I will Bury the Gods Chapter 313: : King of Cangbi (middle)

The city wall torn down by the black dragon is still unrepaired, the sky is dark, and there are occasional fires. After three hundred years, the Cangbi King flew in from the huge crack in the city wall. Most of the dull people didn't even realize it. I thought it was just a giant cloud drifting by and a hurricane blowing.

Even the Great Cultivator in the Immortal Realm only saw the blue will-o'-the-wisp burning in the clouds at first.

It wasn't until the shocking formation protecting the mountain was smashed that people saw this ferocious dragon shadow that disappeared prematurely from the shattered light of the formation. The memory comes alive, it is fleeting, but it is enough to shock people for a lifetime.

A few days ago...

At that time, the three-flowered cat was still lying on its heart, basking in the sun carefree, thinking about the ending of The Passion of the Son, and hadn't thought about what to do in the future.

Just for some reason, it had a strange dream that night.

It dreamed of the Son.

The bony torture frame towered into the sky, the slender body of the Holy Son hung on it, the bone spur penetrated her wrist, and nailed the girl to the white bone torture frame, blood dripped all over her skin, and her body was flying Countless black shadows, at first glance, are bloodthirsty crows, but they are dragons, thousands of dragons flying with wings.

The dragon's cry was like a prayer, and then the flames shot up to the sky, and the decaying world burned.

After the three-flowered cat woke up, it still couldn't let go of this dream. It felt that this dream had really happened, but it also felt that it might be that the Passion of the Son was written too much, so it dreamed of the Passion of the Son...

The Son of God in the dream is so beautiful, peaceful and sad, like eternity.

Sanhuamao couldn't think of the ending of this story, so he went to the monsters deep in the mountains to learn martial arts.

Before leaving, Sanhuamao thought that he was just going to learn martial arts, but he didn't expect that this time, not only did he fall into the trap of the demon, but he almost left his life there.

In the empty and deep cave, Sanhuamao was attacked by monsters. Although these monsters are powerful, most of them are bloated. natural advantage.

The three-flowered cat flickered around, constantly dealing with the monsters, but was lured deep into it, and fell into the siege of several ancient evil spirits. It is difficult to cut the claws of the cat. On the contrary, the body of the three-colored cat is soft but not hard. If it is caught by the tentacles of these evil spirits, the consequences will be disastrous.

Over the past year, this is the closest the Sanhuamao has come to dying.

Corrosion and foul-smelling slime flowed everywhere, wriggling tentacles covered the sky, and ancient evil spirits sang mesmerizing songs. The miserable purgatory sinks infinitely.

"Meow meow..."

Whenever this time, Sanhuamao will miss Lin Shouxi. In the past, when it was in danger, Lin Shouxi would do everything to save the day, and it just needs to bark non-stop, like a talking amulet .

But now, it has to do every test by itself, and even a little slack may kill it.

The three-flowered cat wants to break through the encirclement with all its strength, but the evil spirits have formed a high wall, blocking every exit. It tried its best, but it couldn't tear out a real way out with its sharp claws.

In the entire cave, monsters headed by several evil spirits looked like bats hanging all over the cave.

In the past, Sanhuamao often came here to look for monsters as touchstones to test the results of their practice. Although the monsters here are fierce, they are also extremely lazy. ice and snow.

But today is different, it has never seen such a united group of monsters.

Did my repeated provocations cause public outrage...

If possible, Sanhuamao can write an apology letter to them, but obviously, these things not only can't understand human language, but also can't understand cat language.

Sanhua Mao realized that this time, he really seemed to be dying.

It was created, and it has only been two years now. Half of its life has been spent in this world of ice and snow, and the other half of its life has stayed forever in the Three Realms Village where the mulberry trees sway. Throughout its life, it is really something to be proud of There seems to be only 'writings equal to one's body'.

As for the feat of saving the Three Realms Village, it is generously credited to the Cangbi King... It always feels that it is a cat, not a dragon.

Now, this is all coming to an end.

The pain was like sharp claws covered with thorns, and the three-colored cat was tightly grasped, beating the bone marrow and tearing the soul. In the severe pain, the three-colored cat raised its head and screamed, and finally showed its cat teeth and sharp claws, facing The evil spirit that blocked the exit with its body rushed forward.

"Die."

The three-flowered cat stared at it, and the voice rubbed against its throat. It was solid and powerful, but it was distorted by the strong wind, more like a spell.

