Chapter 60: Exile from Another World

The whirlpool quickly dissipated, and the three of them who were involved in Jingle Chunshui found themselves suspended in a void, and the past was boundless chaos.

Barren, cold, darkness with no end in sight, even time stops passing.

Falling into this vacuum-like dead solid illusion, Jingle Chunshui gradually felt that the person in his arms was getting lighter and lighter, and no matter how hard he tightened his strength, he couldn't leave her.

The feeling of the bend of the arm seems to be taken away by something invisible, like a catkins floating in the wind, and she disappears little by little in a way that he can't control.

The bosom became empty, and then the cold that surrounded him began to rise from under his feet, his breath froze, his body dissipated, and even he was gone, as if all he was left was... Conscious.

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I don't know how long it took, a shocking thunder that seemed to be nothing, awakening the mind of a peaceful sleep, Jingle Chunshui focused on the distance, and slowly he saw a few stars of light cutting through the black curtain like color.

As if the dawn of the day was dawning, the whole space lit up at this moment.

Beneath the endless light, the vast blue sea spreads out, and in the far reaches of the sky, the towering mountains seem to be held up by an invisible giant hand.

The continent was born silently.

At first, the world was a dead void, and slowly, all living things formed.

The sky, the sea, the earth, and countless alien beasts swim and fly and wander, multiplying and breeding civilizations.

This is ancient times.

It is called the period of the reign of gods and demons in the Golden Age.

The one-eyed giant, the strange snake that roams the deep sea, the strange creatures that have never appeared even in legends, the gods who live in Takamagahara, the extremely cold Yellow Springs country... All of these beings are incomparably powerful, with the terrifying power to annihilate everything with the flick of a finger.

The picture changes quickly, and thousands of years pass in the blink of an eye.

The gods and monsters disappeared before they knew it, and the world on the verge of ruin took a breather.

Seeing this, Jingle Chunshui realized that the reason why the gods and demons disappeared was because of the resistance of the consciousness of the world itself, right? That kind of power is a threat to the world, and the world itself cannot afford to destroy the gods and demons that can be destroyed in the breath.

The gods are followed by aliens and monsters.

In the Silver Age, the dominant ruling class ended up like the gods.

After the disappearance of the alien monsters, the ghost race and humans gradually flourished.

In the beginning, the two races were at peace with each other, or rather, before the development of human civilization to a certain stage, the totem worship of primitive tribes, the so-called 'gods' were ghost tribes living in palaces deep in the mountains.

Canglong in the East, White Tiger in the West, Xuanwu in the North, Vermilion Bird in the South.

The original queen who can mobilize the power of the stars, Canglong Luo Xuan, the entire capital is honored by the east, and under the light of the dark phantom stars, the status of the ghost clan to rule the world is unshakable.

However, disagreements are inevitable.

After the disappearance of the original Canglong, the successive queens... No one else possessed the power of a god, and the Dark Phantasmal Star [Rahu] also broke away from the capital at some point and disappeared into the depths of the Endless Heavenly Vault.

Perhaps it is the trajectory of fate that cannot be escaped, the decline of the powerful race of the ghost clan began with a rift in the interior.

Countless years have passed, through the accumulation of contradictions, the Western White Tiger has slowly leaned towards the human side, and even more, the invisible world consciousness has quietly chosen humans as the master of the ghost race.

The war lasted for a hundred years.

The balance of victory has wavered several times, and the ghost clan has gradually shown its decline.

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Rather than defeat, the demise of the Oni Clan came from a disaster brewing deep underground.

The end of the day is late at night, when an underground volcano erupts.

The flames reflected the entire sky, and the magma swept like a sea of death, taking countless lives away in an instant.

The surviving ghost clan in the capital fled in panic, and the only gate in the four directions was left to the west, and at the same time as it was opened, the ghost clan who left the settlement fled into the distance, and after a short time, they fell into the ambush of the human army, and were quickly wiped out.

Jingle Chunshui saw a woman standing on the towering walls of the capital.

The one-horned claws still can't hide the glamorous appearance, light blonde curly hair, blue eyes looking into the distance, and a frozen expression like a sculpture.

Beneath her feet was the devastated capital, high in the sky, and unburned black smoke slowly climbing with the wind.

Natural disasters and wars are like the Grim Reaper wielding a sickle, excitedly harvesting lives, and the wails of the victims before death echo throughout the sky.

After a long, long time, the last wisp of sorrow disappeared into the wind, and the woman standing tall finally lowered her eyelashes, and the transparent water stains slid through the corners of her eyes, and a drop meandered down.

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With the death of the last queen, the ghost clan completely withdrew from the stage of history.

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Then the picture remains the same.

Dusk light and shadow, bleak and bleak hall, on the empty high platform, a pair of withered black eyes quietly stared ahead...

Jingle Chunshui was stunned, suddenly came back to his senses, looked down at himself, and after a while, he slowly closed his eyes, and a thin sweat floated on his back under his clothes.

