"Every death in the world is a reunion after a long absence. ”

Outside Chang'an City, the drunkard once said such a sentence to Ning Que, but he never understood the meaning, and it was not until this moment that he understood the meaning of this sentence.

This sentence was relayed to him by Sangsang and asked the drunkard.

In Haotian's teachings, the death of a believer is to return to the Kingdom of Light and return to Haotian's arms, and if he is willing to surrender to her, then he will naturally be with her forever after death.

What is called surrender? Naturally, Ning Que dissolves the natal connection with Sangsang.

Although she is Haotian, she also has to obey the rules of Haotian World, and when she finds that she can't cut off this dust, she can only hope that Ning Que will do it herself.

Haotian will not deceive the world - it is not that she is deceiving the world when she hunts down and kills the daughter of the Hades King in the first place, but the mistake made by the people of the world who are blinded by the dust - she said that if she wants to give Ning Que eternity, then there must be eternity, even if Ning Que's answer is so rude, she is still not ready to change her mind.

If the master knew that Haotian would actually send down such a great divine gift, he would definitely go crazy with jealousy, but Ning Que's mood did not change. He stared into her eyes and continued, "God doesn't negotiate with the world, so why should you negotiate with me? Like me? Or are you afraid of me?"

"You are not my people, so I can forgive you for the sins you have committed, and I hate those memories, but in them, you love me enough that I give you God. ”

There was no emotion on Sangsang's face, and the calm was palpitating.

"That year in Chang'an City, you hid behind me and drank Jiujiang double steamed, you drank it very happily, and forgot about Longqing, Longqing asked me to transfer you to him, I said that he was born very beautiful. ”

Ning Que looked at her ordinary face and said, "You have become a lot whiter and fatter now, but no matter how you look at it, you are not beautiful, but I really want to say that to you at this time." ”

Since you were born so beautiful, then don't think about it so beautifully, in the past life, I didn't love you, but love, why should I surrender to you?

Sang Sang said: "In my memory, you are a person who is very afraid of death. ”

Ning Que said: "Then you should also remember that I am afraid that some things are better than life and death.

Sangsang said, "What's the matter?"

Ning Que replied: "Like you, like my relationship with you. ”

Sang Sang said: "So even if you will be killed by me, you are not willing to surrender to me?"

Ning Que said: "Actually, I don't think you're going to kill me, so that's why I have the courage to stand here."

Sang Sang frowned slightly and said, "Why wouldn't I kill you?"

"Because you are my destiny. ”

"So?"

"If I die, you will die too. ”

"Haotian will never die. ”

"But will it be whitewashed, will the newborn Haotian still be the original Haotian? When you leave the Haotian Divine Kingdom, you already have zài, you have memories in the world, you have those dust and breath on your body, you already have self-consciousness, you are life, but all life is unwilling to die, unwilling to lose your present self. ”

Ning Que looked into her eyes and said, "We can only live together, or die together, so you don't dare to go to Chang'an, don't dare to kill me, and don't even dare to see me." ”

Sangsang said: "Eternal with me, why not?"

Ning Que said: "What is this? I want to be together, not this kind of together, I want two independent beings to be together, we can be one, but we can't be one, because then there is no you and me, you and I can't feel you, and it makes no sense." ”

Sang Sang said: "The academy has always believed in fun. ”

Ning Que said, "Wouldn't it be better if we could find some meaning?"

Sangsang said: "What I give to drunkards and butchers can also be given to you, and it must be the eternity of the objective and independent kingdom of God, and you don't need to worry about the extinction of your self-consciousness." ”

Ning Que said: "But I still need to surrender to you." ”

Sangsang said, "All life must be surrendered to me. ”

Ning Que said: "I don't accept it. ”

Sangsang said, "Why?"

Ning Que said: "Because you are my woman." ”

Sangsang didn't understand the meaning of the sentence.

Ning Que looked at her and said, "Since you are my woman, then you can only surrender to me, whether in bed or at the dinner table, you should listen to me." ”

Sang Sang's thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "How can you do this?"

Ning Que looked at her and said calmly: "Just like the night by the Atami, if you don't accept it, I will you until you obey." ”

Sangsang's expression did not change, and in the depths of the bright willow leaf eyes, there were hundreds of millions of stars destroying miè.

Her hands are no longer the universe of tenderness, but the universe of anger.

Ning Que felt a powerful divine power descend on his body, countless mountain peaks pressed on his shoulders, and his knees began to creak, as if they could break at any time.

He clearly felt that the hand he was holding was so cold and majestic. His eyes and ears began to bleed outward, dripping onto the terrace in front of his feet.