Sanhuamao originally wanted to die with dignity.

But it didn't expect that this spell was miraculously fulfilled.

Before its cat fist hit the evil spirit, the evil spirit had already fallen straight, revealing the glimmering hole.

The Sanhuamao was dumbfounded.

What... what's going on here? Is it a bitter trick to lure a cat into the urn?

It didn't have time to think too much, and it jumped directly into the glowing hole. The desire to live made it run amok all the way, suddenly left and dodged, it was no longer like a cat on the way to escape, but more like a young tiger running on the road to growth .

Surprised but not dangerous, Sanhuamao endured the pain and finally rushed out of the magic cave in the mountain and returned to the ice and snow outside.

To Sanhuamao's surprise, these monsters chased him out this time.

The three-flowered cat didn't even have time to take a breath, so it forced another breath, and ran towards the skeleton of the Cangbi King. After finally returning to the skeleton, it climbed up the skeleton and slammed down. Look, a vast tide of evil spirits is rushing towards it.

It wanted to control the Cangbi King to fly away, but it couldn't.

At the beginning, it controlled it to fly all the way here from the Three Realms Village, but after that, it could no longer shake the skeleton. At first, it thought it was because of its own lack of strength, but now it gradually understands that it cut the blue sky. The relationship between Wang and himself, so this heart does not recognize the cat owner.

The tide of evil spirits is surging, if it can't change anything, it can only watch the heart of the Cangbi King being bitten by them.

But its strength has been exhausted.

At the critical moment, it actually fell asleep.

It dreamed of Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing's wedding again. This time, the wedding was more real. Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing got married while ridiculing, looking like ducks being caught on a fire, extremely reluctant.

This inexplicable dream was quickly awakened.

The evil creatures have crawled to the feet of the Azure King.

The three-flowered cat thought of the inexplicable death of the evil spirit. Looking back on the past, it suddenly remembered that it seemed to have an ability to follow its words. It hadn't used this ability for a long time, and it almost forgot.

Gradually, Sanhuamao recalled the master cultivation manual, and remembered a description in it: If there are enough coincidences to make it say the law three times, then it will really have this ability.

In the past, it believed it, so it kept trying to make Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing get married so as to fulfill its prophecy to Lin Shouxi that "you will find your wife". The thing is too unsatisfactory, and it is useless to let it wear out the mouth.

After many failures, Sanhuamao completely gave up and didn't think about it any more.

Now...

Could it be that Lin Shouxi and Shengzi are really married?

The evil spirit quickly climbed up along the bones.

The three-flowered cat closed its eyes and prayed sincerely.

Then, its wish came true, the three-flowered cat merged into this crystal-like heart of glass, and the skeleton with wings enough to cover the entire village became its body. It waved its wings like controlling a cat. Simple as claw.

The blue pupils burned.

The three-flowered cat drove it into the sky.

It bends its long dragon neck and looks down. The monsters are like ants swarming before the rainstorm. The body of the ancient evil spirit is no longer tough. Is it a monarch that existed in ancient times, and how can these monsters hiding behind the cold and damp mountain walls be comparable?

The three-flowered cat easily killed them all.

Still not satisfied, it went straight to the depths of the devil's nest, tearing apart the most vicious existence in the devil's nest.

It is so powerful, so powerful that it itself is afraid, if it were to write a book, it would probably not dare to make up such a bizarre story... What is this? Reborn as the King of Cangbi and become invincible in the world?

Sanhuamao tried to make a wish.

"This deity needs plump flesh and blood, solid scales, endless power, and the majesty of the gods..." Sanhuamao murmured like a magic stick.

Its wish was granted, but only in part - it did grow a lot of protective muscles around its heart, and a new, flap-thin membrane grew on its wings.

But that's all.

Its current reserve of willing power seems to be simply not enough to fulfill its grand ideals.

But fortunately, it is a contented cat.

After killing these monsters, it suddenly felt empty and didn't know what to do. Then, it remembered its unfinished book.

Book...

The three-flowered cat raised its head, its green pupils looking at the sky.

It knows how to write the ending of The Passion of the Son.

……

The arrival of the Cangbi King was beyond everyone's expectations.

At its peak, the Cangbi King was also a king at the ancient level. Although it is far from the heyday when it had flesh and blood and scales, it is still enough to crush human beings.

