Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 13: Kiss in the Darkness

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Darkness, dark and heavy.

It is as if the world suddenly condenses into a stone, and the molecules in the stone are getting tighter and tighter together, intending to wrap the people in it into a specimen.

The heavy sound of a giant stepping is getting closer, but it has never been in front of you, attracting people's breath and attention, but it hasn't waited for the thrilling moment to arrive.

And when people hold their breath for a long time, and come back to their senses, they feel like they are weighed down. I don't know when they are **** by ropes, and their heartbeat is suffocated and slow.

Dare to feel that the sound is just to make people nervous, to attract people's attention, so that the heavy air can take advantage of it?

However, Meng Fuyao soon knew that he had guessed wrong.

The sound lingered around for a while, and suddenly came closer again, this time closer.

The sound of the wind stopped on all sides, and it was so quiet that even a single hair fell off the ground. In the extremely condensed silence and darkness, listening to Hong Zhong’s footsteps, I felt the ground vibration slowly approaching, but no one could be seen. Harmony, that kind of feeling, oppression and killing, can intuitively arouse the fear in the human heart.

Because it is invisible, it is terrible.

Meng Fuyao listened intently, but thought in his heart that the Evergreen Temple is known as the divine light, but the first two of the four realms are as deep and gloomy as entering the realm of ghosts, which is more somber than the sorcery of the wind sorcery. What kind of **** does it look like?

Or, the gods, demons and witches are the same thing, just in a different coat?

At this moment, she has opened the last level of "Broken Nine Heavens", and her five senses are far more sensitive than others. However, even so, she can't hear anything other than those steps in this dark realm. All the sounds, Zhan Beiye and others who were still close at hand, seemed to be swallowed by a vacuum in an instant, and there was no sound.

But Meng Fuyao never believed that they would be silent. Even if Yun Hen didn't speak, Zhan Beiye would never stop.

The voice approached, and he patrolled beside him, seeming to make a move at any time. Meng Fuyao guessed at what angle the opponent would attack first. The palm of his hand suddenly became cold. Zong Yue's hand held her and said: "The opponent seems to We break each one, you and I shouldn’t be separated anymore."

Meng Fuyao gave a "um", pressed his wrist pulse with his finger, and asked: "Why is your hand so cold?"

Zong Yue lightly said: "It's just wearing gloves."

Meng Fuyao listened suspiciously to his unsteady breathing, and wondered about his condition. She remembered that Zong Yue seemed to be ill. What is going on now?

However, in the darkness, nothing can be seen, and he cannot be touched. Meng Fuyao had to say: "You take a break first..."

Suddenly I heard a crack above my head, there was nothing there, but it sounded like a pair of giant hands suddenly scratching the ceiling, the air on all sides suddenly tightened, and the sound of the cracking, the huge force came out suddenly. Head down!

In an instant, Zong Yue took Meng Fuyao and both flew up.

The giant hand-like thing waved horizontally in the narrow space separated by the dark, desperately trying to grab the two of them, and then crushed to death in the palm of the hand.

The space is small and the giant hand is huge. With a single swipe, it almost wraps around all sides, leaving a pitiful gap. Thanks to Zong Yue’s first killer, he has a flowing water-like figure trained for many years. All the spaces and crevices moved around with Meng Fuyao, passing through the sound of the giant applause countless times with extreme thrills and ingenuity.

He is as light as a feather, acting bold but meticulous, and pulling away Meng Fuyao smoothly every time he can't let go. It seems that Meng Fuyao consumes a lot of the first pass, and intentionally helps her save her true strength.

"Zhan Beiye didn't mean that his master had passed two stages?" Meng Fuyao asked Zong Yue after he dodged once again, "How did you pass this stage?"

"Light." Zong Yue said, "There is only light in the dark realm."

Meng Fuyao immediately went to dig out the fire fold, Zong Yue said: "It's useless, if the fire can be struck, this will be easy."

Meng Fuyao drew the knife again, pouring true power into the blade, but the light of true energy on the knife only attached to the knife itself, and could not illuminate the chaotic darkness at all.

