The distant mountains are heavy, the grass and trees on the top of the mountain are covered by dust and smoke, the eastern border of Xunmeng Mountain is like a dim and dead river, the wind blows, the sea of fire is like a long chain, winding and surging in the surrounding mountains, and the flames are all over the sky.

The sky was low, the ink clouds were rolling, the war ghosts brought up a fierce wind, roaring and crashing into the mountains, rushing in all directions, those known as impregnable barriers broke one by one, and the light was like broken jade, falling into this vast ocean of death.

The crowd was surrounded by a protective array, floating in the air, and those who were not supported or injured could only be swallowed up by the frenzy, red blood splashed, and no bones remained.

Across the wide sea of fire, the spirit gathering spirit leads to stand high on the top of the mountain, and the streamer becomes more and more intense.

It's finally time to come.

I was afraid, but I also looked forward to it, as if I was finally about to end the long, dark night, and I got the final relief.

Countless lives are struggling in my mind, thousands of people are screaming in the monstrous sea of fire, slaves who are about to be thrown into the water to be buried cry for help by the big waves, the dark hall is crowded with beautiful girls who are crying in a ball, they will be chopped off their hands and feet, and then they will never see the light in the corner of the witch hall......

The pain was intense, I took the sword body into the spirit gathering guide, and the candle division followed closely with Qing Luo, who returned to the original body, Qing Luo jumped down lightly, and the candle division circled around the glazed white spirit gathering spirit lead.

Qing Luo raised her head and shouted, "Can you two do it?" The voice, along with her long-haired yellow dress, was almost shattered by the wind.

Candle shouted, "Short-lived ghost! Let's go! ”

I concentrated my thoughts, sealed my hands, and silently recited the long tone of Xuanyuan.

The already turbulent mountains grew more and more restless, and the broken rocks on the edge of the cliffs crumbled in the wind and fell into flames.

The Candle Chief roared and swooped towards the South Lake. The dragon body burning with red flames turned into a red shadow girl in an instant, jumped high, and cooperated with Xuanyuan Changyin, holding the green axe in both hands and slashing it hard.

The green axe brought up a dull gray shadow that was not alarmed, but the mountains suddenly collapsed in the darkness, and she raised her arm to split again, an axe. Two axes. Three axes......

The crumbling jade fell into the lake like rain, sending out thousands of ripples.

Qing Luo swept up in the air, her fingers were delicate. Xuan San's thoughts were opened and closed, and the scattered pear blossoms were gathered into the migration array on the Qiankun Pavilion like a hundred rivers going to the sea.

Several high mountains on the shore were razed to the ground by the candle division, and I collected all the long sounds of Xuanyuan, and produced eight thousand clouds and moons. Thousands of gravel floated in the air, quickly painted and woven into a huge spectrum of the sun, moon and mountains.

Qing Luo raised her slender arms. The pear blossoms filled the sky in an instant.

I gritted my teeth and gathered all my spiritual power towards the long sword, pressing them tightly around me.

"The host ?!!" A scream rang out.

I was stunned.

Thousands of clouds and waves. His eyes were full of blood, and he was floating in the air, looking at me in shock on the other side of the mountains. The flying light wrenched around it, and it struggled forward: "Master!" ”

Cold light poured in from all directions. The feeling of oppression became heavier and heavier, like a thousand mountains pressing on the top, and like a huge wave pushing a boat, I endured it strongly, and the long sword was violently trembling by the converging spiritual power.

"Master......" It climbed a collapsed twelve-eaves flying corner pavilion, its eyes locked firmly on me, white light like a net, dragged it back, it was finally furious, turned back and roared: "You are looking for death!" ”

The huge horn of the mountain was pushed out by it, and it crashed into another top of the clouds, and the colorful feathers swept through a large area of war ghosts, throwing them into the air, screaming and screaming, and then shattered into dust and smoke by the sword light of those fierce battles.

More and more spiritual power gathered towards me, and endless pain crushed my will with a thousand mighty forces.

The mountains and mountains are the map, the grass and trees are flying and the flowers are the guide, and the thousands of lakes are the array, this is the greatest pursuit of a wizard, and it is also the largest formation I have set up in this life.

"Short-lived ghost, that's enough! You're going to be gone! ”

The war ghost was like a rolling torrent, unstoppably turning over the broken mountains and the glamorous sea of fire, rushing to the distant sky, there was no light at the end of those vast wastelands, and the rich ink color engulfed a qiē.

"The ninth day of the first month! Stop it! ”

The sword cracked slightly, my brow furrowed, and I closed my eyes in pain.

"What does she want to do!"

Qing Luo's voice was hoarse: "Candle Division, stop her!" ”

"Chu Jiu, don't do stupid things! We can't save everyone! Stop it! ”

"Short-lived ghost!"

"The ninth day of the first month!" Qing Luo's voice became calm, but with a hint of trembling, "There is still a way to save you, turbidity and evil qi are nothing, Dumao can afford to think of you, let's go to it and ask what the way is, maybe it knows, it is the Ancient God General, the ninth day of the first month, stop quickly......" Her voice gradually dissipated in her ears.

