Chapter 177: The Book of Tyrants
Hirakawa, a long time, looked at the man who had started counting the cherry blossoms again, and suddenly felt a sense of fear, and the first thought in his mind turned out to be - kill him!
The thought was like a devil's demagoguery, killing him, killing him...... Those three words pounded wildly into his brain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
When Kuga Hirakawa regained his composure, he found that the sky was getting dark, and his back was already soaked, and Hirakawa couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at his shadow on the ground.
He knew he might never be able to surpass this man again, even if he was crazy.
That day, I stood quietly in the courtyard all night, with cherry blossoms all over the ground, and the boy hid Feng.
At that time, although Li Hanxiao was a little nervous, he still had emotions, and he would still laugh, even if the smile looked a little silly.
On that day, three figures appeared in a dimly lit secret room of the Kuga family, and a letter from Hisakawa was quietly placed on the table.
No one knows what Hisakawa wrote in it, and no one knows how it ended up on the table in this secret room.
When this room, which I don't know how many years it had been hidden, was opened again, and when those three figures appeared, the fate of Li Hanxiao and Hirakawa had already been decided.
After that day, Li Hanxiao was no longer Li Hanxiao, he became the shadow of Pingchuan for a long time.
Jiu I Pingchuan looked at Li Han with an indifferent face, and then looked at Qingming in front of him, and said: "Our Jiu I family has a secret book from the ancient country of Huaxia, but because it is too obscure and some of it is damaged and lost, no one has been able to cultivate successfully for many years. ”
Hirakawa added, "Over the years, no matter how amazing a genius is, no one has been able to cultivate. ”
Qingming glanced at Li Hanxiao, and there was a touch of sadness in his eyes, "I didn't expect your talent to make you what you are now." He sighed.
"What's the name of the Mystical Archive?" Qingming put away his sigh and showed his evil spirit.
For a long time, Pingchuan gently spit out two words: "Bajing." ”
Qingming stared at the young man in front of him and said, "But why would he protect you?" ”
From the very beginning, Li Hanxiao has been guarding Jiuga Pingchuan, if he is confused because of his cultivation of this hegemony, why will he always guard Jiuga Pingchuan?
For a long time, Pingchuan did not dodge Qingming's somewhat aggressive eyes, "The Ba Jing is flawed, I knew from the beginning that the people who have cultivated it in the past generations, but when they touch a little bit of true meaning, they will not be able to withstand the domineering and the meridians will be cut off and die, which is also the reason why no one can successfully cultivate the Ba Jing, but when the people of our family found out about his talent, they were too scared, so the situation at that time was that he would either die or become my shadow." ”
"I gave him a choice." Hirakawa said, "I led him into the room where the Ba Jing was originally located, and there were nine hundred and thirty-six books in that room, and the first book he picked up was the Ba Jing that was placed in the most inconspicuous place. ”
"I know it's all fate." For a long time, Pingchuan looked at Qingming and said.
"If he hadn't picked up that book, maybe you wouldn't have seen him today, and if he hadn't been able to train the Ba Sutra, you wouldn't have seen him either." Hirakawa said.
"So, I'm going to thank you for him?" Qingming said in a cold voice.
"You don't have to thank me, but you should never hate me, and you shouldn't be hostile to me, because there is no hatred between us." Hirakawa's tone was calm.
"But you controlled his consciousness." Qingming said, "You have turned him into a tool, a tool for killing. ”
"Perhaps, but he's alive." For a long time, Hirakawa's eyes became more and more restrained, "Isn't life the most important thing?" There are people who wanted to live so much, but they died, they died...... There's nothing, those hates, those ...... Love, it's gone. Hirakawa's tone showed that the real emotions in his heart were not as calm as his face appeared.
Qingming heard hatred and regret from it.
Qingming asked, "How can you return Li Hanxiao's freedom." ”
For a long time, Hirakawa looked at Qingming like he was looking at an idiot, "Freedom? Do you think people are really free? ”
Qingming was silent.
"But I don't want him to be your shadow and your tool all the time." Qingming said.
"When I enter the fairy world, I will cancel the contract they have arranged." Hirakawa looked at the Fuso Sacred Tree for a long time and said.
There was longing and expectation in Hirakawa's eyes, and Qingming didn't know why he had to enter the ethereal immortal realm, but he still nodded.
Seeing that Qingming agreed to enter the immortal realm through the Fuso Sacred Tree, Toyotomi Xiye on the side couldn't sit still, and when they discussed Li Hanxiao's experience, Toyotomi Xiye's hand clenched a piece of jade pendant.
The jade pendant was emerald green all over, glowing with a shining light, and just when Qingming nodded to indicate that he had entered the fairy world for a long time, Toyotomi moved in the evening.
The moment he moved, the jade pendant began to melt like snow.