Nightfall Chapter 77: The trembling (below)

Neither Ning Que nor Sangsang closed their eyes, they became closer and closer to each other until they merged together.

There are stars in the depths of Sangsang's eyes that destroy and then regenerate, turning into stark dust.

Everything is in the balance, but she still feels a little confused when things happen, because she realizes that she doesn't really hate contact with Ning Que. This fact made her feel extremely angry. She clenched her fists tightly, looked at Ning Que in front of her, and felt the disgusting dampness on her lips. Her body was as tight as a rock and began to tremble violently.

Ning Que woke up from the peculiar state of mind before, and when he was sober, he realized what he had done, and he was actually kissing her. He thought she was Sangsang, but he was still uncontrollably frightened. Those fears made his body extremely stiff, and then he began to tremble slightly.

They hugged and kissed each other on the couch. Because of the tremor of their bodies, their lips kept rubbing, some were slightly numb and itchy, and even their teeth hit each other lightly, making a crisp sound.

This is trembling.

Ning Que was holding Sangsang, shaking more and more severely, and the bones and joints in her body began to make crackling noises. She was also shivering constantly, and the flowers on her body made a faint cracking sound, as if Where is it cracking, they shuddered more and more, and only heard a boom...

The couch under them collapsed.

Ning Que and Sangsang hugged and fell on the hard temple ground. The ground was turbulent and wave-like, supporting the cylindrical surface of the temple, giving birth to several extremely deep marks.

The hard walls of the temple seemed to have been blown by tens of thousands of years of gale in an instant, and countless stone chips on the wall peeled off, falling on the ground, making a popping sound, like clapping, or something else.

This tremor left the Temple of Light at an unimaginable speed, and began to spread to all sides of the world. The snow covered on the cliffs peeled off, forming countless small snow waterfalls, and the peach blossoms that were frozen by the snow burst into frost. On the surface of her, she showed her charming face in the cold wind.

The strange-shaped stone drums in the Thousand-mile Long Causeway by the Song State Sea began to jump and fall, smashing countless rocks, splashing countless black mud, and making a buzzing sound like a war drum. With the sound of these fierce battle drums, countless storms were born in the depths of the sea. The almost black sea water rolled like boiling, and the clouds above the sky twisted like wet clothes in the hands of the gods, with great momentum.

Countless splashes of water splashed out of the Mochi in Moganshan, a great river country. Mo Shanshan sat by the pool and looked at the restless lake. He didn't know what had happened, but felt a little lost and confused. He looked back at the lanterns in the foothills. The colorful mountain cottage was inexplicably sad, and two lines of tears were slowly shed.

Daze was also shaken and uneasy, the white reeds in the wind and snow looked so pitiful, the lake poured into the river, and then poured out in Linkang City. Ye Suzheng led hundreds of poor men to repair the waterway in winter, looked at the sewage flowing over the feet, and looked back towards the distant Kingdom of Xiling, thoughtfully.

In Ye Su's ruined house, Tang Xiaotang sat beside the bed and used a spoon to bring the good temperature of chicken soup into the lips of Chen Pipi, and the soup in the spoon suddenly rippled.

The whole world was trembling. There were countless earthquakes in Haotian's world. There were not many houses collapsed, and not many people died, but everyone felt it.

Xiling Temple is at the center of this tremor. People on Taoshan naturally feel the clearest. Thousands of priests and deacons dressed in clothes, ran out of their respective residences, looked at the Temple of Light, and their faces were full of fear. Tens of thousands of believers in the villages and towns under the mountain were also awakened by the tremors of the earth, rubbing their eyes, helping each other to the wind and snow outside the house, looking at the direction of the Xiling Temple, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Jiao, Ye Hongyu, Zhao Nanhai and others came outside the temple of light. The expressions on their faces became very solemn, but no one dared to step into the temple.

The trembling of the world gradually ceased, the corners of the Temple of Light collapsed, the pillars of the temple would crack, crumbling, but finally did not collapse, under the moonlight it looked like the scene after the storm.

Quiet was restored in the Temple of Light.

Ning Que lay in the gravel of the bed holding Sangsang, the friction between the lips and the body, no longer as intense as before, turned into a gentle breeze, lingering between each other.

As if holding the breeze, slow and fast, Ning Que’s mind gradually calmed down, and Sangsang’s eyes became more and more confused. He felt that he was immersed in the most wonderful warmth, as if floating in In the sea of ​​midsummer, she felt that she was embracing the truest warmth, just like the ocean embracing the sun.

When he first met, he had seen a sea, and only then did he remember that when he first meditated to perceive the sea, he was holding her as a girl in his arms.

Now he finally returned to the warm water again. He never wanted to leave. He hugged her and kissed her lips gently, doing nothing else.

The two embraced each other lightly and closely depended on each other. The cold winter wind entered his lips from her lips. This was breathing each other's breath, and the warm life measure passed from her body to his body. , This is the heartbeat of each other's heartbeat, there is only her in his world, and only him in her world.

