Shura Dao Soul

The unconscious Ziyang seems to have come to a dark world, which is full of cold, killing, death, gloomy, the sky and the earth are pitch black, there is no sound, no sunlight, there is just a biting cold wind that keeps blowing, Ziyang can only feel the sand-like land under his feet, licking his chapped lips, Ziyang slowly stood up from the ground, staggered forward, I don't know how long he walked, it was still pitch black in front of him, there was no sun and moon, no nebula, no mountains and rivers, and all creatures.

Ziyang no longer had the strength to move, and fell to the ground suddenly, suddenly, the space trembled, and the pitch-black void suddenly turned crimson, as deep red as blood, Ziyang gradually saw this world clearly, there were broken soldiers and remnants everywhere, corpses and bones were mountains, exuding the breath of killing, there were no living beings, the sky and the earth were empty, as if there was only Ziyang alone.

"Ziyang, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Suddenly there was a sound above the void, accompanied by a cold voice, a figure slowly appeared, with a cold smile, exuding a cold aura, even the eyes were cold, although he had a smile.

"Who are you?" Ziyang asked weakly, feeling the power in his body draining little by little.

"Am I not you?" the figure smiled strangely, slowly revealing a face wrapped in black mist, you see.

Ziyang was slightly stunned, it was really exactly the same as his own, except for the mark of a sky-high sword in the center of his eyebrows, but he didn't have any feelings, and there was just a cold breath.

"No, you're not me, who the hell are you?" Ziyang shouted.

"Of course I'm you, I'm your other half, let's become one, and in this way, we'll be stronger, strong enough to slaughter the entire Heavenly Domain. The figure seduced.

"Kill the entire Heavenly Domain, kill the ......," Ziyang muttered, "No, you are the soul of the Shura Dao." Ziyang shouted.

"No, I am you, a part of your body, you and I have never been separated, I am you, you are me. The figure suddenly laughed weirdly, as if Ziyang was telling a big joke.

"Look at you right now, how embarrassed you are, you need to be strong, strong enough to do whatever you want. After laughing, the figure suddenly looked at Ziyang with disdain, a mocking expression.

"Become stronger, I can do it myself, even if I don't fuse you. ”

"Haha, you can do it yourself, if you are strong enough, why did you die, after a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, if you are strong enough, why did you produce me, I am your obsession ten thousand years ago, why do you say?" The figure laughed wildly, but there was boundless hatred in the laughter, infecting Ziyang and feeling a resentment rise in his heart.

Trying to keep his mind, he stared fiercely at the void figure, "Shura Dao Soul, don't waste your efforts, no matter what you do, I won't merge with you, one day, I will firmly control you and let you be used by me." ”

"Why bother, as long as you devour me, you will be able to control me, and at that time, you will become stronger. The figure still didn't stop, chattering endlessly to lure Ziyang.

"If you don't devour me, you don't have great power, and how painful it will be if your beloved dies in front of you and you can't do anything. ”

"No, how could it be?" Ziyang's face was filled with firm conviction, no one could do it.

"No, you can't even protect yourself, let alone the people around you. The figure sneered, who do you think she is?

There was a tremor in the void, and a figure slowly appeared, with long hair fluttering, dressed in plain clothes, and an elegant aura that was incompatible with this heavenly extreme killing.

"Bai Xuelian, why is she here. Ziyang slowly opened his weak eyes, and then struggled.

The figure pinched Bai Xuelian's neck, and his hideous face exuded an extremely murderous aura, if you don't believe it, I will let you feel it for yourself, that kind of helplessness and pain, he will deeply torture you and make you feel guilty for a lifetime.

"Don't, no", Ziyang hissed with the last bit of strength.

"It's late, it's late. The figure seemed to say it to Ziyang, and as if to say it to himself, suddenly laughed evilly, his palm suddenly forced, and then a wisp of blood slowly flowed from the corner of Bai Xuelian's mouth.

"Ziyang, don't struggle, you will never be able to break free from me, look down at your chest. The shadow of the void laughed suspiciously, and in the void, the laughter of the figure echoed over and over again.

"No, it's all fake, fake. Ziyang shouted over and over again, and gradually lost any sound.

"Boom", Ziyang in his sleep sat up suddenly, and shouted in his mouth, "fake".

The eye is Bai Xue Lian's sandalwood bed, and there is still Bai Xue Lian's body fragrance around her, Ziyang slowly looked at Bai Xue Lian's hut, everything is still so familiar, so warm.

"Ziyang, you're awake. The soft voice pulled Ziyang back to reality, Ziyang turned his head suddenly, and saw Bai Xuelian who was sitting on the edge of the bed, without answering, Ziyang hugged Bai Xuelian tightly, feeling the softness and weakness of the beauty, this feeling, it's so good, what happened just now, it will never happen, Bai Xuelian, I will never let you have anything, Ziyang thought secretly in his heart.

After a long time, there was only the wheezing sound of the two people in the ambiguous atmosphere, one high and one low, one heavy and one soft.

I don't know when, a cold wind woke up the two people who hugged through the pear blossom window of Taoxi.

"Ziyang, I can't breathe" Bai Xue Lian called out in a little pain, villain, why are you using so much force, as soon as you wake up, you will take advantage of others.

Hearing Bai Xue Lian's full of complaints, Ziyang slowly came back to his senses, forgetting that Bai Xue Lian had no cultivation in his body, and suddenly, Ziyang looked at Bai Xue Lian in surprise, and then ignored Bai Xue Lian's struggle, and held the beautiful jade hand tightly.

