Beyond the Divine States Chapter 59: : Twilight in my eyes

Ning Changjiu's eyes opened.

The sky and the earth are windy.

The blood on his clothes has solidified, the blood-stained robe is hunting in the wind, his breathing is weak, and his face is sordidly pale, but his arm is still bent, and the snow is tightly clasped between his fingers. The body of a fox.

The ecstasy in Xuehu's heart, the pride and the rejoicing of the rest of his life, will not be able to turn into a real emotion in the future, and it will die with a sword falling behind him.

She couldn't see the girl's face, she only felt the bone-to-shoulder cold.

It's a sword without thickness, it's incredibly thin, so it's also sharp beyond imagination.

Ning Changjiu raised his neck with difficulty, and pressed Ning Xiaoling's forehead for more than an hour, the red mark was eye-catching.

In his sight, a black-clothed girl fell with a sword. He couldn't see her face clearly, but he could see the vague figure, graceful.

He knows who she is.

After a sword, Xuehu's body cracked and his devilish nature collapsed.

She didn't know how Zhao Xianger did it, but she knew what was happening in her body, and her pupils were full of unwillingness.

The sound of broken glass sounded from time to time.

On the Fangzheng Nine Spirit Stage, the fox's screams echoed for a long time.

It wants to kill Ning Changjiu, but its arms can’t use any strength, because its body has torn open a gap from the center, and its spiritual energy is like mercury, and the cultivation base that should have been promoted to the purple court is in vain. .

And the shattering sound just now was the sound of the demon species breaking.

In the midair, an illusory shadow slowly emerged.

It was an old man in blood-red clothes. He stood in the air, with fireworks surging from one sleeve, and a glacier falling from the other, and eight tails slowly swaying behind him.

Old man with red tail!

Zhao Xianger looked at him with no surprise or fear in her eyes, as indifferently as a god.

The old man with red tail didn't look at her either.

He turned around and took one last look at the city that had suppressed him for a hundred years, full of vicissitudes.

At the sea of ​​clouds, the after-rhyme of the word "go" has faded away, and the soul swallower pulled away the clouds, revealing a huge head again.

It sensed that the spirit body it coveted had been taken away by others, and its golden pupils immediately filled the empty eye sockets, like two huge golden pills.

And its realm continues to improve as it leaves the barrier of the world.

When the old fox's figure was about to disperse completely like fireworks, he raised his head and saw the huge head.

The old fox thought that when he really died, everything in the world could not stir up waves in his heart, but when he saw the skull protruding from the sea, his expression changed.

The old friends met suddenly.

"Why... could it be you?" the old fox muttered to himself.

The thoughts from five hundred years ago were suddenly overturned, and the outline of the old yellow calendar of the old things appeared vaguely, but it was filled with the smell of blood.

In the cataclysm five hundred years ago, bones became mountains, seas of blood drifted, humans and demons lingered with their stumps with swords, dripping through the thunder pool of plasma, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, full of bones and blood.

Under the highest mountain in the world, dozens of big monsters are climbing hard. They are all demon kings standing proudly. At this moment, they are all climbers who measure the world with their hands and feet. Even they are not sure. What is waiting for me.

The old fox at the time did not expect that a betrayer appeared among them...

He hated the betrayer so hard, if it weren't for him, how could they be smashed to pieces and suppress the dynasty on earth.

This hatred has not disappeared for five hundred years.

When he thought that everything was lost, he saw this betrayer again, but...

"Didn't you have ascended to the fairy court... and ended up like this?"

The old fox's thoughts are mixed, and in the high-speed thinking at the last moment of his life, he has vaguely drawn a clear line.

He suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the dark head and the two pairs of horns on it. At this moment, many vague conjectures in the past were connected together.

It turns out that this is the secret that all the twelve hidden nations tried to hide. Five hundred years ago, the saint did not deceive them.

It's just a moment, it's the last moment of life.

The old fox laughed unconsciously, a bit of mockery and a bit of relief in that smile.

His figure died out like fireworks.

And the big demon on the sea of ​​clouds, the spirit and wisdom died early, so from beginning to end, he did not turn his eyes to this "old friend".

Ning Changjiu opened his eyes and wanted to get up, but couldn't use any strength.

The Soul Devourer...