Fang is an illusion, in reality, he is in the place where the underground is sealed, but his consciousness sees the history from ancient times to the present.

It is the memory of [Rahu].

The dragon sword, which can hook the power of the stars, silently invades the minds of those who come here.

If you don't wake up, I'm afraid you'll be lost in hallucinations.

It is worthy of [Rahu], it is still so powerful to be forcibly subdued by the Spirit King, it is really unimaginable, after admitting the true master, what terrifying power it can exert.

After sighing, he was suddenly startled, and Jingle Chunshui hurriedly looked around, trying to find the other two people, and he fell to the bottom of the ground, Xiyuan Sibin, and the successor Canglong.

The line of sight first found the white tiger of the West Family, the young man stood more than ten meters behind Jingle Chunshui, a pair of eyes looking straight ahead, his face was empty, and he couldn't see the focus in his eyes.

Seeing this, Jingle Chunshui stepped forward, raised his hand and gently brushed the side of the young man's neck, his fingertips sensed the normal heartbeat and the blood flow gradually recovering, and then withdrew his hand, his heart was slightly certain.

Saionji Bin... I'm afraid that I haven't broken free from [Rahu]'s memory yet, and my life is fine, but it will probably take some time to wake up.

So, what about the other person?

Succeeded by Canglong, Anna.

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She was on a high platform.

When Jingle Chunshui jumped on the high platform where the skull of Canglong Luo Xuan was placed, she happened to turn her face, and the person stood there quietly, and between the flow of her eyes, a strange look gathered silently in the depths.

He stepped forward as if nothing happened, stood beside her, glanced at her, and then turned his gaze away and looked at the thing in front of the two of them, with cunning and temptation hidden in his eyes, "This last queen is really famous~"

Not long ago, the beautiful woman in the fantasy world, after thousands of years of death, only one skull remains, and the skin and flesh have disappeared for a long time, perhaps because the ground is too damp, and the bones show a terrible green and miserable white.

The skull has a single horn at the top of its skull, and a sharp tusk on each side of the gums, characteristic of the oni clan.

Canglong, Luo Xuan.

"Mr. Saionji is afraid that he will be disappointed." After a few glances, Jing Le Chun put on a regretful look on the water, but in fact, he was relieved, when Kiryu Cangzi was resurrected, among the secret techniques used by Xuanwu Kaohsiung, the most critical one was Luo Xuan's hair.

However, this skull is lifeless and decayed to the point that it seems to be completely weathered in the next second, not to mention the hair, it looks like it can't find even a single usable cell~

So he had already said that Saionji Bin was destined to be disappointed.

I don't know if it's a happy or embarrassed sigh, and then my eyes searched near the high platform for a long time, Jing Le Chunshui's eyes flashed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where is the sealing knife?" ”

I don't know where I'm going, but that's... Against all odds.

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the person beside him, and his gaze was not bad, and his eyes were as sharp as knives in an instant, with scrutiny, as if he wanted to dissect the flesh and muscles under her appearance.

Xu is hostility in his eyes accumulated too quickly, she paused imperceptibly, and did not make any extreme reaction, quietly looked back at him for a moment, and raised the hand hanging by her side, her fingertips pointing at the sky.

"Above, there is a change in the space."

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Hearing the words ———— above, Jing Lechun subconsciously raised his eyes, and in mid-air, as far as he could see, a position gradually fluctuated, rolling, rubbing, squeezing, and finally gathered into a raging tide.

In an instant, a heavy sense of oppression slowly began to condense in the center of the tide under the hood and in the center of the tide.

The bleak aura was gradually replaced by rich blood, and as wisps of energy emanated from mid-air, there was a faint form in the center of the tide and the depths of the depths that condensed into substance.

After a while, the energy overflowing in the air seemed to find a home, and if there was a substantial fall, the final landing point would be her, the successor Canglong.

Wisps of mist surged along the trajectory, converging around her, slowly invading her skin.

Jingle Chunshui frowned, his five fingers curled slightly, ready to unlock the Spirit King Talisman sealed in his palm at the moment when [Rahu] was formed, forcibly subdued it again, and...

Kill [Rahu] the chosen master.

He was very vigilant, hiding the focus of murderous eyes, but she was ignorant.

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The wind grew wild, and the currents opened a band of air around him and her.

The man beside him began to change with the mutation.

The expression showed a kind of nightmarish trance, the coiled bun suddenly burst out on its own, and the jet-black hair slowly floated in the absence of wind, winding and flying like spider silk.

The exposed skin, the bruises were thick and red, as if they were dripping blood, a single horn on the top of the head, and nails were growing at a frantic rate.

She looked up at the air, her face faded to the point of being transparent, and the strange thing was that the contours of her facial features gradually deepened, her gentle and delicate spirit disappeared, and her face was extremely delicate.

Her change without a trace is somewhat similar to the last queen in the fantasy world at a glance.

It's not a face, it's an indescribable demeanor.

Canglong, the queen of the ghost clan, is born with a gorgeous charm.

