Silent Crown Chapter 828: Select

What is the high sky dome made of?

Where is the edge of the vast land?

Where did everything come from, and where will it go.

From the moment human beings open their eyes and stare at the world, they will begin to wonder: where did all this begin...or there are more **** questions.

Is there a real paradise in the huge universe? Does man have a way of liberation? Does heaven exist in this world?

Can human beings have souls?

In this regard, Ye Qingxuan has no interest at all.

He is in the great source.

But he is not here to find answers and truth.

He just wanted to take a girl back.

Since the separation of the Holy City, after missing her so many times, tried so many times, and failed so many times.

This is the only thing Ye Qingxuan absolutely will do.

Never give up.

Then, he finally saw Bai Xi.

In the sound of the mighty bell, heavy clouds opened one after another, revealing the towering city. As the vermilion gate opened, Baiguan, holding the jade board, stepped on the white jade under his feet, and headed towards the solemn palace in the center of the world.

Worship under the dragon head colossus, which is poured in azure gold, decorated with beautiful jade, and crafted with painstaking effort, and prostrates to see the only master in this world.

This is the highest emperor between heaven and earth.

"Bai Xi?"

Ye Qingxuan stared blankly at the solemn silhouette of a hundred officials worshipping behind the bead curtain, and faintly saw her slender eyes, as well as the prestige and indifference in the eyes that hold the life and death of all things.

So the emperor lowered his head, looking down at Ye Qingxuan, his brows frowned slightly.

"Presumptuous! Who would dare to call the name of the saint directly!" Someone made a shrill voice and roared: "Take it! Take it! Take down this rebel quickly!"

Amid the heavy footsteps, a burly figure rushed towards Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan stepped back subconsciously, raising his hand to block in front of him, but there was no real sense of impact.

The burly guards that rushed up like smoke fabricated, collapsed, and along with the majestic and majestic palaces like myths, the hundred officials and the emperor were once again hidden in the fog and disappeared.

"Cousin, what are you looking at?"

Ye Qingxuan heard the soft voice behind her, turned her head in shock, and saw her slightly tender and delicate cheeks. She looked at herself close at hand, and her eyes were bent.

Laugh softly and briskly.

"What's the matter? Is my dress not good-looking?" Bai Xi looked at his puzzled expression, unfolded his sleeves, turned around, and showed him his goose yellow silk fluttering in the wind.

Long hair is like silver, reflecting the soft sunlight.

The waves of the eyes are like water, peaceful and quiet.

The whole world is so big, she just looked at herself, smiled with joy, and then carefully hid what was behind her eyes and blinked.

"Cousin, I have a gift for you."

Crash!

Ye Qingxuan heard the sound of broken bones, turned around abruptly, and saw blood flowing on the ground. Someone fell to the ground, separated under the knife and axe, and blood splashed around.

Someone died.

But Ye Qingxuan couldn't see her face clearly.

Only Angelu's crown is soaked in blood, still so gorgeous.

In front of his eyes, a slender figure lifted its feet, smashed the head in blood, crushing the dull voice. Then, her vermilion cheek turned her head.

The expression is not like the old and arrogant and arrogant, but has become charming.

It's like a corpse blooming in the dirt.

It exudes a dark and crazy atmosphere.

The axe was thrown in a pool of blood.

Bai Xi looked at him and smiled, but it was chilling.

"Cousin, I gave you everything, but why do you still think of her? I know, I must have done something bad enough, made a mistake, annoyed you, and I listen to you... …"

She left a line of scarlet footprints on the ground, thinking of Ye Qingxuan coming.

The voice in the throat is weak, as if choking in suffocation: "This coquettish prodigal must be blamed, right? She must be the one who seduced you.

Cousin, you look at me, please, see me, OK? You see, I have worked so hard..."

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes.

The screaming sound disappeared.

But the feeling of suffocation lingered.

When he opened his eyes, both the body and Bai Xi disappeared.

Only the thin figure standing alone in the distance.

It's still Bai Xi.

It's like growing up many years in an instant, and the girl's immaturity is gone.

She turned her back to herself, her gray hair curled up behind her head. Wearing a dark long skirt, the skin against which is pale, and a piece of black gauze hung from the brim of the hat, covering half of his face.

I didn't notice Ye Qingxuan behind him.

Just immersed in sadness.

Quietly staring at the tombstone in front of him, mourning her husband who died young.

Tears slid from his cheeks, landed on the tombstone, and finally seeped into Ye Qingxuan's name.

Ye Qingxuan was struck by lightning.

Someone is crawling on the ground, pulling at his trousers, and his voice is hoarse: "Sir, all right, the Lord will bless you."

The deformed and rickety beggar dragged his rotten legs and crawled on the ground, with his white hair falling out, revealing a wrinkled scalp, and bruises on his face.

Unrecognizable.

She held a broken bowl and looked up at the stranger in front of her, her voice sharply like an owl: "Sir, have mercy on me, I beg you."

Boom!

The impassioned horn sounded.

Announcing the end of the long night, the song of victory is played as the dawn is coming.

