Beyond the Divine States

Before the sword could be cut down, the sound of Phoenix came to my ears.

The light in Mrs. Bai's eyes was suddenly engulfed. In the flash of the light, a sword cut her throat like a machete. The bone armor that protected her throat showed a long and thin crack, and then suddenly broke. The dark shadow that turned into a blade didn't entangle her. After holding Ning for a long time, she wrapped it and dived into the night.

Mrs. Bai raised her head indifferently and looked ahead.

Her mirror like field of vision reflects a human figure, that is a beautiful boy in men's clothing, red umbrella, long sword, horsetail, body side surrounded by a big black bird, a white dress of "Zhao xianger" has been taken by her big bird, pulled to her side.

Mrs. Bai can't confirm her identity for a moment. Is he... Rather long?

At the moment, Mrs. Bai's mind is a little confused. Most of her things have been forgotten. She only has the stereotype formed for them in the past month.

Although she couldn't take care of them, when she saw them, she listed them as the people to be killed.

Mrs. Bai raised her sword very upright, waved her arm and fell like lightning.

Zhao xianger looks at Ning Changchang in a white skirt and pulls him behind him. At the same time, she takes off the umbrella on her back and opens it in an instant.

The sword Qi splits on the surface of the umbrella, and the surface of the umbrella collapses a little, while the sword Qi rubs against the inclined surface of the red umbrella and rolls all the way. The huge impact of the sword Qi oppresses the shield like surface of the umbrella, and pushes Zhao xianger's figure all the way backward. Behind her, Ning Changjiu presses her xiubei with both hands to help her stop castration, so they slide all the way backward.

Mrs. Bai looked at the old umbrella face, which seemed to be broken at a touch. She tilted her head and showed a feverish look. She raised her sword from the corner of her mouth and held it high. The path that the heart of the sword crossed was just the middle line of the umbrella face.

"Sister Bai..."

Behind her, Shubai had regained consciousness. He was staring at his right arm and the bleeding wound. His teeth were trembling with pain. He looked at the white monster in front of him and recognized that she was sister Bai at the first time. He thought of some things he had been manipulated after he was in a daze, and there was a huge sadness in his heart.

He stayed with Mrs. Bai for a month. He thought that elder sister Bai had some feelings for herself. He thought many times that it would be better for her to fall into the devil like this and become her sword. After everything is over, he can accompany her all the time

But these ideas were finally destroyed after Mrs. Bai polluted his mind with the red moon. It turned out that in Mrs. Bai's eyes, he had been just a cold weapon. When she needed it, she would castrate all his humanity and make him the coldest sword.

The fluke in his heart was broken, but then he was angry and unwilling.

He directly grabbed the broken hand that fell on the ground and hit Mrs. Bai's back.

The sword hit her on the back, failed to plunge in, and directly fell to the ground, making a clanging sound of despair.

After three swords in succession, Mrs. Bai heard the sword landing. She looked back at the young man with broken arms on the ground and raised her sword.

Tree white half kneels on the ground, his only hand did not cover the wound, just powerless to hang down, quietly waiting for death.

The white madam stares at him, but flashed a color of struggle in the Mou son.

"Flesh and blood?" Mrs. White asked mechanically.

Tree white listen to her mouth fuzzy words, raised some head, eyes filled with tears blurred a lot of vision.

Mrs. Bai didn't drop the sword at last. Instead, she turned around and chopped at the two men protected by the red umbrella.

Zhao Xiang'er had to fly off the ground with her feet. She was holding the umbrella with both hands to protect her body. The sound of the sword gas rubbing against the surface of the umbrella was extremely harsh.

Ning Chang's arms are not supported either. After bending, he directly bumps into her back. Then he subconsciously encircles his arms and holds her waist to help her fix her body and resist the attack of sword Qi.

Zhao xianger's waist is extremely sensitive. If she would never allow anyone to touch it at ordinary times, in a month's feeding fist, if Ning Changjiu dares to touch it carelessly, it won't be long before Ning Changjiu screams in the yard.

But at the moment, the numbness of the arm and the pain of the dead Qi cutting the skin and eating the bone covered up the numbness of the whole body when touching the waist. She just drank softly: "let go!"

Ning long released his arm and said, "go!"

Then he took Zhao Xiang'er's umbrella and held it in front of her. Zhao Xiang'er nodded and called back jiuyu, trying to wrap them together and then escape into the night.

Where would Mrs. Bai give them such a chance?

She once again raised the sword with correct action. At the moment when she fell, her figure had already come to them. With a sword, she struck the flexible surface of the red umbrella. With a tearing sound, the almost indestructible surface of the umbrella in the past battle actually stretched a crack from the edge. Under the impact, Ning Changjiu's hand was almost broken.

Zhao xianger immediately grabbed his other hand and led him to flee in the opposite direction of Mrs. Bai.

They knew that Mrs. Bai's divine state could not last long. As long as they could delay for a long time, even without their hands, Mrs. Bai's body would disintegrate.

Before, after Mrs. Bai jumped into the yellow spring, the other bank began to be unsustainable, leaning towards the West where Zhao xianger was. Now Zhao xianger came to this side and broke the direction of the city, making the city begin to lean towards the East.

And no matter which side, as long as the city tilts beyond the line, everything, together with the whole city, will no longer exist.

Ning Changjiu said in a quick voice: "ready to cut off the world at any time!"

Zhao xianger's silver teeth clenched, and the next sword fell. She managed to catch it with a red umbrella, but the surface of the umbrella was smashed violently. The handle of the umbrella made a creaking sound. She rolled to the ground and took off some of her strength.

This city is the territory of the state of Zhao. There are many surviving people in it. As their monarch, she would never have left this city if she had not been in a desperate situation.

