I will Bury the Gods Chapter 461: : The death knell is ringing at dusk

Si Muxue walked forward, stepping on sticky flesh and blood.

She has learned that this is a pale body. It is not an ancient corpse, but a body waiting to wake up, and she is now walking inside the pale body.

In the past, she was immersed in the research of the brain in the center of the earth, but she didn't find that there was a bone that penetrated the world hidden in this deep stratum.

This is what Emperor Slaanesh told Xiaohe the truth. Before she died, she told Xiaohe many secrets. If it weren't for these secrets, they would not have rushed to this world in such a hurry.

"Has Xiaohe become the real new emperor?" Si Muxue asked.

"Well, if the world is peaceful in the future, you can return to the Holy Land Hall to be a goddess." Lin Shouxi said, "I can accommodate you."

The younger generation who was once hunted down and despised is now above her. Although this kind of thing is very common in the cultivation world, it is inevitable for the proud her to feel ashamed when she encounters it. Si Muxue is very self-motivated, she said coldly:

"Well, I want to be the number one goddess."

"No, Shi Yirao is the number one goddess." Lin Shouxi refused without thinking.

"I used to be the goddess of the Holy Soil Temple. I spent a lot of trouble turning around and accompanied you, the empress, through life and death. I can't even get the position of the first goddess?" Si Muxue was even more displeased.

"That being said, Shi Yirao not only accompanied me through life and death, but also..."

Lin Shouxi stopped talking.

Si Muxue's fluttering fox tail tightened, and she said, "Why do you want to accompany you? We're already halfway through the conversation, why don't you finish it?"

In response to Si Muxue's simple two words: "Be careful."

Si Muxue's wrist was grabbed, and Lin Shouxi led her whole body up. The wind brushed her hair by her ears. When she looked down again, several white shadows suddenly appeared where she was standing before.

"There is actually someone here?" Si Muxue was surprised.

"It may not be a person." Lin Shouxi said.

As soon as the words fell, those white shadows flew up with lightning speed.

Only then did Si Muxue see them clearly.

They are clusters of white flocculent objects, about the same height as a person. Arm-like slender branches protrude from their surface, waving towards them like a sickle. beheaded.

"These monsters, let me come."

Si Muxue broke away from Lin Shouxi's hand.

When fighting against the God of Tide Sense, she felt extremely aggrieved, but now facing weaker enemies, she finally had a chance to flex her muscles.

Si Muxue stood suspended in the air, her red hair agitated, and when the flocculent monsters joined forces to get close, she suddenly mobilized and pierced into it like a sharp blade, so fast that only a series of afterimages could be seen. Wherever her figure passed, There were also bursts of cracking sounds.

She smashed the monster standing in the front with one punch, and then twisted her waist and whipped her legs, bringing up a string of black shadows, and kicked the monster behind to pieces. When it tried to capture her, it used the nine tails as a belt to bind it, and then used the air as a blade to kill it.

Si Muxue was like a knife out of its sheath, with a curvaceous figure and a sharp edge, while the black dress was flying, the seven monsters had been killed by her in the blink of an eye, and the remaining two heads were not timid, but It was obviously impossible to hurt her in the slightest.

This is a feast to kill, she thought.

The strength of these flocculent monsters is actually not bad, each of them is at least at the level of the fairyland, and the tacit cooperation makes their strength doubled and skyrocketed, but Si Muxue is already in the realm of the gods, how can it be Will be afraid of them? No matter how strong the Immortal Realm was in front of her, she would only be killed by one blow.

She turned her head, glanced at Lin Shouxi, and asked indifferently: "Is it a hundred years since Shibai, do you look at him with admiration?"

Lin Shouxi lowered his fingers, and his tone was calmer than her: "Look below."

Si Muxue looked down in the direction of his finger, the red light in her pupils condensed into one point.

below.

Such flocculent monsters have densely covered the entire land of flesh and blood. They are like sheep, but they are more murderous than wolves. Their shapes are also uneven, some are as small as human cubs, and some Some were bigger than full-grown bulls, and as for their number... a thousand? Ten thousand? One hundred thousand? Si Muxue couldn't count at all.

