- Now.

The long black wind is still blowing endlessly, as if it has been blowing far away since the snowy night six years ago, until now it has finally caught up with the footsteps of death, and it has only touched the pale in Bian Que's black hair.

Zhang Liang was still floating in the void, leaning down and shaking Bian Que's stagnant body. His expression was terrified to the extreme, and his eyes were full of anxiety, all worried that Bian Que would die like this.

And Bian Que lay dead on the black ground, not moving for a long time. His empty shell body froze, and so did his bleak gaze, as if his life had come to an end, and he could no longer move.

The blood from the sword wound on his chest stopped flowing, and the red of blood finally began to solidify in the black soil. But on his still body, his thin chest and abdomen had completely collapsed, and he lay shriveled in the wind against his back.

Bian Que, who had no internal organs, was like a puppet that had been hollowed out of cotton wool, and fell to the ground desolately, and no one could pull him up.

No matter how much Zhang Liang sympathizes with his pain and worries about his safety, it is meaningless. Just like he told Zhang Liang, he was already dead, how could he survive?

Now this empty shell-like body existed as early as six years ago. Bian Que, he is already dead. He had been dead since that snowy night six years ago, since he had hollowed out his failing entrails with his own hands.

For so many years, from his following Ying Zheng, to the killing of Xu Fu, to now, for so many years, he has been using the extreme fantasy of "rosemary" to maintain his internal organs, and he has always been just living in this world through illusions.

Theoretically, Bian Que is not a living person at all, he is just dragging an empty shell like a walking corpse, with the help of fantasy, living in reality.

Although the viscera of "Rosemary" is flawless, every breath and heartbeat of his life is very real. But he knew, and he knew in the depths of his soul's consciousness, that he wasn't really alive.

However, Bian Que, he still has to repeatedly tell himself in his heart that his internal organs are real, and his survival is also true. He must believe without doubt that there will be no contradiction and rejection between fantasy and reality, that the constantly returning magic blue can better maintain the cycle of fantasy, and that the power of "rosemary" can better operate the internal organs of fantasy.

So Bian Que has actually been deceiving himself, trying his best to deny the truth he knows subconsciously. It is in this way that he can barely drag this empty shell and survive in the world.

But in fact, he has long had no expectations for life after living like this. He does not pursue happiness, nor is he obsessed with achievement, life is a journey for him that has nothing to do with truth or falsehood, and the world is only black and white.

Therefore, he often thinks that whether it is true or false, whether it is dead or alive, it is meaningless.

And for so many years, what has supported him to survive is only because of the ancient demon dao.

From the very beginning, after he accidentally opened the seal of the first ancient stone tablet and comprehended the secret art "Rosemary", he was fascinated by the mysterious power of the ancient demon path.

Later, after following Ying Zheng, he continued to try and explore, and sure enough, he unlocked other ancient stone tablets and saw more magical techniques of the ancient demon path.

Whether it is the "Demon Binding Crystal Coffin" that can seal the demon evil, or the "Thousand Eyes Multiplication Technique" that can give birth to the demon beast Thousand Pupil Python, every spell of the Ancient Demon Dao seems to condense the unspeakable mystery.

Especially later, he finally learned about the existence that was also listed as a forbidden technique in the ancient demon path - "Reincarnation Day"!

It was a forbidden technique that required the use of huge resources and a huge sacrifice to unleash it, leading the world to the ultimate forbidden art!

Bian Que was tempted, as an empty shell of a walking corpse, he only had one thing he wanted to do. He wanted to release the forbidden art "Samsara Day" and see the ultimate gorgeous scenery of that world!

With his strength alone, of course, it was impossible to cast such a superweight Demon Dao Forbidden Technique. But Ying Zheng can, and Ying Zheng, who becomes the new emperor of Qin and Chu, will control the resources of the entire country. As long as he helps, Bian Que can go to melt Ling Chi and cast forbidden spells. In fact, Ying Zheng wants to cast the forbidden spell Reincarnation Day more than him, so he fully supports it.

Therefore, the two of them are not monarchs and ministers in the true sense, they are just using each other and using each other's strength to achieve their own goals.

Bian Que doesn't care about Yingzheng's lofty imperial plans, and he doesn't have the so-called loyalty to the king. He does everything because of himself, simply because he wants to see the end of the world.

