The heavenly light projected by the gate of heaven like a swimming fish seemed to have stagnated and swam at the moment when the coffin was unveiled.

The center of the world at the bottom of the tomb is like an underwater world, quiet and uninhabited, the blades of grass seem to have lost their gravity, floating lightly, and the endless high dome has a fine snow foam, falling in a row, and before it can fall, it is gently shattered by the sword qi, mixed with the scattered heavenly light, like fish scales flickering.

Inside the coffin, the wind rose and blew the big red robe.

But the red dress is too thin, more like an ancient streamer, cut off, eternally left in the coffin, this soft tulle covering the surface of the body, as early as countless years, corroded by time, although it still retains the integrity of the appearance, but the wind blows, lifting the clothes, it is like broken porcelain, crisp and decisive cracking.

There was a stabbing sound—

First, a corner of red clothes, shattered into slight and fine photons, and then a rain of red light flew out of the coffin uncontrollably.

Yi Xiao was stunned and didn't know how to speak.

In the coffin, the beautiful woman who had been sleeping for countless years slowly opened her eyes.

The streamer in the gate of heaven suddenly stirred, and the swimming fish fell.

She stretched out a hand, supported the side of the coffin, and slowly sat up, the red clothes on her body were crisply broken, and the woman raised her head in disdain, a little confused and at a loss, without hiding her amazing face.

There was a dull sound of bombardment above the dome.

It seems to have a sharp artifact, chiseled down like a groundbreak, the snow is flying, the land is sinking, there is a narrow sword box, accompanied by a high-pitched dragon and phoenix chanting, with fluffy snow and snow, smashing a hole from the dome, the falling momentum is extremely fast, crossing the vast distance from the Xiguan of the Northern Wei Dynasty to the Bachi Mountain in the Western Regions, it is hard to imagine how much desire and sword energy is hidden in this sword box.

Breaking through the dome, the snow and sky suddenly froze, and the speed of the sword box became "slow", and the moment the woman sat up and straightened, it just stopped firmly on the side of her hand, and the surface of the sword box trembled on its own, shaking off the remaining snow gas.

The fingers of the red cloth grasped the side of the red coffin.

To be precise, it covered the hand that Yi Xiao held the coffin.

Her gaze first lifted, falling with the speed of the sword's case, and then when the swordbox fell and hung in front of her, her gaze slowly stopped.

There was nothing in her eyes.

It's like thinking about where you came from and where you want to go.

When I saw the sword box, I was still endlessly confused.

After thinking about it for a short time, she seemed to remember.

Mu Hongyi put one hand on Yi Xiao's hand, exerted a slight force, and stretched out a whole arm that was as cool as a lotus.

The arm spread like a branch, slowly growing knots, and finally slowly popped out of the fingertips, gently pressed on the sword box, in an instant, the void cut by the sword box, gave birth to countless water waves, a mirror blurred, countless water lines bloomed on the fingertips of the red clothes, wandering in the heavenly gate of the "swimming fish", in an instant chaotic shadow, scrambling to surround this green jade finger.

At the gate of heaven, with her as the center of the circle, bursts of tornado breath were swept away, grass clippings danced, dragons and snakes were hoarse, the sword box opened a thin slit slightly, and the sword qi leaked like mercury paving the ground.

The atmosphere is magnificent.

Yi Xiao looked at this scene, the red dress had already been blown to pieces when the wind rose, and it was as dusty as sand, and the naked woman stopped her back, and her whole body was like the snow of the dragon's back in the Western Regions.

The whole world is centered around her.

Mu Hongyi held on to the side of the coffin, slowly changing from a sitting position to standing up, she didn't care about the gaze of the man next to her, and her fingertips swept over the sword box decisively and quickly.

With a slight "click", the sword box seemed to have been brushed open with a narrow thin line.

Heaven and earth are open.

The sword qi in the sky solidified, Mu Hongyi was slightly stunned, she saw the black dragon and white phoenix bowing her eyebrows and greeting, and after opening the box by herself, the sword qi floated out, and it was not the sword that hid the box.

It's a big red robe.

In the "ancient seabed" where the sky wanders, this corner of the broken red robe, like a folded seaweed, stretches out at this moment, and slowly stretches a lazy waist towards the re-blooming and grand and bright world.

Immediately after that, countless large red seaweeds emerged from the sword box, corner after corner, floating and fluttering, dancing with the sword qi waves.

