The procession marched towards Cangyang Mountain, the highest place in the entire world, where the funeral ceremony of the Underworld was to be held. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

All the high-level people went out of the city, and the atmosphere in the dark city at this moment seemed to be much lighter than before, without the invisible coercion of the superiors, the pressure of the people in the city was reduced but a little empty.

Hitomi flew down the long street, looking at the funeral procession leaving in the distance, frowning, and sighing lightly.

In a moment, a man dressed in white flew down, stopping beside Hitomi, his light clothes were flying, the air was instantly frozen, and the heavy snow in the sky was also afraid of him, and he didn't dare to approach.

Hitomi looked at the man, then bowed slightly and said softly, "Lord Yang." ”

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, jade face frost, who is it if it is not a remnant feather?

Hitomi looked at the cold eyes of the remnant feather, the corners of her lips pursed slightly, and she sighed in her heart. Since the incident of that night, if the former silent sun can be regarded as gentle and elegant, but now the remnant feather can only be cold and waveless.

He can't know exactly about those things that are far away, but sometimes he is also curious about what the past can make a person not forget after a thousand years, but even more.

Regarding the question of time, he has never thought about it, and in his old life, it can only be regarded as shallow clear water, which is not worth mentioning at all.

Remnant Yu's eyes were slightly condensed, and he was silent as he looked at the funeral procession in the distance.

"Moon Lord, above the funeral of the Underworld, if you go to see him off, he will definitely be very relieved." Hitomi couldn't help but speak.

Remnant Yu slowly turned his eyes to look at Hitomi, and then said softly: "There must be no one in the dark city to suppress it, and all the high-level officials in the city must be dispatched, so you must not be on guard." ”

When Hitomi heard this, she opened her mouth, but she had nothing to say after all.

He's right, Yu Li, there can't be no owner in the Dark City.

"However, although all the patriarchs of the nine major families have been dispatched, the rest of the high-level are still there, and the Dark City is as solid as a rock, it is the capital of the blood clan, and it is unlikely that it will encounter any danger. Make friends with Ming Wei Tongyin, and in the heart of the Moon Lord, don't you feel that you should accompany him on his last journey? Hitomi said softly.

Remnant Yu slowly lowered his eyes, and his thin lips lightly opened: "If you die, you will be scattered, and there will be no ...... in this world."

Hitomi's face turned pale, and the corners of his lips moved slightly: "But his body hasn't been found yet, how can I rest assured ......?"

The eyelashes of the remnant feather moved slightly, the thin lips were pursed, and the slightly frowning brow revealed the heaviness in his heart at the moment.

Turning around, Remnant Yu walked towards the city, no matter what, as the Yang Lord, he couldn't take the thousands of lives in the city to heart, no matter how painful he was at the moment, he couldn't leave.

Looking up slightly, the brightness of the full moon in the sky seemed to be projected into his chest through the cold snow.

The warmth wanders through the veins, and the world at this moment is warm.

The corners of Remnant Yu's lips raised slightly, and he sighed in his heart.

Wrong, once is enough.

Hitomi looked at Remnant Yu's resolute steps, turned his head to look at the funeral procession that was no longer visible, and mourned silently in his heart, and then slowly walked away with Remnant Yu's steps.

The figures of the two are depressed, and no one knows about the hardships.

The snow was still falling, and in the corner of the sky, a figure dressed in black looked at the mighty funeral procession and moved away from the dark city, and at this moment the pale face of the man hidden under the cloak loomed slightly.

Dark red lips, black-red eyes, and a trace of black gas shuttled through the veins under her face. I saw that from her as the center, all the invisible black qi in Fang Yuan was surging towards her rapidly.

And the black gas around her slowly condensed, and the anger was even worse.

His pale skin was cold, and his body was full of anger, and darkness was entangled, as if he was born from darkness. The darkest words in the world can feel like not enough coming out of her mouth. She is worthy of the darkest words in the world, the darkest curses.

The wide cloak raised itself without wind, and when the darkness came in, the breeze lifted the cloak that covered her cheeks, revealing her pale and gloomy face, and the black moon from the corner of her right eye was vivid, although somewhat transparent. But with the black gas surging from the sky, it slowly became more condensed than before.

The black-red hair, the black-red lips, the black-red pupils, there is not a place where there is no darkness. Only she was like a Shura who had really come out of the darkness, which was daunting, and even the light around her couldn't help but flinch when it touched her.

A light breeze blows. Her head was slightly raised, that familiar silhouette, who was it not Duoyue?

It's just that the once lively and lovely, sunny appearance has become the eyebrows and eyes of the yin owl now, and there is no trace of the past. Where is there still a little shadow of the past?

Duoyue's eyes narrowed slightly, quietly watching the funeral procession below walk towards Cangyang Mountain, watching them line up in formation, looking at the three suspended coffins, watching the eight patriarchs meditate Sanskrit for the three coffins, and watching the three coffins tremble slightly when they received the Underworld Muwen.

The corners of Duoyue's lips raised slightly, and then she stretched out her hand in the direction of the three coffins, and two of the three coffins below immediately surged out of a black gas and flew towards Duoyue in the sky, and no one noticed this scene.

Unexpectedly, there was no trace of black gas emerging from a coffin, that is, the coffin that was supposed to hold He Ming's corpse, but there was no content in it, and naturally it was different from the other two coffins that were absorbed by Duoyue with soul crystal qi.

Those soul crystals that were more condensed under the Sanskrit bath of the Eight Great Patriarchs were absorbed by Duoyue, and she immediately saw that the black qi around her body was more condensed, and even the black moon from the corners of her eyes became less transparent.

It's just that there is one less target, and there is no expected effect, and Duoyue's face is a little distorted. But he also gave up. Weiwei7 stretched out his hand to look at his sharp claws, the black and red veins buried under the flesh, the corners of Duoyue's lips were slightly raised, her pupils were constricted, and a wave of anger entangled her eyes even more.

Suddenly. Duoyue looked up slightly at the full moon in the sky, and the corners of her lips rippled with a yin owl smile.

And the bright full moon in the sky seemed to sense the threat of darkness, and even trembled slightly.

In the Sun and Moon Blood Palace, Crimson, who was mourning in the Shenyue Ancestral Hall, opened her eyes violently, stretched out her hand to cover her chest, her face was painful, and her pupils constricted in disbelief.

"Finally, you showed up!" Crimson murmured.

Through the window, Crimson looked at the slightly trembling full moon in the sky, and the moment in Fang Cai's heart, the feeling of being pierced by sharp claws still had some residual pain.

There has never been such a situation, it turns out that it is really so powerful!

Crimson stood up and walked slowly to the window, looking at the moonlight in the sky.

Looking at the dark night around him wrapping the full moon layer by layer, at this moment, it seems that he is also the full moon standing alone in the dark sky, and he can't breathe because of the layers of black gas.

What should come will come eventually, even after thousands of years, no effort can stop it!

Crimson eyes closed slightly, and whispered, "Father, Mother." Finally this has come to pass, and it was Crimson's fault that it didn't go as you expected. However, Crimson will not make the bright moon in the sky turn into a black moon! Scarlet swears! ”

Flower Moon! Finally, you can't help but reveal your identity anymore?

After years of depression, have you finally had enough of it?

Come on!

The struggle between light and darkness never stops!

And the duel between us has only just begun......