A long, long time ago, I gave up, so many people told me that there must be a way to get rid of this turbid qi in my body, and I never took it to heart, not because I didn't believe it, but I was afraid, because the most devastating thing in this world is not despair, but hope.

"The ninth day of the first month!!"

The pain became more and more intense, every inch of my touch I could feel was trembling, and those spiritual powers were surging and staggering around me, and I was like falling into an abyss of ice for a moment, burning like a fire for a moment, like a corpse of five horses for a moment, and like being shattered into powder for a moment. They came from the four wildernesses of heaven and earth, I could vaguely see the war ghosts all over the mountains and the catastrophe that was killing in the trapped formation, more than 20 generals were trapped in the array, Yang Xiuyi desperately wanted to rush in, but was stopped by the man in purple and a man and a woman. Fu Li and Bai Xi carried my body and ran southward, more than twenty dark people closely protecting them, and their figures were faintly visible in the shadows of the mountains and trees, as thin as dust. The eight Venerables were about to catch up with them, and they were intercepted by the Changhong Sword Formation that rushed up in the sea of fire halfway, and then the mother-in-law and the Yiqing Elder, Yuying Zunbo, they appeared in sight, and they had a fierce confrontation with those Venerables.

The Tianwai Mountain in the eastern field of Qingyang Yuanling was engulfed by war ghosts, the longitudinal cloud jade and Jedi trapped formations in the north of the long gully were still there, and the turbid world laughter in the south had not disappeared, there were formations everywhere, and there were broken formations everywhere.

The picture gradually blurred, and I continued to hold on, but at this moment, that familiar and irresistible force struck, trying to pull me away. I gritted my teeth and almost shredded, but it didn't work.

The long sword shattered, instantly bursting with powerful spiritual power, rushing in all directions.

Howling in all directions, the wind was raging, and the huge Xunmeng South Lake set off a storm in an instant, and a pure and mighty pure power swept the world in an instant. Sweep away the evil.

I coughed up blood, my eyes were slightly open, and my left shoulder was pushed by a clear spiritual power, so that I was not dragged into the darkness by this body.

"Mother-in-law......"

She withdrew her arm, her eyes slightly distressed: "Are you feeling better?" ”

I nodded.

Su Zhi wiped the blood from the corner of my lips, and she said, "But what else can't be put down?" ”

I propped up my cold body, it was a cliff. The clouds are open. A slanting sunset adds a touch of color to the dusky earth.

In such a peaceful evening scene, thousands of war ghosts screamed and fled in all directions, turning into a grand black smoke in the towering mountains.

The sea of fire under the cliff is weakening. It will be completely extinguished, and then the frost will turn into ice, and the heaven and earth will turn into a red flame within a radius of a hundred miles outside this formation.

But there are still war ghosts at the end of the sight. They ran farther and farther, and I drooped my shoulders.

My mother-in-law held me up: "You have done your best. Before leaving, you don't have to be so bitter. ”

On the open clouds ten zhang away behind him, Bai Xi was caught by the dark man, and the nail was sealed in his throat. Shaking his head at me with difficulty but frantically. Xianyun old monster came in a hurry, as well as Mr. Yan Xian and those dark people, not for a long time. Several sect masters and elders who could speak from Kunlun also arrived.

"The ninth day of the first month!" "Short-lived ghost!"

Candle Si and Qing Luo rushed to the scene, but were stopped by Painted Sleeve and another maid.

Over there. The elders still regarded the catastrophe as a great enemy, some wanted to capture it, some wanted to kill it, and Yang Xiuyi finally approached it, and I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I saw that the catastrophe began to cooperate with him.

The mother-in-law called: "The ninth ...... of the first month"

I had already prepared for this moment, and there was really nothing I couldn't let go, I thought about it for a while, and said softly: "If you can, let the Yue family's Yiqiē end here." ”

Let us disappear forever, sleep purely, and never be disturbed by the world again, entangled with the world.

"Okay."

My mother-in-law agreed, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at me quietly, as clear as a clear spring, I removed my eyes and nodded slightly.

After more than six months of correspondence, how can I not know what kind of character my mother-in-law is.

What she did was in the eyes of others to protect me, but I know that she is for Yang Xiuyi.

She is afraid that after my death, Yang Xiuyi will be the same as six years ago, and what she has done now, Yang Xiuyi will not forget it.

If I hadn't died, maybe she would have caused me to die unexpectedly.

After all, who can't figure out which is more important, except for Yang Xiuyi?

With the howl of the war ghost in my ears, I stumbled to my feet and walked towards the edge of the cliff step by step, slowly, but with all my strength.

The long wind is blowing, the skirt is turning, and the long hair is dancing behind him.

I felt the pain all over my body, but I could clearly feel the hunger and thirst, and I licked my dry lips, not knowing how many days had passed.