The swimming fish swayed slightly, biting the corners of the red clothes, pulling the robes, leaning on the three feet around the woman, shuttling back and forth, and finally piecing together the broken clothes into a complete big red clothes.

The countless sword qi poured out in the sword box carefully and gently ironed around the broken place, smoothing out the broken robe, even with the wind, frost and snow that was contaminated.

Mu Hongyi chuckled, held Yi Xiao's hand, and took a step out of the coffin, the red dress was already very suitable for her body, undulating exquisitely.

Yi Xiao looked at her in a daze.

She also looked at Yi Xiao.

Whistling.

The Wind Breaks in Heaven –

She softly spat out two words.

"Yi, Xiao. ”

Mu Hongyi, who stepped on the grass barefoot, pulled Yi Xiao and gently pulled him up.

His Royal Highness's soul sea was so depleted that all the qi pockets in his body had exhausted his strength, and his heart was infinitely tired, but with this surging warmth, he revived.

It's like having infinite power.

The red dress let go of Yi Xiao's hand, and her shadow was projected on the grassland of Tianmen, the sky was flowing, and the shadow was cut and separated, swaying like a wave.

Mu Hongyi stood in front of the coffin and spread her arms.

She said gently, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Yi Xiao thought in a daze.

How long have you been waiting for this sentence?

Starting from the sound of Qijiang's string breaking, countless pictures rippled in the streamer of Tianmen, countless swimming fish revolved around him, blurred mirrors swayed in the sea of souls, the moonlight in Sky Wolf City sprinkled out, the yellow sand in Saibei also shook off and flew out, the ethereal singing on the roof of the Torrent City, the sound of the shattering tiles of the Tianshu Tower in Luoyang City, and the desolate cry of the wind and frost spreading the sword light out of the sheath.

Scene after scene, Yi Xiao's soul power was quietly rising.

The Divine Soul World of the Purple Mansion, accompanied by the sound of broken lenses, the scattered cobwebs, slowly peeling off like porcelain pieces, these memories were violently and repeatedly shattered, smashing out one non-existent crack after another.

The world is intact.

It was as if he was struggling to pounce on it regardless of his whole body, and his elbow hit the non-existent air, but it was like hitting the toughest wall, hurting his heart and tears, but smashing the non-existent wall and rippling.

Eventually smashed the wall that broke the realm.

His Royal Highness's soul power has broken through the threshold of the ninth realm and entered the unprecedented Great Perfection of the tenth realm of soul power.

At this time, the depleted lotus flower was no longer endlessly absorbing Yi Xiao's soul power.

The "seed" has matured.

The melons are ripe and falling.

Yi Xiao felt that he had no choice, he walked over slowly, hugged the red clothes, but his fingers hung on Mu Hongyi's shoulders, trembling slightly, and did not fall.

He asked softly, "Is it true?"

Mu Hongyi didn't answer, she neither nodded nor shook her head.

just hugged His Royal Highness softly.

Yi Xiao sighed and closed her eyes in resignation, and tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, he knew that the immortality of Tianmen was fake, and the immortality in this world was fake, even so, he still admitted it.

Because this body temperature and residual heat are real.

Mu Hongyi gently patted his back, touching his forehead with his forehead, and his long hair flew.

She muttered softly.

"I'm sorry. ”

Yi Xiao frowned slightly, but did not open his eyes.

He felt the body hugging him, leaning back slightly.

So the whole world shook with the sky and tilted together.

Heaven and earth are positive, long hair is negative, and red clothes fall backwards.

One side of the coffin became the only shelter for falling backwards, but the slight bump sound that should have occurred did not appear, and the gentle hands wrapped around his waist, and he slowly turned over in a short time and fell into the coffin.

It's like falling off a cliff.

The woman is like a wild flower that grows on the branches, hugging her body, from gentle to wild.

The sudden change made Yi Xiao a little uncomfortable, he cried out in pain, and then his lips were blocked, and the gentle snowflakes covered him, and after a short period of coldness, the other party used all his strength, as if he wanted to suck out his soul.

Yi Xiao gave up all resistance, as if falling into the clouds.

He allowed himself to fall, and he also allowed the woman to ask for it more and more unscrupulously.

Between the misty sea of clouds.

He fell for an unknown amount of time.

The divine soul that had been conceived for a long time and finally matured was also sucked out little by little.

The soul fire flickered, no longer bright.

Yi Xiao suddenly heard a slight clicking sound.

