There was a soft sigh in his ears, and the hand held in the palm of his hand quietly turned into a breeze, and the goose-yellow woman also dissipated like a light smoke.

Bai Tang raised his head and walked forward silently.

He felt a throbbing pain in his chest, as if someone was hammering his heart all at once, and his lost thoughts came back.

He walked forward, catching another figure in his eyes.

The man was half-kneeling in the lava, his whole body was a fiery red, except for his eyebrows, which were pure black.

Bai Tang's steps were faster, and he almost ran up.

Who's this? Is it what he asks for? Was it the suffering of his life? Is it the nothingness of his thoughts?

Go to his suffering, go to his begging but can't get it, this is his family ink god, Xie Bi'an's Fan is helpless, it is Bai Tang's ink pardon, and it is the ink pardon that has only one appearance in his life.

Even if he was licked by the flames all over his body, even if his eyebrows were stained with hideousness, he was still Fan Wusu who had accompanied him through countless years, the ink god who accompanied him from youth to maturity, and the ink pardon with a cold face, clear and sharp as the ice edge under the eaves.

His body was covered with chains, his eyes seemed to look straight at him like a cold pool, his eyelashes were long and curled, and his cheeks were angular and angular, so that even the most skilled craftsman could not carve out a single bit of his coldness, and he said, "You are here." ”

The sound was as cold as ever, just fished out of the cold pond, and a layer of ice ballast could fall off with a slight touch.

Bai Tang squatted in front of him, looking at him at level, his eyes suddenly sour, and he said, "Where have you been?" ”

He reached out to pull the chains wrapped around Mo Yu's body, and layers of blisters appeared on his hot hands, but he didn't seem to feel pain.

Mo Yu said, "I've been waiting for you here. ”

Bai Tang's good-looking peach blossom eyes bent up, and he smiled as every time before, and he said, "I'm afraid this brain is broken?" What's there to wait for, you should go find me, I still have the tracker you drew on me, you can find me in one go. ”

The chains on Mo Yu's body couldn't be pulled down no matter what, and those chains spread to him like even living creatures.

Bai Tang only felt a stream of scorching heat rushing up to his body, and he was powerless to even struggle.

Mo pardoned: "I'm in purgatory, are you with me?" ”

"Okay." Bai Tang said, the corners of his mouth provoked a smile, and his eyes drooped slightly, "But I don't want you to be in hell, I want to send you to the world." ”

Mo Yu said: "The world is full of purgatory, and without the world, this place is very good." ”

"It's not good," Bai Tangha laughed, raised his head again, and his eyebrows were still full of vitality and liveliness, "How can this ghost place be good?" It's all about flames, there's no land, you can't grow green plants, there's no river, you can't catch big fish, where is it? ”

"Not at all, you shouldn't be here." Bai Tang's voice gradually lowered, and there were more and more chains wrapped around his body, but his eyes became clearer and clearer, "Lao Mo, you have to go to the world, or the underworld, you have to fry the little yellow croaker when you are free, or go to the underworld to read two books......"

He spoke softly, and finally pulled the heavy chains, slowly,

Firmly raised his hand and took the tall man into his arms.

The flames were boiling all around, and the Soviet Union was entangled in his body, Bai Tang gave Mo Yu a hug, felt the pain of the flames, and said softly: "I have to go." ”

Gotta go! Even if the purpose of his visit is vague, he has to go!

He couldn't think of what he was going to take, but there always seemed to be someone whispering in his ear that it was time to go, and that he must go forward.

The hesitation in his heart was replaced by those vague and real pictures in his mind, and the balance in his heart finally tilted, and he could no longer deceive himself and indulge in this whitewashed peace.

The person in his arms dissipated like a breeze, Bai Tang didn't look back, he just quietly maintained the posture of hugging him, until the figure was no longer there, he stood up freely, and the chains stained with fire on his body fell with a clatter.

At this moment, Bai Tang finally completed his merits, his mind was clear, and he saw at a glance an emerald green branch, headless and tailless, bare, like a wooden stick, quietly floating in mid-air.

Bai Tang still had thousands of emotional ups and downs in his heart, he tilted his head, there seemed to be that person's cold and hard face on his pupils, and even his chest seemed to have that burning pain.

A deep sigh suddenly sounded in his ears, which seemed to pass through countless years, and from ancient times directly to his ears.

The heart that drifted to the distance was instantly sober, and it was impossible to see him again in his magic barrier, and God would treat him kindly.

……

The sword was so sharp that it fell from above to his neck in the blink of an eye.

The despair in Su Yuxiu's eyes was almost overflowing, and the only remaining spirit she had left shouted desperately in her heart, hoping that person could give her a little response.

But there was silence all around, and there was silence in the void time tunnel, and not even the sound of the wind was heard.

"Click~"

Suddenly, the sword slashed at her neck with a creepy sound, and a strand of her long hair was shaved off.

