Chu people worship ghosts and gods, and Chu has many witches. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The role of a shaman is primarily to communicate with the gods, what later generations called "mediums". As a spiritual medium, the wizard himself is also a cultivator, and the ability of the great witch is penetrating the heavens and the earth, chasing the immortals.

The wizard who can accompany the king of Chu is naturally the elite of the elite. At this moment, the three hundred and sixty-five Chu Witches cast spells with all their might, and the momentum was magnificent, even if the immortals saw it, they had to retreat.

In the center of the square, a huge bubble of dreamlike changes appeared out of thin air, like a huge and colorful amber, and more like a gorgeous and colorful iron prison canopy, which was separated from the sky and breathed inside, enveloping the goddess.

The drizzle was blowing one after another, flowing down the invisible "canopy", like a bead curtain. The surrounding flames were blazing, illuminating the hideous bronze masks.

A few leaves that had been swept up by the wind had not yet drifted to the center of the field, and immediately turned into powder.

The goddess seemed to be trapped.

But all the wizards did not dare to be careless, they were all desperate, trembling, as if they were on the edge of the abyss, as if walking on thin ice.

The beauty, who was immersed in thought, finally reacted, muttering to herself, but her palm subconsciously pushed forward.

The "canopy" was blurry and twisted for a moment, and the body of the wizard in the innermost circle shook, like a wave, and then passed outward, and when it reached the outermost, there was nowhere to transmit, and the wizards in that circle fell on their backs in unison.

The decisive battle is coming!

With the terrible howl of "Woo Oh", each wizard bit the tip of his tongue and stimulated his potential with pain and blood.

It was as if the river had burst its banks and flooded, and the center of the field saw the qi machine surging like angry waves, violently crushing.

It turned out that flowing down the "canopy", like a bead curtain, the rain immediately rolled up to the sky, and a thin layer of water formed a mirror surface over the square.

The rain continued to fall, and the water layer gradually thickened.

After a while, a shallow lake appeared in the sky, hanging over everyone's heads.

"The light of fireflies, dare to compete with the bright moon?"

Beauty snorted coldly, frowned, and slowly and firmly pushed her palm forward. The qi in the field became more and more disordered, expanding outward for three feet and then frozen, like a powerful spring that had been pressed to the head. Infinite strength was squeezed into the curved steel bar, and the silence overflowed with murderous power.

The atmosphere is becoming more tense and the situation is becoming more and more dangerous.

Either the fish dies or the net breaks.

If the goddess continued to exert pressure, the "spring" would surely break and shatter, and the lives of hundreds of witches would hang by a thread. If the goddess retreats, she will be met with a fierce counterattack from the "spring".

What will she do?

The tremors of the wizards' bodies grew louder and louder, like dancing in a play. Especially the four great witches at the front, blood flowed out of the eye hole of the bronze mask.

Even if they are facing the strongest people in the world who cut the immortals and break the gate of heaven, they also put on a posture of advancing and retreating, only one fight, only one death!

The beauty raised her wrist lightly and struck into the sky.

The fierce and unstoppable qi in the square was pulled by her and soared into the sky, like a ray of blue light, castrated like electricity.

The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible.

After a few breaths, a groundbreaking muffled sound came back from the depths of the clouds, which shook everyone's ears and blanked their minds.

As if a nuclear bomb exploded, the shock wave swept in all directions, and the dark night sky was forcibly pushed out of a blank area with a radius of more than 100 miles, revealing a blue sky.

The "canopy", which looked fragile and light before, turned out to contain such earth-shattering energy!

The stars are twinkling, and the Milky Way is circulating.

Bang, bang...... The hanging lake above the square slammed down.

The wizards were soaked, disheveled, and embarrassed. Some of the masks were washed off by the current, some were slumped on the ground, but the people on the side didn't even have the strength to support each other. There were short moans one after another, about a woman or a child, and then they stubbornly closed their mouths again.