Ning Que and Sangsang entered a wonderful mental state at the same time. I don't know how long it took, and there was a chill on her body, and a chill under him. This war between heaven and man, between men and women, has no victory or defeat. They are in love and kill each other, and finally get the great harmony of life.

The front hall of the Temple of Light collapsed, and smoke flooded into the night sky, covering the moon's eyes.

In the bang, the priests and deacons of the Xiling Temple on the cliff became extremely pale. Thousands of people subconsciously rushed to the Temple of Light, and then stopped uncomfortably, teaching the adults’ expressions to change. It was extremely serious, but he didn't dare to do anything, and even thought it was blasphemous.

In the early morning, Ning Que woke up from that wonderful state of mind and realized what had happened last night. He looked at the face of Sangsang who was close at hand and was silent.

His silence is different from the man's silence in the morning. There is no embarrassment, just alert. Since it is love and killing, after falling in love, he doesn't know what he will face.

Suddenly, there were some very beautiful sounds in his body. It was the sound of snow flowing over the gravel and the sound of the sea of ​​clouds drifting across the foothills. He heard the most beautiful sound in nature and realized that this night After that, he was locked up in the snow-capped mountains, and he regained his freedom!

If you sleep with Haotian, can you have such a return? He looked at Sangsang's face and smiled, thinking that marrying such a wife is really the most cost-effective business in the world.

Sangsang closed her eyes, as if she was still asleep, truly sleeping like a human. Her breath is very long and subtle. If you don't pay attention, you might even think that she has no breath.

Suddenly, the long, gentle breathing became rapid.

She opened her eyes and looked at Ning Que. In the depths of her eyes, the sea of ​​stars composed of billions of stars began to set off a huge storm of violent power, in which infinite power was hidden.

"I will treat you..."

Ning Que is a human being, after all, it is inevitable to be a little uneasy about Haotian doing this kind of thing, subconsciously wanting to explain a few words, but he can't even say the word responsible.

An extremely angry howling sound burst from between Sangsang's lips, sounding like the scariest wind on the wasteland passing through the skull of a bison on a dry river bed.

Ning Que's arm bones instantly shattered into twenty segments, each representing the year he was with her. She had forgotten all these twenty years, so he could no longer hold her.

A terrifying power raged on the ground of the temple like a hurricane. Before he had any time to react, he was shaken by dozens of feet and hit the wall of the temple heavily.

The wall was originally painted with murals of ancient myths in the Xiling Church. After the trembling last night, the murals were badly damaged and had long lost their past colors. At this time, Ning Que hits and the remaining wall skin peels off. The myth became **** after being dyed red with blood.

Ning Que sat under the wall with his legs spread, coughing up blood, looking very miserable.

Sangsang floated in front of him, without any emotion on his face, his face was extremely pale.

Ning Que looked at her with a grin, blood filled her teeth, as if biting a bite on her plump body, but her eyes were full of loneliness and disappointment.

The cold wind in the Temple of Light was bitter, and he clearly felt the power of the rules, following those cold winds infiltrating his body, he was about to re-lock his snow-capped mountains.

Has nothing changed after all?

Ning Que finally realized how the empress empress felt at the end of her life. Looking at the pale Sangsang, the disappointment and loneliness in her eyes were swept away and she became extremely calm and severe.

"Although you were my maid, you have never been enslaved by me." He stood up, looked at her and smiled and said, "So I don't want to continue to be your slave."

The cold wind resumed, and his awe-inspiring aura suddenly broke out. His figure turned into an afterimage, and he ran towards the terrace facing the cliff of the temple, leaving a clear blood line behind him.

His feet landed on the terrace, stomping on the fresh snow that had just been repaved in the morning. He rushed to the railing without any hesitation. He slapped the railing with his palm and jumped up.

Pat the railing all over, looking through the end of the world.

Pat the railings all over, and I'll cut your way.

He jumped out of the railing and jumped down the cliff.

At the same time, Sangsang came to the fence.

She didn't have time to stop him from jumping off the cliff-she didn't count that he would jump off the cliff-and heaven couldn't count him, because he was not her subject, let alone her slave.

She stood by the railing and looked at him falling in the mist. He floated in the mist and looked at her by the rail. Between life and death, the two looked at each other in silence, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

"Do you want me to die that way?"

Sangsang looked at Ning Que who was falling into the abyss, feeling a little pain in his chest.

She thought it was the injury she suffered last night, but it wasn't.

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(Chapters 74 and 75 have been revised again. They will be replaced after returning home. Very few repairs are needed. I don’t need to read them. I said yesterday that these two chapters of trembling are the two most important chapters of Jiang Ye The effect of writing is relatively satisfactory, starting from inheriting to turning together, this is turning, and then turning into three thousand miles.) (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)