His face was covered with blood, but he still couldn't hide a somewhat happy smile: "Over the years, there is something I have never figured out. Why are you so good, so diligent and capable, but there are many people who always dislike you, they like Shanshan, they like Yilan, and even like Li Yu, the idiot, they just don't like you. ”

"It's only now that I understand that it's because people don't feel human feelings and heat in you, because you really aren't human. ”

He stared at Sangsang's eyes and said: "You let the teacher ascend to the sky, the teacher let you land, you are a high god, but I want to turn you into a person, if this is a war, then it is a war between our master and apprentice and you." I can now clearly feel the anger and disgust in your body, which are emotions that only human beings have, and I think this is the dawn of victory. ”

As soon as the words fell, he took a step forward to take her into his arms, and cast a word rune in his left hand, enveloping his body, and at the same time began to summon his own destiny in his consciousness.

He began to summon Sangsang.

On the cliff by the snow lake that year, he sang a song to Sangsang Sang, who understood the song and understood the call and invitation he made in the song.

Unlike the invitation she relayed to the drunkard, it was so tight that it meant absolute obedience, not even the shadow of death and the intimidation of Hades could tear apart.

Any conscious being will instinctively resist such an absolutely one-sided connection, and even if it finally accepts it, it will take a long time to struggle.

But Sang Sang, who was standing on the cliff at that time, agreed to this invitation without any hesitation, let alone struggle, because she was not Haotian at that time, she was originally his little maid.

Once the natal connection is established, it is indestructible, even Haotian can't cut it off on his own, so Sang Sang's face turned slightly pale in an instant, and his thin eyebrows frowned even tighter.

This is the most critical part of the academy's plan, to be precise, this is the continuation of the master's trip to the world with Sangsang last year, and it is also the reason why Ning Que dared to leave Chang'an and come to Xiling Temple.

No natal object can refuse a practitioner's command.

However, the next development was beyond Ning Que's expectations, because Sang Sang did not have any other changes except that his face became paler and his green sleeves trembled slightly for a few moments.

She was not unconscious as he had requested, she fell, and he failed to take her into his arms.

Because she is Haotian, she is not an ordinary natal object, not a sword or a talisman, nor a rosary, she is an objective rule, although she has to obey the rules of her natal life, but because she is a near-infinite being, so the rules related to her, if you want to realize, you need more power, just like you can fall a boulder on a mountain cliff, it is also obeying the rules, but when you first push the boulder, you need unimaginable power.

Ning Que is now a strong man in the world, and his mental power is very strong, but when he wants to directly control Haotian with his consciousness, he still seems a little small and ridiculous.

Sang Sang didn't smile, and looked at Ning Que expressionlessly.

Ning Que found that the sea of snow-capped mountain qi in his body was instantly locked by the rules that he couldn't understand, and then gradually collapsed, and the haoran qi dispersed with the night wind, and he lost all his strength.

Sang Sang slowly let go of his hand.

Ning Que's hands were no longer covered by the gentle water, his body suddenly became lighter, his feet gradually left the ground, and his body was blown by the night breeze, and he swept backwards uncontrollably.

He floated above the Temple of Light like a dandelion tidbit, and was bound by dozens of invisible powers, looking like a poor little reptile in the middle of a spider's web.

No matter how you struggle, you can't get rid of those silk threads after all, because those silk threads are rules, Ning Que didn't struggle, looked at the blood slowly flowing from his body, and was silent.

Sang Sang walked down with his hands and looked at him quietly, there was no emotion on his face and eyes, obviously he was looking up, but he felt like he was looking down on the whole world.

She just glanced at him, and he was defeated because she was Haotian. But Ning Que knew that he hadn't completely failed, because he hadn't died yet, and she was still his destiny.

Ning Que began to think about how to continue this battle, there was no precedent for this battle, whether it was the battle of the junior uncle or the master or Liu Bai, it was different, he had no object to learn.

His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden pain.

The shoes on his feet were shattered, and then the skin was shattered, and the blood was peeling off with blood clots, like the skin of the wall after being drenched in countless days of rain and exposed to the sun.

In an instant, his feet were cut by countless subtle spaces, and countless flesh and blood were cut into small and regular shapes, and they kept falling towards the temple ground dozens of feet below, and his feet were only white bones, smeared with blood and flesh scraps, and the picture looked extremely terrifying.

It should have been deliberately delayed, although the speed of spatial cutting was fast, it could still allow Ning Que to clearly see this terrifying process, and the most important thing was that he had enough time to experience this pain.

Ning Que had suffered many injuries in his life, and he had also received the punishment of a horse thief in the wasteland, but he had never felt such a clear and terrifying pain.

His lips were white, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed out and fell to the temple floor beneath his feet, diluting the flesh with a soft crackling sound.

A voice full of majesty, constantly echoing in his sea of consciousness, like tens of thousands of drums beating at the same time, and like tens of thousands of wooden buildings constantly collapsing, this voice has complex syllables that he can't understand, but it also has an unusually clear embodiment of will: that is, surrender!

(Have a great weekend everyone.) [To be continued.]