Meng Fuyao tried several methods to no avail, and he was puzzled: "Where did the light come from, Lord Thunder?"

"Master Lei Dong brought a firefly at the time." Zong Yue said, "This thing was born on the swamp of Moro in the Western Regions. It is very rare, huge in size, and fireflies will never go out all year round. Master Lei Dong made a special trip. Moro, it was so easy to catch one. It turned out to be looking for my master to develop it, whether it can be used to improve the skill, but in the dark realm, the firefly was released in desperation to break the formation, and then I would look for this I can’t find anything, so we must find another way."

"Where can I find Huoying now?" Meng Fuyao sighed, and Zong Yue said: "You don't need to find it, you can't find it at all. When Brother Zhan came over, he ordered the whole country to search for this thing, but found nothing."

The two are hiding in a blind spot at the moment, and the power of the giant hand can't grasp it for a while. Instead, they have time to say a few words. Meng Fuyao asked: "Who is Lingshi? It seems to have a good relationship with Lord Lei Dong?"

"He is called a medical immortal, and his name is Taboo Valley." Zong Yue said, "It is more than good. It is said that if it were not for Mrs. Lei Dong's wife to be too much a Hedong lioness, maybe it was my master who married Mrs. Lei Dong."

Meng Fuyao couldn't help but smile, Zong Yue said: "Between their older generations, there are some grievances entangled. Their masters are from the firmament. They have traveled around the world for many years. I haven't seen her for a long time."

Meng Fuyao was thinking about what kind of woman could teach someone like Zong Yue. He couldn't help but feel a little fascinated. His side suddenly tightened, and something seemed to be lifted vigorously, and then a giant pestle-like wind hit.

Meng Fuyao turned around with a punch, and slammed with that huge force. The enemy was invisible at this level, and it was useless to use any weapons. She relied on real strength competition. She punched fiercely, pale white. Infuriating flashed, and instantly hit the black wind, and all sides seemed to be shocked.

However, the fist on this side has just used old moves, and several huge winds rushed over suddenly. The giant hand in the feeling seemed to split its fingers in an instant, attacking Meng Fuyao from all directions at the same time, rushing from every direction True power is not inferior to the strength of Yansha in the top ten.

In other words, Meng Fuyao will fight five smoke killers at the same time!

Five fierce and powerful forces, while only attacking Meng Fuyao, the wind on the face suffocated people's breath, a posture of squeezing Meng Fuyao into fleshy meat anyway, Meng Fuyao had no time to think before he could evade, just not Jean, twisted his waist, threw out his fists, his left foot flew up, and even his head was desperately greeted!

If you want to squeeze me to death, I will kill you first. Gonggong hit Buzhou Mountain. Let’s hit it today!

However, even if he mobilized his entire body as a weapon, and his right leg could not be considered, Meng Fuyao poured his true power into his right leg, ready to take it this time, desperately breaking a leg, and would never make meat!

There is the sound of clothes and wind on the side.

Boom!

The sound of a hard impact sounded like a drum, Meng Fushang's head was buzzing, and her neck seemed to be cracked. After the wave of shaking pain passed, she waited for the pain of the broken right leg but did not wait. Immediately turned his head and asked urgently: "Zong Yue?"

It took a while to hear Zong Yue answering beside her: "Yes."

After a hum, he stopped talking, and Meng Fuyao said anxiously: "You have internal injuries and illnesses, so you shouldn't use internal force easily. Get out!"

She withdrew her fist, but suddenly found that her fist seemed to be stuck in a pile of mud, stuck and unable to pull it out. The vaguely huge force was still dragging her and hitting in a certain direction.

There should be nothing in that direction, but Meng Fuyao knew that once he was dragged by it, there would definitely be a killer that could kill him.

At this moment, it's useless to panic. Meng Fuyao took a deep breath, and sank himself in place.

That Juli seems to be controlled by someone, getting heavier and heavier, slowly increasing, trapping the power of the two punches from two different directions, not only to drag Meng Fuyao, but also to try to tear her, Meng Fuyao continued to add real power to resist, not only to stabilize himself, but also to be distracted by his arms, gradually sweating on his forehead.