As for the huge resources that need to be consumed in the preparation of this huge spell, the countless lives that need to be sacrificed. Bian Que didn't care even more. As long as Ying Zheng can provide him with the materials he needs, he will concentrate on refining Ling Chi.

Anyway, for him, the life and death of all living beings, the survival of the world, are not important. In his bleak gaze, everything was just black and white.

His heart will not hurt even more, because he has no heart for a long time.

On that snowy night six years ago when he was reborn with fantasy, when Bian Que finally threw away his exhausted heart, he died.

He died, like a pile of necrotic and blackened internal organs, and was forever abandoned in the heavily guarded Xianyang Palace.

The kind, benevolent, looking forward to life, and wanting to save the world and the people, he died forever on the snowy night six years ago.

What has been alive in fantasy all these years is just a trace of residual thoughts about the mortal world, and there is no reason to die.

Therefore, when Liu Bang's sharp sword pierced through his thin body, accidentally destroying the fantasy cycle he had maintained for six years, he felt a sense of relief.

Yes, it's time for relief.

That's the end, Bian Que thought like this, anyway, he had no regrets. And he happened to die in the black ground, this place with only black, but it also reflected his state of mind, making him feel that death was a bit of an end.

Therefore, he did not use magic blue to close the wound on his chest, but let the blood flow wantonly, nor did he recast the spell "Rosemary" with the seal chanting spell, but in the destruction of the fantasy cycle, from those internal organs that did not exist in the first place, little by little.

So he lay quietly, letting his body collapse like a hollowed-out puppet, his gaze fixed on the last touch of coldness.

He heard that Zhang Liang seemed to be still nervously calling out to him, and even shaking him. But he didn't have the strength to react, and he didn't want to move again.

In fact, it's ridiculous to think about it, why did you meet such a naïve person when you died? How can you be so sincerely worried about the safety of the enemy......

What a "child" who doesn't understand the cruelty of the world at all......

But, either way, it all came to an end.

In his still gaze, he finally lay down in this death, which was six years late, without remembrance or pain.

- In the black field, everything is silent. The sky, the earth, the grass, the rocks, all the black at this moment gave birth to the end of death.

There is only a strange black light, which defies all death and darkness, and shows the vitality in the chaos.

Zhang Liang lay silently in the void, and the long wind blew and blew his silver hair hanging down. His eyes were awe-inspiring, his face was solemn, and he held a black spar in his hand and stretched out to Bian Que on the ground.

Bian Que, who had been lying quietly on the ground, was grabbed by Zhang Liang with his other hand and held his right hand on the black spar in Zhang Liang's hand.

At this moment, the released ancient book of words and spirits was still flying alone in the air, dancing in the wind. And all Zhang Liang's eyes were focused on the black spar in his hand, expecting a miracle to happen.

So the black spar held in the hands of the two people has been silently and vigorously emitting black light.

The black light moved in the air in a mysterious posture, like a soul desperately trying to break free from its bondage, and like a flame burning endlessly.

With a steady stream of black light, some powerful force began to appear, and poured into Bian Que's cold, empty body with the momentum of a torrent.

Then suddenly, in Bian Que's still gaze, he had already walked to the depths of death's consciousness, and suddenly a shocking dragon roar sounded.

Immediately after, the unbelievable happened, and the powerful force shook back in the dragon's roar to welcome Bian Que's death, guarding Bian Que's last breath of life, and saving his life.

Then, the stillness of death was broken, and Bian Que, who was lying on the ground, took a deep breath and suddenly woke up.

Bian Que, who was pulled back from the line of death, stared in disbelief at the black spar he was holding in his right hand with a cold gaze in his eyes.

And after Zhang Liang saw that Bian Que was finally alive, he let go of his hand with confidence, and put the black spar in Bian Que's hand, letting him hold it all the time.

Bian Que stared deeply at the black spar in his hand, his expression extremely shocked. It was the black hedron that emitted a strange black light in his own hands, and powerful life energy continued to emerge from the black light, and then flowed into his body, protecting the last trace of his life.

"Demon Dragon Crystal!" Bian Que, who was rescued, couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and then raised his stagnant gaze to look at Zhang Liang in front of him.

Unbelievable, he couldn't believe it at all, Zhang Liang actually took out a piece of Demon Dragon Crystal at this time to save his life!

