Beyond the Divine States Chapter 117: : Diving in the shadow of the long bridge

The white bone sword lifted into the sky, like a silver fish submerged in the deep sea, and quickly disappeared on the back of the red moon.

The moonlight falls to the ground and spills over the city.

The sword did not fall for a long time.

Ning Changjiu picked up the injured Ning Xiaoling and walked back to the house, took out the medicine that had been prepared for her to heal her injuries, Zhao Xianger stood aside, watching the bloodstains washed by the sword Qi in her broken skirt , Praised: "It's done very well, it's better than I expected."

Ning Xiaoling wiped the blood from her forehead, looked at Zhao Xianger, smiled, and said, "Thanks to the brother."

Zhao Xianger held an umbrella in her arms, stood on one side, watching Ning Changjiu bandage her wounds, and asked: "I didn't directly look for you when I came back with your brother that day, because I was afraid that Mrs. Bai would be suspicious, but I still don’t understand. How did Ning Changjiu make you want to understand these things in a few words?"

Ning Xiaoling recalled today’s scene. At that time, she was practicing in the house. The realm that had been stagnated for a long time suddenly loosened, and she broke through two small realms at once, and came to the upper realm of Tongxian. She was overjoyed and wanted to immediately Tell brother about this matter.

Then the brother and Zhao Xianger came back, but as soon as they came back, they bargained in the yard and then fought. She didn't care about it, but she suddenly realized that the brother was in fear and fear. At the time, she I was very worried in my heart, thinking that sister Xiang'er would not kill her in a rage, but today her realm has improved so much, she should have the right to speak and can protect her brother.

She thought about this, and went out, but as soon as she passed, the horror of the brother disappeared.

The brother interrupted what she wanted to say, and then the brother told herself that she would discuss with sister Xiang'er when she arrived at the Upper Realm of Immortality.

At that time, she could feel that her brother's mood was very subtle and complicated, and she happened to be connected to the fairyland. She vaguely understood that Senior Brother should know that she had a strange situation, and even that was his arrangement, but for some reason, she couldn't directly explain it.

While in the room, the brother gave himself a verbal and psychological suggestion. At that time, she had basically understood it, and she also responded to him with a few words.

Ning Xiaoling thought of this and couldn't help but feel a chill in her back—it turned out that they had been living under the supervision of Mrs. Bai all this month.

No wonder Sister Xianger said that when she came to Huangquan, she happened to see Madam Bai also pushing her wheelchair over... There is no such a coincidence in this world, presumably Sister Xianger was sure that she was being spied at that time. Then I secretly told my brother about this matter.

The brother also realized that Mrs. Bai’s first sword would really choose the weakest self, so after killing Yan Luo and Bai Wuchang, he became a container for maintaining balance in the city, for no reason. Ascended to two small realms, these two small realms are also the key to survival under this sword!

These realms should have been given to the brothers. Not only did the brothers not ask for them, they took two hundred punches from sister Xianger for acting...

Thinking about this, Ning Xiaoling's cheeks were slightly hot, and she only felt that she had lived for nothing this month, and it took so long to react.

"Huh?" Zhao Xianger said softly, indicating that he was still waiting for an answer.

Ning Xiaoling was slightly agitated, she recovered her mind, and looked at Zhao Xianger’s beautiful face that made her very excited, thinking that she could judge this, mainly by connecting with her brother. You can't tell Sister Xiang'er secrets, right?

Ning Changjiu has already started to help her: "Of course it's because we are young and clever."

Zhao Xianger didn't believe it, and said: "Are you hiding something from me?"

Ning Xiaoling firmly shook her head and said: "No, sister Xiang'er is so smart, how can I hide something from you?"

Zhao Xianger hummed softly: "Don't talk like your brother!"

Ning Xiaoling shut up obediently.