These are real million demon soldiers. When they appeared, the mighty Si Muxue had no thought of resisting at all. She thought it was a killing feast, but when she took a closer look, she realized that she was the feast.

"Didn't you say that this is Pale's body? Pale is the king of ten thousand dragons. How could there be so many monsters in its body? Could it be that Pale has become possessed?" Si Muxue asked coldly.

This trip is a near-death experience, if Pale becomes possessed, the road ahead will be even more dangerous.

"These are not demons." Lin Shouxi shook his head and said, "You also have these things in your body?"

"I also have it in my body? How could there be such a monster in my body?" Si Muxue said immediately.

"When poison enters the human body, people will contract various diseases and suffer unspeakably, and there are things in your body that counteract it, and they will fight against these poisons. Therefore, most diseases can be cured without medicine." Lin Shouxi Explained: "Pale is a living being first, and a **** second. As a living being, of course, there are such things in its body. The number of them is far more than what you see."

……

"You mean, we are the poison that invades its body?"

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Mu Shijing was surprised after hearing Xiaohe's argument.

"Well, when I was in Xijiang, I read a lot of books at the Second Senior Sister's and learned about this kind of knowledge." Xiaohe looked at the black and white flocculent monster in front of him, and said calmly.

"Xiaohe is really knowledgeable..."

Mu Shijing praised, hid silently behind her, and said, "In other words, we are the poison that invaded this body? They sensed the intruder and started to fight back? In this way, will it be possible? Too high the morale of the enemy to destroy your own prestige?"

"Poison is not necessarily bad. If the body itself is a devil, then the poison that kills it is the one that is righteous."

Xiaohe held a water-like sword flat in front of her face, pointing directly at the cotton-wool-like things that were coming with murderous aura, her body was slender but tall and straight.

Mu Shijing looked at her right arm holding the sword.

The moment Emperor Slaanesh was killed, the inheritance of guarding was completely completed. Now Xiaohe's arm has been replaced by dragon claws. Holding the evil scepter, but it is connected with Xiaohe's enchanting body without any sense of disobedience. Xiaohe is assigned a great mission from the sky. This is the guarding arm that symbolizes loyalty. Only the execution of the traitor can appease its anger.

"Xiaohe is really my sister's most capable right-hand man." Mu Shijing made a pun, and obediently hid behind her.

For some reason, beside her waist, the death certificate that had been silent was humming, as if it was about to try.

Mu Shijing patted the scabbard of the death certificate, admonishing it not to overestimate its capabilities.

Xiaohe protected Mu Shijing and entered the white army.

Today's Xiaohe is like a human-shaped meat-grinding blade. She rushes straight forward, and the path she passes is covered with blood. No matter how many ants there are, they can't bite the steel plate, and they can't destroy Xiaohe's unique body even if they try their best.

Xiaohe was very calm, she was not immersed in the killing, but just flew along the **** road, killing into the depths of the earth.

During the period, she couldn't help but think of what Emperor Slaanesh said to her again:

"The reason why the emperor went deep into Kunlun back then was to investigate this matter, but Mu Shijing was so ignorant that he just pulled out the sword of absurdity and beheaded her... However, even if he really understood everything, I'm afraid It doesn't help either, the newly born paleness may even escape the distinctions of hidden life, ancient times, and dark ancients, and directly become a star-level cosmic life. In front of such gods, history is the wheel that crushes everything. It is violent and rude. reverse."

"Although His real enemy is not you, but...there are no eggs under the overturned nest?"

"If it wasn't for the meteor that fell from the sky and fell to the ground, fulfilling the prophecy that the ground trembled, you people might never have the chance to wake up. So, in a sense, I am indeed the savior of mankind, It is His Majesty the Emperor who opened the river of all ages."

"What? Do you suspect that I lied to you? I will not lie, because the definition of Slaanesh has long been rewritten. It is not a sin, but love, inspiration, the initial symbol, and the symbol of love. Crystallization is a gift, and it is the beauty that people watch for together... I will not lie to you, and I don’t have to lie to you, if you don’t believe me, you can go to Kunlun, under the majestic Kunlun, you will find the answer you want.”