The battle between the emperor and the black dragon continued, and the Cangbi King came suddenly again.

Three ancient-level gods fought together in the territory of Shenshan. This kind of thing has never happened in thousands of years.

Neither the Goddess of Sins nor the acting headmaster has the ability to stop it from leaving.

The dragon's chant resounding throughout the world is a provocation to them.

The only strange thing is that the dragon's chant is not long, but intermittent, with a rhythm like a cat's meowing.

The rumors are correct. In the middle of the winter and the moon, the bright moon on the top of Shenshou Mountain is extraordinarily huge. The moment the Cangbi King pierced through the sea of ​​clouds and rushed to the sky, the moonlight pierced their eyes with unstoppable determination. Endless sacred brilliance bloomed at the bottom of the eyes, clear and far away, like flowers with huge waves as petals, reflecting each other brightly.

The battle of life and death has been abruptly cut off by the dragon's wings, and the dark sea of ​​clouds is like a curtain pulled down for them by the sky, isolating them from the entire mortal world.

Gong Yu and Lin Shouxi knelt on the back of the dragon.

In the sky, the cold and mighty wind kept blowing, but it was split by the huge dragon body of the Cangbi King, and when it fell to them, it was already soft like a whisper in the ear.

Before Lin Shouxi recovered from the shock, the moonlight had already fallen on his face, covering Gong Yu unreservedly.

The moonlight is like water, and the fairy is dripping with blood, but she seems to be full of crystal ice and snow. She is so far away, like a crane living in solitude, like a lotus drinking ice and swallowing snow, giving people a sense of being far away and inviolable. It was so close, with fingers clenched tightly and eyes blending together, it seemed as if one could taste her glamorous and alluring lips just by leaning over a little.

Lin Shouxi wanted to hug her, but he felt a throbbing sense of alienation—if he hugged her, who would it be?

The dragon continued to fly upwards.

The sea of ​​clouds is even more distant.

On the long dark scroll, the fierce thunder and lightning wrote dazzling poems.

"Small... Xiaoyu?" Lin Shouxi murmured.

"Has Master really forgotten Xiao Yu?" The aloofness in Gong Yu's eyes has long since turned into a gentleness like melting snow, and her soft voice reveals a captivating charm from her cold and gorgeous red lips: "If Master forgot about Xiaoyu, and that Xiaoyu will not blame Master, I will take Master to recall it..."

Gong Yu stared at him.

There was a faint glass color in Qiushui's long eyes. Lin Shouxi felt familiar with this kind of light color like the glow of the lakeside, and then he fell into it.

The Cangbi King flew in the air with a beautiful arc.

Lin Shouxi and Gong Yu held hands, falling into that distant memory...

"You can't talk nonsense about names, um... my brother can call me Xiaoyu."

The little girl wearing a skirt knelt in front of the sword and spoke in a childish voice. This was the beginning of everything.

This was Lin Shouxi's memory more than a year ago, but for Gongyu, it was more than 300 years ago.

The light from outside the window slanted in and fell on the girl's dress. The girl smiled sweetly and shyly, her watery eyes were full of surprise and curiosity.

Scenes of pictures flickered before my eyes like a fleeting image.

"Brother, brother, are you chasing someone else? Why are you moving so fast?"

"Yeah, Xiaoyu will definitely practice hard!"

"My brother is so strict..."

"Oh, Xiaoyu was wrong, Xiaoyu never dared again..."

“…”

"Master?"

"Well, master should go to bed early too."

In the picture, the girl in red fire dragon clothes knelt on the floor, opened her arms, hugged the sword she couldn't pull out temporarily, and gently touched the scabbard with her cheek, as if caressing the boy's hand.

"Well, then the master ate my radish, so he is not allowed to accept other apprentices."

"Understood, Xiaoyu must cultivate her mind well and resolutely not be a bad woman like His Royal Highness Son!"

"Master is the best."

"Well..."

"Master likes bad women..."

The cute girl tightened her skirt, puffed out her cheeks, with an aggrieved expression of being cheated.

"This place is far away, farther than the ends of the earth, Xiaoyu should never be able to go there in a lifetime." In the sword, the voice of the boy came.

"Then spend the rest of your life."

Xiaoyu spoke in a voice only she could hear.

"If the master can't beat the Son, then wait for Xiaoyu to grow up and beat her."

