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A small stream came from a high mountain in the distance, and the water went eastward and never returned.

"Floating for a hundred years, its life is like floating, and its death is like rest. A dream, a reincarnation. Whether it is a dream or a reality, it will be returned to the furnace, and it will be a lifetime of glory and disgrace, and it will be vain. ”

Dong Chi Li muttered this ancient and mysterious ballad in her mouth, she didn't feel desolate when she sang it from her mouth in the past, but at this time, she sang and sang, and there was sadness and sadness in her eyes.

She leaned on the trunk of the old wood, gently shook Erlang's legs, swayed the branches in her hands, slowly closed her eyes, and carefully felt the space around her.

The terrible thing is that for no reason, a teardrop slipped from the corner of her eye.

The eyeballs dripped on the tips of the grass on his side, and splashed into several small droplets, which immediately fell into the dirt, and there was no trace of them.

In the past thousands of years, the cold and the summer have come and gone, and the wind and rain have come and gone, and she has often leaned on here, completely unclear about her purpose.

When the snow fell, she was like an old monk in a fixed place, not moving, waiting for the cold winter to pass.

When the sun was shining, she counted the swallows, blooming prosperously, and tasted the wind to sparse the wood.

With the change of seasons and the passage of time, she has seen many lives and deaths, from gods and humans to flowers and trees.

Inexplicable confusion always haunted her.

Why do all things have to live and die? Why are there living things and dead things in this world? Why is the world so relative?

There is black and white, there is life and death, and there is right and evil.

But who can fully define these relative rights and wrongs?

What is black and white, what is life and death, what is good and evil? Why is it that in everyone's mind, there is always such a different view of these opposing things, and even the position of these things can be subjectively reversed.

has reached the peak of the Tribulation God, but Dong Chi Li has been unable to break through the life and death tribulation on her body for a long time, she doesn't even know when she has the opportunity to break through the Xuanwu God, the divine power in her body has clearly expanded, and the power of faith is still continuously drilling into her body.

Why is even she a person born of opposites?

She is obviously alive, but everything on her body seems to say that she is dead.

The blood of the dragon corpse completely replaced everything she had, but the consciousness was completely just herself, so was she alive or dead?

Thinking about it, Dong Chi Li was a little irritable, she grabbed the branches in her hands and tore off the leaves one by one: "I am alive...... I'm dead...... Alive...... Dead ......"

I don't know why, counting and counting, Dong Chi Li felt that her body was getting hotter and hotter, so hot that her head was a little swollen, and even felt that her throat was a little sweet, as if a mouthful of blood was about to gush out.

This bit of blazing heat ignited a certain opportunity in Dong Chi Li's body, and it was out of control.

Dong Chi Li's eyes gradually dissipated, and she continued to endure the depression in her throat, and continued to tear: "Alive...... Dead...... Alive...... Dead ......"

I don't know when it started, Dong Chi Li's body didn't seem to be cold when she was in the place of exile, maybe she became a demigod, or maybe when she became a god of tribulation, she began to sweat, or hot sweat, or cold sweat, and her complexion gradually became ruddy with blood.

She and the person with the blood of the moonlit night, the appearance that should have been miserable began to be very different, although the hair was still so snow-white, but when she stood with the Tibetan Dream Man, it seemed that she was more vibrant.

However, her spirit was not as clear as it had been in the Exiled Lands.

The leaves fell one by one, and when the wind blew, the leaves rose high with the wind.

Among them were a few leaves, stained with blood.

It turned out that blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, Dong Chi Li wiped the corners of his mouth, and continued to count the leaves.

"Idiot, you're enough, don't count! Your body is getting hotter and hotter, and my purple jade space is melting! A wisp of cloud quickly floated out from Dong Chi Li's chest, and turned into a Xi Mang, he frowned at the cold eyebrows, and whispered to Dong Chi Li.

Dong Chi Li didn't pay attention to Xi Mang, as if he didn't notice that Xi Mang came out: "Alive...... Dead...... Alive...... Dead ......"

Xi Mang didn't say a word, he stretched out his hand to grab the branch in Dong Chi Li's hand, but he was suddenly smoked back by a burst of heat, he raised his hand and looked at his right hand, and found that it was already red.

"Damn, I was burned before I even touched her?" Xi Mang's face became more and more iron-blue, but he stretched out more brutally, grabbed Dong Chi Li's left hand, and ripped off the branch, as soon as the branch reached his hand, he instantly turned into an ice branch, and then with a shock, the ice branch broke and scattered with the wind.

The leaves on the branches had not yet been torn off, and Dong Chi Li happened to read: "Dead ......"

A trace of pain flashed in Xi Mang's dark green eyes, and when he stretched out his right hand to see, it was a scorched red, his ancestral green bird, how cold his body was, and he would be scalded by Dong Chi Li?

"Idiot, you've hurt me, you-" He looked up, but met Dong Chi Li's terrifying red eyes.

Dong Chi Li read blankly: "I am dead, dead!" A murderous aura swept out of her body in an instant, and her voice became more and more urgent and fierce, "I'm dead!" Dead! Why am I dead and you are alive? I want you to die with me! ”

Xi Mang was taken aback, took a few steps back, and his handsome face was ugly: "What are you talking nonsense?" Is it burned? What doesn't die? Idiot, look at who I am! ”

Dong Chi Li stood up, and a strong murderous aura approached Xi Mang.

Xi Mang's face changed at this time, he quickly retreated a few steps, and muttered to himself: "Damn, this idiot is definitely going to break through the Xuanwu God, and he is also going to survive the death tribulation!" This is probably the most intense death calamity. ”

He looked around for a moment, then gritted his teeth fiercely: "She must be stopped." ”

After that, as soon as he spread his wings behind him, he pounced towards Dongchi, his strength had recovered a lot in the past few thousand years, and this speed was already comparable to the peak of the Heart Destiny!

At this time, Dong Chi Li's mind was in chaos, in addition to blood red, it was still blood red, and it was even more fiery to the terrifying blood red, and the dragon blood all over her body was surging violently, so hot that she seemed to be melting her whole person, and her mind was completely blurred.

"The Furnace...... Falsehood...... Furnace! Vain! ”

Covered by a curtain of blood in front of her, she saw that everything was a blood-red blur, she could only look at a rough idea, she couldn't recognize who it was, and even her memory burned red, and she couldn't remember anything.

In a trance, she saw a swift figure swooping down towards her. A thought arose in vain in the chaotic mind: this person was here to kill her, she couldn't sit still, she had to fight back!

"Who you are, who am I!" She let out a low roar, "I'm going to ...... Kill you! ”

Destroy the soul at a moment, and catch it with one shot!