The Empress of Slaanesh walked through the wine pool, and the pool full of wine turned into a fruity mist. In the mist, she danced lightly, her body became crystal clear, before the throne, and at the end of singing and dancing, she turned into snowflakes.

Snowflakes are floating all over the hall, slender and easy to break, as if the inspiration was accidentally obtained by a clever hand, and it disappeared without paying attention.

Afterwards, she rushed back to Shenshan, met Master Shizun, and explained the matter. Master Master opened the door to another world and sent everyone here together.

This action was costly, Gong Yu was forced to stay in the Taoist sect to recuperate her body, and Chu Yingchan took care of her.

She and Lin Shouxi wanted to come to the center of the earth together, but when the East China Sea was in chaos and the tide was born, they had to split into two groups. Lin Shouxi went to the sea to quell the chaos, and she brought Mu Shijing to Kunlun to explore the secrets.

She didn't want to bring Mu Shijing here, but Mu Shijing took the initiative to invite Ying, saying that this is also her own body, and there are always vicious monsters in it, so it should make her a bit thinner, and bringing her is equivalent to bringing her got a talisman.

Xiaohe agreed, but she was not persuaded by her, but felt: "Alright, instead of causing trouble for Master and Sister Chu in the Taoist sect, why not come to my side, and take it as a share of their worries."

It was only then that Mu Shijing realized that in their hearts, her own existence was just a difference of where to add to the chaos. This made her, a master of the fairyland, feel extremely frustrated.

Only when she got here did she realize that this body is really nostalgic. But yes, the flood is ruthless and ungrateful. It was born for destruction, so how could it be diverted because of the Dragon King Temple?

As for the nightmare she had...

She was ashamed to tell others about that nightmare—the world was about to be destroyed, and she was still struggling with whether she slept well last night, which was really hard to say.

Xiaohe charged forward, while Mu Shijing waved the flag and shouted at the rear. Their bodies were covered with flesh and blood walls and thorns of meridians. magma.

Their enemies are not just those flocculent things, they have also encountered all kinds of enemies along the way.

Some can quickly heal wounds and repair the sword wounds caused by Xiaohe, some can quickly locate their location and send their location information to the whole body, dispatch troops, and some are like generals in a hundred battles, They are powerful, and they have a characteristic: they cannot be defeated by the same move twice.

These are things that are inherent in the human body. The pale body was too huge, so they also became billions of times bigger, becoming enemies visible to the naked eye.

Although Xiaohe is already a god, it is impossible to kill all enemies of this order of magnitude. She tries not to get entangled with them, and directly penetrates into them to destroy the core.

After avoiding their pursuit, one after another huge walls of meat blocked in front of them.

These flesh and blood are undulating, like a mountain reaching the sky, I don't know how thick it is.

There is no way to go, only to encounter mountains and open mountains.

Xiaohe used his sword to tear open a huge gap in the mountain, and led Mu Shijing to get in, trying to break through the mountain like a pangolin and reach the other side of the mountain.

But this seems to be a trap.

They just got into it, and the flesh seemed to come alive, and it kept closing and squeezing them, locking them firmly inside. Xiaohe was fine, but Mu Shijing couldn't hold on. Stop, she kept groaning miserably, and the bones also made a rattling sound, as if they were about to split.

Xiaohe was going to save her, but Mu Shijing took the lead in saving herself.

What saved her was the death certificate.

The death certificate actively unsheathed amidst the humming, and pierced the blade into the flesh and blood. When the living flesh touched the death certificate, it began to deteriorate and dissolve, and retreated like a natural enemy.

Mu Shijing got out of trouble immediately.

"Death certificate..."

Mu Shijing was very surprised. She did not expect that the death certificate, which looks simple and unadorned, can kill pale flesh and blood at a critical moment.

With the protection of the death certificate, the next journey was unimpeded. They passed through the sticky flesh and blood of the mountain wall and came to a more open depth. The rock formations and stone mantles are no longer visible in the depths. Around them, flesh and blood fibers are intricate, and countless blood vessels lie on the ground like snakes. There are countless smooth-surfaced giants hanging above them, like fleshy stalactites.

