Tai Chang Ling felt the sudden power, and the fragments quickly leaped into the air and mixed with the demonic power. The golden light pierced his eyes, and it made people breathless.

Zhu Chi was anxious, and as soon as he stretched out his hand and pulled Meng Shu's arm tightly, his hanging heart suddenly fell. The aura of slaughter came up, like sharp thorns, falling on the two of them from all directions.

Suddenly, a black mist rolled up next to Tai Chang Ling, enveloping the two of them.

Zhu Chi was choked by the smoke and gasped, but he coughed cough cough but suddenly felt his body crooked and fell into the endless abyss. The blood flowed in his chest, clutching Meng Shu's shirt tightly. The two fell into a boundless situation, without today's high-rise buildings, and the misty loess filled the air. Zhu Chi grabbed Meng Shu's hand: "It's okay!

Meng Shu had already recovered from his weakness and leaned on Zhu Chi.

There was a great howl of sorrow coming in and out, and the unrealistic sunlight became a ray of light, and it fell into boundless darkness. The fog lifted, and the sparkling candles were as real and false as dark ghost fires, and the cries and sorrows echoed in the ears of the two. In the distance, there is a beautiful snow-capped mountain, which is not really visible behind the clouds.

The sun and the moon were in the same sky, and the miserable white light was scattered around the empty body.

Meng Shu looked around, touched his feet, and touched the broken arm of a dead man. She shook off her hand in fright and approached the host like a little girl. There was a gloomy cloud, and Meng Shu stood up, as if he could feel the slight fishiness in his throat. She staggered slightly, looking around at the bloody land swept by the wind.

This is the land of a thousand years ago.

Heaven and earth are connected.

The three worlds of demons and gods coexist, shuttling through the four seas and eight wildernesses.

The snow-capped mountains in the distance were Kunlun, which was not just the abode of the gods at that time. There are many small fairy mountains and fairy roads next to Kunlun, and the most famous Leyou Mountain is a place of marriage.

The spring river tide, the bright moon and the phoenix, the Guihua flowing tile, the bamboo gate light window. Men and women, demons and gods are staggered. At night, the lights of the flower market are like day, and the girl's dress is red and pomegranate. Meng Shu always remembered the plum trees there, and the pear blossoms were like snow all over the ground.

"This is ......" Zhu Chi looked around, familiar but unfamiliar with the meaning.

"A thousand years ago. ”

Tai Chang Ling brought the two into the mirror image of the great war thousands of years ago, with corpses all over the field, and the sound of fighting and shouting in the distance. The air was sticky and thick, and the two of them were breathing rapidly.

Zhu Chi pointed to the sky: "Look!"

A mirror appeared in the sky, and there was a faint evil aura around Tai Chang Ling. The corners are carved with intricately hollowed out auspicious clouds and black lotus flowers, and the deep pool of water in the mirror bursts out with magnificent and enchanting blue flames. The lightning exploded one after another, and a huge crimson vortex seemed to have pierced a hole in the sky.

"As long as the Taichang order can be activated, the chaos will come to an abrupt end, and the dead will be resurrected. However, this ancient miracle requires a sacrifice of the body, and the sacrifice must be willing, and the sacrifice must be free of distractions until the soul is gone. Meng Shu said lightly, "According to legend, the person who sacrificed fell into the boundless sea of suffering in the mirror, and he also needed to live nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties. Taichang Ling will show you the best moments of life one by one, those who died can be resurrected in the illusion, those regretful things can be made up, if you are nostalgic for the illusion, and there is a trace of the idea of wanting to live in the world, you will be swallowed up by the pool in this mirror. Too often orders will not be activated. ”

Zhu Chi asked: "Therefore, people who can activate the Taichang Order must have a dead heart, and they need to resist any illusion of warmth." How much disappointment does this have to be for the world, but willing to let everything go back to the way it was?"

Meng Shu lowered his head and smiled lightly.

The two stood in the center of the tumultuous wind.

Meng Shu took a deep breath and raised his head. Suddenly, a figure crossed in front of him, and in a flash, he fell into the too common order. It was too fast, but she could clearly see it. Meng Shu stayed where she was in disbelief, she clearly saw that the person who had no hesitation was herself!

She hadn't been in emotion for too long.

Not to mention the anger and sadness that can wash everything away.

Meng Shu's blood was hot in an instant, and she watched as she fell into the huge Taichang Order. Suddenly, the flames burned more and more, swallowing up the delicate body at all. In the chaos, someone was shouting Meng Shu's name, far away, twists and turns, three times and nine turns, she couldn't really hear it.

Zhu Chi, whose eyes fell on Meng Shu completely, was also suddenly frightened, and he also saw that the girl had the same appearance as Meng Shu. It's just that his eyes, the scorching pain and tragedy revealed in his eyes, and the pain in his heart is unbearable.

Zhu Chi frowned, unable to breathe.

Desperate killings, knives intertwined, smoke and dust.

But suddenly, blood spilled, spears broke, and people at this time, like Meng Shu, looked at the sky.

The fire burned the body.

Too often, drops of red mud fall.

On the battlefield, Zhu Chi suddenly heard a girl, humming softly, and laughter slipped past his ears. The voice often laughed with tears and choked up: "Yun Yun floats, Suo Po world." Zhu Chi, I'm sorry...... I suddenly wanted to apologize to you, but I can't turn back the years, but I just missed a glimpse of my youth...... I've had you in my heart, but we're done with that. I haven't told you this, and I'm afraid I won't have a chance to say it in the future, but I don't think there will be a future. Half a year of floating life, I counted it down, so the days are all related to you. Half a life of you and me, half a life of happiness, half a life of depression...... Then came liberation. Waiting for the peace of the Three Realms, waiting for you to be accompanied by beautiful flowers in the future, can I beg you not to go to Leyou Mountain with her, that is...... At last...... The last place where my shadow remains...... Although I can't see your love in the future, I can't bear to see ......"

Half life you and me,

Half-life happy,

Half a life is sluggish.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, personnel beyond recognition.

Meng Shu didn't hear anything, but watched Zhu Chi's tears fall from his eyes.

He could hear that it was Meng Shu's voice.

It was Meng Shu with a smile, but it was difficult to hide his sadness.

He suddenly fell to the ground, panting and crying, and the pain in his heart was unbearable. His eyes shone with a crazy light, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he said in a dreamlike tone, "I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

This apology seems to be a thousand years late.

Meng Shu tilted his head, "Zhu Chi, what's wrong with you?"

His eyes were blood-red, looking at Meng Shu's hair messy in the air, his eyes were smart, and his lips were lightly opened.