The sea of clouds was slashed open by a sword.

The sword slashed itself out of the clouds.

All the swimming fish in Tianmen were boiling violently, and they were torn into nothingness by the endless sword qi.

The grass clippings of the Heavenly Gate rolled open in an instant, and the vitality and sword qi wrapped in hypocrisy revealed the true face of incomparably barren under a single sword.

His Royal Highness opened his eyes with difficulty, waiting for the ghost of the world to slowly merge.

He saw a man in white with his foot on the coffin, holding the sword of nothingness "Cause and Effect" in one hand, his expression calm and free.

The tip of the sword was only a slight distance from his chest.

But it accurately penetrated the heart of "Mu Hongyi".

The woman who was shrouded in countless heavenly light, her face at this moment was still that gentle, and no one knew if she had the memory of the red clothes in the sword box, but with the sword aura of that sword, all the disguises were torn apart.

Her skin is no longer fair, her hair is no longer shiny, and her eyes are no longer bright.

The woman was still smiling, but this smile was no longer moving after her original withered and dried face was revealed.

The Lord of the Great Bright Mountain said lightly: "Don't bother him to do it, I'll send you to the other side." ”

The sword qi swirled, and the coffin shook.

Countless karmic reincarnations burst out with a bang—

In the barren Heavenly Gate, the yellow sand suddenly flew, and the black dragon and white phoenix sword box were slapped out by the huge sword qi, falling into the ground, bursting out with a desolate screaming sound.

Jian Zongming glanced at it coldly and said: "A dead thing, it is not easy to give birth to a little spiritual wisdom, but it is extremely stupid, the master has already died, and after listening to the order, he traveled thousands of miles to rush to the sword qi, is it possible to think that there is really immortality in the world?"

The black dragon and white phoenix were extremely resentful, and they whimpered in pain, but they didn't dare to say anything more because of the sword aura of the man in white.

The woman who was inserted into the back of the heart by Jian Zongming's causal sword had already put her head at the bottom of the coffin at this moment, and lowered her head, just because she didn't want to reveal her face.

Cause and effect are the same, and they cannot be avoided.

Her limbs were still hugging Yi Xiao, and the residual temperature was still there.

In the nostrils of His Royal Highness, there was still a familiar smell, and the causal sword qi was vibrating, bringing a faint bloody aura, making his brain blank.

He already knew.

He knows...... Mu Hongyi is dead, and he won't come back to life.

He also knew that if Mu Hongyi really came back one day, he would not spread his arms to himself, and said with a gentle smile, I have been waiting for you for a long time.

So he knew from beginning to end that it was just a fantasy.

But even in Houqing's immortal monument, Yi Xiao had never experienced such a realistic illusion.

His Royal Highness's cheeks were already covered with tears.

He was willing to believe it to be true.

Before he finally closed his eyes, he asked, is it true?

No answer is required.

At least for a short time, he felt a real presence.

The woman holding herself, her body has already withered, Yi Xiao knows that there is no eternal time in this world, when the immortal array is broken, the locked time will be repaid a thousand times and hundreds of times, this eternal evergreen land is actually just a barren and barren cemetery.

This is especially true in the coffin of the Heavenly Gate.

In the coffin lies the woman of eternal youth, who has been sleeping for a long time and needs a kiss to wake up.

Sounds like a ridiculous story.

Yi Xiao never felt full of joy, but at this moment, she felt extremely sad, as if something in her blood had slowly awakened, but the sadness that was full of her did not belong to her, and a huge sense of alienation excluded her.

The withered woman holding herself, her voice was like a wind floating between heaven and earth, overflowing the coffin and scattering.

"I really miss 'him'. ”

The woman said softly, "If you really are 'him', how nice." ”

Yi Xiao slowly raised a hand, slowly and gently stroked the back of her head, put it on the woman's dry hair like withered grass, and comforted in a soft voice: "There will be reincarnation, you can be together in the next life." ”

"No...... No, it won't. ”

"The world will laugh at it. ”

The woman chuckled softly and said, "This is a very ridiculous story. ”

Her voice was harsh, and she said, "You close your eyes. ”

Yi Xiao sighed and slowly closed her eyes.

The woman pleaded and looked up, trying to buy the last little time.

Jian Zongming, who was stepping on the coffin, saw the woman's eyes, he saw the woman's appearance before she died, he couldn't bear it, and nodded slowly.

