"Tang Luo, don't run away again. Now the Seven Kills Order has been set up in the entire continent, and as soon as the Seven Kills Order comes out, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you will be endlessly hunted and killed, and since you were born in troubled times, you should have thought that some rules are not something you can change alone. ”

In the turbulent black and white chaotic sky, one of the golden thunder lights suddenly lit up, there was a person alone out of the chaotic sky, his face was haggard in simple clothes, looking at the scene in front of him The sky was rolling, the originally clear sky was gray at this time, and after two breaths, lightning and thunder, there were dozens of figures rushing out of this black and white cloud layer one after another.

"Should we just watch the people of Xuantian die in this limited rule?" he looked at the sunset, and his deep eyes flashed with a sense of sadness.

"Actually, you have long thought that it is possible for you to try to change the rules that this plane has made since its birth?"

The young man in the chaos and desolation at his back looked up at the man who was located in the high altitude and the soul fire would dissipate at any time, and there were too many inexplicable flashes in his eyes, but in the eyes that were intertwined with countless emotions, there was a sense of admiration that should have been there when he was a teenager.

"Xuanyuan Tianmen, collusion with the outer gate, get involved in this life, don't forget the past"

His deep eyes are full of the vicissitudes of time. The bottom of the eyes as deep as a cold pool seems to be drifting with layers of smoke and rain, which seems to be hazy.

"Actually, you know, no one saved you. ”

The gaze staring at the sky finally turned into a miserable laughter, the despair at the moment of dying, but it was like laughing at the sarcasm of the people in the world, like a sharp sword, scraping away the wounds in their hearts.

Once the hero pulls the sword, it is another ten years of calamity

"Even if Lao Tzu is dead, what is there to be afraid of Compared with the maggot villain, he is much happier and chic, and if there is an afterlife, he is a good man"

The cyan rainbow that rose to the sky gave Tang Luo a punch directly with an expressionless face, and Tang Luo directly blasted into the ancient formation, his clothes were torn, the blood stains on his body were blurred, and his soul was seriously injured.

He looked up and laughed, and his hearty laughter was clearly full of a sense of desolation, full of unspeakable worries, and there was no lack of nostalgia for the years like a song. The kind of sweetness after the vicissitudes of life, no one can understand, and the smile reveals infinite loneliness.

The sword in the young man's hand, this long sword with a black body and no trace, made people feel not its sharpness, but its generosity and kindness. It is like a deep, perceptive black eye in the heavens, watching every move of kings and princes.

"The king has the way, the sword is on the side, and the country is prosperous. There is no way, the sword is abandoned, and the country is ruined. Such a sword of benevolence fell into your hands but couldn't even exert any strength, you said that such a famous sword fell into your hands, isn't it a pity. ”

His body was slashed down in the air, and a pair of silver-white sword shadows fell from the sky, and the sword shadows disappeared with the coming of day, until dusk, the sky was getting dark, and in the moment when day and night were intertwined, the fluttering sword shadow reappeared.

The drums and gongs sounded, the yellow sand was long, and a sword shook the sky, cutting off thousands of red dust.

"You're talking too much!"

The figure that burst out, waving half of the sword hilt that was gone, instantly grabbed Tang Luo's hands, he admired the young man's clarity and ease.

In the next second, a hideous smile appeared on the calm and waveless face.

"If there is an afterlife, you will definitely regret it, the name Yan Nanqiu must be engraved on your head. ”

"I'm waiting for you. ”

The sky was full of thunder and lightning, and the girl was alone on the silent street, she was still crying, and she didn't know why she ran out with him, she only knew that he would come back, and she believed that he would. But what awaited was despair.

Gorgeous river

He wanted to cry as he watched his petals wither at a rate visible to the naked eye, but it had used up all its tears in that cycle of reincarnation.

Therefore, it can only stubbornly wrap the buds with the blackened petals, so as not to let the time that has passed in the years have been tossing and turning around it repeatedly.

The withered yellow petals slowly withered beside him, drifting away little by little, until the surface of the sea flowed out of the sea, and he was involved in this world of black and white.