Ziyang looked at the woman in front of him like an ice beauty, and her already elegant temperament became more elegant, and the cold breath from the inside out exuded all the time, this kind of coldness, beauty and refinement. Could it be that this is the effect of the Ice Muscle Jade Bone Pill, because Ziyang was pleasantly surprised to find that the veins in Bai Xuelian's body were actually opened, and it would automatically operate the Yuan Force, absorbing the energy around him, looking at Bai Xuelian in surprise, Ziyang was relieved, this can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, but I still don't know what kind of physique Bai Xuelian is, but it is definitely not the Nine Yin Absolute Vein.

Looking at Ziyang's stunned appearance, Bai Xuelian took out her jade hand, and her white wrist was actually grabbed by Ziyang with a red handprint.

The beautiful eyes glared at Ziyang fiercely, but it was like the beginning of winter, and the snow melted in the south, although it was blaming, it contained another style.

"Have you felt any different since you woke up", Ziyang sat for a long time before asking.

Hearing Ziyang ask like this, Bai Xuelian suddenly wanted to tell Ziyang what she had dreamed of in her dream, but then she felt a little unbelievable, so she stopped, "No." ”

"No, how could it be?" Then he thought that although Bai Xuelian was able to cultivate, he had not learned any exercises and martial arts, and it was also a matter of martial arts, it seemed that he had to find a few good ice martial arts, as for the Bai family's martial arts and exercises, well, Ziyang automatically ignored it.

"Ziyang, you must have put a lot of effort into reviving me, right?" Looking at Ziyang in a complicated way, Bai Xuelian said.

"No, how can it be, is there anything in the world that I can't do?", Ziyang was stunned for a moment, and then snorted haha, as if he was bragging.

"Although I haven't cultivated, I've read almost all the books in the Bai family for more than ten years, and I also know about the Ice Muscle Jade Bone Pill. Broken by Bai Xuelian's words, Ziyang smiled slightly embarrassedly, "It's just that there was a little mistake in the middle, it's okay." ”

"But yesterday the imperial capital Liu family came. Bai Xue Lian spoke again, Sakura's lips opened lightly, and she exhaled quietly.

"Ah, this, this, they didn't say anything, did they?" Ziyang asked tentatively.

"Then what should they say?" Bai Xue Lian then asked, seemingly full of curiosity.

"That, I'm thirsty and want to drink water", Ziyang decisively changed the subject.

"Ao, Wan'er, go to the kitchen and bring hot water", Bai Xuelian turned around and called to the maid outside the door.

"Can you say it now?" Bai Xue Lian immediately turned her head, her long hair like a waterfall emanating graceful lines in the void, like willows dancing lightly, and a hundred flowers blooming.

Looking at Bai Xuelian's appearance as if she didn't reach her goal, Ziyang sighed slightly, smart women are not easy to fool.

is a dignified man, ambitious and ambitious, and I am afraid that she will not be able to become a weak woman.

"I promised to do three things for the Liu family, and that's it. Ziyang stared at Bai Xuelian and said word by word.

"Is it worth it?" Bai Xuelian's voice trembled slightly, but it was full of tenderness.

"It's worth it or not, only it knows. Ziyang pointed to his heart socket and then said, "It tells me that if I don't do anything, it will be very uncomfortable." ”

"Ziyang, are you serious?", there is expectation, confusion, and helplessness.

Ziyang suddenly stopped making a sound, and looked at the snow outside the window, wrapped in silver, ice cut jade, and occasionally there was a sound of stepping on snow. After a long time, Ziyang sighed faintly, and said seriously, "Xue Lian, do you believe in fate, the fate of destiny?"

"Life?" Ziyang's sudden question reminded Bai Xuelian of the scene in her dream, and she and Ziyang thought slightly, "I believe it." ”

"I also believe it, because it is fate for me to meet you, so I will cherish it", Ziyang said slowly, but his eyes flashed with determination.

Looking at Bai Xuelian's charming back, Ziyang remembered the dream just now, the dream just now was really realistic, if he hadn't woken up suddenly, he might have really lost himself in the dream, but who was the person who looked exactly like him in the dream, could it be my inner demon, but I didn't encounter a bottleneck in my practice, and my thoughts were full of twists and turns, and I couldn't understand it.

Suddenly, Ziyang hurriedly lowered his head, because he remembered the last words that the phantom said in his dream, in his chest, what was there?

Hurriedly opened the placket, Ziyang's chest, impressively printed with a sword, and Ziyang's supreme sword is exactly the same sword, it is simply a miniature version of the supreme sword, the small sword with big fingers, even the patterns on it are clearly described, exuding a cold atmosphere,.

Ziyang can be sure that there was absolutely no sword in his chest before, which means that this dream is true, no, it shouldn't be called a dream, this is true, what's going on, could it be that phantom is the sword spirit of the Supreme Sword, so if what he said is true, then what is the Supreme Sword. When the master gave himself the Supreme Sword, he said that the Supreme Sword originally belonged to me, could it be that the master has been hiding something from me?

The house is silent, the vicissitudes of life outside the house, in the red dust, outside the dust, Ziyang's face is full of one word, sad.

I seem to have fallen into a game of chess, a game of chess that has been played for thousands of years, a game of chess with space as a chessboard, but I don't know who the person who plays chess is?

The master said that he was a person of great luck, born with some special missions, and even could change the pattern of the heavenly region, before Ziyang always thought that the master was to force himself to practice and deceive himself, but now it seems that what the master said, maybe there is another heavenly opportunity.

Ziyang suddenly recalled that in the past ten years, every few days, the master would disappear for a few days, and every time he asked him, he would say that he would go out to cultivate, but from the hard work that the master had paid to him over the years, Ziyang could feel that he loved himself from the bottom of his heart, and if the master really hid something from himself, then he also had his own master's truth.

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