Crimson Moon Chapter 114: Build an Immortal Body!

Jiang Cheng's body fell into darkness, his whole body was weightless, falling down, falling down, he didn't have any expression, his face was pale.

Finally he felt like he had fallen to the ground and had been lying in the dark, and he began to feel a little tired and slowly closed his eyes.

"Xiao Cheng, get up! Today is the New Year, we are going to visit the temple fair!" A familiar voice sounded in Jiang Cheng's ears, warm and comfortable.

Jiang Cheng got up from the bed, his hair was a little dazed, he rubbed his eyes, and couldn't keep up.

"What's going on, didn't you sleep well? Did you stay up late last night to review, you don't have to work so hard, you're already very good!"

Jiang Che gave Jiang Cheng a glass of milk, this was their rental house in the city, the simple decoration and some wooden furniture made Jiang Cheng feel very warm.

Jiang Cheng drank the milk, still feeling a little dizzy, as if he had forgotten something.

"I see the way you struggled just now, did you have a nightmare?" Jiang Che sat beside Jiang Cheng, looked at his proud younger brother, and asked softly.

Jiang Cheng nodded, his expression was strange, Jiang Che laughed, "I want to know what kind of nightmare can scare you!"

Jiang Cheng touched his head, he couldn't remember, but he always felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing.

"Let's go, let's go see the temple fair, when I perform, you remember to bring those gadgets, let's take advantage of the Chinese New Year, earn more living expenses, and live a better life!"

Jiang Che waved his hand at Jiang Cheng, and the two of them went out with a small cart and a stall.

On the crowded streets, everyone has a smile on their faces, and it is a festive festival when adults and children come out to play.

Jiang Cheng looked at the children who were being led away by adults, and he was really a little envious, but fortunately, there was still an elder brother beside him who could rely on each other and take care of each other.

One night of fish, dragon and snake dance, the New Year, the streets are full of lively atmosphere, red lanterns hung high, lion and dragon dances, festive red dotted with noisy streets and alleys.

Jiang Cheng opened the stall on the opposite side of the stage, Jiang Che went to sing, he took care of the stall here, and he could make a small profit in previous years, which was enough for a few months' expenses.

There were people coming and going on the street, Jiang Cheng took a small bench and sat next to the stall, when there were people, he greeted business, and when there was no one, he watched Jiang Che sing on stage.

Jiang Che sang "Romance of the Gods", sang "Farewell My Concubine", and "Guan Yu Walks to the Wheat City", sang to a high place, had emotional attacks, and even secretly wiped tears.

Jiang Cheng suddenly had a deep feeling in his heart, as if there was no one else sitting in this play, Jiang Cheng was sitting alone.

Jiang Che sang on stage, Jiang Cheng listened offstage, one of them entered the play, one person came out of the play, and then entered the play, and then played, over and over again.

Countless scenes floated through Jiang Cheng's mind, he had never seen those gray scenes, but they seemed to be engraved in his mind.

Sadness spread in his heart, and Jiang Cheng didn't know why, his heart ached.

What Jiang Cheng sang on stage, where is the play, it is clearly Jiang Cheng's state of mind at the moment.

A song sets the weight of the building, and at a glance and half a life, all you see is the treacherous clouds.

The love is deep and long-lived, and I don't look back when I enter this door, and I see the endless story of the Yellow Springs, but I can't stay in the world.

"Brother..."

Jiang Cheng just wanted to stand up and shout, but a pair of young men and women came to the front of the stall, and when they saw the tears of the stall, the men and women were a little puzzled.

The young man looked at Jiang Cheng's face, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Jiang... Senior Brother Jiang Cheng!"

Jiang Cheng froze, how could this unknown young man in front of him recognize himself?

"Brother, who is he?" the girl tugged at the boy's sleeve, and the boy's face was filled with a look of fanaticism.

"Xiao Ning, this is what I told you, the god-level figure of our school, Senior Brother Jiang Cheng!"

The young man introduced the girl, Jiang Cheng looked at the appearance of the two, and two familiar figures suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Little... Xiao Yi... You are Lu Yi!" Jiang Cheng's fingers pointed at the young man with a little trembling, and he said in disbelief.

The young man was stunned for a while, "Senior brother, you know me!"

Jiang Cheng frowned, he didn't know how to blurt it out, anyway, it was very familiar.

"This is my sister, Lu Ning, who is about to be admitted to our school, but she may miss it with Senior Brother Jiang Cheng, and Senior Brother is going to be admitted to university!"

The smile on Lu Yi's face was bright, the girl next to him was petite and cute, standing beside Lu Yi, jumping to his side, and shouting sweetly, "Hello senior!

"Lu Ning..."

Jiang Cheng's brain was extremely painful, and a large amount of information poured into his brain, and he was unstable, did not stand, and fell into the canal next to him.

He thought of that stormy night, a girl held his hand and wrote those beautiful sentences on the wishing card, the two watched the lights together, ate rice cakes together...

"Little Lemon... Xiao Yi..."Jiang Cheng muttered in the icy water.

There were still two people's hurried cries for help above, but Jiang Cheng didn't want to come up at all, he sank into the water.

Finally he touched the bottom and opened his eyes, and there was darkness all around.

A black shadow stood in front of him, and although it was dark all around, Jiang Cheng could clearly feel that the person was standing in front of him.

