I will Bury the Gods Chapter 215: : No forgiveness

Gu Xiaoru's hissing sound resounded in the sky above the Huidian.

She has escaped from her destiny and never wants to go back.

She stole the power from the corpse of the Space-Time Demon God, which is enough to reverse the Yin and Yang worlds. Unfortunately, Gu Xiaoru suffers from a hidden disease, so she can't live for many years. The twenty years she took away before are almost the little girl's. all.

Cut the body open again, the mist of time flowing out is so thin... But it is enough.

I want to rely on it to change my life against the sky, Gu Xiaoru thought to herself.

In front of the throne made of bronze, flames and lightning raged freely. It was like a newborn demon, with its fangs and claws, and the flickering arc light illuminated the boys and girls.

Time turns back.

The fog of time in Gu Xiaoru's hand is only enough to reverse for a moment.

In an instant, the sword sutra in Lin Shouxi's body stopped turning, and at the same time, his pain disappeared. When he regained consciousness, he and Xiaohe were still in front of the bronze throne, the guarding inheritance embedded in the bones, intact.

——Time went back to before the devouring inheritance.

Everyone came back to God.

"Be careful, she wants to escape!" Mu Shijing exclaimed.

On the top of the dragon's forehead, Gu Xiaoru lowered her head, like a puppet with a broken string, she lost all vitality, she raised her head with difficulty, the light in her eyes was as delicate as hair.

The corpses are towering nearby, and the thunder and fire are burning in the distance. This should be the underworld... She thought.

"Brother..." Gu Xiaoru softly made the final sound.

The other side.

In front of Xiaohe's body, the inherited seeds began to loosen, and it broke free from between the bone claws, intending to escape.

The frog at the bottom of the well is not painful, what is painful is being fished out from the bottom of the well, and being thrown back to the bottom of the well after seeing the world outside. The guarding inheritance is this frog.

The guard is the one who created her, but she has never hated the guard so much, she hates the guard, hates his arrogant attitude, and even hates him for creating himself.

It is the emperor in yellow who bestowed her humanity, and she cannot let herself down as a human being!

The flames shot up into the sky.

Xiaohe, who is close at hand, is instantly illuminated, and her skirt is like a flower in the flame.

She didn't retreat half a point, but stretched out her hand and plunged into the fire.

The girl frowned slightly.

There is unimaginable pain hidden between the frown.

Lin Shouxi did not hesitate, and immediately came to her side, wanting to help her, but Xiaohe held his hand.

"I am the young lady of the Wu family, only I can grasp it." Xiaohe said flatly.

Inheritance has strict rules. It only allows people with the blood of the Wu family to inherit, and only allows the use of **** servants selected by the guards. Lin Shouxi tried to swallow the inheritance back then, but ended in failure.

The three inheritances are integrated into one, and its power is unpredictable. If Xiaohe used all her strength in the past, she might be able to completely grasp it, but today her mind is shaky and exhausted.

In the light of the fire, a dragon chant suddenly sounded.

This dragon roar is different from what they have heard in the past.

Although it contains pain and despair, it sounds clear and distant, like fire gushing from the top of a mountain, or like a waterfall flying down from the nine heavens.

In the sound of the dragon chant, the flame was split by the sharp sword, and a thin and long dragon flew out of it, hovering over ten thousand seats.

When Chu Yingchan and Mu Shijing looked up, they were all shocked. The dragon in front of them was different from all the dragons they had seen in the past!

It looks like a giant python, with fire as its body and thunder as its scales. Its five claws are open, and its cyan mane and feathers flutter endlessly from its head to its back. It has a pair of huge deer-like horns. Spewing purple and red light, it is like an ancient lamp that illuminates the danger, shining brightly in the gray hall. It obviously has no wings, but it can hover in the air. No one knows where this power comes from, as if it It is a ghost born like this.

"Is this...Dragonborn?" Chu Yingchan asked.

"No." Mu Shijing shook his head and paused, "This is a dragon, a real dragon!"

This is what the guarding inheritance manifests.

What it manifests is the body that guarded the former life!

Mu Shijing has heard the legend of dragons since she was a child. For a long time, she thought that dragons are people's worship of lightning. Today, a living thunder and lightning five-clawed dragon appeared in front of her. !

In mythology, dragons can be big or small, ascending or hiding. The dragon in front of us is no different from being in a state of extreme weakness. Although it still maintains its inherent majesty and antiquity, its body is far from the grandeur in mythology. majestic.

It wants to escape, it wants to manifest itself and escape from here!

How can Xiaohe let it get what it wants?

She raised her head, her ice-like pupils narrowed into a line, the girl stared at the thunder and fire dragon, without saying a word, she jumped straight up, using the martial arts of catching, to meet the giant dragon with her bare hands.

She is the person who guards the court, and has an innate suppression of this inheritance. No matter how powerful the inheritance is, she is like a natural enemy in front of Xiaohe, and she dare not fight back at all.

Xiaohe rode on the back of the dragon, grasping the mane like a rein with her hands. After stabilizing her figure, she leaped against the wind and thunder, and jumped straight to the dragon's horn, grabbed the horn, and faced it. His head was punched violently.

Lin Shouxi also reacted quickly. He stepped on the bronze throne and jumped up suddenly. His body was like an arrow. Clutching the scales tightly, he raised his head, and in front of his eyes was the back of Xiaohe Yulong.