Su Yuxiu was still motionless and half-kneeling on the ground, not feeling pain, only hoping that this body, which had been piled up with countless treasures and elixirs, could resist for a little longer, a little longer.

Haotian raised his hand for the second time, and the sword body as bright as autumn water reflected her wooden face, and the hideous wound on her neck.

flesh and blood, but there is no blood.

"Click~"

The second sword also fell in an instant, and Haotian's pure white robe gradually blurred in her eyes.

I can't hold it anymore......

Why hasn't he come back yet? Will he be able to come back?

Her eyes stared motionlessly ahead, as if someone would come out of there in the next second and smile mischievously at her.

The only remaining spirit of her body screamed in despair, and a faint voice seemed to sound in her heart.

Her pupils dilated, and she watched Haotian raise her hand for the third time, looking at her without pause.

"Bai Tang!"

She shouted, with all her might.

She thought the whole world could hear her shout, but in reality, she didn't even move her lips.

The sword fell out of thin air, but she was not afraid at all, and even a faint smile appeared in her pupils.

Because she heard her name, three times.

Haotian's sword finally fell, and with a "click", the body that turned the gods and demons upside down finally separated, and instantly turned into starlight and countless aura, filling the entire space.

Haotian greedily absorbed the abundant aura, like a hungry person finally eating fragrant meat.

On the other hand, the person who had just walked out of the distant past was instantly devastated, he only had time to glance at the white-haired Su Yuxiu, only to see the joy and joy in her eyes, and before he could taste it, she disappeared in front of his eyes.

Like a fragile light, it disappeared silently in front of his eyes.

Bai Tang fell to the ground, his body was a little unsteady, his chest was even more empty, the candle flame was finally completely extinguished, and he became a heartless person again.

Everything around began to come alive, the water of the Tianhe River began to ripple, and a small noise began to be heard on the Buzhou Mountain, and the people who threw themselves in the air finally fell to the ground, and the magic weapon that had not bloomed finally released its light.

The misty white mist on this platform quietly dissipated, revealing Haotian, the only one standing on it.

Bai Tang didn't have a heart, but he felt that his heart was wrenching, and that feeling made him cover his chest, as if he couldn't even breathe.

Why is it gone? He didn't even have time to say a word to her, no matter what it was, even if it was to say goodbye...... How can it just disappear?

This woman, she single-handedly made the world like this, fought with the heavenly court to the death and resurrection, almost slaughtered the gods of the heavenly realm, and put the water of the heavenly river into the Three Realms, so that there is no one in the world and no ghosts in the underworld...... But she later said that she would let go of it, saying that she would return the lively world to Bai Tang, and she would really do everything to return that world to him.

Is she an infatuated person who loves life and death, or is she a selfish ghost who is so cold that she takes all her love and hate into her alone?

From what they know, she has been doing good and saving people in the past few years, being a living immortal for many ordinary people, giving them faith, giving them hope, and saving them from absolute darkness, but in the next few years, she has single-handedly pushed all her believers into death, is she good or evil?

Bai Tang couldn't tell the difference, he just felt extremely sad, and his mind couldn't help but think of her face, her absurd but warm past with him, the charm when she gave him a flower, and the cunning of forcibly giving him a birthday.

How can you admit that this woman has finally occupied a place in his heart with her ruthless hands? It's not love, but it's more indistinguishable from love and hate than pure love between men and women, like a sting piercing into his heart, no matter how hard he tries, he can't pull it out.

She didn't give him a chance to refuse at all, and she lived in his heart with her life domineeringly, becoming a shadow that he will always remember and pay tribute to in the future.

Bai Tang pressed his chest, like a fish out of water, gasping for breath in vain.

The four fetishes he also placed in his chest were still glowing, and the coldness in his limbs gently receded.

This is not the time to be in a daze, he thought

。

"You're back." Haotian seemed to have finally noticed him, raised his eyebrows slightly to look at him, still looking as cold as the moon in the sky, and spoke in a calm and thin tone.

Bai Tang felt unprecedentedly angry, he barely suppressed the irritability, and said, "Yes, I'm back!" ”

Haotian closed his eyes and said: "Back then, you robbed her who was supposed to sacrifice to the sky, and now she died because of you, which shows that the destiny of heaven has been set early, although it has not changed for ten thousand years." ”

Bai Tang sneered and said, "Bullshit's destiny! Haotian, there are so many lies, you even wrap yourself in it, and you feel that you are really the Supreme of the Three Realms who is dedicated to the public and has no favoritism? ”

"What about the world, what about the hundreds of millions of living beings in the future, heh, you are simply for yourself!"

Haotian didn't argue with him, he only tried his best to recover his strength, and said calmly: "Fool." ”

Because stupidity is human nature, and the person in front of him has not yet left the scope of human beings and cannot stand on a higher perspective, so he does not understand.

(End of chapter)