Suddenly he was lightly hit on his shoulder, and the true power of his right fist was cleverly attracted. The force originally added to him was drawn out. Meng Fu shook his body and relaxed. Although the pressure was still heavy, the force was only On the one hand, don't worry about being torn apart.

She was startled, turned her head and immediately shouted: "Zong Yue, let go!"

He seems to be injured. He has already helped her with a huge force to avoid the risk of her breaking her leg, and then he will lead him to it again. How can he support it?

The man next to him did not answer, his breath was colder and the medicine was more scented, something dripping vaguely, and the pattering sound was subtle and alarming. Meng Fuyao was anxious to hear, and hit him with his head: "Let go! I can handle it myself!"

Zong Yue shook, and his tone was already a bit angry: "What is the noise! ​​I can live a little longer if I keep some strength!"

"I don't want to live on your corpse for a while!" Meng Fuyao refused to let go, and he tried to draw the qi back again as soon as he touched his fingers.

Suddenly the wind rose behind him!

It is no longer a huge and fierce force, but it is very similar to the sound of the wind at the beginning, like countless thin and transparent daggers shot from all directions, faster and more urgent, but in an instant, heaven and earth There was only the sound of "swish"!

Meng Fuyao made a bang in his heart, and for an instant he felt desperate. At this moment, he had just stopped himself with a thousand catties, and he was fully resisting the dragging force that seemed to gush from the earth and the sky, as long as he jumped to avoid him, She will be dragged away vigorously, or she will be knocked out, or shot through by those countless gusts, she has no choice!

I suddenly remembered in my mind that what Zong Yue faced was the same dilemma!

As soon as the blood rushed, Meng Fuyao didn't think about anything, but turned back and went to block Zongyue.

As soon as she turned around, a strong wind blew her, and then she squatted and planted backwards with a grunt.

Zong Yue was faster than her and threw her down first.

He threw her down and immediately covered her tightly, entwining her limbs to protect her body, and then he sank and made a heavy fall, resisting the huge force that was still dragging Meng Fuyao.

The sound of the wind passed over their heads, screaming endlessly, Meng Fu was lying on his back, feeling the blast of cold wind cut across her skin, her scattered hair swept in the air, and was instantly cut off. The fierce strength made her Frightened-the wind is too close and too dense, she was almost poked while lying down, Zong Yue, Zong Yue...

"Get out! Get out!" Meng Fuyao couldn't move, and shouted, "Get out, get out, get out, get out--"

"Don't move!" Zong Yue pressed her to death, trembling lightly all over, but refused to move away. Meng Fuyao tried to mobilize Zhenli to punch the acupuncture points again, but everyone's acupuncture methods are different. The more is especially weird. Although Meng Fuyao's internal strength is extremely high, he still can't rush away without knowing the flow direction of the acupuncture points.

There was darkness on all sides, only the sound of the wind slashed by, and nothing was seen, only the smell of medicine and blood in the air became more and more intense. Something kept splattering away, falling on her, man The body temperature was unusually hot, but her heart was slightly cold. The abnormal body temperature made her feel uncomfortable, and her tears could not be suppressed: "Please...get away, get away..."

The man was only immersed in the darkness and chaos, silently resisting without moving a step.

In the extreme wind and noise, the two people who fell on the ground were calm and shocked. Both were silent, bursting out with their greatest strength to endure, one to endure the onset of injuries and the pain of cutting the body, the other to endure Yan’s sacrifice and the greatest fear of fate Senliang.

The sound of the wind is as fast as streamers, and the time is as slow as a thousand years.

Zong Yue trembled suddenly, spraying a mouthful of blood on her hairline.

Meng Fuyao's tears rolled silently, along the corner of his eyes, slowly falling into the hairline, trembling on the hair for a while, and dripping with the blood.

"Fuyao...why...this formation is clearly meant to kill you..." Zong Yue hugged her, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on her shoulder and neck after a word, making her heart tremble. Trembling, "...I have known the four realms. At the beginning... I estimated that you can survive as long as you break through the Nine Heavens, but now... Since Jiuyou, it is no longer right..."