If there was a way to express his emotions, all he wanted to leave to himself in the end was a soft self-deprecation.

No matter how much it resisted, it was as if the god of fate would never favor him. It can only resign itself to giving up all its obsessions, and in this river called "fate", and other victims abandoned by fate, disappear in this torrent.

"The rest of your life!

The boy was awakened by the cold memories and woke up in confusion from an endless tunnel, he flipped his fingers, but was frozen by the cold black wall and withdrew his hand.

There was a gentle voice that woke up from the abyss.

Looking along his place, there was a light from the abyss like a dream awakening, as if in a dream destined to be attracted to feel her calling, the young man groped all the way, like the road when he walked, and ran around to the crossroads where the abyss and the light appeared.

But although the abyss and the light are tightly together, there seems to be a parallel time in between, and when you look at each other from afar, you can clearly reach but there is no end in sight.

"Who's calling my name!"

It seemed that he wanted to hear the other party's response through the place that was close at hand, but the place where his eyes could not reach it was at this moment, as if he had played a big joke with him, and gradually dimmed.

The young man's eyes were pale, his eyes were melancholy, revealing the traces of wind, frost, snow and rain in the years, and a faint persistence passed under his eyes, containing a lifetime of waiting and hopeless expectations.

"Can you call me again?

The tasteless tears in his eyes brewed at the bottom of his eyes, standing alone at the intersection, begging bitterly for all the fears he faced in front of him, but this silent world was as gray as melting into ice, even if you got lost in the labyrinth, you can't escape this cold high wall.

The young man gradually became discouraged, wandering helplessly at the intersection of this reincarnation called fate, there is no end to the hope ahead, and the moment he turned around and made a choice, it was an abyss from which he could never recover.

A tall ghost who came out of the abyss inadvertently crashed into his chest. When the fierce and vicious ghost passed through his body like a layer of air, he noticed that it was the legendary bull ghost and snake god.

A patch of miscanthus swaying by the river, birds dragging their white light into the sky, are the souls of the people who have passed away, who have not disappeared from this world, but have only changed their forms and lived elsewhere.

The cow ghost and snake god didn't know where he was going, and his footsteps didn't stop for a moment, walking aimlessly in this desolate world.

"Wait. ”

Seeing the back of the cow ghost and snake god disappear from his eyes like a smoke, he suddenly stretched out his hands, pleading lonely and desperately in this place where he couldn't even see his five fingers clearly.

His faint voice, at this moment, finally got a response.

The movement of the bull ghost snake god stopped, and from the illumination of that silver-white light, he suddenly turned his head to reveal his hideous face in the faint light.

When the eyes were puzzled, the cow face on the cow ghost snake god sucked greedily on his body with his nose, and the snake tail covered with Qi Li patterns grew out of the debris strangely.

"Oh, Lethe. Its terrible voice, the only language that came out of his mouth, was as piercing as metal rubbing against his ears.

The boy lost his way in reality and dreams, screaming at the bottom of the deep valley, but no one could hear it clearly, no one could understand it, only the distant song was singing the sadness of this lost person.

"Ahead, there's a bridge!" it staggered, emitting a muffled, hoarse voice that seemed to be human language, though sharp and eerie.

The flowers and leaves are born and are not seen, and they miss each other forever, and there is a river called the Lechuan River at the end of the road.

The color of the river is the only different color in this dark world, there is not a trace of ripples on the surface of the sea, from a distance, the water and sky are the same color, quiet and peaceful, as if the whole person has been kneaded into a painting.

Looking across the sea, it seems that you can vaguely see an ancient bridge that melts into the fog.

"Do you want me to come over?" the boy asked, pointing to himself, and then curiously asked the bull ghost and snake god floating in the air, whose indifferent gaze seemed to suddenly burn with fire.

Floating alone in the air, the cow ghost and snake god were abnormally stunned in place for a long time, and after a long time, Mu Ne turned around slowly.

The cow's face suddenly became hideous and terrifying, and the terrifying side face was exposed under the sparkling waves, and a strange essence light flashed through it.

For a long time, he didn't get any response, so he could only walk towards the riverside to take care of himself.