I may be a cold person in my bones, and I don't have a lover who I don't have to get.

-- Leaving the capital monarch Chang'an

Hell, the sea of bitterness.

The bone dragon roared and rushed towards the crow, the crow was like a ghost, he deftly avoided the bone dragon Sen's cold sharp teeth, and the sword in his hand stabbed at Chang'an standing on the dragon's head.

Chang'an smiled at the corner of his lips, holding the royal power of the parting capital in his hand - Fengli bow and arrow, saw him rushing over, sideways to dodge, and then unhurriedly pulled the bowstring like a full moon, and an arrow appeared on the bow, and when the slaughtering crow approached, the arrow cluster stabbed at the door of the slaughtering crow with a dark blue sword intent.

Tu Crow subconsciously raised his arm to block it with the sword blade, and the Feng Li Arrow looked extremely inconspicuous, but when it hit the Crow Slaughter Sword, Tu Crow felt that his sword holding arm was instantly cold.

The arrow disappeared after hitting the sword of the crow, but Chang'an forced it up, the crow raised his head, caught off guard, his eyes hit Chang'an's eyes directly, he saw chaos in Chang'an's eyes, and then he felt that the whole world was far away.

"As you wish, I will let you sleep forever in your dreams, after all, I don't like my kingship, the wind leaves the bow and stains blood. ”

In the fog, he seemed to hear her say.

Shen Chang'an's soul was originally unstable, and the soul of the primature had been out of the body for too long, but Chang'an didn't know it, or rather, she didn't know the existence of the primary, but at a certain moment, the divine seal on her eyebrows suddenly dimmed, and then the bone dragon under her feet was shattered and returned to the dirt, and the dream demon that was originally just summoned wanted to make a fantasy to teach the crow a lesson, and it was out of control all of a sudden. It burrowed into the body of the crow and disappeared.

Chang'an finally stabilized her soul, but saw that Feng Lihua, who was protecting the crow, had disappeared, and the nightmare of the dream demon that she could see with her naked eyes had collapsed.

Chang'an was a little puzzled, the dream ghost was a dream ghost who had fallen into a demon, a creature of the sixth realm between heaven and earth, and had always been greedy, saying that it had gone by itself, Chang'an didn't believe it, but it was clear that there was no longer the breath of the dream demon here.

Or......

Shen Changan glanced at the slaughtering crow that seemed to be asleep, and his brows furrowed slightly.

-- Or, it's in his body.

The underworld.

The Way to the Dead.

He was suddenly uneasy, as if he had unwittingly passed away.

In her heart, the fire of life that the crow had stored in her, and the fire used to protect her soul flickered inexplicably, and suddenly became frenzied. Holding his heart, he closed his eyes and looked at the subtleties, but he saw that in the sea of suffering, Tu Crow was holding a sword in his hand, and his body was exuding a blue-purple nightmare, but at this moment he closed his eyes and floated in the water, a dark blue Glo protected him, or rather, it trapped him, and on his side, Shen Chang'an, the new monarch of the Soul Cutting Bridge wrapped in blood-red pure rainbow, stood on the bone dragon, holding a giant bow carved with wind and flowers in his hand.

Is that......

Farewell to the royal power!

His pupils shrank, and when he saw the divine seal in Chang'an's forehead and the royal power in his hand, his heart, which was originally restless because of anger, suddenly calmed down.

――A few days ago, news came out of the world that the monarch of the parting capital was dead, and the person I saw in the view turned out to be the monarch of the parting capital!

Although the crow slayer seemed unharmed, if it weren't for the great suffering, how could his life fire suddenly be restless, or even a little bleak?

However, she could not beat the man who wounded the crow slayer.

- Not to mention that she is the monarch of the parting capital, although she is dead and the monarch is in power, just because she is the current monarch of the soul slayer, she can't beat her.

"Come, go and check for me, where are the three people on the Spirit Slashing Bridge?"

The Shogun Order of the Death Bridge was issued.

The young monarch of the seventeenth layer of hell looked at Su Xi, with a gentle smile in his eyes, and the blood-red robe on his body was like a bewitching red lotus.

In the cold bodhi incense, the demonic breath in her soul gradually subsided.

"Simulate, you're finally back. He smiled and looked at her with the same light in his eyes as they had been when they had been young thousands of years ago, as if they had never lived and died, and as if they had never been separated.

"Little brother. She called.

"Little brother, don't come unharmed. She laughed. Su Si face is still fresh, she is still thousands of years ago fresh clothes enchanting, smiling and charming, but her smile is no longer the carefree and bright appearance when she studied with them in the thirty-fourth heaven above the thirty-three heavens.

She was smiling, but there was sadness in her eyes.

Jizo almost burst into tears, and then in his plain smile, tears flowed out.

"Draft, don't cry, I'm fine, and the teacher is fine. Jizo was in a hurry, and he stepped forward to wipe away her tears, but when his fingers touched her cheek, they went through her at once.

...... He couldn't touch her.

...... Zeng was dressed in white, with flamboyant eyebrows, and the Phoenix Emperor who had held a bow to hunt the moon and held a rainbow to the sky, their little junior sister had become like this.

Jizo's hand hung down and hid in his sleeve, trembling a little.

"Brother, how are you doing? Su pretended to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, "How are you doing now?"