The beauty is still unscathed, towering like a mountain, silent.

But the force field around her was also much dimmer, and her figure seemed more solid, as if she was about to walk out of the void and touch the real world.

Suddenly, the wind and rain stopped, and the night sky was like a wash.

After about ten breaths, the three hundred and sixty-five sorcerers rearranged their formation, changed from a cross-seated posture to a kneeling puddle, and under the leadership of Wu Xian, they kowtowed three times to the center of the stone flat.

Beauty sneered.

"Haha, what are you worshipping me for? What you want to worship are Donghuang Taiyi, Dongjun, and Yunzhongjun...... They can give some good, I don't have sugar here. ”

Wu Xian replied hoarsely:

"The old slave thanked the goddess for not killing the grace......"

"Hahaha, your thinking is really strange, how can you still be kind if you don't kill? Your life and death are very important to me, and they don't matter to me. You can kill them all, or you can't kill them. I just don't know how the butterfly effect, wiping out so many people, will affect the distant future. ”

Wu Xian was stunned when he heard this, shook his head to show that he didn't understand, gritted his teeth and asked again:

"The old slave is brave, ask the goddess...... The King of Qin overlooks the world, the army of tigers and wolves of the Qin army. There was no way to slaughter Bai and kill indiscriminately, and the Battle of Changping killed 400,000 Zhao in one fell swoop. Today, the army attacked Chu, flooded Yingdu, and the Chu people suffered countless casualties. The god was born in Si and grew up in Si, why don't you want to pity the Chu people......"

Beauty interrupted his questioning and said coldly:

"Wu Xian, don't climb the fellows. I was born in an unknowable time and space, and I don't even know where it is, but it's certainly not Wushan...... What you see is overnight, and what I take care of is eternal. You won't understand, and no one in the world can understand...... Bai Qi Changping pit 400,000, the pit is good, it is completely consistent with the record, one more person or one less person I will want his life. The life and death of tens of millions of people, once solidified into history, is a string of numbers. I want to make sure that the numbers are correct, that I don't interfere with history, and I don't let the events that change history happen.

"The Warring States compete for power, only Qin and Chu. Who told your kings to be more mediocre than the other, as soon as King Chu Huai heard about the alliance, he went and was detained by the Qin people. The son Qingxiang King is even more stupid, I heard that people sent the princess to open the city gate, and other things can be imagined. Therefore, in history, it was the Great Qin that destroyed the Six Kingdoms fifty years later, not the Great Chu who ruled the world...... Don't worry, you can't die this time, it's just a matter of reparation. Moreover, I can tell you in advance that in the Battle of Julu fifty years later, the Chu people fought bravely, fought nine battles and nine battles, completely annihilated the elite of the Qin army, and the second dynasty of the Great Qin Dynasty ended. Guanzhong was breached, and the Qin Emperor went out of Xianyang on a white horse to surrender to the Chu people. Now you're satisfied, but what's the point of all this to you?"

Wu Xian was even more confused when he heard it, he couldn't believe it, and only after a while did he mutter:

"The goddess said before that she wanted to change history, but she said that she couldn't change history, and the old slave really didn't understand......"

Beauty interrupted him again and said coldly:

"It's a heavenly opportunity, even I don't quite understand it, it's strange if you understand. Alright, alright, I don't have the patience to entangle with you anymore. Give me a quick go...... Otherwise, die!"

This word "death" cuts through gold and iron, and no one dares to doubt the determination of the goddess. The wizards, who had lost the strength to fight again, struggled to get up, bent down under the leadership of Wu Xian, and staggered away carrying the body of King Qingxiang.

It's a strange battle.

Although the goddess was crazy in her words, she never killed her.

Although the wizards tried their best to block it, they always feared the goddess. It seems that the death of the king of Chu did not make them hateful, and they did not share the sky.

The battle was more like a solemn ceremony that had to be performed, to be seen by others as well as to be seen by oneself.