Mu Shijing finally came out, his chest loosened, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.

Xiaohe collected two bright red blood cells, crushed them, a large amount of oxygen gushed out from them, and Mu Shijing bathed in them, his tense body finally relaxed.

"I didn't expect this sword to be so powerful."

Xiaohe picked up the Wujin sword with a black scabbard as a death certificate. Even though he has seen two peerless and legendary swords, Xiaohe was still shocked by Death Card's performance today.

"Of course, this is a famous sword that I carefully nurtured." Mu Shijing was also very pleased. Looking at the death certificate, she showed the expression of relief that her mother had when she saw it as a talent: "I have already seen it. Lin Shouxi is still complacent, thinking that he has made a lot of money, but he doesn't know..."

"Okay, don't be complacent."

Xiaohe interrupted her, she brushed the blade of the sword with her dragon claw, observed it, and asked: "Do you know its origin?"

"Origin?"

Mu Shijing thought for a while and said, "Isn't this the sword of the Demon Gate? It's something that Lin Qiuyi passed on to Lin Shouxi."

"Demon Gate, Demon Gate..."

Xiaohe whispered softly.

The death certificate resounded in her hand.

Suddenly.

Memories come flooding back.

She recalled the scene when she fled to the black cliff when she was hunted down by Si Muxue. Aoyama is out of place.

At that time, she was very curious about the origin of Hei Ya, and even asked Lin Shouxi.

Lin Shouxi also asked Su Shijie a similar question when he was a child. Senior Sister Su told him that there are vicious monsters suppressed at the bottom of the black cliff, and this black cliff is formed by the blood oozing from monsters. Of course, there are many legends of all kinds, and they are quite different. Most of them are word of mouth passed down by the common people, without any textual research.

In short, in people's minds, Black Cliff mostly represents disaster and ominousness, and it is precisely because of this that Demon Sect chooses to settle in Black Cliff.

The evidence of death is said to be the Excalibur extracted from the black cliff.

Could it be that the formation of Heiya and even this sword is also related to Paleness?

The more Xiaohe thought about it, the more frightened she became.

"Xiaohe, what's wrong with you? Why are you motionless, you won't be affected by paleness, right?" Mu Shijing stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Xiaohe's eyes.

Xiaohe came back to her senses and asked Mu Shijing a question that baffled her: "Do you think being pale makes you sick?"

"Pale... sick?" Mu Shijing frowned, and subconsciously said, "Can gods get sick too?"

"Have you never been sick since you were a child?" Xiao He asked.

"No." Mu Shijing shook his head.

"Have you not been with Lin Shouxi for a hundred years?" Xiaohe asked again.

"No... But he almost made him sick." Mu Shijing said angrily.

"Huh? Why is he mad at you?" Xiaohe couldn't help asking.

"He..."

Just as Mu Shijing opened his mouth, he immediately realized something was wrong, and said angrily, "Xiaohe, why are you so ignorant? Is now the time to discuss these things?"

Xiaohe smiled apologetically.

Mu Shijing didn't pursue it either, but just asked: "Why did Xiaohe suddenly ask about illness... By the way, have you ever been ill?"

"When I was young, I often fell ill. I still remember that once, I was chased by a unicorn and forced to hide in a cave. That night, the unicorn rushed outside, and I had a high fever, suffering from pain. I can't bear it, I just feel that there is a fire in my head, and I want to jump up at any time and explode my whole brain."

Xiaohe smiled softly and said, "I will never forget this pain in my life."

After hearing this, Mu Shijing felt pity, and couldn't help hugging her slender body that was soft and boneless.

Xiaohe wanted to return the hug, but when she saw her right arm covered in scales, her movements faltered slightly, and finally she dropped down silently, only wrapping her left arm around Mu Shijing's back.

"I said this not to make Sister Mu take pity on me."

Xiaohe sheathed the death certificate, and said seriously: "I just feel that there is nothing indestructible in this world. The fairy garden will collapse in time, and the steel will rust with time. It is as strong as pale, and I am afraid it will also Infect the disease for a long time."