This is the spirit swallower that Ning Changjiu told him, he said they are dead stars...

In the past, he had also vaguely heard some sayings about the demon. According to the book, the existence of the demon is the "tolerance" of the heaven and the earth, and the appearance of the demon is the "mistake" of the heaven and the earth.

Now that I think about it, those demon are spirit swallowers.

And every Spirit Devourer lingering in the crevice of the world, the state of the previous life is unimaginable.

If it is forced into the world, who can resist it at this time?

……

After the old fox's figure dissipated, the snow fox's giant tails also dissipated, and the magical nature attached to the innate spirit was removed. The little fox became the size of a kitten again, lying on Ning Xiaoling’s shoulders. There is almost no weight, and he has fallen into slumber.

Ning Xiaoling softened and ran into his chest.

Ning Changjiu coughed violently a few times. He wanted to hold on to the younger sister, but his arms could only be lowered weakly, so their bodies slammed together like this.

And the soul swallower has already locked Zhao Xianger.

It was attracted by the nine spirits, but the nine spirits that should be available at hand were snatched away by a little girl. It couldn't help but become angry, and a pair of sharp claws penetrated the sea of ​​clouds, wanting to pinch it directly. Zhao Xianger died.

"Run!" Ning Changjiu tried his best and shouted.

He knows that the spirit swallowers are powerful, but if they want to forcefully enter a world to kill, it is no different from ordinary people diving into the water to catch fish. The power of human beings is countless times greater than that of a grass carp, but if one plunges into the water , When he breathed out, he had to leave the river.

Now the spirit swallower is a human being, the world is a sea, and Zhao Xianger is a fish in the sea.

As long as she dives into the deepest water bottom and waits for the soul swallower to leave this world, she can survive from the dead.

But Ning Changjiu didn’t know that Zhao Xiang’er’s purple mansion was full of bleeds, and there was no way to escape, and Lu Jiajia was able to react at this moment, with an extremely fast speed. Yu Jian rushed to the Nine Spirit Platform.

It’s just that even if her imperial sword takes Zhao Xiang’er away, it’s meaningless, because the "bottom of the lake" is too shallow, and the spirit swallower has reached the realm of the five realms, and the entire country of Zhao, in its hands, But it's an extinction thing.

With the death of the national teacher, the restrictions around Jiulingtai ceased to exist. Many soldiers and people in the imperial city gathered together. They either came to join in the fun, or really wanted to do something for Zhao Guo What, but when the head of the spirit swallower cracked out of the cloud, huge fear and coercion made everyone kneel to the ground,

It was near the end of autumn, and the sunset came very early, and the mighty sea of ​​clouds was also painted with a faint haze at this moment. If there is no cloud cover, you can see the flames burning in the sky at this moment.

Zhao Xianger was extremely thin in black clothes, and the divine bird flew on his side, and the long sword in his hand swept across the ground, leaving a gradual sword mark.

She looked at the spirit swallower and knew that she had no chance of escape.

Above the five realms...what an unimaginable realm that is?

Mother, I tried my best.

She sighed softly, even if life and death were aside, the regret in her heart was always hard to erase.

She suddenly walked to Ning Changjiu's body, untied her head rope, and loosened her long hair. The head was slightly lowered, and her eyelids were slightly drooping. She bowed to the young man who was still sitting on the ground in front of her. Fu fell into the body.

She is Zhao's most noble Royal Highness and the daughter of the Son of God. This is a courtesy she has never done before.

After the ceremony, Zhao Xianger turned her back and walked in the direction of the spirit swallower.

That is also the direction of the setting sun, where the girl has seen countless bubble-like beautiful worlds.

On the Jiuling Stage, the never-ending gale passed by, causing pain in the cheeks.

The organs are counted, and death is like home.

It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly understood that she had never really lived for herself for more than ten years.

She has been chasing after the golden veil behind the red robe, even if death is imminent, she just wants to prove her courage and fearlessness with death.

She paused, looking at her thin and shattered black outfit, regretting not changing her gorgeous dress today.

Zhao Xianger laughed suddenly, her slender and beautiful back becoming more and more desolate in the twilight.

She opened her thin lips lightly, as if she wanted to say something to the world, and she seemed to just say it to herself.

Behind her, Ning Changjiu could also be faintly heard.

