Daylight finally sighed. "So, you are the little princess of the Immortal Sect, why bother with a wild dog like me who doesn't even have a home. ”

  Liu Duyan's beautiful eyes were filled with grievances: "Why are you saying this to me." ”

  Why? Just because of one name, Thousand Destruction Painting Holy Yanagi Zongli, he is your father, my enemy, and I approached you with a purpose as soon as I first approached you.

  These words rolled in the heart of the day, and words sharper than a sword spat out of his mouth. "You are the sky, I am the earth, there are thousands of rivers and mountains in between, birds, fish and insects, every tiny grain of sand is an obstacle between us, go away, while I still have a little patience. ”

  "A little patience, what will you do to me when your patience is lost?" Liu Duyan stubbornly tilted her head, tears rolling in her eyes.

  Daylight saw everything he wanted on that pretty face, he wanted to hug her, he wanted to kiss her, how nice it would be if he didn't know those names.

  The name rattled like a clock in his mind, and he just couldn't stop.

  He didn't say anything, turned (shēn) and left, he couldn't bear to see her, she waited for a year, and all she was waiting for was harm.

  "Then why did you come back?" called Twilight.

  Daylight looked back and laughed to himself, "Do you think I want to come back? I'm going to go in that damn tower and there's what I want." ”

  The surface (qíng) of willow twilight smoke solidifies. "You've changed. ”

  Daylight said, "Gone bad?"

  Liu Duyan frowned. "I didn't want to say that, why did you say that. ”

  "Because man only gets worse and worse, and time is like nourishment, which breeds sin. ”

  Liu Duyan shook her head and whispered, "I just want to say that you are not as taciturn as before, no matter what your purpose is, I am glad you are back." ”

  Daylight's heart was still touched.

  But he silently said in his heart that she was Liu Zongli's daughter, the daughter of the enemy who killed his mother.

  He shows an unapproachable (qíng) side in front of her. "I thought you would have left the Immortal Sect a long time ago, after all, this place is not for you. ”

  Liu Duyan wiped her eyes and whispered, "I have a chance to go back, but I choose to stay." ”

  Daylight asked knowingly, "What's the matter?" Could it be that you have been waiting for me?"

  Liu Duyan didn't answer, but silence was better than sound.

  Daylight thought about her annoyance, but she didn't expect this reaction.

  He laughed dryly and continued to say hurtful words: "Tomorrow I'm going to enter that tower, don't wait like a fool anymore." ”

  Liu Duyan nodded, trying to control her tears, and slowly turned her (shēn) child.

  The light of the blue moon overshadows the city, casting the shadow of the tower on the surface, forming a black boundary in the center of the city.

  On the left and right of the shadow (yīn), the two people are strangers.

  ......

  Early the next morning, daylight came to the tower.

  The Lord of Wanchen, the Lixian Sect led by the Liu family brothers and sisters, the Shadow Cat's Desolate Wind Regiment, and the Heavenly Rainbow Elders of the Heavenly Sword Gate have all arrived.

  Rainbow Zhenren came to Bai Tian and persuaded softly: "Child, you can choose not to go in, I thought that there would be this day, because you are too similar to him." ”

  Daylight just shook his head. "I decided. ”

  Elder Rainbow sighed helplessly.

  Daylight walked under the tower and once again took a closer look at the face door.

  The pitch-black door was covered with all kinds of faces, including demon clans, immortal clans, giants, ancient fierce beasts, countless faces, full of traces of truth.

  They are all strong men of the eternal ages, and they are imprisoned here by the people who built the tower (jìn), and at this moment their eyelids are closed, but they can't hide their pain.

  One of them is particularly proportioned, and the face in the center attracts the attention of the day.

  This face seems to enjoy being confined to the stone door (jìn), his eyes are slightly closed, a pleasant smile hangs on his handsome face, his hair is long, messy, bright red like blood, the only thing in this door that has any other color, hair forms a hair-thin red vein all over the door, he is the center of all faces.

  Daytime soared into the air with gravity, and a few gentle taps on the wide door of the head.

  The face suddenly opened its eyes, it was a pair of eyes that looked at the world, saw the crowd of people, saw the sun's rays, and the corners of his mouth rose again.

  "Oh, familiar smell, damn it, I hate the day, strange, there are so many people, are you all in a hurry to die? ”

  Daylight drew his long sword like lightning and pressed it against the door of the giant face's head, "Open the door, I want to go in." ”

  "I'm not going to open the door for you, not anyone. The face shook and glanced at the day.

  Bai Tian only felt that his body had passed through a cold current, and he was seen through this face, and he also knew that the brother's sword in his hand was like a feather tickling in the air for this face.

  The giant face in the door sniffed the air, "Familiar breath, too familiar." He refocused his gaze on daylight. "Who are you sacred?"

  Bai Sun replied, "I am from the Sword Clan, you should open the door for me." ”

  The giant face (yīn) said in a strange tone, "You say yes, but it's still too small, it's too early to enter the tower, and you shouldn't end your life so early." ”

  Bai Tian said solemnly: "The face door was once opened, and when it was underground, I went in and out, just a year ago. ”

  The handsome face carved into the door leaked a meaningful smile. "I didn't wake up then, you see, and now I'm awake, and my eyes are bright. ”

  The giant face began to sway and pull from side to side on the door, like an insect breaking free from a spider's web, and slowly rising.

  The face next to it is squeezed to the sides until the original (shēn) body of that face is revealed in the door.

  The huge shēn torso was strong and powerful, and the shēn torso was pulled out of the pitch-black melted door, and the shēn shape rose to a height of five or six meters, the same height as the door.

  The rest of his faces were like ornaments in his hair, and the fiery red hair flew wildly, and those faces also drifted with the flow.

  The red-haired giant roared, "I am the god of desolation!! with seven faces and seven hearts, and the god of guarding the tower!!"

  "Are you a god?" Daylight knew the history of the tower, the sword clan was the tower keeper, and knew that the Seven Sins Towers had guardians, and they were the last lock for evil to break through the ground, but this giant claimed to be a god, which made him feel suspicious, in his heart, God would not be like this.

  "Oh, little one, don't be surprised, I'm just one of countless dimensions, defeated twice in the long river of time, a poor, liberated god, a pathetic god. "The desolate god tore off the thing that connected him to the door of his face (shēn) and did not move like a mountain.

  The desolate god tore a face from his hair and crushed it into powder with two fingers. "See, little one, anyone who tries to open this door will be like them, become my prisoner, and be wiped out with a light twist. ”。

  The desolate god's actions caused the sea of onlookers to move (sāo), with some timid people in front desperately squeezing towards the periphery, while those wearing weapons were on guard (shēn), passing glances to each other.

  ......