"Xiaoyu will work hard to practice!"

"Well, let Xiaoyu protect it. When it grows up, Xiaoyu will apologize to it."

“…”

Little words, little words, little words...

The little girl was wearing a dragon night gown, with her hands on her hips, and kept patting her chest, making prophecies that she never thought would come true in the future. .

Only when the connection was cut off, the little girl would lower herself a little. She secretly wiped the sword with a handkerchief, and wiped it over and over again, for fear that Master could not see clearly.

The short seven days are so long, like the spring breeze that urges the petals to bloom, telling the boundless romantic poetry.

"Well, Xiaoyu understands, then we will be... forever mentors and apprentices."

The screen is coming to an end.

Xiaoyu's determination clearly reached Lin Shouxi's ears through the yellowing twilight and three hundred years of time.

Gong Yu held his hand, looked at her past self, and smiled with tears.

The screen suddenly flips.

On the city wall, the Cangbi King raised his head.

He finally saw...

It turned out that on that day, the day Zhan Gong lost contact with Xiaoyu, so many things happened...

Lin Shouxi finally saw it.

This sad and bleak picture ended with the parting of the daughter and her parents. Her parents stood in the distance and became silhouettes in her memory. At that time, she could not believe that this was an eternal farewell .

Lin Shouxi looked at the man in white and recognized him. This is Mr. Gong who helped him in the Immortal Kingdom. He is Xiaoyu's father...

It turns out that everything has been predetermined in the dark.

It's just that he is too slow, and he always knows it later.

He watched Xiaoyu grow up.

Watching her muttering to the night alone, saying words that only she can hear clearly.

Seeing Xiaoyu bowing his head amid the cynicism of others, he silently held the sword in his arms tightly.

Watching her self-punishment in the middle of the night.

Seeing her returning to the ruins of the palace house with a sword in her arms when she was sixteen years old, and sitting there for a whole day in the barren land that has not yet been rebuilt, he knows that today is the day of the martial arts competition that she agreed with her master. Waiting for Master's arrival, but the miracle did not come until the sun went down.

When she got home, she looked at herself in the mirror, which was gradually plump and graceful, and swallowed: "Master, if you don't come to Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu will grow up."

Later, she began to challenge the fairies in the world.

This is not a whim.

She wants to be famous all over the world.

If not, she was afraid that Master would not find her.

Lin Shouxi's eyes were blurred, and the hand he held with Gong Yu was trembling... This is his apprentice, a stubborn and willful Xiaoyu, a kind and lovely Xiaoyu, and her only Xiaoyu. The fleeting scenes are exactly what he missed, Xiaoyu's growth.

"Master, don't cry. The apprentice who made the master cry is a very unfilial apprentice." Gong Yu said softly, leaned forward, and kissed the tears on his cheek.

The salty feeling spread on her lips, but she seemed to be full of sweetness, and she also shed tears. Once the tears burst the embankment, they could no longer be contained.

The screen turns.

All the wind, thunder, and snow were exhausted at this moment.

They stand at the end of a long time, standing as themselves.

Lin Shouxi felt the red lips printed on his cheeks.

He still doesn't know whether the one he holds in his arms is the master or the apprentice... Maybe this is what Mu Shijing said about one master, two lives~IndoMTL.com~ So she already understood...

"Xiaoyu..."

Lin Shouxi looked into her infinitely gentle eyes, and his fingers couldn't help trembling. Only then did he realize that he was almost separated from his only apprentice forever.

Countless guilt and emotion arose in his heart, and he wanted to make up for it, but he didn't know what to do to make up for the three hundred years of absence.

"Huh? Still surprised?"

"Hmm..."

"Master is so stupid."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Master is blaming Xiaoyu?"

"No, no... just..."

"Just what is it?"

Gong Yu smiled faintly, sticking out her small tongue, gently licking away the teardrops on his cheeks, like a close kitten, "I am very happy to be with Master these days, and I learned a lot from Master."

"What?" Lin Shouxi asked subconsciously.

Then, his shoulders were caught by Gong Yu, and the world was turned upside down. In an instant, Gong Yu pressed him on the white keel, facing upwards, and in his sight, the stretched moon was pure and bright, and the moon In the center of the wheel, the fairy's beautiful face is charming and alluring.

"The apprentice has learned to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors." Gong Yu pressed his body, bent down, and breathed in his ear.

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