Chu Yingchan and Mu Shijing also used their body skills to leap forward, as fast as thunder.

But as soon as they approached the giant dragon, they were shaken away by the turbulent thunder and fire. This field is open to Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi, but no one other than God Attendant is allowed to enter!

Chu Yingchan, who was wearing a blood dress, looked at the dragon, and saw the dragon writhing in pain in the air, like a giant python nailed seven inches, she writhed and fell, crashing to the ground , broke out in pain.

Xiaohe's petite body pressed against the undulating dragon's head, and kept punching, until the fist was **** and bloody, and the weak ancient dragon kept rolling and moaning endlessly.

Since Lin Shouxi has the means to fight against this severe pain, Xiaohe no longer has any scruples, she punches like rain, trying to beat it back to its original shape and swallow it into her stomach!

"It seems to be dying..." Mu Shijing put the death certificate in front of him, and cut off the surging wind and thunder.

Chu Yingchan kept her cherry lips tightly shut, not daring to say a word.

Sure enough, just after Mu Shijing finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

The dying dragon roared like a flash of light.

In an instant, the back door of the Huidian opened.

White cold wind poured into the temple.

The emptiness of the night at the back of the palace reveals its true face.

On the night, countless evil spirits and heroic spirits float in the sky, like homeless wandering souls. In the center of the hall is a dark ancient well with regular patterns on it, like strange eyes.

"No, it wants to escape from the corpse of the Space-Time Demon God!" Mu Shijing immediately made a judgment.

Her judgment was accurate.

This is the shortest way to escape to the outside world, and it is also the only way of survival it can seek.

Xiaohe didn't let it go.

Too much resentment and anger have been accumulated in her heart, and too much pain has been suppressed. All of them have spewed out today, pouring into the tip of her **** fist. It is her destiny that she will take away this inheritance no matter what. , if she can't reach this fateful node, how can she go to a farther and higher sky?

Xiaohe didn't leave, and Lin Shouxi wouldn't leave either. He clasped the thunder scales tightly, let the thunder fire cut into the gap between his nails, and lifted them off with his bare hands, like scraping the scales of a fish.

The cauldron fire in his body was burning fiercely, and the elixirs produced continuously were repairing his body. Although his cauldron fire was blue, the elixir refined was still not enough to repair the body's injuries.

The dragon roared, groaned, and rolled over. It crawled to the edge of the well, its five claws clasped the edge of the well, and it opened the seal of the well.

Its once hundred-foot body has become the size of a giant python, and this well can barely accommodate it.

It twisted its body and fled towards the well.

Chu Yingchan rushed out of the hall against the wind.

The last scene she saw was the scene of the injured dragon leading Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi into the bottom of the well.

Mu Shijing was a step slower, when she rushed out, there was only a dragon's tail that disappeared like lightning.

The world was suddenly empty, and the sky full of gods, Buddhas and heroes formed another temple. They were silent in the sky, witnessing this scene together with them.

Under the well is the corpse of the Temporal Demon God.

This corpse has long since dried up and decayed, and it is connected to another world.

There are many doors hidden in this world. In addition to the gate of the other world in Yunkong Mountain and the corpse of the demon **** in the God Realm, there are also several ancient gods who also hold the road to the other world. Today, those paths are not yet revealed.

In the ancient well, resentful spirits howled, mourning ghosts wailed, thunder and fire illuminated the grimaces, and in the center, Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi were still fighting with the dragon together, surrounded by thunder and fire. , Sometimes like chains, sometimes like knives, they are equally bruised and weak.

During the long fall, this kind of fighting lasted for an unknown amount of time.

Finally, the fire and thunder gradually died down, and the world fell into eternal darkness.

As if Xiaohe had won, she held the inheritance tightly in her **** palm, and it shone like a lonely star, illuminating her cheeks.

"Xiaohe."

Lin Shouxi opened his mouth softly, and he seemed to have only one breath left, "I'm sorry."

Xiaohe was silent for a while.

"If you fell in love with her before you met me, I would forgive you. If you broke up with me after parting with me, I would forgive you. If you had confessed to me earlier, I would forgive you. But now... ..."

Xiaohe let out a calm and cold smile. She exhausted her last strength and said clearly: "I will not forgive you."

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The watery darkness engulfed them.

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The mouth of the well.

Chu Yingchan has been trying for an unknown amount of time, her white clothes are turning gray and her appearance is haggard, but she still cannot jump into the well.

"Don't try it, this well has a seal, and you need a special spell to unlock it." Mu Shijing was unusually calm.

"The spell..."

Chu Yingchan murmured, she looked at Mu Shijing, with a last gleam in her eyes, "You... do you know?"

"Lin Shouxi may know." Mu Shijing said with a wry smile.

Shimmer breaks.

Chu Yingchan stood at the mouth of the well~IndoMTL.com~ Occasionally, there was a sound of wind in her ears, which was the murmur of Gujing's resentment.

She suddenly remembered a certain dream of hers. In the dream, she stood at the gate of Truman, holding an umbrella. The umbrella was white, like flowers and snow. She stood quietly, as if waiting for something, and then It seems that I can never wait.

She witnessed the separation again, this time, she was still not in the painting.

For a long time.

A long time...

Chu Yingchan's blood-colored lips moved again.

"What's under the well?" She asked, "Is it the underworld?"

"No."

Mu Shijing looked at the immeasurable darkness in the well, and said softly: "The bottom of the well... is my hometown."

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(Truman End)