Mu Shijing stared at the death certificate, seeming to understand something, but also didn't seem to understand anything, she felt that Xiaohe had already made it very clear, and didn't want to show timidity in front of her, so she pretended to be suddenly enlightened.

Xiaohe thought she understood, so she didn't explain further.

In the rear, the pursuers who had been thrown off by her came again.

"Have you rested yet?" Xiao He asked.

"Yeah."

Mu Shijing nodded vigorously.

Xiaohe led her through the throne of flesh and blood, and continued to fly forward.

"By the way, where are we going?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Go to the dragon's heart." Xiao He said.

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"Dragon's heart?"

Si Muxue asked Lin Shouxi about the destination of this trip, and got the answer of 'Dragon King's Heart'.

She was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was reasonable.

For dragons, the heart is the most important organ, and this is most likely inherited from Pale. If you want to prevent Pale from waking up, destroying its heart is probably the best choice!

"How big is that heart...?"

Just thinking about it made Si Muxue feel creepy.

It should be a sarcoma made up of tens of thousands of giant peaks. It has been agitating in the depths of the earth for hundreds of millions of years, accumulating strength for the coming of the doomsday. Even if they found the heart, would they really have the ability to destroy it?

Si Muxue quietly looked at Lin Shouxi.

From the tough lines on his side face, Si Muxue saw the determination to put all his eggs in one basket. , or the battle with flesh and blood monsters all the way after entering the center of the earth, he has not displayed his true strength.

He is like a real sun with endless brilliance, shining for billions of years without rest.

But... is strength alone really enough?

If he really fought Pale in the center of the earth, even if he succeeded in killing Pale, the world would most likely be destroyed in their battle.

"The center of the earth is so dangerous, aren't you worried about them?" Si Muxue asked.

"I believe in Xiaohe." Lin Shouxi said.

"Your Majesty is powerful, so there is no need to worry. I'm talking about that girl Mu Shijing." Si Muxue said.

"I believe in Xiaohe." Lin Shouxi repeated.

Coincidentally, Xiaohe brought Mu Shijing with him, and he brought Si Muxue with him. In this extremely dangerous place, they each brought a oil bottle, and the oil bottles chattered. Words, but it makes this journey of escape from death seem so lonely.

At this moment, Si Muxue actually felt a little lucky—fortunately, she was weak enough, and she didn't need to suffer or be embarrassed because of the problem of survival in the world. Just a well-behaved female fox is fine.

The emperor's decision back then was a bit wise...

Si Muxue was ashamed of this feeling of dependence, but squeezed his wrist even tighter. She told herself in her heart that this was just a surrender to power and had no other meaning.

The road ahead is still far away.

This is a labyrinth of flesh and blood, even if it is as strong as Lin Shouxi, he will get lost in it for a while, and it is difficult to find a way out.

For the next few hours, they shuttled through this forest of organs and saw countless organs of unimaginable size. Si Muxue didn't understand the purpose of these organs, and her vision was just a sense of sight. Blind people, no matter how far they can see, cannot see their true faces from the corners of the icebergs.

After that, Si Muxue also saw a large amount of boiling magma.

Lin Shouxi told her that these were pale blood.

In her last life, Pale Blood was so cold, she could even start a long and boundless Ice Age with her own blood.

Now, her blood is so hot and hot. These things that people call lava are rushing between the ravines of flesh and blood. It erupted, spreading a torrent of flames that would destroy the world.

Si Muxue felt more and more desperate.

The deity has not yet awakened, and has not yet shown its true divine power, but it is already daunting by its own hugeness.

On the road ahead, they encountered more and more enemies, and these enemies became stronger and stronger. At first, Si Muxue was still able to move her hands, but later on, she had almost no room to make a move.

In the past hundred years, Si Muxue has read Sanhuamao's masterpiece Zhu Shenlu. Although this book is well-known and suitable for all ages, it also has many problems. The most criticized thing is that in the later period of the book, there are as many holy steps as wild dogs at once. She is an empress, lord, and saint who dominates one side, but she is also loyal to the protagonist and obeys her words. At that time, Si Muxue thought this was too nonsense, but today when she came to the center of the earth, she found that Sanhuamao was still too conservative.