"Fifteen years ago, the army of the Jade Kingdom suppressed the territory. Outside the Shahe, all the strong died. After the 17th day of negotiations, the land was finally cut off for six hundred miles. Zhao lost his land, so my name is Xiang!"

……

These words passed into Ning Changjiu's ears, sounding like thunder.

The door of memory exploded, and the light and shadow buried deep entangled its original appearance.

"This marriage letter, are you sure you don't want it?"

"I wish for a long time to serve the Tao with one heart and ignore the world."

"Hey, why the little brother is so rigid and boring, don’t you go to see that girl? Tsk tsk, the second brother has consulted for you, and that little girl has got an alluring embryo, and the most important thing is the general manager. If you can make a big noise, brother sees that your cultivation is dull, and life needs this kind of surprise as a condiment."

"Thank you brother for your kindness, but I am really not interested in the love of men and women."

"Believe brother, try, or you will regret it sooner or later, little brother, let me tell you, two days ago when I was ordered to protect my future sister-in-law, I saw her standing alone on the high platform. Talking about the origin of my name, even I was very moved. Alas, at the time, my brother thought, if you are by the little brother, this scene can be painted."

"No matter how beautiful she is, can the scenery on the avenue be beautiful?"

"..."

The man with the knife was speechless, and he hated iron and gave himself a chestnut.

……

On the high platform, the huge body of the spirit swallower pressed like a mountain, and the huge hand also stirred up the huge wind and waves, and slowly swept towards him.

"The soil with few Xiang characters is the six hundred miles of land that Zhao lost."

"This is the shackles I was born with..."

The young girl slowly raised her sword, and the dark divine wing around her body screamed mournfully, and her flying ink hair resembled a crowd of crows fluttering in the sky at dusk.

She laughed suddenly, and the last whisper disappeared in the wind.

"My name is Zhao Xianger."

"His Royal Highness Xianger..."

The huge palm is like a wheel that never stops, running over.

……

"Don't!"

At that moment, Ning Changjiu's heart suddenly mentioned, and he hissed loudly, but his words were swallowed by the wind, and he couldn't hear a word.

The huge powerlessness felt like a drowning man choked water into his body little by little. He opened his eyes wide, looking at the silhouette, and suddenly felt great grief.

All the hole cards have been used up, and the low-level realm that has not yet entered the profound can't afford the slightest power.

The past life was so smooth, he almost never encountered difficulties or bottlenecks, but now is the first time he desires to be strong.

What about above the five realms, if you change yourself to the previous life, this...

Where can there be if?

Zhao Xiang'er raised the dark long sword, her back is Ling Ding.

As that big hand swept over, Lu Jiajia happened to rush to the side of the Yujian, and ran towards the location where Zhao Xianger was.　　 But Ning Changjiu's eyes are as dead as gray, he knows, this is just adding a life.

"Ugh..."

When that big hand was about to crush everyone on the platform like an ant, a sigh sounded.

It was not Ning Changjiu's sigh, nor was it Zhao Xiang'er and Lu married, but a man's rather helpless voice.

Ning Changjiu was struck by lightning, his brain was blank for an instant, but his eyes seemed to resurface.

"I still have to come out...Tsk, at the age of sixteen, a spirit swallower who is above the five realms was attracted. Fortunately, Master Master hasn't found the gated disciple for a long time, or let him spread it on you. My daughter-in-law who is making trouble, our little Taoist temple should be demolished by you."

Familiar voice, familiar tone, this is...

Second brother!

Ning Changjiu leaned against the younger sister in his arms, looked forward with trembling eyes, and burst into tears unconsciously.

The big dark hand didn't make any further progress.

A blazing light lit up above the Nine Spirits Terrace. At first, it was a very thin line of fire that crossed the sky at an even speed, and as the man’s voice sounded, the line of fire began to accelerate, such as After the calligrapher has recessed the obtuse angle, the smooth stroke of the pen, the line of fire has also turned into a blazing white, the blazing white edge is restrained, the most central line is condensed into silver gray, but the edge is bright, burning the space into red. A little twisted and peeled off, like a withered fire.

In front of the line of sight, it looks like a line, a straight line, if drawn with the aid of a ruler, it is so straight that it can't pick out any flaws.

