Zhao Yanqing has been living a good life in the recent period.

The power he had longed for was being obtained by him day by day.

More important than strength is the belief in the heart, a lofty goal.

He looked at the back in front of him, and his heart was full of determined heat.

That's what he says to follow, that's the source of faith in his heart.

If you can't feel the temperament of that person, the great power that makes everything fall apart, you will never understand his greatness and nobility.

In Zhao Yanqing's eyes, it was a totem, a realm, a symbol that could tear apart all restraints.

Compared to his current life, looking back, he feels like he lived in vain in his previous life.

They are fleeing the place.

This was Li Yuechen's sudden decision.

This place is already very dangerous for them.

The sun is setting, about to disappear behind the mountains, and the western sky is a dark purple and gold color.

Night is coming.

Zhao Yanqing quickened his pace.

He was not reconciled, he was not reconciled to leave this place.

This is their homeland, this is their hometown, and there are still aspirations they have set here. They want to subvert the orthodoxy of the Zhou Tian Academy, they want to trample the high mansion master under their feet, step on his head with their feet, and then slowly cut it off with their swords, in front of everyone......

They are going to defeat the myths of this land, and then go to their Shinto, the great Shinto that leads to the lawless......

Now, however, they are moving away from here.

Night is coming.

In front, Li Yuechen, who was walking on a barren grass hill, suddenly stopped, and his figure paused in the last bleak sun.

His long hair was fluttering, stirred by the evening breeze, outlining the trajectory of the wind one by one. The long fluttering hair is like his heart that can't be calmed at this moment.

He has begun to awaken.

He began to understand who he was.

He began to understand that he had two enemies of life and death, one named Zhou Ming and the other named Xue Rou, who brought him new life, but they also brought him death.

In his heart, the shadow of death has been planted.

That shadow often made him shudder and feel uneasy. What he cultivated was the legendary ruthless Great Divine Dao of Ice and Fire, and his heart was like ice and fire entangled, pure and ruthless, how could there be such a shadow?

If he couldn't completely eliminate that shadow, then he would never be able to cultivate his ruthless Ice and Fire Great Divine Dao to the extreme realm.

Zhou Ming and Xue Rou are the old enemies in his life.

He looked back at the land behind him.

"Zhou Ming, Xue Rou, I, Li Yuechen, will come back after all. Now I've learned everything. What you have, I have. I will build a kingdom of God in a place far away from you, using your Zhou Tian teachings, and then destroy it with my own hands, and sacrifice the way of my heart. When I succeed, I will kill back, and I will trample on the Ghost God Mountain, suppress you under your feet, and let you see with your own eyes how the glory you have built is destroyed under my power. All tangible splendor is a dream bubble after all, and only my ruthless ice and fire are the eternal path of truth......"

Looking back at the land that was cloaked in the remnant sun and was gradually disappearing into the night, some terrifying resentful thoughts were constantly emerging in Li Yuechen's heart.

Since he woke up, he has become more and more unable to calm down.

He felt like a soft water pipe, and the way he held was the strong current. They flowed and sprayed so vigorously that the hose shook uncontrollably, venting the water in all directions......

He felt that he was not strong enough to harness the power of the Shinto that was awakening in his heart.

And here, it's too dangerous.

He knew that Zhou Ming would not let go of himself, and his eyes and ears were really everywhere now.

He must get out of here!

It's not a cowardly departure, it's just a strategy to retreat.

When he's strong enough, he'll definitely come back.

This entanglement of fate, the confrontation between life and death, will eventually come to an end.

Either you die, or I die!

Only one can have the last laugh!

Seeing Li Yuechen looking back, Zhao Yanqing, who was surging in his heart, couldn't help but stop and turned around to look behind.

Night has fallen!

I don't know when I'll be able to come back?

He looked forward to the day when he would return, not as obscurity.

On that day, the heavens and the earth should tremble at their coming.

It should have been early in the morning, and they had come out of the thickest darkness before dawn and descended with the rising sun.

On that day, the sunshine will be the flame of their revenge......

Such a thought flashed in his heart, Zhao Yanqing couldn't help but feel a frenzy in his heart, and the whole person suddenly became a little excited, and even his hands were slowly clenched, and his body had a sickly trembling.

His breathing gradually became rapid, his eyes began to widen, and in his pupils, in the rolling twilight, a girl's figure slowly emerged, as if she was the night that enveloped heaven and earth to come to this world.

She had long, ice-blue hair that swayed slightly in the night, swaying with her steps, as if stirring up the night.

Her figure looked thin, giving people the impression of being so slender and weak, wearing a dress like ice and snow, the hem of which reached only the knees, and her skin was crystal white, like a ghost walking out of the night.

She's Cheryl.

Cheryl, who came to end a variable in this game.

She walked out of the night like this, into Zhao Yanqing's eyes, into his spirit, into his soul, so wonderful, so beautiful, and then bloomed in Zhao Yanqing's soul like a rose.

The name of that strange rose is death.

As death blooms, Cheryl passes by his side.

Zhao Yanqing's soul began to wither, and the pain in it was incomprehensible, Zhao Yanqing's body slowly bent, holding his head with both hands, as if he wanted to scream, but when his mouth opened, it was just withering and decaying......

His whole being was withering and withering, and at a slow pace, it was being pickled and devoured little by little by endless pain......

"Li Yuechen?"

Xue Rou made a voice and walked towards Li Yuechen in front.

Li Yuechen's eyes widened, only to find that Xue Rou's eyes were closed.

An indescribable fear came out of his heart, and he couldn't help but go backwards.

It's so fast!

The enemy is coming too fast!

He never expected that the enemy would arrive so soon.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

Li Yuechen let out a sharp voice.

Xue Rou's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a strange smile, tilting her head, looking at Li Yuechen at this moment: "I feel your fears! They are strong, but they are not enough. This little fear is not enough to wash away the resentment and madness in your heart, and the murderous intent that seeks to destroy my peace......"

When Li Yuechen heard this, his momentum soared, and he laughed wildly: "You want to kill me?

Xue Rou's smile was even more weird: "Then why are you afraid of me? I really can't kill you now, but it will be you who will kill you." To be precise, it's your inner fear, and then, invite you to feel your true fear!"

A flame, a flame called fear, burned from the depths of Li Yuechen's soul and quickly enveloped his whole body......

In the darkness of the night, screams were heard endlessly, expressing the most hysterical and appalling fear in the world......