Swire First Immortal

Chapter 144

Fairyland.

Wu domain.

Fan Guo.

Fancheng, night falls.

The traffickers and pawns who had been busy all day packed up their outfits and prepared to go home.

The wife has prepared delicious meals at home, and the children are looking forward to the return of their father with small gifts.

The lights of thousands of families illuminate Fancheng.

As quiet as water, the city is peaceful.

Asking for life, asking for survival, honoring the elderly, having children, and being busy, this is the life of a mortal.Although it is simple and simple, there are so many beautiful things in these little days. There are people who know each other and accompany each other, and there are children and grandchildren around the knees, and a lifetime is enough!
but!
Even such a peaceful life is like a bubble, which will shatter at the slightest touch.

In Fancheng, a small teahouse.

A commoner girl was lying on the window sill, watching the people coming and going, pouted and said: "Grandpa, I miss Brother Gou!"

The shopkeeper of the tea house is a tall and tall old man, although his beard and hair are white, but his face is rosy and his blood is strong.

"Thinking of your size, the puppy has only been in the sky for a few days?" The old man took out a few goji berries and drank it with tea.

"I don't care, I also want to go to heaven." The commoner girl shouted.

"Fuck you! It's very chaotic up there, you can get in, but you may not be able to get out. Our military domain is still peaceful." The old man said earnestly.

"peaceful?"

The commoner girl curled her lips, her big nimble eyes rolled, thinking about how to sneak up to the heaven.

She rested her cheeks and looked at the sky.

"what?"

She found that, at some time, a fan-shaped black shadow seemed to appear in the sky above Fancheng.

The sky was covered by this black shadow for a third of it!

The black shadow mist surged, and there seemed to be something growing inside, shaking and shaking.

"what is that?"

In Fancheng, countless people who were resting at sunset raised their heads in a daze, looking at the trembling fan-shaped shadow in the sky.

For some reason, people only glanced at the black shadow for a few times, and a sense of sadness suddenly surged in their hearts. For a moment, it was as if a great tragedy had happened to them. There was an uproar of tears.

A city fell into a sea of ​​pain.

But, obviously nothing happened...

In the teahouse, the burly old man who was making tea was slightly stunned for a moment, and suddenly his face changed drastically!

"Peacock!!!"

He let out a low growl, and was about to move, when a black light suddenly shot down from the fan-shaped shadow in the sky!
Ding--

The black light pierced through the air, and the sound was piercing.

puff!
The black light flashed away, pierced into the tea house, hit the old man's chest, pierced through his heart on the spot, and nailed him to the ground!

Ding Ding Ding!
There were several black lights, which nailed the old man's head, torso, spine, hands, and legs respectively!
Those black lights flickered and were finally clearly visible.

These are like a few black feathers!
"Demon..."

The old man's eyes were split open, and he looked at the fan-shaped shadow in the sky with incomparably sad, angry and mournful eyes. He struggled with his last strength, and black blood flowed out from his body.

hum!
Those black feathers suddenly burned, engulfing the old man in an instant, the flames spread, and the whole teahouse burned up in an instant, burning the sky with flames!

"run……"

The old man struggled and shouted one last time to the commoner girl.

Unwilling blood and tears poured out of his eyes, and there was no more sound after that.

"grandfather!"

The commoner girl stared wide-eyed, watching all this in shock, she slipped limply and fell to the ground.

Grandpa, dead...

Her mind was blank, and after the pain, deep fear appeared in her eyes.

"Demon! Monster..."

She got up hastily, crawled and rolled out of the teahouse, so she was not engulfed by the black fire.

boom!
The teahouse was burned to ashes!
The girl shivered and raised her head, staring blankly at the black shadow in the sky!

At this time, the fan-shaped black shadow had already covered half of the sky, truly covering the sky and the sun!

It had just fallen into the night, and this half of the sky was completely dark, and the black mist on it was surging, like a black ocean!
The girl is extremely sad in her heart!

But she suddenly saw that the people in Fancheng around her walked out of the house one by one, and raised their hands towards the sky, as if they were embracing God. Every one of them was in incomparable pain and tears flowed down their cheeks.

"The sea of ​​bitterness in the world, to my eternal happiness..."

Millions of people in Fancheng murmured to themselves in desolate voices.

They looked at the sky with both eyes, as if they saw the only hope in the desperate sea of ​​suffering, as if they saw the sun of faith in the darkness.

"no no!"

The commoner girl held a three-year-old boy beside her. Usually the boy couldn't speak clearly, but now he raised his hands, looked at the dark scene in the sky and wept, and said sadly: "The soul returns to Yongle, and only then can we be free. Fang Wutian said..."

"What Yongle, what heaven! Xiaofan, hurry up and go with sister!" The commoner girl cried and held his hand.

However, the little boy suddenly threw her away!

He doesn't know where the power comes from!

After throwing her away, the little boy stared at her coldly, and said with a sneer, "Every life is like a mayfly. All living beings have their destiny, and all ways have their own rules. I follow the instructions of the heavens to practice. Why do you stop me?"

The girl in common clothes fell to the ground as if struck by lightning, trembling all over.

"Girl, watch the sky." The three-year-old smiled coldly.

The commoner girl looked up numbly, only to see that the black sky above her head had completely covered the sky of Fancheng.

hum!
The lights of Wanjia in Fancheng were suddenly extinguished, and the whole world was plunged into boundless darkness.

"Eyes... eyes!" the commoner girl cried tremblingly, staring blankly at the sky.

All of a sudden, cold eyes appeared on the black sky.