Deep in the center of the earth, those monsters responsible for protecting the main organs are not inferior to Si Muxue in every strength. They are divided into tens of thousands of settlements. When they breathe together, the breath they exhale is enough to destroy Heaven and earth. There are as many holy ranks as wild dogs, but as many as a cow's hair!

Her penance for hundreds of years is not worth mentioning.

One of them even became exactly the same as Si Muxue, trying to confuse the real one.

They were all defeated by Lin Shouxi.

The scene in the book manifested beside Si Muxue. The corpses of the 'Holy Steps' piled up into a mountain. Lin Shouxi sat resting among the corpses. An unborn demon leader, after massacring the city and destroying the country, sat drinking alone, Mochizuki sighed.

Si Muxue sat down beside him.

She didn't make a move, but she was already numb. She hugged her knees, stroked her snow-white long tail, and asked, "The blood demon just now turned into exactly the same as me. How did you tell the real from the fake?" /

"Miss Si has already discovered the difference between reality and fiction, and realized who I really am? How did you ask such a stupid question?" Lin Shouxi smiled.

"You made fun of me about this again... I just teased you once, why are you so concerned about it?" Si Muxue pinched her tail tightly, and said in a bad manner: "You are really stingy."

"What kind of person is not stingy? Lin would like to hear more about it." Lin Shouxi said.

Looking at his sharp lips like a knife, Si Muxue couldn't help recalling that presumptuous kiss, and said confidently: "Have you ever read Zhu Shenlu? The protagonist in that book has the same magic power as you. The wives have married no less than 30 wives, childhood sweethearts, mentors and disciples, and goddesses from all worlds. Looking at you, this goddess rewarded you with a kiss. You don’t want to make progress, but you still hold grudges in your heart. You, you must have accepted the Goddess Nasi as a taboo long ago, and you have been trained to be submissive."

"You want me to do this to you?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"I'm just giving an example. Anyway, I'm sorry you don't dare... By the way, I heard that Wu Youhe controls you very strictly. You obey that little girl? Is it true?" Si Muxue deliberately provoked him.

"Who told you that?"

"Chu Yingchan." Si Muxue lied to him.

"This traitor Xiaoyu is ruining Master's reputation outside again..." Lin Shouxi saw through Si Muxue's lies, and said calmly, "Don't listen to Xiaoyu's nonsense, this girl Xiaohe is just playing prestige outside , usually at home, she doesn't dare to disobey her husband at all, the little bird is very gentle."

"Really?"

Si Muxue looked at him suspiciously.

She also finally understood why Mu Shijing always liked to quarrel with Lin Shouxi. After the quarrel, her originally suppressed mood relaxed a lot.

She stretched out her arm, handed it to Lin Shouxi, and said, "Make a mark on me. If there are such cunning enemies in the future, I won't admit my mistake."

Lin Shouxi looked at her white arm, and wanted to say that he would not admit his mistake, but behind his eyes full of expectations for his boss, Mu Xue, it was difficult for him to refuse. On Mu Xue's arm, the word 'Snow' was written.

The delicate and crystal-clear words written in snow are really like a snowflake condensed on her white wrist, which will melt in one breath.

"I'll write one for you too." Si Muxue said.

"No need." Lin Shouxi refused.

"No, what if I make a mistake?" Si Muxue argued hard, grabbed Lin Shouxi's hand, and wrote with a swipe of a pen.

No matter how many years the fairies pass through, there is always a young girl hidden in their hearts. That is when they were young. Seeing such a wayward little girl, she handed him flowers in the bright afternoon. No one can refuse this kindness.

Lin Shouxi did not struggle.

But soon, his brow frowned.

"What word did you write?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Oh." Si Muxue showed an apologetic look, and said, "I accidentally wrote the word 'angry' backwards."

Lin Shouxi took apart the reversed word "anger" and read it, feeling angry for a moment.

Si Muxue, who was laughing non-stop, was quickly caught by him. Punishment was unavoidable. She bought an unprecedented eleven-tailed demon fox, and now she was ashamed and anxious, but no matter how softly she begged, the master was as firm as steel and would not be moved.