The torture frame fell from the sky, crushing the beggar, and layers of chains bound Ye Qingxuan.

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan recovered from the horror, thinking that he was under siege by the cult. But when he turned his head, he saw the purification musician playing "Night of the Barren Mountain" behind him.

She is wearing black clothes like a crow, her eyes are cold and gloomy,

"Sinner Ye Qingxuan, catch it with your hands."

But then, another phantom appeared. Amid the sharp whistle, a warship with a black rider hung high in the waves, and on the deck, the silver short hair of the pirate king was flying in the wind.

The charming cheeks of adulthood were tanned, and the scars of the knife remained in the corners of the eyes.

"Enough!"

Ye Qingxuan roared: "Stop!"

So everything stopped abruptly.

Only a vague shadow appeared beside Ye Qingxuan, staring at him quietly, his eyes seemed to be pity, but also as plain as a thousand miles away.

"Where is this...No, Da Yuan shouldn't be like this..."

A calm voice rang, answering his question.

It seems as soft as a woman, but with a distant and cold distance, far away.

"Da Yuan is not here, Ye Qingxuan."

He said: "The Great Source is not anywhere that humans can find, nor can it be found by humans. What you are in is just the outline of Great Source on the ground.

Like a mayfly, a mirror image of life and death, a mirror image of flowers, water and moon. But to you, it doesn't matter. What you are looking for is here. "

"Fart!"

Ye Qingxuan roared, shouting at the shadow: "I don't want an illusion! Do you want to play this set with me? I will accompany you as much as you want!"

"You have never seen any illusions, Ye Qingxuan, what you see is only the "future". There are countless kinds of futures caused by countless pasts and countless choices..."

The vague shadow led him forward and once again returned to the majestic palace to meet the emperor.

"This is Bai Xi."

He said, "She abandoned you from the balance of **** and ambition. She doesn't need Bai Heng to defeat the emperor. As she thought, she did better than the emperor of the past could imagine. .Better than anyone thought.

——The Empress Bai Xi. "

They move forward.

Ye Qingxuan saw the joyful smile again, and the pure pupils made waves because of him. In the whole world, she can only see herself.

"This is Bai Xi, Ye Qingxuan, who has abandoned herself. She relies on you, loves you, and cannot do without you. She just wants to win your smile and gentleness, and she just wants to be with you forever.

The lover Bai Xi who no man has the heart to refuse. "

Then, the girl in a pool of blood.

"She loves you to the bone, she is crazy because of your betrayal, Bai Xi, the lunatic..."

"This is the widow who presided over the funeral for you after ten years of love with you, after you passed away due to illness, Bai Xi, who had all thoughts of it."

"This Bai Xi, she didn't meet you after she left the Yunlou. Because she believed another person, she was abducted and turned into a prostitute. After her old age, she became a beggar and begged you to be merciful in the mud.

Hehe, poor ghost Baixi. "

"And this, the night she was chased, did not see Old Fei, nor did she go to the alley where you reunited. She hid in Westminster Abbey, Mephistopheles Adopted her, regarded her as her own, and sent her to the holy city... She is the person in charge of the purification organ—Elegy of Natural Disasters Bai Xi."

"There are more, endless Bai Xi.

This is Bai Xi, the pirate queen who did not go to Anglu, and went to the phantom islands; this is the father of Yunlou who was rescued by his uncle Yunlou before his death and obtained the orthodox of Yunlou and killed his father and sister. Bai Xi; Bai Xi, the wise man who replaced Hermes; Bai Xi, the Patriarch of the Bai family who inherited the blood of the Bai family...

Countless pasts, countless choices, countless futures--"

The erratic figure's footsteps stopped and turned his head to look at him: "Ye Qingxuan, this is what you are asking for from Dayuan."

"Then what are you?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the vague shadow and could only tell that she seemed to be a woman, but it was difficult to see her face: "Or, should I call you'Da Yuan'?"

Like a reflection in a mirror.

Faced with the questioning of humans, he made a self-deprecating chuckle that only humans have.

Then, a figure is transformed from nothingness and ambiguity.

In Chaoyue and Bai Xi's memory, the closest to perfect image, once again reveals a maternal face.

"I am a reflection."

She replied indifferently: "What you are facing is nothing more than the empty outline formed by the merging of the two personalities of the container, a logical machine formed by information filling, and a question-and-answer program that uses a human face to talk to you. .

I am a container of miracles.

Of course, you can call me Dayuan, for humans, there is no difference between the two. "

"Finally showed up like a decent face."

Ye Qingxuan looked into her eyes and made no secret of her rejection and hostility: "I don't care what you want to do, what is your meaning to mankind.

I don't have any questions for you to answer.

I came here just to take away Bai Xi.

So, don't stop me.

——No matter what you are! "

There is no anger, and no mockery in the morning.

There is no surprise or disgust, not even the discomfort that should be after being hostile.

Just calm.

It's like Ye Qingxuan doesn't care about anything to do.