"Someone wants me to die here." Tears wet the temples, Meng Fuyao gritted his teeth, and said word by word in endless hatred, "Indeed...I am damned."

If I had to step on your corpses to get the altar of the temple, then I would rather die early, at the beginning of the first encounter.

"No...I am very happy." Zong Yue hugged her and sighed almost contentedly, "In my life...maybe this is...the closest distance..."

He leaned on her cheek, still smelling her rich and deep scent in the sweetness of tears and blood, the scent blooming like a flower on the other side of the darkness, brightly opening in the reflection of the sky, he was in a trance Looking for incense, he walked across the **** river like mountains and bones, resisting the endless cold and biting of the forest, and finally at the end of the world, I saw her smile back.

It's so beautiful...

His cool cheeks leaned over, hot breath sprayed on her face, even in this end, the dark and charming face, still not showing a pale, always bright like fire, just like this life Regardless of the hardships, he always wears a mask to live, such a gorgeous, distant, beautiful and illusory life...until he met her, until he met the real fiery and brilliant woman under him.

Zong Yue gently pressed against her. He wanted to get closer to her, then, and then... This journey was too cold, and he wanted to indulge himself for a while, and borrow her a little warmth to survive the eternal night of life.

Consciousness is half unconscious, I still remember gently looking for the source of the fragrance, from her ears, to her temples, to her tearful cheeks, to...cold and soft lips.

His lips touched, and he trembled first.

Never thought of this moment, never tried to possess her, he was a member of the darkness, and after losing everything, he lived only for obsession. The flowers bloomed brightly and should only be placed in clean soil. It shouldn't be born in a dark corner like him, without sunshine all year round.

He has always wanted to be the flower protector.

When he was a teenager, he was a lonely wandering son. Later, she sent him to Yubi’s Senliang, and then became his lonely emperor. In his life, he was far from the height of Jinluan. With a flat eye, only Yunxia could be seen. Deep down, she was on his side.

There is a mixed smell of blood and tears in the wind. The only lingering fragrance comes from between his lips and teeth. He smiled faintly. The warmth of the lips and teeth at this moment... has passed all the cold in a lifetime. cool.

The cool lips gently toss and turn, and gently kiss the tears that cannot be held on the red lips... Her life should be always bright and vigorous, and should not be infested by tears... But why is the bottom of my heart blurred? Huo also had a hint of joy... She fought hard for him after all, she shed tears for him after all.

The corner of Zong Yue's lips also bloomed with a vague smile.

The wind is fading, and the most urgent mortal attack has passed.

Zong Yue's body gradually softened.

Before completely losing his power, he unzipped Meng Fuyao's acupuncture point with one finger.

Meng Fuyao immediately raised his hand to hug him, touched his sticky hands, and instantly became dark in his heart, and he was almost dragged by the force that had never left.

There was a sudden murmur in his arms, but it was Nine Tails. It was so suppressed that it almost died. It was then struggling to come out, desperately breathing out its inner alchemy, and let out a sigh of relief.

The golden inner alchemy floats and sinks in it, shining brightly.

At this moment, Meng Fuyao felt shocked and painful. How could he have the patience to catch it? He raised his hand and grabbed it and stuffed it back.

Just taking his hand out of his arms, he suddenly froze in the air.

What did I see just now?

Golden light...Golden light!

See the light!

Fireflies...Fireflies...animals that emit light on their own...

There was a flash of inspiration in her heart, and she raised her hand to touch Nine Tails in her arms. He pulled it out, raised his hand and threw Nine Tails into the air!

The golden light flashed, and the nine-tailed raccoon was thrown out, and a slight golden light suddenly appeared in the air. It was not bright, but for the martial arts expert Meng Fuyao and the keen five senses, it was barely able to see above. movement.

What's even more amazing is that Nine Tails traveled through the air without any hindrance. Obviously, that great power did not attack it.

Meng Fuyao was overjoyed for an instant!

