.

For a moment, Bai Lian was in a daze.

Fierce wind gusts everywhere, and the red light travels through this world like thunder and lightning.

The huge Nine Burning Valley is like the doomsday when the sky burns the world. There are countless huge cracks winding between the red and black ground, like bright red scars.

The thick red magma is rolling like a tidal sea, rolling violently in the veins.

This situation is very similar to the big world of heaven and earth ovens recorded in the ancient secrets of mountains and seas.

There is no death in the world, and there is no sound in all things.

The ghosts of the Nine Burns are all tormented and burned in this endless wildfire.

Only the land of ten miles of streams and rivers below Bai Li'an, with gurgling water, is as cool as a midsummer night.

Bai Lian didn't ask Yin Baishuang if he could use Baizi's power to leave this place.

Because above the head, the Dharma image of the Moqi Palace hangs high, and 360 chess pieces are criss-crossed in black and white, which is the image of the full power of the Moqi Palace.

If two white stones could easily take them away from this place, then the name of the Forbidden Land of Nine Burning Valley would be a bit too vain.

The Moqi Hall is a small world of space, and the streams and rivers are nothing but the visions of the Dao realm formed by the power of this hall.

In addition, the blood of Taixuanzong's direct line has inherited the power of Xuanshuang from Yinglong's blood since ancient times, and has been passed down from generation to generation.

In this way, borrowing the power of the space of the Moqi Palace to act like winter forming a river and frost forming a boundary, it is actually possible to resist one or two and guard a pure land in this terrifying world of raging fire and prairie fire.

But Bai Lian knew that the Moqi Palace would not last long.

The living people trespassed into the Nine Burning Valley, and the wildfires in the ground veins naturally erupted. This has not yet reached the peak of the wildfires.

Once the land veins collapsed, leaving no ground, it would be the time for them to die in the sea of ​​flames.

There is no doubt that this is an unprecedented desperate situation that Bai Lian has faced since his rebirth.

This desperate situation is different from the 30 ghoul army that Chaos Valley faced alone three years ago.

If the soul is buried in wildfire, even if the Taiyin Emperor has monstrous means, he will not be able to reverse the reality.

What's more, Baili'an was involved in this place and didn't think much about it. In other words, he didn't have the time to plan to resolve the disaster from the beginning.

The moment he found out that Yin Baishuang was in Nine Burning Valley, he was in chaos, and until now, he was completely confused and clueless.

Looking at the wildfire that burned the sky and the earth, Bai Li'an was at a loss in addition to being at a loss.

He didn't know how to break this situation, he had no other options.

No matter how intelligent he is, he has exhaustive plans, and no matter how wild his ideas are, he can't change the current predicament.

The only thing he can do is to wait for death.

But after being dazed, Bai Lian didn't have any negative emotions such as despair, fear, and darkness in his heart.

Maybe it was because the embrace behind her was too real and warm.

Perhaps this time he is not alone in the face of darkness and death.

At this moment, his heart was peaceful, the light and shadow of red flames shone on the eyebrows and eyes of the two, and the thin sparks floated in the air, as if they were all the colors in the world.

Bai Li'an was tired and lazy, but his body slowly relaxed under the extremely tense situation.

He put all the weight of his body on the person behind him, and there was a hint of helplessness in his chuckle: "It hurts a lot."

Hearing this, the woman behind her couldn't help but hugged him tighter with her arms, and she cried unbearably in her muffled voice, a little aggrieved: "You bastard!"

The guy who made her go through two yin and yang trades, the guy who hurt her heart, is simply the biggest bastard in the world.

Bai Lian smiled wryly, "So this will come without retribution?"

It's just that he didn't expect that she would bear this retribution with him.

Yin Baishuang didn't ask him where he had been in the past three years and why he didn't come to find him. Although Yin Baishuang had been crazy for more than two hundred years, she was not a fool. Now that it was over, she still couldn't understand why Ying Xiu would suddenly seek her out. , Why did Bai Lian appear here in such a mess.

These are not important to Yin Baishuang.

What's important is that she traveled to time, Lihua Yuliang, year after year, and finally waited for the person she met when she was angry.

(End of this chapter)