My heart shuddered, and my fingertips trembled.

"Sure enough!" He hugged me tightly with one hand, his pale lips pressed against my ear, and the thin lip flap gently opened and closed and brushed the pinna, "It turns out that this is the purpose of your trip today...... Hmm~ The water god is coerced by the Netherworld Demon Venerable, and the Emperor of Heaven is furious, and in order to rescue the water god, he has to attack the demon world on a large scale, lead the righteous teacher, and do the right thing for the sky! ”

"Look, what a perfect excuse. Where the people want, justice goes. Xu Feng sighed to himself, far away...... "He took my earlobe in his mouth and rubbed it affectionately with the tip of his tongue repeatedly, and finally, with a bite, a drop of warm blood slowly slipped down my strong side.

"It's a pity, I'm disappointed, I've been prepared, and the millions of ghosts in the Netherworld will prepare for battle day and night, just at this moment!" He looked up, a bloodthirsty smile blooming on this almost unbelievably perfect face, his lips bright red, and he spat out two words neatly, sonorously to the ground.

"Fight!"

The river is boundless, and the water is traceless and the soul is endless. The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the armor light opened to the sun.

With a cloth of water, the Emperor of Heaven is dressed in dusty white clothes, standing with his hands in his hands, behind him are the thirty-six heavenly generals of the heavenly realm, countless heavenly soldiers come from the clouds, the magic weapon in his hand is cold and cold, reflecting the noon sun so that people can't look directly.

At the end of Lechuan, he stood at the ferry, hunting red robes and flying wildly, the dark clouds rose and fell, and the sun was overwhelmed. The Ten Palaces Yama personally went into battle, the ghosts and spirits waited for the commander's order, and the ghosts and demons were in charge.

Except for the flowing clouds and the whimpering of the wind, there was not a single sound, not a single movement, and a heavy and evil breath was slowly brewing in the silence, bit by bit.

I was seated in a large, open, ebony chair, surrounded by extravagant extravagance, long fringes cascading down the back of the chair like a woman's gentle hair, rising and falling in the clouds. I reached out and grabbed a handful, watching them slip between my fingers, delicate to the touch, and densely piercing into my almost paralyzing heart.

It was only two steps away from him, but it was farther than a Lethe River across it. I looked at him, he looked at him, he looked at me. What a ridiculous, weird reincarnation.

"Runyu didn't come here today to fight in love, just to bring back the water god." The Emperor of Heaven was the first to open his mouth, and those pure and dusty eyes looked at me fixedly, what was hidden in his eyes? Trance is anxious loss and deep uncertainty, but how is that possible? He is always inscrutable, and his wit is hidden.

"Oh-" The phoenix snorted softly, and the narrow phoenix eyes were raised mightily, and the sound was like a Qiang flute opening slowly, echoing between the banners, "What if I don't let go?" ”

The Iron Beast beside the Heavenly Emperor stomped his hooves, raised his head irritably and let out a snort, he tightened the reins in his hand, and said indifferently: "In this way, there is only the first salute and then the soldiers!" ”

The phoenix looked up to the sky and smiled, "Why bother to say more, as you wish!" ”

Under the autumn sky, a burst of heavenly drums was beating, the horn sounded, the sorrow moved, the three armies and horses did not know the number, but they saw the silver mountains coming all over the sky.

As if it were just a mistake at a glance, the killing was like a jar of kicked wine in the silence, and the bloody pouring dissipated in an instant. Lethe River is no longer quiet in the past, for a time, above the river, the car is wrong and the hub is short-handed, the drill is angry at each other, the sword whip is hooked and the halberd is used, the bow is moved, the arrow falls, the Ling Yu array is in the remaining line, the left is killed and the right blade is wounded, and there is no way to go in and out, and there is no return.

There are gods who will fall into the Lethe River and never get up again, and there are also demons who are among the gods and arrows, and their souls are scattered. In the confrontation between the two armies, only the second marshal stood still, looking at all living beings ruthlessly, strategizing, as if everything had already been predicted.

I am the only one, who can neither be a pawn on the battlefield, nor a general who has exhausted such a mechanism, at most I can only be a raft to cross the river, an excuse to provoke war, and I am powerless to watch from the wall, and I am afraid that in the future, I will remain infamous for the ages, and be scolded by the world for the two worlds.

I suddenly remembered that the Buddha's grandfather had compared me to a tiger in the mountains, and I thought it was ridiculous at the time, but when I reflect on it today, there is nothing wrong with it.