There is light!

After the ecstasy, there was another burst of sadness--why didn't I remember it sooner!

The golden light flashed, the huge wind above my head stopped, and the faint outline could be seen vaguely. It was actually the shape of the hand. The hand seemed to be photographed by the light. After a pause, I let go before grabbing again. Come down.

This time the shot was more fierce and fierce. The black energy flowed on all sides, more frequently than before, and the black energy actually moved with the movement of the nine-tailed body, and the black current swayed around, winding around like a snake.

Meng Fuyao finally understood what Lei Dong said at the beginning, "It may be good or bad to leave this thing for a lifetime." Although the Nine Tails glowed with gold, they were born to help the wind and evil spirits. The evil spirits of the law communicate with each other, throw it out, the light is a little bit, but the power of the formation method is also stronger.

Meng Fuyao hesitated for a moment, do you want to take back the nine tails?

Dark realm...Dark realm...In any case, light is the most important thing...In any case, even if you are a little troublesome here, it is good to light up those few lights.

She doesn't want to see anyone hurt for her again!

Meng Fuyao is determined not to hesitate anymore. He raised his arms and threw the fallen Nine Tails again. Seeing that the nine tails were thrown by her to a height of several meters, one can imagine that the trapped Zhan Beiye and others must also be able to see him. With that golden light, with that light, there is hope of breaking the formation. Meng Fuyao hugged Zong Yue and shouted, "Have you seen--"

While speaking, the nine tails fell down again, and Meng Fuyao threw it up again. However, the flightless fox stayed in the air for a limited time each time. Meng Fuyao kept avoiding the crushing force of the fierce force while paying To throw a fox is not too difficult, but the fox can't stand it.

"Huh!" Nine-tailed ball crying in the air, dizzy, screaming for help.

The golden light was extinguished, and it was indeed indistinguishable. Meng Fuyao was embarrassed, Caiyu flashed in the air, and King Kong flew out.

The bird rushed out cursingly, cursing, "What's the matter? Jump up and down and make the master dizzy!" Flew under the nine tails and caught the raccoon dog.

As soon as it caught the nine tails, the golden light stopped jumping and flickering, and the light stabilized, and Meng Fu shook his head and shouted: "Nine tails! Put more strength! The photos will reward you!"

Nine-tailed luck in mid-air, the inner alchemy sinks and shines, and the belly becomes transparent, like a golden lantern, the transparent barrier on all sides instantly radiates that light.

In an instant, Meng Fuyao actually saw Zhan Beiye and Yunhen, and he was fighting against the trapped beast not far from him, but it seemed that he was in better condition than himself. This formation was really aimed at him.

The few people turned their heads intently, and at the same time they looked in her direction. When they touched their eyes, there was ecstasy in an instant!

The surrounding black air is thicker, and the giant palm on top of the head becomes thinner under the golden light, suddenly shrinking!

"Boom!"

The blue, red and white rays of light illuminate at the same time by the shining of the golden light, and the volume is turned in mid-air in an instant, and the combined force of the three masters will wipe out the dim giant palm in an instant.

A puff of black smoke rushed between the sky and the earth. Meng Fuyao sniffed several mouthfuls inadvertently, but nothing happened. He hadn't had time to figure out what was going on. As soon as the sky came up, his silhouette flashed. , Zhan Beiye and Yunhen all rushed over.

Zhan Beiye saw Zong Yue in Meng Fuyao's arms at a glance, and his expression changed: "What happened to him?"

Meng Fuyao's hand has been pressed on Zong Yuehou's heart. She was afraid to try Zong's breath just now, for fear that her mind would be bad if she tried it, but she did not hesitate to lose. Zhenqi, at this time, he shook his hands with a pale face and pressed Zong Yue Channel.

Before his hand touched Zong Yue's wrist, his feet were soft, as if the ground had been taken away, and his body suddenly floated.

The surrounding scenery changed again. Suddenly, a flocculent white cloud appeared. The limbs, hands and feet were no longer dictated. When his hands were soft, Zong Yue fell from his arms.

