Prologue

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The highest heaven in the ninefold heaven, away from the hatred of the sky, and the punishment of Sendai.

The stone platform originally cast by the dark iron stone has fallen apart, and there are blood stains everywhere, but it seems to be mixed with golden sand, flowing down the black stone cracks, shining golden in the light.

It is the hardest stone in the world, the purest blood in the world.

Xuanshuang's black hair, under the impact of the messy aura around him, scattered and flying, and the red gold blood stains were clearly visible in the hair, shining brightly.

It was the blood of the Protoss.

She didn't know how many of her people she had killed to get here.

All she knew was that if she couldn't save him, then ...

Kill God when you meet God, kill Buddha when you meet Buddha.

"Frost, they're innocent." The Heavenly Monarch stood with his sleeves held on his sleeves from the gods, as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than his illusion.

"Innocent? Are they innocent? Is there really an innocent God in this world? Xuanshuang looked down and looked devastated. Here, too, his blood. "Once the order was given, the father punished him to the point that his soul was scattered, and there was no soul left. It's just because of that ridiculous prophecy, but it still has to be under the banner of saving the Three Realms. In fact, you are only for the sake of the position and power. ”

As he spoke, the inky hair turned white little by little. As the blood stains in her hair became clearer, her eyes became darker and darker, like clouds turning black overhead.

After that, look up to the sky and smile.

The laughter was poignant and resolute, and it was more ruthless than the evil ghosts of the earth.

Tianjun said: "The princess is in the devil, quickly go to the Buddha realm to find the Buddha." ”

The Western Sanskrit sounded, and a colorful cloud dispelled the inky clouds.

Xuan Shuang looked at the figure in the colorful clouds, stopped the flying blade in his hand, seemed to regain a trace of clarity, and muttered, "Master." ”

"Xiao Jiu, you're enchanted." The Buddha of the Brahma Realm, Jun Ruiyu, stood in the air and stretched out his hand to smooth her flying hair.

"Master, gods and demons are no different. Kill others in vain to achieve your goals. ”

"Kill one for all beings, kill all living beings for one. It is the so-called gods and demons. It's just a different way. ”

"Then what if that one person weighs heaven and earth and weighs all beings?"

"Before the desperate situation, don't talk about the severity. Xiao Jiu, Benjun can let him live, are you willing? ”

"Really?"

"It's just that you're going to pay a big price."

"As long as he can be given the opportunity to make his own decisions, the disciple is willing, and he is not afraid of life and death."

"No complaints, no regrets?"

"It was originally because of the disciples, Xiao Jiu has no complaints and no regrets." Two lines of blood and tears crossed her pale face.

The dignified goddess of the heavenly realm, because of the last god, fell into the devil with a thought, and there was no trace.

Since then, there has been no more Princess Xuanshuang in the Divine Realm.

And more than three hundred years later, outside the Nine Heavens, in the abyss of the realm of nothingness.

The female monarch who had reigned for more than a hundred years in the Yunyun Immortal Realm was carefree, dressed in white and walked up the stairs slowly, the delicate barefoot like snow, and every time she walked through it, she was scratched by the edges and corners of the stone steps, leaving a bloodstain, stained on the skirt like a red plum and delicate.

There was no trace of bitterness in her expression, and the corners of her mouth were raised, with a smile that she hadn't seen in a long time.

Behind him, patches of red blood were connected to the flying clothes, like thousands of feet of red silk fluttering with the aura coming from the bottom of the cliff, just like the red makeup of ten miles of mortal dust.

On the side, there is the endless abyss.

Le Wuwu realized that he was nameless in his life, but he could also say it vigorously.

She has had several names, but no matter which one she has, she has been given a hat from birth that does not belong to her. seems to be supreme, but in fact, she has never been given a chance to choose.

Why does this world have to be said by some people?

Whether it's a god or a demon, whether it's an immortal or a human or something.

Why can't she be herself, to make the choices she wants?

Now she has to make her own choice.

Although, the abyss is chaotic and dark, as if there are demons crawling out of the underworld in the next second, which is terrifying. But she wasn't afraid at all.

Because she's finally going to look for him.

Finally, she can be reunited with her beloved in the shell of his beloved.

She's coming.

jumped into the sky, and blood and tears fell from the sky.

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