"The land will not refuse people to cultivate, nor will it hinder people from harvesting. The same is true for Dayuan. From beginning to end, only humans want to change.

"Ye Qingxuan, what you want to do is your freedom. No one will stop you, at least in the next five minutes."

She looked at Ye Qingxuan, gaze across him, carelessly, as if the dialogue between each other was meaningless: "No matter what you do, you are the only one responsible for the decision."

"But where is Bai Xi!"

"Just behind you."

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan turned around and saw Bai Xi.

Thousands of Bai Xi stood there quietly.

Empress Bai Xi, Lover Bai Xi, Crazy Bai Xi, Cloud Tower Bai Xi, Natural Disaster Elegy Bai Xi, Pirate Queen Bai Xi...

At this moment, countless pasts and countless futures are all superimposed in the same place in the projection of this great source, and countless kinds of Baixi among countless kinds of destiny appear here.

Staring at himself.

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan could no longer suppress his anger, and roared at Da Yuan's projection: "What I want is not such a fake thing! Give me Bai Xi, the real Bai Xi!

Otherwise, let me figure out **** you! "

"Didn't you see Bai Xi among the countless choices, Ye Qingxuan?" Dayuan's projection asked, "Aren't you making choices now?

From a human perspective, it is difficult to observe endless changes. Now Dayuan brings everything to you.

Here, no matter which one is here, it is the real Bai Xi.

The difference is just which one you want to take away.

Ye Qingxuan, this is not a teasing, but a simple multiple-choice question.

No matter which one you choose, it will be the Bai Xi who remains in the world. "

Dayuan looked at him and waited for his decision: "You can change all her destiny, correct all her pain, let her have a new life as you like, without any restriction, even if it restricts her That person is you.

Don't understand, Ye Qingxuan?

——Only you can make her salvation. "

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

He turned his head and looked at countless Bai Xi, who were also looking at himself.

Gentle, cold, cruel, lonely, unhappy, compassionate, peaceful, joyful, gloomy, gentle...

Every one is completely different, but each one is also Bai Xi.

Among thousands of Bai Xi, choose the one you want to take away.

What the **** is this?

Dayuan’s generosity and gifts?

You can take one with you.

From thousands of futures and thousands of hers, find the Bai Xi you love the most, or take away the Bai Xi who loves you the most...what do you want?

One third is gentle and cute, one third is childish, plus a little surprise and naughty?

Or strong and self-reliant, you don’t need to put your effort into protection, and can fight alongside you to face the violent storms in this world.

Or an independent, holy and pure, high mountain flower like a goddess?

It's okay, Ye Qingxuan, it's okay.

You can create the most perfect type in your heart as you want. There are countless choices. You can choose your favorite woman at will, and she will love you as you want.

In a trance, the girl from the past memory seemed to be blowing in his ear, urging him to make a choice.

Cousin, which me do you like?

Of course...

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

Thoughts stopped abruptly.

He lowered his head dullly, looked at his palm, and saw the insignificant faint flash of fingertips. It was so weak that it was imperceptible, but the fragments that did follow him out of the maze.

It was Chaoyue.

The last trace of the tide moon.

"Idiot!"

He slapped himself hard: "I'm a fool!"

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan's chaotic consciousness was opened up by electric light, ushering in a long-lost suddenness and comprehension.

This is a late discovery.

But when Ye Qingxuan discovered it, it was meaningless...

He turned around abruptly and looked at the projection beside him, as if he knew what she was asking:

"It's actually a ~IndoMTL.com~ right? Baixi and Chaoyue are originally one! Baixi is the opposite of Chaoyue, but Chaoyue is also part of Baixi!"

It seems to be questioning, and it seems to be trying to prove the truth.

"From the beginning, she had only one, she was just divided into two, right?" He pulled his hair regretfully: "I should have understood it, but I ignored it because of the huge difference. I am an idiot. How could they be two, how could they be sisters? Even if the height and body are different, isn't this a deliberate difference? Otherwise, how could they have such a close connection?

Whether it is Chaoyue and Bai Xi, it is her own! "

In the silence, Dayuan's projection did not answer, just looked at him, smiled and said nothing.

But Ye Qingxuan finally found the final answer.

He turned his head, facing the countless waiting gazes, he couldn't help but want to smile.

Until now, he finally understood a little bit what Mr. Hu said to him.

'Accept the other side of her"-this is true, but Mr. Hu, you didn't say that this other side would be so huge, huge and scary...

Until now, Ye Qingxuan realized that he had never really understood Bai Xi.

"Then, what qualifications do I have to choose you?"

He whispered softly, lifting his fingers to hold up the dim flash.

"Then let her choose by herself!"

Ye Qingxuan gave the final answer to Dayuan’s projection: "Listen well, this is my request. Let her choose, what kind of self she becomes!"

Whether it is Baixi or Chaoyue.

Be a female emperor above ten thousand people, a duke of a cloud tower, an executioner of a silent organ, or a bird in a cage because of Ye Qingxuan, or even a madman who is jealous and mad...

Anything is good.

Let her be free to be herself!