Lin Shouxi wanted to erase the word, but after thinking about it, he just covered it with his sleeve.

This was just an insignificant episode, Lin Shouxi didn't take it to heart, he rested for a while, and then continued on the road.

After a while of twists and turns, Lin Shouxi stopped again.

"Has Your Majesty lost his way again?" Si Muxue asked.

"Shh."

Lin Shouxi made a silent gesture.

Si Muxue felt ominous, and her expression became serious.

"Did you hear any sound?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Sound?"

Si Muxue was puzzled, she looked around, only saw flesh and blood squirming, meridians slanting, where did the strange noise come from?

Just as she was about to speak, her heart ached.

She subconsciously pressed her heart.

"What's that sound?" Si Muxue was also horrified.

She heard it, she heard the sound too!

The sound came from a distant, empty dark place, like the twilight bells of a Buddhist temple.

"Heartbeat is a pale heartbeat!" Lin Shouxi quickly made a judgment: "We are very close to His heart."

……

Not only Lin Shouxi, but Xiaohe and Mu Shijing also heard the heartbeat. Although their actions were not as fast as Lin Shouxi's, they came from Kunlun, so they were closer to the heart.

When Xiaohe and Mu Shijing heard the beating of their hearts, they held their breaths and concentrated.

That voice was too loud, it was like the pulse of the Mother Earth Goddess, shaking people's blood and heart. The ground under his feet is not solid enough in this voice, it is more like an ice surface, which will collapse and sink at any time.

"We... are getting close." Mu Shijing said in a low voice.

The death certificate on Mu Shijing's waist also rang out again, like the sound of an enemy.

At the same time.

In the depths they couldn't see, at an unknown number of miles underground, a white ghost sat quietly, looking up, there was no starry sky above, but her eyes were so serious.

Her lips moved, and she suddenly spoke.

This is obviously a very impolite ghost. She said, "How stupid, human beings are really idiots, as long as the gods have a human body, they will also become stupid..."

The ghost swayed in the darkness like an erratic breeze.

"This is not the sound of the heart, but the tolling of the knell," said the ghost.

……

Human world.

Daomen.

Chu Yingchan was taking care of the Daoist affairs while treating Gong Yu's injuries.

This time when she opened the gate to another world, she brought too many people with her, and the backlash was severe. Even after recuperating for a day and a night, she still couldn't recover.

"I'm a little worried."

Gong Yu looked at the fairy figure who was busy at the desk, and said suddenly.

"Master, what are you worried about?" Chu Yingchan stopped writing, turned around and looked, her voice was graceful.

"I don't know either." Gong Yu shook his head, and Xianyan showed a trace of confusion: "I woke up this morning, and I often felt uneasy. I meditated for two hours, but I couldn't relieve it... It hasn't happened in years, I always feel that something will happen today, and, last night I had a bad dream, I dreamed that everyone died, and their fragments flew into the sun and burned into ashes."

"Master, you must be thinking too much...Last night, I also dreamed that Shouxi suffered misfortune, and I was very sad, but the dream is just a dream, and it is enough to gain a moment of regret when I wake up. Master has a clear heart, so why bother?" Isn't it too much trouble?" Chu Yingchan comforted softly.

"Really?"

Gong Yu sat cross-legged, she stared out the window at the evening courtyard, just saw the fallen leaves flying in the twilight, her thoughts were still unresolved, on the contrary, she felt even more disappointed.

Next.

Gong Yu seemed to have made up his mind.

"Do you remember what I promised you when I was drinking that day?" Gong Yu asked.

"Master said... you want to tell us your name?" Chu Yingchan asked.

"Yeah."

Gong Yu nodded, and said coldly: "Yingchan, listen carefully, I want to tell you my name."

"Why so suddenly?" Chu Yingchan asked.

"Because I want to know if Master is well." Gong Yu sighed softly, and she said, "Only three people know my name, and if one more person knows, I will suffer backlash. If I tell you my name , I am backlashed, it means that the master is still alive, if I am safe and sound, then..."

"Master, why is this so?"

