too affectionate

Chapter 285
Gongjue Zhanshu held up the jade pot with both hands, and poured the liquid as transparent as ice into the glazed cup beside it.

The transparent glazed cup was filled with a transparent liquid, and the two seemed to merge into one in an instant, like a cold pool with a biting cold light.

The content of this cup is the clear water obtained from the melting of the Si Nian ice on the top of the Kunlun Mountains. The extremely cold temperature made the clear water just pour into the cup, and a layer of frost condensed on the cup wall.

After pouring the water, Gongjue Zhanshu took a few steps back, bowed his head and lowered his eyes to serve behind the Holy One, and tried his best to reduce the sound of breathing, for fear of disturbing the boundless silence.

In this dead silence, the Holy One finished reading a wooden book, and the moment it was closed, the wooden book gradually disappeared, disappearing into the hands of the Holy One out of thin air.

In the blink of an eye, another wooden book appeared in the hands of the Holy One.After an indeterminate amount of time like this, and after reading a number of books, the Holy One finally raised his hand and picked up the glass cup to drink a sip of water, and then immediately plunged into reading again.

Gongjue Zhanshu just stood aside all the time, didn't move his posture for several hours, he was as respectful as the first second he stood there, as if he was completely tireless.

But his eyes were no longer stuck in one place, but he raised them slightly a few times, and carefully glanced at the profile of the Holy One.

The holy man's straight nose raised the veil with a sharp arc, and there was no color under the veil, whether it was because of the thickness of the veil or because his lips were already pale.

Above the veil are a pair of dark and noble eyes.

They are transparent and dim, as if they have absorbed all the light in this world, and then dyed themselves into the most hopeless brightness.

They are like isolated islands in Zhengyang, like ruined wells in rainy days, like torn silk, like a field of fine debris.

Self-sufficient and dead, expensive and desolate, one is bright and clear, and the other is broken.

These eyes are very familiar to Jue Chanshu. As long as he is in this innocent temple, as long as he wears that veil, the Holy One will become the Holy One, what this picture of the Holy One should have, the terrifying look.

In these eyes, there are all beings and everything in the world, except himself, without the slightest hope.

Hey……

Gong Jue Zhanshu sighed silently in his heart, restrained his scattered eyes, and only looked down at his toes.

Although Gongjue Zhanshu felt that Heng Li was not like the quiet person sitting not far away from him, but he was many times better than Jing Shajialan.

In other words, Jing Shajialan is the least like Jing Shajialan himself. This name seals all his nature and self.

I don't know how many times, Gongjue Zhanshu has already asked the Holy One to rest for a while, in order to welcome such an important day the next day.

But he still didn't speak in the end.

Gongjue Zhanshu knew why the Holy One didn't rest, because as long as he lay down and gave his mind some leeway, he would immediately think of today many years ago, that bloody day, that night when no one survived.

In fact, Jing Shakyalan didn't leave any room for his mind at all, his eyes were still focused on the wooden book in his hand, and his mind was running smoothly with the contents inside.

But beside his ears, one voice kept echoing, sharp and ear-piercing, so helpless that the listener despaired.

The sound went from far to near, and from near to far, in a cycle, endlessly.

Jing Shakyalan knew where the sound came from.

It came from all sides of the temple, and from the bottom of his heart.

Jing Shakyalan knew who the voice belonged to, and knew it better than anyone else.

It's mother's.

She was whining sharply, she was begging, she was cursing viciously.

However, after talking and shouting, she only said one sentence back and forth.

"Lan'er, Laner!"

The sound disturbed Jing Shajialan's mind, and his heart was even more confused, and the hand holding the wooden book was visibly exerted a little bit harder.

The eyelashes of the eyes above the veil trembled a little, and they seemed to close a little imperceptibly.

In the darkness, a woman fell on the ground. Although she couldn't get up, she refused to lower her head. She raised her eyes and stared at the person in front of her. Her onion-like nails dug into the marble floor.

On the top of the woman's head, there is a dazzling mass, which is a fusion of golden yellow and red. The flames are continuously drawn from the top of the woman's head and merged into the fireball, making its color more pure.

Above the fireball is an extremely bright dot, neither too big nor too small, just enough to light up the whole world with a little bit of fluorescent light.

It was a star, a real star.

This star is trying to absorb the energy in the fireball, and it has been tempered to become more and more dazzling and dazzling.

And on top of the star is a skinny, sickly pale hand, which is manipulating the existence of the star.

And the owner of that hand was a man who was as thin and pale as that hand.

He has a tall figure, his back is sickly bent, and he looks like he has been dead for a long time, but the blackness under his eyes adds the only sliver of life to his paleness.

However, even if he only has a handful of bones left, from his brows, from his posture, he can still see some of his once majestic and unrestrained charm.

Seeing the stars under his hands getting brighter and brighter at this time, the man's eyes burst out with almost fanatical joy, and the joy was so heavy that the man's thin body seemed to be unable to hold back.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha is so good!"

Seeing the fireball getting smaller and the stars getting brighter, the man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed out loud. The voice was hoarse, insolent, and frighteningly insane.

After laughing for a long time, the man lowered his head again, looked at the stars in his hands with almost fanatical eyes, and muttered to himself in ecstasy: "Now there is Nanming Lihuo to fill the Yinghuo seat, plus the previously filled Taibai, Sui Xing, Chen Xing, Zhen Xing... Now I... I... I have already filled in the five major stars... We have more than half of the eight major stars under the control of the Dian family... Our Dian family rules the mainland, but Just around the corner..."

The man looked at the star in his hand, his eyes were already red from the fire, and his whole body was shaking.

At this moment, the woman on the ground slammed on the ground, tried her best to crawl forward a few steps, her eyes were fixed on the man, her overly beautiful face was already distorted by hatred.

"Jingshi Maha...you...you will not die..."

The woman used the last strength of her whole body, bit her silver teeth, and cursed viciously with blood in her mouth, wishing that her curse would be fulfilled in the next second.

　Hehe Xianxian suddenly appeared!
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　　Recently, the debate competition is over (one round tour), so we need to have more time, and we can double update next month!
　　I have wronged my children this month 5555 I will give out red envelopes every day, please forgive me for the sake of the red envelopes 555
　　
　
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