Zhao Xianger had taken the bone sword. The bone sword looked very brittle because it was too hard. After landing, there were countless cracks in the bone. She looked at it for a moment and thought that this might be that. Madame Bai felt disgusting in a certain part of her self-harm. She confirmed that there was no residual spirituality on it, and said: "When do you think the second sword will come?"

Ning Changjiu had already calculated in his heart, saying: "The second sword will not fall in a short time, because Mrs. Bai also knows that she can't kill anyone with a sword at this moment, and the impulse will only make her lose all the cards. When she came out of the sword, it must be something we didn't expect, or when we couldn't defend it."

Zhao Xianger agreed with him and said: "But still don’t take it lightly. Now this city is getting worse and worse. After a while, when it’s a dead city, everything will be meaningless. Up."

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "It really can't be delayed anymore."

Zhao Xianger said: "After this sword failed, Mrs. Bai was almost at the end of her way."

Ning Changjiu said: "But we are still throwing rodents."

Don't worry, you are afraid of killing Mrs. Bai, which will suddenly break the balance of the city.

Zhao Xianger stared at him, as if waiting for him to continue speaking.

Ning Changjiu took a deep breath and said: "According to the plan."

Zhao Xianger bit her lower lip, Qiong hummed softly in her nose, somewhat reluctantly.

……

……

The next day, a bird made of fine bones flew over the courtyard and came to the eaves of their courtyard.

The little white bird tweeted and left a letter.

The letter is written in blood, it is a war text.

Ning Changjiu raised his head after receiving the battle book, glanced at the red moon in the sky, nodded at her, and agreed.

……

On the other side of Huangquan, Mrs. Bai dressed in fox fur and pushed her wheelchair slowly to the eaves. She stretched out the back of her slender hand, and the bony bird stopped on the back of her hand, and she teased. This little white bird gave it a bit, and then squeezed it to pieces with a violent force.

She twisted her palms with her fingers, and the bone meal rustled down.

She tapped the armrest of the chair lightly with her other hand to loosen the force that was pressing on the tree Bai. The thin boy’s chest was removed, and his body suddenly loosened. He lay on the ground, but did not He climbed up directly, but asked: "This first sword has failed... You can't win. You can't cut off your arm and sharpen the sword."

Ms. Bai played with the bone sword in her hand, with a long look, as if she didn't regret the previous miss: "I still have two swords, why are you so urgent?"

"Two?" Shu Bai frowned.

Mrs. Bai did not answer, but just laughed: "What do you think of my life like this?"

Shubai said what he thought in his heart: "The evil is unforgivable, there is no future life."

Mrs. Bai closed her eyes and smiled tremblingly. "I am just a monster who has survived in the world. What I ask for is the Great Way to the sky. What is the essential difference from those immortals? The next life? That's just a monster. The self-comfort of people who have no ambitions in this world is nothing more than the self-comfort of those who have no ambitions in this world.

She said, while smiling a little, she said: "If it weren't for them to disturb, now the kingdom of myth is complete, you are the lord of the temple, and I will try to build nine halls of Yama, which are exactly the same. , Don’t say Nanzhou, here will be the hall of the dead souls in the whole world... They are the real heinous people and the people who killed the whole city!"

Shubai whispered: "Your myth is wrong. Without them, one day it will collapse."

Mrs. White fell silent, and finally turned into a soft sigh.

This is the crux of everything.

"But how is it possible?" Mrs. Bai still does not understand, "If it weren't for the catastrophe that spread to the world, who could kill such a great god?"

Shubai said: "Master once told a story with me that the only one in this world that can kill the gods is the stronger gods."

Ms. White’s expression was calm but mad, she chuckled softly: "Yeah, everyone will die. If I die in this city, then you can cook my bones. You might be able to eat my bones in the future. Can go further than me."

Shubai had no thoughts about the myth of boiled bones for longevity. He couldn't tell what he was feeling for her now, and when she said this, he shook his head firmly: "They are Good people, I have a heart for the common people, and I won’t come to kill you now."