It wasn't until the wizards had completely disappeared into the ruined palace that the beauty bent slightly to stroke her chest and let out several painful coughs.

She didn't win easily, apparently wounded in a combined siege of hundreds of wizards. It may also be as early as when the immortals were cut and the Heavenly Gate was broken, the injury had already been planted.

But she is still the strongest person in the world.

If she says that she is the way of heaven, then it really is, and there is no lie.

Especially when all the heavenly gods and Buddhas were driven to the heavenly realm, she is the only god in the world, omnipotent.

However, at this moment, she stood alone, and her figure was desolate.

Is there anything else in the world that can't be done that makes her embarrassed and makes her unable to be happy?

"Why......"

The voice was contrary to the cold and crazy taste of Fangcai, soft and delicate, full of confusion. It seems that the little woman who has suffered a lot of grievances tosses and turns in the dark night, and she is sad in her heart, and she questions her fate weakly.

But who else is stronger than her, and who can answer her?

After asking why three times in a row, the beauty gritted her silver teeth and stamped her feet with hatred.

The earth trembled, and there was a noise on the bluestone flat where the water was accumulated, and there was no drip.

"No, I'm going. Even if the flood is raging in the future!"

A second voice came out, resolutely, absolutely.

"No, you can't go. It is not easy to bring history into the correct course, and we must not make a big opening privately. The embankment of thousands of miles was destroyed in the anthill, not to mention that his death is a major historical event, which will lead to the unrecognizable world in the future. Maybe you saved him alone, but deprived thousands of future generations of the opportunity to appear in this world, including yourself. ”

A third voice came out, calm and firm.

"I don't care about myself. ”

"You can not care about yourself, but you must care about the mission. ”

"But how can I watch and not save him?" the second voice groaned in pain.

"If you look at him as a frozen number in history, you can not go. The third voice was unemotional.

"I can't do ......"

"You have to do it. ”

......

The two voices argued for a while, but neither persuaded the other and fell silent.

The beauty hesitated for a long time, beckoned, and a flower ball flew into her palm.

She closed her eyes like a timid little girl, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she went to tear the petals with her hands behind her back. Tear the first petal and say "go", the second petal says "go", the third mouth says "go", and the fourth mouth says "go......

After a moment, the finger froze.

The last petal turned out to be two pieces glued together, like a fat "Ya" character, or "human" character.

Whether it is "to go" or "not to go", there is no answer.

The beauty discarded the remnants of the flowers, raised her hand, and there was a yellow Chengcheng thing flying into the palm of the palace a hundred meters away. It was a piece of gold cake the size of a cow's eye, with a bulging center, engraved with a phoenix bird on one side and a few words on the other.

The beauty looked at it quietly for a while, said to the pattern, said not to the text, and then threw her back hand into the air.

Jingle Bell ......

The golden cake made a crisp sound when it hit the ground, and after jumping a few times, it actually stood upright in the crack of the stone.

Beauty didn't look back.

There is no need to look back, you already know.

She is now the Heavenly Dao, and her surroundings move as she wishes. When emotion and reason are in direct confrontation, and even you don't know how to choose, how can the outside world give an answer.

The beauty stared into the void, and thousands of fireflies suddenly flew from all directions, arranging two lines of words in front of her.

Only sadness does not deceive, and the Chu people sing it for thousands of years.

She smiled wryly and blinked.

The fireflies flew away a little half, and there were ten words left.

Sadness does not deceive, and it is sung in the song for a thousand years.

She thought about it for a while, and there were only three words in front of her, don't deceive.

She was silent for a long time, thought about it again and again, and there was only one last word in front of her, no!

Because there is no suffix, "no" means a lot of things. It is "not to go" and "not to go", and it is "not to change history" and "not to change history......

What do you want?

She watched for a long time, and finally sighed softly and was about to walk.

The fireflies quickly dispersed and disappeared into the night sky, as if shooting stars were gone.