Jiang Cheng slowly stood up, and the man spoke: "Born as a spirit, died as a hero, have you come to your senses?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head, his concept of life and death was still very vague.

"What is life and death?" the man asked again.

"To live is to live, and to die is to leave!" Jiang Cheng replied.

"Hehe! Wrong, living is not necessarily the same as life, and leaving the world is not death!" the man smiled.

"Why do you say that?" Jiang Cheng didn't know why he started discussing life and death with this guy.

"Some people die in their thirties and don't rest in peace until they are in their eighties, and some people leave in their teens, but his soul guides people forward!"

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and groaned, what this man said was not unreasonable.

"Death is just a torturer's purgatory, in fact, at the beginning of the story, all the protagonists are dead!"

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng couldn't understand.

"All people will experience growth, every stage is the death of a soul, from the naivety of childhood, to the enthusiasm of youth, to the maturity of middle age, and the look of old age, everything is like this!"

The man said leisurely, "When you go through a stage and look back on the past, you take a closer look, if you change that person's face and name, do you still think that naïve person will be you?"

Jiang Cheng opened his mouth and was speechless.

He used to hate opera, thinking that there was nothing good to hear, but it was very noisy, but now when he listened to it again, he found that this is not a drama, but life, seven emotions and six desires, joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

How many people have been stumbling for more than ten years, but in the end they look back and sigh, empty and sad.

"Death is also the end and the beginning!" the man said and disappeared into the darkness.

Instead, a few beams of light fell from the darkness, and several people came out of the beams.

Lu Yi: "Senior Brother Jiang Cheng!"

Lu Ning: "Senior Brother Jiang Cheng~~"

Elena: "......"

These people flashed in front of him one by one, but Jiang Cheng couldn't grasp it, and the last hand fell on his shoulder.

"Xiao Cheng, use my strength, live! Go and write a life-and-death ending to this story!"

"Brother!" Jiang Cheng turned around and hugged Jiang Cheng warmly, "Brother, you're here to save me again!"

"Hehe! Brother will always accompany Xiao Cheng, I am your shadow, as long as you go, I will go wherever you go! Born to die, go and defeat the strong enemy!"

Jiang Che encouraged Jiang Cheng, and the two looked at each other with teary eyes, speechless and choked.

Jiang Che's figure turned into a pear blossom as white as flying snow and dissipated.

Jiang Cheng looked at the scattered pear blossoms, took them to the palm of his hand, and placed them in the heart of his chest.

"Brother..."

"Xiao Cheng, use my strength to live and complete your mission!"

......

A figure flashed quickly in the gray sky, and he came to the top of the sacred mountain of Olympus, and he trampled the entire divine realm under his feet, and let out a loud laugh of triumph.

Mu Lan looked at the peak of the Olympus Holy Mountain, endless sadness in her brows, tears rolling down her face.

"No... How could he have failed!"

Mu Lan's whole body was weakly paralyzed to the ground, and the appearance of this demon also meant that the team led by Jiang Cheng was completely wiped out.

Dio and Iye looked up at the sky, they didn't know what the guy was, but the laughter he let out was chilling.

There was cold rain in the sky, and this season was supposed to be a hot summer, but the rain was cold and strange.

"Finally... I'm finally back, and what about the gods, and what about the superpowers, they've been defeated by my men after all!"

"Hahahaha!"

Satan pointed to a spot on the ground, and the ground instantly changed into a dead land, and the agents and operators in it turned into white bones.

Everyone cried out, they had never seen this kind of power, it was as if they had seen a ghost.

"Cry, cry, let me feel your fears, and soon the world will be quiet!"

The demon laughed uncontrollably, his fingers dotted everywhere, and everywhere the black power went, it turned into desolation.

Satan spreads his wings and shakes off countless pitch-black destructive forces.

"Destroy, die!" the demon revealed his murderous side, and this was only the beginning of his killing.

Mu Lan watched those black powers fall blankly, she couldn't do anything, this kind of thing beyond comprehension couldn't resist.

People ran and wept, and Dio hugged Io.

The most terrible thing is not death, but waiting to die under extreme torture.

Suddenly, a burst of white light flashed in the sky, and the black destructive power met the white light and dissipated.

Everyone also flashed in front of them, and the white expanse in front of them was in front of them, and then the ghost slowly appeared.

"What man!" Satan shook his head and wiped his eyes as the white light flashed at him.

At this moment, a man in a black coat and hat with no visible face appeared on the hill next to him, and Satan was shocked.

He didn't feel the appearance of this person at all.

"Who are you!" Satan said, pulling out his demonic claws and grabbing them at the man in black.

The man in black snorted coldly, and his fingers swelled, and a wave surged, detonating a wave of light, shattering his demonic claws, and even breaking off his fingers.

Satan's eyes flashed with disbelief, "How is that possible!"

The man in black didn't stop his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a white light broke through the sky and smashed towards Satan, as if the entire mountain peak had been split.

Satan's whole body was out of control, and in the white light, he almost turned to ashes, and in his desperation, he once again resorted to nothingness, turning his body into an invisible force to escape.

Even so, he was smashed to the bottom of the mountain range, and just as the man in black was about to make a move, a powerful aura rushed up.

The man in black lowered his gaze and flicked his sleeves away, and he stepped into the white light and disappeared.