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Xu was stunned for this moment, and when another abnormal change occurred, Jingle Chunshui failed to react in time.

In the depths of the air flow tide in mid-air, a black light jumped out like lightning, and pounced on her eyebrows with lightning speed.

The scene reflected in the retina was introduced into my mind, and in an instant, Jing Le Chun Sailor's palm turned rapidly———— but ———— movements were dangerously stopped.

This man, Anna's eyebrows are against a stalk... Or rather, a severed blade, the sharp edge pierced her skin, and as if it was blocked by something invisible, it could not enter even a centimeter.

Thin streaks of blood trickled down the wound, striking against her pale skin.

Is it too late? Jingle Chunshui narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to do something, not wanting to hear this person's voice again.

"Japan, it's an island, right?" She seemed to have regained her senses, and the nightmarish trance of her earlier vanished as [Rahu] could not penetrate the center of her brow.

The meaning between the words is inexplicable, with a slightly hoarse voice, and there is an indescribable mockery in the tone.

"If you can defeat the earth, then try it~"

In the silence where even the air froze, something fell from the hand of the successor Canglong, making a crisp sound, and then, she raised her hand, slowly grasped the broken blade against her eyebrows, and gently and skillfully removed it.

It was also at this moment that Jingle Chunshui discovered the appearance of this person,

Her face was still pale, her breath was weak, and the unique characteristics of the ghost clan disappeared without a trace, and she looked more like a delicate woman, an ordinary human.

After a short silence, Xu remembered that there were still people on her side, her low-hanging eyelashes slowly raised, and the light under her eyes flowed... The oil and emerald green are smudged with the light of the eyes.

"You want to kill me?"

"Those were lies, right? lure me into the underground seal, the real purpose is to kill me. ”

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Jingle Chunshui sighed lowly, and in the face of this person's questioning, he couldn't say a word of prevarication.

He did want to kill her, if she was the one [Rahu] had summoned... Fang Cai's situation was indeed as he expected, except that the inheritance ceremony was suddenly interrupted, and it was because of her.

What should I do? There have been countless speculations about the situation, but none of them are like this.

The successor Canglong, actually... Rejection [Rahu].

It was impossible for her not to know what kind of terrifying power [Rahu] had, even if she didn't know anything about the dark phantom star, she could still get a glimpse of the illusion she was in when she entered the Sealed Land.

And she refused to accept it, and she was able to refuse.

How... Incomprehensible.

In addition to her thoughts, the strange power she showed at the moment was even more unheard of in Jingle Chunshui.

'Earth'... Is it?

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After a few breaths, his mind flew and he was silent for a long time, before Jingle Chunshui said in a dumb voice, "Since you know, why do you want to accept Tiyì?" ”

He designed her because of the vibration of the seal, and at this time, looking at her expression, he knew that this person had actually been aware of his plan, so why did he agree?

She didn't care about anything, there was no need to be in such trouble.

After a long time, she replied softly, "I guess I can't refuse, right?" Her lips curled slightly, and her shallow smile was a little helpless, and seeing that he was a little surprised, she raised her hand and nodded her feet again.

At their feet, under the feet of the two of them, a door entwined with green vines quietly appeared.

Like a door painted on the ground, the green vines are self-conscious, quickly parting on both sides, revealing a thin black gap behind them.

Something came out of the depths, a wisp of smoke that was so faint that it almost disappeared.

Jingle Chunshui squinted his eyes, quietly watched the wisp of smoke rise, and heard her say again, "Even if he has a deep hatred, he can be regarded as protecting me at the last moment." ”

"I didn't know why I was here a few minutes ago, until now." In a cold voice, she said calmly and confusing words, "He has a residual trace of consciousness, even if his soul is annihilated... To get back to her. ”

His gaze slowly moved with the smoke, but his mind pondered her words———— who did 'he' and 'she' refer to?

The gaze moved a little, and a faint smoke floated in the dim space, gradually... Between the lightning and flint, Jingle Chunshui's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but lose his voice, "Luo Xuan? Is she Luo Xuan? ”

So———— 'he' wouldn't he...

In an instant, the mystery was revealed.

As the smoke floats, it slowly condenses into a faint shadow that can be almost ignored, like a line outlined by black and white ink.

A man was suspended on the side of Canglong's skull, even if the figure was weak enough to disappear in the next second, the kind of gentleness that was substantial was still too strong to ignore.

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I don't know if it's... Illusion.

The skull of the last queen seemed to lose its support the moment the phantom appeared, and the entire skull turned to ashes at a slow but visible rate.

The phantom dissipated at the same time.

After a long time, Jingle Chunshui turned his head in amazement, the eyes of the person beside him had not yet been withdrawn, with a strange look between his eyebrows, a sarcasm that seemed to be smiling, and a little shallow sadness, "Kiryu Takao~"

Slow timbre, sighing, "Persisting for thousands of years, I can finally die with her." ”

After sighing, she smiled again and said to the void, "I have repaid the favor I owe you, and from now on, I will only have unforgivable hatred for you." ”