How nice it would be if you could take a bite of Sydney pear from Johor, and if you could still eat Master's honey bean cake?

I've never had a choice in my life other than to advertise that two-one-one-five. It is located in the golden autumn long street, every evening, the street will be paved with a layer of warm gold by the sunset, the front of the car and horses are flowing, those carrying the burden, the cart vendors come and go endlessly. There is always a sweet fragrance on the street, as well as children laughing and chasing, and the bald Ah San who brings a few younger brothers to bully others from time to time.

The last dream I had in my life was the most beautiful dream of my life.

The closer you get to the edge of the cliff, the stronger the mountain wind, and I have seen too many deaths in this life, and I have experienced it several times, so I don't feel terrible. The only displeasure is those Kunlun Taoists, this process of being witnessed death is really disgusting.

A shout came from the distant sky: "Don't be on the ninth day of the first month!" ”

I paused.

Almost at the same time, a clear sound sounded, and a large protective array rose in the air, and six clear blue wall arrays carved with Ling Wei patterns surrounded me and my mother-in-law like a screen.

"The ninth day of the first month!" Yang Xiuyi's voice was behind him in the blink of an eye, panting heavily, and said angrily, "Mother! ”

Mother-in-law's voice was sluggish: "Cheng'er." ”

The sound of the shadow sounded, and the sword light broke through the air, hitting the crystal cone crisply and shattering.

I was stunned, my hands trembled slightly, this is not a formation that my mother-in-law can set up alone.

Uncle Yuying whispered: "Virtuous nephew ......"

"Why ......" Yang Xiuyi scolded angrily, "Why do you want to force us together!" Mother, unravel! ”

My mother-in-law didn't speak, and I couldn't see her expression.

Tears rolled straight down, and the love I had worked so hard to suppress finally broke, and it was only a little bit, a heartache that made life worse than death.

I wiped away my tears and walked on.

"The ninth day of the first month!!" Yang Xiuyi drank violently, "There is still a way to save you, you come here, I'll take you away!" No one can stop us, the ninth day of the first month!! ”

"Xiuyi!"

"Let it go! Let me go! He cried out in pain, "Mother! Stop the ninth day of the first month! ”

I bowed my head, wept bitterly, and looked back at him.

"The ninth day of the first month!"

He was held back tightly by several uncles, his sideburns dancing messily in the wind, and the slender wound on his left shoulder, left ribs, and right leg was still bleeding. The eyes that are used to being cold looked at me with a painful heartache, red and red, who had never seen this man who was so graceful and proud, and who was proud and lonely to show such a look of expectation and pleading.

I couldn't cry: "Cheng Cheng ......"

I have always told myself that since I have looked down on life and death, then my state of mind should also reach the point where everything can be determined like still water. But in the face of such Yang Xiuyi, the hatred and unwillingness in my heart became so strong.

When everyone was expecting me to die, he stood there alone, building the strongest bronze wall for me. When even I had given up on life, he was the only one who stubbornly found a glimmer of life for me in despair. If I could, I would be willing to pay a qiē to accompany him, not to let him be lonely, not to let him hate, but the things in my blood have always been there.

"Master!"

In the mottled pictures of the distant mountains, the pain of the catastrophe roared, and the grief and anger were intense.

Yang Xiuyi cried tears: "Chu Jiu, don't leave me alone, don't!" ”

My heart ached, and I cried: "Yang Xiuyi, take care of Zhan'er." ”

"The ninth day of the first month!"

The clouds and wind are howling, the mountains are magnificent, and I think of many people, fathers and mothers, aunts, little lanterns, eighteen, big brothers, they are crying, laughing, and their voices rise and fall in front of me.

The heavens and the earth seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, and I heard the sound of hunting with my skirt churning in the air, and suddenly I remembered the floating ballad of my master.

The clouds are slender, the flowers are idle, and the wind is rolling the stream. Ling Xiaohan, the world, the floating world is full of joy.

One autumn night, Shigong sat under the laurel tree and said with a smile: "You must know that the land under our feet is not owned by anyone, it embodies the hard work and hard work of countless people. This long floating world is achieved by the sacrifice of countless heroic ancestors and the self-creation of tens of millions of Li people. Although there are droughts and floods, and the ground moves and hail, the common people will continue to improve themselves and help each other. Even if the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, the people will still work in spring and summer, and harvest in autumn and hide in winter......"

I don't think that without the catastrophe and war ghosts, this world will always be safe and stable, but I still hope that no one in this world will ever suffer from unnecessary fear, no more family will suffer the pain of birth and separation, and no one will ever live a hard life like me.

The oncoming wind finally brought a little bit of coldness, and I wanted to look back at Yang Xiuyi again, but I was held back in time.

Closing my eyes, I took the last step, and the moment my body fell, I heard Yang Xiuyi's heart-rending cry, but a laugh sounded in my head: "My surname is Tian, my name is Chu Jiu, and I just picked it up by my master." (To be continued)

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