If you look down from above, it’s an arc, a mysterious to almost perfect arc. At the edge of that arc, the space begins to crumble and collapse every inch. In the series of thunderous sounds, the arc is no longer pure. The beauty is attached to the decisive meaning of cutting everything and breaking the world.

From the beginning and end of that arc, everything happened in a very short time, but Ning Changjiu only felt that it was extremely long.

Of course he has seen such a knife. It is a knife he will never forget in his life.

This is the second brother's knife!

The elder sister once commented on the swordsmanship of the second brother in front of him, saying that he was rough and open-minded, but the knife cut out was embroidered like Xiaojiabiyu's girl, which was unsightly.

Of course, the second brother will never talk back.

But Ning Changjiu wouldn't think this was an unsightly knife. This was the most unique knife he had ever seen in his life. This was the case in the previous life, and it is also the same now.

The vast sea of ​​clouds was split apart by a knife, and was pushed by two blade winds to rush out of the imperial city. On the sky, the spirit swallower exposed his huge body, and his mountain-like body was only exposed. , Every muscle is like a huge and hard rock, and his body is trapped at the junction of the two worlds, where the brilliance of the junction is like glazed glaze.

His sturdy arm has been cut with a knife, the incision is smooth, and the arm falls down, transforming into aura and dissipating in midair.

A man wearing a slightly pale, coarse cloth Tsing Yi stood in the air. The sleeve of his left hand hangs thorns, revealing half of the red lacquer scabbard. The sleeve on the right is rolled to the crook of his arm, revealing strong muscles, and he holds it in his hand. With a long knife, the knife is bright.

It is a big knife, the bronze knife is round, the blade is smooth, the front color is pure and bright, and the back of the knife is about half a thumb wide, suitable for slashing.

The man grinned, stomped his feet, stood up to the ground, and instantly moved higher into the sky. He didn't forget to look back at the black-clothed girl and said: "The younger sister-in-law has the charm of a senior sister when she was young, but It’s a pity that I’m fortunate, that I don’t know where the little brothers and sisters at the end of the world are undestined, and I can’t marry you back to open the door."

In the hearty laughter, a knife was cut, and the straight white light penetrated from top to bottom. If the spirit swallower is a painting splashed with ink like a mountain, then this is the extremely discordant white in the center of the paper. line.

But this white line not only destroys the artistic conception of the painting, but also directly tears the entire painting apart from the middle.

The loud sound resembled the crushing of bones as well as the cracking of rocks. The soul swallower let out a painful wailing, trying to reach out his other hand to grab the man who dared to take the knife, but his hand finally froze. In mid-air, because its body had been torn from it, that seemingly indestructible body turned into quicksand-like aura, dissipating between the sky and the earth.

Those auras will slowly converge, transform into a demon cloud, and become the rain that nourishes the entire Zhao Dynasty.

At this moment, in the future, before the rain, Lu Jiajia supported the girl to stand, Zhao Xianger seemed to have exhausted his strength and leaned gently in her arms.

Behind him, Ning Changjiu looked forward stupidly, and suddenly understood everything.

It turns out that the familiar aura he felt in the imperial city these days was never a junior or junior junior, but a second senior who had already ascended to the fairy court in his memory.

After flying to the fairy court, it is absolutely impossible to return to the world. Why did the second brother appear in front of him again...

"Heh... so..."

Ning Changjiu laughed silently.

He understands, he understands everything.

I have always been Ning Changjiu from beginning to end. This seemingly stupid little Taoist did not experience the life he experienced after meeting his brother, but his previous life turned the time for some reason after his death, and he was dying. Before, returned to the body.

A silly boy, a boy with a pure heart, and a boy covered in blood now.

They are all Ning Changjiu, all are themselves.

And Zhao Xianger was the fiancée who refused when she was sixteen.

"Sister, you once said that outside the hidden kingdom, people can't come back from death, but it turns out...life can come back..."

He raised his head, it was the evening sun like blood, and the remnant glow swallowing the sky.

The whole world seems to be shrouded in a pale red mist.

This is the sunset of Zhao Country.

It was also the sunset that he accidentally glimpsed when he was sixteen.

……

(The first volume of Suzaku Glimpse and Burning Sky and Fire)

(ps: Happy 22nd birthday to myself.)

(Thanks to the book friend Zhu Xiaosan zxs for the late night reward~)