She would never do anything that might disappoint her mother.

Mrs. Bai's movements are incessant. Every time she raises her sword and falls, it's like swinging a cauldron to dig the ground. Zhao xianger and Ning have been forced to retreat for a long time. The meaning of death turns into a hurricane sweeping the floor. They soar under their feet. Instead, they lift them up by the resistance of their umbrellas.

After a moment's unbalance, Mrs. Bai finds the gap that the red umbrella can't resist, and cuts the sword obliquely.

Zhao xianger realized the direction of the sword. She took out her umbrella and stepped on the sword with her sword edge. In the clattering sound, a round wave swung away in front of them.

Zhao xianger was not hurt, but under the pressure of the realm, the wind made his umbrella overturn, and he also staggered back toward the rear.

Zhao xianger's figure has not yet landed, Mrs. Bai's long tail suddenly sweeps, heavily hits Ning Changjiu and Zhao xianger, and smashes them to the other side together.

The city leans to the west again.

The boy named Ding Leshi had been hiding in the distance to look around, but now the wind swept, his body lying on the roof was overturned down, and when he rolled down, he yelled: "come on, big brother and sister-in-law! You must kill the enchantress. "

Bang!

Ning Changchang's body took the lead in landing, while Zhao xianger used his sword and pestle to stabilize his body and prevent him from slipping.

There was a long crack on the surface of the red umbrella in her hand, which stretched from the edge of the umbrella to the center, almost half of it.

Her chest was undulating, and the men's dress was a little tight for her, and now it was even more oppressive.

She clenched the sword in her hand, looked at the white phantom, stood with the sword, and kept counting the time in her heart.

Of course, Mrs. Bai would not give them time to rest, because her own time was running out. The spines on her body began to degenerate, and the crown between the green silk began to decay. The breath of death brought by these changes constantly stimulated her. The bone sword that ran through her palm lit up a sticky light, and her figure suddenly moved, Drag this liquid sword shadow forward suddenly.

Ning Chang's sword lock was cut off in a very short time, and Zhao Xiang'er's fighting spirit was like boiling blood. Jiuyuhua sword was in her hand, and she rushed to meet Mrs. Bai's sword directly.

"Come back!" Ning long drink, want to reach out to grab her sleeve, but Zhao Xiang

Son figure is too fast, that sleeve glides from his palm, can't hold.

Ning Changjiu immediately turned back and yelled at the dark place: "what are you waiting for?"

There was a whimper in the dark.

That's the sound of the piano.

The sound of the zither is like complaint, like a sad wind, rolling up fallen leaves from the grass, and drifting to the four fields with the slowly desolation.

It was the whimper of erhu.

Black impermanence took erhu from one darkness to another.

In the sound of the erhu, Mrs. Bai's sword movement stopped for no reason. Zhao xianger's sword, which was going to slow down a little, caught up with her speed. When they collided, the sword was as good as the sword.

Zhao xianger stepped back two steps, while Mrs. Bai leaned back slightly.

Mrs. Bai, holding the sword, stood in the music, as if hesitating.

Zhao Xiang'er wants to continue to play the sword, but Ning Changjiu grabs her wrist and says in a low voice, "let's go."

Reason returned to the brain, Zhao xianger took a deep breath, knowing that at this moment the sword will only let her wake up in advance, what they have to do is not kill Mrs. Bai, but try to delay time.

Nine feather call out, coerce them to disappear together in the night.

After a short hesitation, Mrs. Bai reacts. She looks at the black impermanence pulling the bow in the dark, recovers some memories and says: "it's you..."

Sixty four years ago, she crawled out of the pile of bones and cooked herself. She came to the city with the refugees and was adopted by a young scholar. The scholar was seriously ill, so she gave him the bone soup in her green sand jar. After he drank it, he was really well, so he asked her what kind of panacea it was.

At that time, she answered truthfully. The scholar ran away and never came back. When he saw him again, he was dead. In her heart, she felt guilty and organized a funeral for him. She also married him in the dark. From then on, she called herself Mrs. Bai. At that time, in the funeral music, heiwuchang was the one who played erhu. After the funeral, she killed all the others who played the music. When it was his turn, he blinded himself and knelt down on the ground, saying that he would listen to her from now on. So he survived and became the black impermanence of today. But Bai Changchang, who died, always thought that he could be liked by Mrs. Bai because he was very talented. In fact, it was just because he and Mrs. Bai's benefactor, who adopted a little girl, were both poor scholars. Today, black impermanence's face is not covered with black cloth, revealing the empty eyes, which are like two huge scars, extremely ugly“ You want to die? " Mrs. Bai was sober and cut out with one sword. The sound of the piano is lost and the strings are broken. Black impermanence's body was cut into two parts in an instant, like rotten soil, turning into smoke and dust to dissipate. His death was predestined, and he only exchanged his own death for a promise - if Ning Changjiu and Zhao xianger could change everything, let the girl in plain clothes who is now Mengpo live. That's his adopted daughter. There are many stories between them, but now they are all cut into two by this sword. In Mrs. Bai's perception, there was no trace of their hiding. But the city is still tilting. It's enough that she knows they're still in town. Mrs. Bai raised her head, her jaw almost in line with her neck. In the harsh wind, Mrs. Bai, like a dragon in the deep sea, came to the junction of Fengdu world and the outside world. She has a bird's-eye view of the city. She wanted to make a sword, but found that the bone sword and her palm had been connected. She wanted to cut off her hand, but she didn't think it was necessary. Everything will decay and perish in the near future. So she fell over. The surface at the top of the world is like a bow. With her whole body as an arrow, she shot straight down, faster and faster, so that no one could cut the world and escape. She will perish with everything in Fengdu.