There was a hint of shock on Chu Yingchan's beautiful fairy dimple, and she quickly persuaded: "Whether guarding the stream is safe or dangerous, we are powerless living here, so why bother to cause trouble? Bring it up again."

"Yes..."

Gong Yu's eyelids drooped, her beautiful shoulders trembled endlessly, the ending sound of the word 'ke' lingered on her lips for a long time, and finally turned into a sad and delicate voice: "But I just want to know. "

Chu Yingchan's mouth was half opened, all words of admonition were choked in her throat, and she could no longer utter a word.

She wants to know too.

She lied to Master just now, and she didn't fall asleep at all last night, so why dream?

Outside, the twilight flies by like running water.

Inside the house, the two fairies were silent.

Gong Yu's red lips moved, and she was about to say her name.

Just then.

A bell rang outside the window.

Many people heard the bell.

The bells come from different places, such as Taoist gates, Buddhist gates, temples, imperial palaces, Yamen...anything with a bronze bell or something in the shape of a bronze bell, it is at this moment that the bell rang at the same time Voice. The sound of the bell is long and quiet, without sadness or joy. It is like the seeds of weeds, which are scattered all over the fields at the turn of winter and spring. Where the bell rings, the twilight condenses into eternity in the sky.

This is the end of the world.

Within the Taoist gate.

Gong Yu covered his head, showing a look of bewilderment.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Chu Yingchan asked hastily.

"Name..."

Gong Yu was panting, her chest was heaving, and she finally found the source of that anxiety: "Name, I can't remember my name! What's my name...what's my name?"

Gong Yu looked at her hands and tried her best to remember, but she couldn't remember her name—as if someone wanted to erase her from the world, and her name was just the beginning of all this.

At the same time.

In the city of Chang'an.

Zhang Shengyun, who had just returned home, was having dinner with his wife and children.

When his wife and children heard that he came back from Dexianlou, they all pestered him to ask about the immortal in Dexianlou and whether the immortal was really omniscient and omnipotent as the world said.

Zhang Shengyun recalled the experience of that narrow escape, pretending to be relaxed and smiling, and finally coaxed his family, Zhang Shengyun started to move his chopsticks.

Before he could take a bite of food, a bell rang outside.

Hearing the bell, Zhang Shengyun's face turned pale instantly.

He has studied numerology all his life, counting countless people. When the bell rang, he realized that his time was approaching.

It's not just his deadline, the deadline for all the fortune tellers in the world is coming~IndoMTL.com~Daddy, what's wrong with you? "The youngest daughter asked suspiciously.

"Daddy's okay, Daddy's okay, I'm going out, don't follow me."

Zhang Shengyun forced himself to smile a little. He pretended to have something to do, got up, and walked towards the door.

In the past hundred years, the numerologists have had a lot of glory, but the glory is only on credit, and sooner or later they have to pay back. Back then in Dexian Building, he had talked with Si Muxue about the doomsday... But he never thought that the doomsday would come so soon.

The end of the law is coming, and they who stole the secrets will bear the brunt of being killed.

Not only Zhang Shengyun, but also other fortune-telling masters were inspired and took to the street uncontrollably.

The bell rang non-stop.

The divine punishment of the final dharma has come down. Some of them bleed from their seven orifices, some have their intestines pierced, and some have their heads rolled off. Their deaths are extremely miserable. They are equivalent to the corrupt officials of the old dynasty. The new emperor has three fires, and the greedy ones are the first to burn.

Zhang Shengyun was on the side of the street, calmly waiting for death. He escaped his own catastrophe, but he failed to escape this world catastrophe.

He is old, he has lived a perfect life, and he should die without regret... The only regret is that he cannot see his favorite son and daughter grow up.

Suddenly, the door behind him opened.

Zhang Shengyun looked back, but was stunned: "What are you doing out here? Didn't I tell you to stay in the room and wait for Daddy to come back?!"

What came out were his two most beloved sons and a daughter.

All his life, he stole secrets in order to exchange them for glory and wealth.

The little boy and the little girl looked at him together, their eyes became dull, and their voices revealed a little fear: "Daddy, we peeked at your fortune-telling book, and we all want to be immortals like Daddy."