She chuckled lowly, slowly moved her head, leaned against Yi Xiao's chest, and listened to the heartbeat like fire in her chest.

She said softly: "I have a name, my name is Ah Yu. I haven't heard anyone shout in a long time, can you ...... Call me?"

There was a brief silence.

Maybe it was because he knew that the withered and decaying woman in the coffin was like the lotus flower, and no longer existed in the world for a long time, or maybe it was because he couldn't bear to see the woman's peerless appearance.

Yi Xiao's heart ached unbearably.

His breathing became difficult, and he said bitterly, "Ah Yu." ”

The woman smiled again, full of joy, and replied, "Huh-"

Yi Xiao felt the woman lying on top of her, and after struggling to answer her own words, her strength was even more exhausted, more like a sleepy cat, slowly and dreamily saying some scattered words before she was about to fall asleep.

"You must have suffered a lot of grievances......

"Actually, I'm living a good life here, but I can't see you every day, it's very difficult, if I can be by your side, it's no ...... to live a shorter life."

Yi Xiao pursed her lips.

He could imagine what kind of torment it was like to live in the coffin.

Under the suppression of the rules of the cemetery, if no one could uncover the coffin, she opened her eyes every day and saw nothing but darkness.

The sky is swaying outside, and the night is eternally long inside the coffin.

If you have no companion, you might as well die.

The long, indefinite wait, combined with the infinite lifespan, is the hardest torture in the world.

This woman named "Ah Yu" has been waiting until now, from the sixteenth year of the Spring and Autumn Period to the present, four hundred years have passed in the tomb, she has been waiting since the beginning of the Fu, how many years should she wait?

The woman's voice slowly took on a crying tone.

"I regret it......"

"I want to retract that sentence......"

"If there is immortality, I don't want to share that share, I don't want to live with you from life to life, it's too difficult......"

She suddenly clenched her ten fingers, Yi Xiao frowned, and sensed that her chest was scratched by a woman with ten different shades.

The woman cried and said, "You lied to me, I thought you would come in person." ”

Yi Xiao opened her eyes, her hands were at the bottom of the coffin, and she wanted to get up with some difficulty, but she was firmly suppressed at the bottom of the coffin by the woman's huge strength.

The Sword Sect, who was standing outside the coffin, turned a blind eye.

The woman didn't look back, and Yu Yu said to Jian Zongming: "If it weren't for that sword, I would have been able to see 'him'." ”

Jian Zongming said that the time was up, and then flicked his fingers lightly, and the causal sword was slowly and resolutely drawn, and the woman's painful voice sounded hoarsely, and she leaned down again.

Yi Xiao sensed that his soul power was emanating from the woman's body little by little, and it was floating back into his purple mansion by itself.

"I don't want to die. ”

"I don't want to get old. ”

The woman leaned over her chest, clutched her cheeks with a grim expression, and the wet flesh fell off and turned into yellow sand.

She couldn't remember how long she had slept in the coffin, year after year, stacked and fallen in a disproportionate amount of time at the Gate of Heaven, and even this cemetery had become deserted, not to mention her skin and body.

Since ancient times, beauties have been like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

She suddenly smiled and said desolately: "It's better to be dead, it's so ugly, when I see 'him', 'he' will laugh at me." ”

A string clicked in Yi Xiao's mind, and he wanted to reach out and try to hug the back of the woman's head in a blank consciousness.

The coffin was filled with yellow sand.

Yi Xiao hugged the back of the woman's head and hugged the air.

He slapped a hand on his chest, where his heartbeat was no longer extremely fast, but became slow and painful.

The coffin was empty.

A red robe fell and folded on His Royal Highness.

Covered in yellow sand, a mess.

Jian Zongming looked at the young man in the coffin in silence, he knew that this was the key to open the second door.

He couldn't understand why the "key" also had empathetic emotions, obviously all this had been settled, and after the man in the coffin closed his eyes, tears suddenly burst out of his eyes and rolled down into the sand at the bottom of the coffin.

There are some partings in this world, and there is no reunion.

......

......

The happy ending in the story is always like this: the most powerful man in the world, defeating all enemies, marries the most beautiful woman in the world.

But it doesn't say it in the story.

As long as it is a human being, it will die, a man will die, and so will a woman.

Therefore, all the stories in this world have eight words at the end.

"It's just ......"

"A pink skull, a pinch of loess. ”

(PS: I think this chapter is well written, so I'd like to ask for some monthly passes.) ）