I looked at the side face of the phoenix, as if sensing my gaze, he also turned his head, a pair of midnight eyes deep and boundless, a gentle smile, such as Kunlun jade falling in the southwest corner, but no longer see the upside-down sun and moon affectionate lingering laughing vortex, the rest, is only the snow full of bow knives, hatred, contempt, no love...... The end of the world is just a stone's throw away. Gradually, the soldiers of the heavenly realm became weaker, and the demon gradually gained the upper hand, and the light of vengeance illuminated one of his faces, and the blood stained on his lips had long since dried up, but in this light, his face oozed a strange whiteness, burning through...... A faint layer of smoke escaped from his fingers, slowly floating around him, but he frowned lightly and pursed his lips.

Could it be a backlash?

I suddenly felt a little afraid, afraid of the unknown and mutilated herbs in the golden pill.

I panicked to look at the Emperor of Heaven, but I saw that he tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell into the distance, looking at those flowing clouds, in the noisy and clashing of Zheng Zheng weapons and killings, quietly lost his mind, lonely and silent in the world that I could not see.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at me at the moment I looked at him, and in an instant, his eyes were full of stars and brilliance.

He opened his mouth, silent but silent, and I understood the shape of his mouth, "Mi'er, go home." ”

I looked at him fixedly, and gently opened my mouth to spit out a mouth, "Medicine!" ”

Suddenly, he stiffened and turned his face away. I was so anxious that I fell off my seat.

The clouds under the chair dispersed, and there were messy and open thorns, the roots were thorny, the thorns were stained with blood, and the howls of the ghosts stirred in the ears. However, just when I thought I was going to fall into the thorn bush, I was stretched out and sat down on the chair again.

A corner of the red robe flickered in front of him, and it turned out to be a phoenix. By the time I came back to my senses, he had already stood back in his place, his eyebrows and eyes were even more gloomy, and the corners of his lips were lightly raised, all of which were sarcastic.

On the top of his head, a phoenix hairpin was neatly inserted between the black hair, like a flying sword outside the sky, lined with a red robe, overflowing with evil energy, and shining with golden light...

Gold? Gold!

My heart suddenly became transparent and bright, and I clenched the armrest of the chair excitedly, and called him quickly in the shadow of the sword and sword, "Xufeng ......" The voice was intermittent and unorganized, "I know, 梼杌, it's 梼杌!" ”

On the other side, the Heavenly Emperor's face sank.

There was a sudden surge of ominousness in my heart, and I didn't care about the hoarseness in my throat, and said tightly: "That Jin Dan has added an extra taste of 梼杼, just take Peng Yu, Peng Yu Ke 梼杼!" ”

Runyu didn't cut the Chinese medicinal herbs of Jindan at all, but only added a taste of the pestle. I still remember that when Taishang Laojun handed over the golden pill to me, he repeatedly emphasized that this Dan was afraid of wood, and all the plants and trees dissipated when they encountered it, and when I followed Suihe, I was eager to forget this, and blindly followed up the wooden stake that was hidden in the mechanism, and ignored the golden pill in my arms can not be close to the wood, and the golden pill has not yet melted, indicating that I am not afraid of wood at all! I just remembered this critical mistake, and I immediately understood that this elixir must have added a medicine that can suppress gold, and there is only one kind of herb that can suppress gold and cold and go to fire between the world - the Han Zhu that grows at the bottom of the Yao Pond, although the Han Qi is cold, there is a grass that can be overcome, which is a common wild grass on the edge of the Lethe River, called 'Peng Yu'.

The phoenix suddenly turned its head.

Before I could see the look on his face clearly, a strange light flashed from the corner of my eye, neither soldier nor armor, shot from the other side of the Lethe River, like an arrow off the string of a horse, galloping and ferocious.

I didn't have time to think about it, but I didn't know where I got the strength, and I threw myself at his chest.

No, the phoenix has already sensed this dark light, and has raised his hand to meet it and struck out a palm, and between the lightning and flint, the flames on the palm soared, and the red lotus industry fire was in full bloom......

But for a moment, very short, very short.

That dark light failed to penetrate the Demon Venerable's chest, and the red lotus karmic fire failed to burn the Heavenly Emperor on the other side.

I let out a muffled grunt and slowly slipped down......

"Jinmi! ——”

Someone called me, who is it? Is that you?

If it's you, that's great.

It turns out that I can be so light, as light as a lost feather, and I don't know where to take refuge.

Is there really an afterlife?

So, I would like to be a butterfly with flapping wings,

A drop of ink that will scatter through the paper,

A grain of weathered sand......