That's right, the black spar that was held in Bian Que's hand and constantly overflowed with life energy was either something else, or the magic dragon crystal that Zhang Liang had been carrying.

The tyrant dragon that he, Mulan, and Han Xin originally killed together in Julu Canyon was a condensed demon dragon crystal!

And the Demon Dragon Crystal contains the innate powerful life force of the Tyrant Dragon, and the essence of its ability is to forcibly extend the vitality of any creature by ten percent!

Therefore, when Zhang Liang took out the Demon Dragon Crystal at this time, he was using his powerful life force to forcibly extend Bian Que's vitality. In other words, he was using the effect of the Demon Dragon Crystal to forcibly pull back Bian Que's dying life!

It should be said that no one in history has ever tried this. Because the definition of the utility of the magic dragon crystal has always been to prolong life, not to save life, and those who are lucky enough to get a piece of the magic dragon crystal will never be stupid enough to use it when they are dying. So in the past thousand years, Zhang Liang should be the first person to use the magic dragon crystal in a dying moment.

When Bian Que fell into death, he took out the magic dragon crystal in a hurry, wanting to bet on whether he could save Bian Que's life once.

In the end, a miracle happened as expected. Bian Que, who held the magic dragon crystal, came back to life from the border of death.

In fact, the so-called "life extension" and "life preservation" seem to have different effects, but they are both the same in essence. The logic behind it is the fate of life and death, when people use the magic dragon crystal to forcibly extend their lifespan, it is also indirectly prolonging the finish line of death.

Just like at this time, Bian Que, who was holding the Demon Dragon Crystal, stared at the cold gaze in his eyes, still unable to believe that he was alive again. He had lost most of his body's blood because of the sword wound in his chest, and his chest and abdomen were still collapsed and sunken, and he was still an empty shell with no internal organs.

But he lived...... Maybe he can't say he is alive, but at least, he is not dead! Obviously he lost too much blood and had no internal organs, but because of the magic dragon crystal in his hand, he just didn't die!

In fact, Bian Que's life is still standing on the edge of death, and every minute and every second of his last remaining life is flowing towards death. But at the same time, the magic dragon crystal in his hand is also releasing life energy every minute, filling the mutilation of life in his body.

As a result, Bian Que is like a water tank that has broken the bottom pit and is constantly filling with water, maintaining a delicate dynamic balance. Although his life force drains away as quickly as water, new water is constantly pouring in. And as long as there is water in the tank, as long as there is still a trace of life in his body. He will never fall into the abyss of death.

So in fact, the magic dragon crystal is not saving Bian Que, it is just "hanging" Bian Que's life with strong life force.

And as long as Bian Que keeps holding the magic dragon crystal in his hand, he can take this mutilated body that has lost too much blood and has no internal organs, and will be "hanged" to continue to live, with at least ten years to live!

But Bian Que still couldn't figure it out, although he could understand the principle of the magic dragon crystal "hanging" his life at this moment, but what he couldn't figure out was why Zhang Liang took out a piece of the magic dragon crystal to save him!

That's an incomparably precious magic dragon crystal! A piece of magic dragon crystal that is difficult for countless people and forces to fight for. Why? Why did Zhang Liang not hesitate to use such a precious thing to save his life? He's an enemy! Even sinners who have taken millions of lives!

"Why? You tell me why? You're going to save me with a dragon crystal? Bian Que looked directly at Zhang Liang's pupils with a cold gaze and asked in a deep voice.

"Are you willing to sacrifice a piece of Demon Dragon Crystal just to ask me about the secret of the Ancient Demon Dao Forbidden Technique?"

This was the only reason that Bian Que could think of in his heart, Zhang Liang had to save him, but no matter how he looked at it, the price of taking out a piece of magic dragon crystal was too great. Unless Zhang Liang is really compassionate to the world, in order to end Ling Chi in the safest way, he will not hesitate to give up his ten-year life.

But Zhang Liang exhaled lightly, reached out and took down the ancient book of Yanling hanging in the air, and then looked back at Bian Que with a calm face, and said in a deep voice.

"I'm not trying to save you, I'm hoping you'll figure it out...... Everyone has the right to control their own life, and if you really don't want to live, give me back the dragon crystal. ”

"I will find a way to end Ling Chi myself, and I will not disturb your death again."