"Good people?" Mrs. Bai sneered and said: "There is no filial son on the bed for a long time. Sooner or later, they will hate this place, hate all the living people here, and hope they die immediately, and then they can stand at the highest point of morality. Justifiably kill me and destroy everything... When Zhao Xianger desperately wants to kill me at the expense of the overturning of the city, it will be my death date."

Shubai looked at her unparalleled face quietly, without answering, and a moment later, Mrs. Bai laughed again: "But her Zhao Xianger's courage is colder than anyone else, but she I want to act as a killer, and I want to pretend to be a saint. There is a dilemma. If she is to leave this city regardless, she dare not, and can't."

Shubai looked at her fickle look, and understood--she was already a little crazy.

……

After the distribution of raw rice today, Hei Wuchang sat alone on the street, picked up the erhu and played a song.

He looked in the direction of Naihe Bridge. The bow touched the strings and trembled at high speed, with unspeakable sadness in the tone.

The red moon in the sky quietly listened to his singing, and when the sound of the piano fell off, Mrs. Bai on the other side of the red moon closed her eyes.

Shubai on the ground suddenly felt a strange force pouring into his body.

He was pulled up by Mrs. White, and Mrs. White clasped his head with her fingers, and turned his head abruptly.

The sudden scene caught Shubai off guard. He was unable to resist and was forced to twist his head and look in the direction of the red moon.

A month ago, when Madam Bai gave him power, she planted the two waning moons on her shoulders into his eyes. Those two waning moons were things like the acquired gods, giving him authority and Strength, but also left hidden dangers.

It is the same as Xiantian, in the case of homology and homogeneity, it may be contaminated.

At this moment, he was forced to open his eyes wide and looked at the red moon. The light of the red moon fell into his eyes, as if the gorgeous colors flowed into the hollow eyes, and it was soon for the two waning moons. Adds a color that is difficult to erase.

Blood ran down from the corner of his eye.

"Why... why?"

Before he was about to be contaminated, his heart trembled, and he tremblingly asked questions.

Mrs. White lifted him up by his head, and the soft and sweet voice was like a devil's groan: "Your body is planted with my bones. You are my own flesh and blood, but you actually moved How can you do this for the idea of ​​liking me? You are really a bad boy, and the bad boy should be punished, so...Punish you to be my third sword and help me penetrate their chests so that you are me What a good boy."

"No...don't" Shubai shook his head hard, trying to turn around to escape, but the spine in his body was straight, and he was stuck there, like a tree.

After a while, Shubai calmed down completely, and when he raised his head again, there was no expression on his face, and the waning moon in his eyes turned into a fishy, ​​scarlet color.

Mrs. Bai stared at him and said: "Kneel down!"

When Shubai heard the instruction, without any hesitation, he knelt down.

Mrs. Bai held his shoulders, lifted him from the ground, and hugged him in her arms, as if she was holding a real sword. She looked up at the moon with a look of intoxication: "This is a good boy. Tonight, I will tell you a story about a fairy flying to the moon."

Speaking, she picked up Shubai and gently tossed him up. The red moon flew towards the sky holding Shubai with a strange force.

Mrs. White was immersed in her masterpiece intoxicated, and suddenly, her expression changed again.

She was keenly aware that someone sneaked in on this shore of Huangquan.

Who can avoid the surveillance of the red moon?

She suddenly remembered that on the first day, when the girl entered the city, she surveyed the city with a red moon, but could not find her trace.

She wrapped herself in that **** bird!

"Zhao Xianger?!" The more Madame Bai thinks about it, the more something is wrong. Zhao Xianger's realm is even higher than herself. If she crosses Huangquan to this end, the city should be tilted quickly, but why Is there no movement in the city?

She didn't want to think too much, she stretched out her hand to the tree white that slowly lifted off, and sternly shouted: "Come back!"