A total of 99 pieces!
These eyes, like the eyes of the gods, and like a dark red swirl in the sea, hung above Fancheng, watching the audience faintly.

That scene was incomparably weird!
"The sea of ​​bitterness in the world, to me, Yongle."

After the little boy finished speaking, a white mist came out of his eyes.

The white mist condensed into the appearance of a little boy, with both hands embracing, crying, and drifting towards the sky!

"Soul..."

When the commoner girl whispered these two words, the little boy's body fell limply into her arms.

His eyes widened, a little dazed, and his long eyelashes no longer trembled.

boom.

boom.

On the streets of Fancheng, millions of people fell limply, as if they had fallen asleep with their eyes open, motionless.

Clouds of white mist drifted towards the black sky full of faith, and finally entered the 99 dark red eyes.

At night, a city is completely quiet and dead.

"Grandpa, I'm so scared..."

The commoner girl looked at this scene, sobbing, but her body stood up numbly, muttering softly: "The sea of ​​suffering in the world, to my eternal happiness..."

After finishing speaking, a white mist gushed out of her eyes, floating towards the sky like foam.

Fancheng, under her body, became smaller and smaller.

A dark red eye in the sky is getting closer and closer.

She stared blankly into these eyes, along with a million other souls.

hum!
In front of my eyes, there was a bright red.

She saw that there was a sea of ​​blood here, and the sea of ​​blood was composed of drops of blood.

Her soul fell on the sea of ​​blood, stained with blood, and slowly condensed into a blood bead, becoming a small part of the sea.

One million people is not enough for one ocean.

And in those eyes, there is an ocean of 99 blood...

Everything, quietly.

Fancheng, with millions of dead bodies, fell into eternal silence, only rats crawled out, staring blankly at the city.

For a long time.

The sky began to dissipate.

In the dark night.

A black peacock, flapping its wings and flying to the sky!
On the slender tail feathers, a dark red cold light shone.

……

Fairyland, heaven.

The market is bustling with feasting and feasting.

Before the First Immortal War, the streets and markets shrouded in fairy mist were bustling and eerily cold.

An uninvited guest wanders the world, either in the light or in the dark, staring at pedestrians, shops, and commodities with cold eyes.

"Little Fairy."

In a bustling street market, there is a delicate woman. She is wearing a cherry blossom pink dress, her pretty face is covered with a veil, and her smooth jade feet are stepping on the bluestone slabs of the heavens, without any dirt.

She stopped leisurely in front of a small shop, stretched out her slender hands, picked up two jade hairpins, looked at the silver-haired boy beside her, and asked softly, "Which one looks better?"

"It's not pretty." Yuexian said.

"Oh?" Hua Lianjun pouted, she really liked it.

"It's you who added luster to them." Yuexian chuckled lightly.

Hua Lianjun pursed her lips and chuckled, and she put the two jade hairpins in Yuexian's hand, "Then, help Master take them."

"Ah."

Yuexian stood in front of her, helping her put it on while looking into her beautiful eyes.

"Does it look good?"

After wearing the jade hairpin, Mr. Hua Lian looked like a little girl, circling in front of his eyes, smiling like a flower.

"The icing on the cake is the beauty of the sky and the country." Yuexian said.

"Small mouth is so sweet." Hua Lianjun blinked slightly.

Looking back at the dazzling street market, she sighed faintly, "The world is so beautiful, I used to be a fox, peeking at the prosperity of the world from the corner..."

"Today you already have everything." Yuexian said.

Hua Lianjun shook his head upon hearing this.

Yuexian was about to speak, she stretched out her jade finger and put it on his lips, hissed lightly, and said softly: "Go for a walk with Master."

Yuexian wanted to say that you have been shopping around for most of the night!
However, for the sake of 'Desolation', he could only risk his life to accompany the beauty.

"Yes." He nodded.

Under the dim light, a pair of beautiful women walked in the world, as beautiful as a dream.

But no one dared to approach them!

Even the shopkeepers dare not charge, because everyone knows that they are monsters.

An aboveboard demon who walks in the heavens.

The honored guest of fairyland.

……

One night, walk around the flowers and watch the flowers.

In the middle of the night, in the tall Tianjie Restaurant, in an elegant room, Mr. Hua Lian was leaning against the window, looking out with both eyes, all eyes were brightly lit.

"The world is like fireworks." She could see it, with a sad look on her face.

Yuexian stood aside, bathed in the lights, silent.

"After shopping all night, why are you still unhappy?" Yuexian asked.

Mr. Hua Lian was tired, and sighed slightly, "I don't know it, but I suddenly got it, and the legacy resounded in the sad wind."

"You still want the whole world?" Yuexian asked calmly.

"I don't want it, some people want it, some people want to destroy it..." Hua Lianjun said sadly.

"Who?" The fangs in Yuexian's mouth were slightly exposed.

Hua Lianjun shook his head, motioning him not to ask more questions.

at this time!

Suddenly, her hair stood on end, and she turned around in shock.

I saw a lone black figure standing in the dark place of the room.

"Yongle!"

Hua Lianjun trembled all over, her face paled, and she knelt down slowly facing the black shadow.

Sombra took a step forward.

This is a middle-aged man with fair skin and dark hair, strange and handsome, with a pair of dark red eyes shining with a strange and cold light in the darkness.

He came to the window and sat down, looking at the bustling world outside the window with a pair of cold eyes, deep in his eyes, there seemed to be billions of mourning.

From the beginning to the end, Yuexian remained motionless, while Hua Lianjun knelt even lower.

"Lian'er." The man knocked the table lightly, and said softly, "Pour tea."

(End of this chapter)