There was a long silence.

The teacher fell into the devil, the senior brother killed the little junior sister, and he, guarding the empty bottom of hell, was lifeless, like a day for thousands of years, and only one truth accompanied him, very ...... Lonely.

Suddenly, he smiled softly, "Not good. ”

"I'm not having a good time at all. ”

There was sorrow on his gentle face.

That kind of heartbreaking sadness.

He was the most outstanding disciple of the Buddha's throne, who had mastered all the mysteries of Hinayana Buddhism, and he made a vow to the Buddhas in the heavens from the first layer of the glazed heaven, step by step, to the highest colorless heaven, that hell is not empty, and that he will not become a Buddha.

Who is he?

Be...... The Buddha of the future.

But he smiled at her, and there was sadness on his face.

"I'm not having a good time either, but it's okay, brother. "Whoever makes me feel bad, I will make anyone bad for the rest of their lives.

In the soul of the mimic god, the demonic energy surged, and then subsided again.

The world is not corrupted.

Shen Changan is the wind and the clouds.

Emperor Dui Yunshen said.

"Shen Changan is Feng Xiyun, this secret, except for me, Tingyun, Gu Tingliao, dumb girl, no one knows, even Shen Changan himself. He smiled, smiling with malice.

"Teacher......" Buyu raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were red, and his words were full of grievances and anger, "If you weren't my teacher, I would really want to kill you." ”

"Come on, no, if you want your lonely dragon clan to die, do it. "Although Du Yunshen is just a shadow of the emperor, he has his own monarchy, and under the Heavenly Dao, killing the monarch is a serious crime, not to mention, he is also the established emperor of the Heavenly Dao.

――In the past, the Lonely Fei family killed the Phoenix Emperor raised by the emperor, forcing the emperor to have no chance to enter the demon, and the Lonely Dragon Clan was convicted entirely, and after 10,000 years, the Lonely Dragon Clan was left with only four uncles and nephews.

"Lonely is not the dragon clan and me, what does it have to do with it, it will be extinct. When he left the palace, he looked noble and elegant, although he was sick and weak, but his long body was jade, his muscles and bones were hidden, and he was still the hidden god of the thirty-three heavens.

Buyu stepped down the thousand-step stairs in front of the palace, and saw Mr. Tingyun standing there at the end of the road, as if waiting for someone, or rather, what he was waiting for was not met.

At the junction of heaven and earth, there are four Hades, four Hades, hanging under the name of the Hades, it is an independent regime, the four monarchs of Hades, have always been respected by the monarch of Ledu, and Tingyun was born in Hades, is the master of Hades, Hades has existed for a few years, Tingyun has lived for a long time, he has taught the monarchs of Hades for generations, although his status is not as good as jade, but he can be compared with Duyun Shen.

Mr. Tingyun's jade crown stood up with long crow-colored hair, standing there in green clothes, with a big coat draped over his shoulders, standing there with his back to Buyu, looking at the front with his eyes calm, after a long time, he seemed to notice something, turned around, raised his head, and glanced at him lightly.

Mr. Tingyun has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, such eyes should be sparkling, and the eyes seem to be able to seduce the soul, but here he is a little fierce, when he glimpses it, it is like a sharp knife, and it stabs people's hearts when they are caught off guard.

- This is not familiar with Fengxiyun, or rather, this is not Tingyun that Shen Changan was familiar with later, but indeed, this is the real master of the underworld - Tingyun.

"No, you can't go to the underworld to kill the spirit, and you can't go to the incorruptible city and parting capital in the world. Tingyun, the master of the underworld, said. "The parting capital of the world and the city of immortality expelled you because you killed the monarch of the parting capital, Shen Chang'an, and the underworld slashed the spirit, because of your murder of the monarch, of course, it should be said that it was because of your attempted killing of the monarch, and you were also expelled. ”

"Although there has never been an explicit decree in the underworld, the will of the king can already be felt, have you ever felt the rejection of you by this heaven and earth?"

The will of the king?

Shen Chang'an, Feng Xiyun, or rather, is it an imitation of the will?

No bitter smile.

He was, he was tricked by the teacher.

One is to cut off Shen Chang'an's life and let Feng Xiyun's soul return, and the other is to break her love for him - Chang'an is a pretextual one, and Feng Xiyun is also a pretend, and they really don't want her to have anything to do with him anymore, no matter what state she is.

The Thirty-Three Heavenly Hidden Divine Venerable re-entered the underworld in just a few days, but after crossing the border between the underworld and the human world, he could no longer go to the Spirit Cutting Dao, and he could not go to the bitter bottom of the sea where he made Shen Changan "sleep".

"What are you doing here?" Changshengjun came by boat and crossed the bitter sea, he stood on the bitter sea ferry, and he didn't even get off the boat, which was a rare rudeness.

On the shore of the bitter sea, the monarch has a face similar to that of the two of them, if it weren't for the different clothes and expressions of the two of them, it would be like a mirror between them.

"What about Chang'an?" he asked, "why did the name of the monarch recorded in Chang'an's imperial code dim as soon as you left?" ”

"Where is she?"

"Chang'an Sword Spirit became a god, she lost her soul, and now she is asleep forever under the sea of suffering. "I didn't see it with a crying expression.