Meng Fuyao hurried to fish. With a move, her body rose up and she was not under control at all. She looked back at those few in amazement, and it turned out to be the same, and Zong Yue fell from her hand and disappeared in an instant.

Meng Fuyao was shocked, and repeatedly called: "Zong Yue! Zong Yue!" He tried desperately to step forward, but every time he moved, he would float for a long time, and all the movements could not be done easily. Gravity seemed to be absent. , It felt like suddenly floating in a weightless universe.

Meng Fuyao struggled, adjusting his limbs and trying to catch Zong Yue, his arm was suddenly pulled by someone. Looking back at Zhan Beiye, he frowned and said, "Fuyao! He has entered the third state, he fell No matter if you go, the second stage has been broken and will no longer cause him harm."

"How can I leave him alone!" Meng Fuyao shouted fiercely, "I don't even know his life or death... I don't even know his life or death!"

She had tears in her eyes, staring at Zhan Beiye, her eyes burning murderously, and seeing that, if Zhan Beiye didn't let go, she would slash it over.

Zhan Beiye did not move: "Shuyao, protect yourself! You are stronger, and other people don’t have to die!"

Meng Fuyao shook, and instantly there was no blood on his face. Zhan Beiye was immediately aware that it seemed too hurtful to say this at this time. However, Fuyao, a loyal temperament, has always refused to abandon his companions despite the crisis. Now that Zong Yue has fallen like this, how can she be willing to let go of her words?

The two men stared at each other with heavy loads, their eyes full of pain, after a long while Meng Fu shook his eyes and turned his head silently.

She has no right to be willful, she doesn't even have the right to look back!

Behind and in front, there are people who don't know her life or death!

She stopped in the center, her heart split in two, wishing to tear her body in two and transform into the world!

The moment of turning his head, a drop of tears splashed out and fell on Zhan Beiye's hands. The dampness was like a pouring rain, and it was soaked in the feeling of Zhan Beiye. After a while, he said in a low voice: "Don't worry... The holy identity is different from ours. The firmament has also received his help before, so it will not be difficult for him."

Meng Fuyao let out a heavy nasal "um", and his heart was sad. What happened to Zong Yue? Where did he fall? Just now at first light, he saw only half of his body bathed in blood. Was it a skin injury or a serious injury to the internal organs? Can his magical medical skills save himself?

Forgive me for having to leave you...

However, I will not forgive myself...

There are fluffy flakes around the body, floating like clouds, the sky is bright as snow, and people are in the clouds.

The third place, Yunfu.

Meng Fuyao was unintentionally admiring the beautiful scenery, but was fascinated by the flickering smoke and smoke, which was completely different from the gloomy and dim brightness of the previous two realms.

The broken clouds around the body are floating and swaying leisurely, the clouds are light and soft like feathers, the air is leisurely and quiet, vaguely unknown where there is a line of ancient music, the tunes are as soothing as a river of soup, sweet, and people are in it. Warm water, warm, peaceful, and relaxing, no murderous intent, no darkness, no ghost, no sword wind, this state of peace is like a dream.

It was as if those sacrifices and bloodshed, those bones and ghosts crying, and those heavy killings that wanted to put her to death were suddenly erased.

After experiencing **** battles and burning hearts along the way, the tranquility at this moment seems to call for the rest and return of the exhausted people, without words and endless temptations.

Meng Fuyao felt that his eyelids were heavy and they tried to stick them together uncontrollably.

She is so tired, she really needs a sleep to repair her true essence and restore her vitality.

I vaguely know in my heart that I shouldn’t sleep at this time, but the feeling of fatigue is like a tide, one* rushes, she resists one wave and another wave closes, in a* resistance , Her defense was washed away a little bit and loosened.

A few people around her body, Yun Hen, like her, are also half-downing their eyes. Tiecheng seems to be trying to support him to sit up, but he can't restrain himself from falling backwards. Yao Xun has already fallen asleep and snored loudly.

In the previous period, although they did not endure the main attack like Meng Fuyao and Zong Yue did, they were already tired after dodge.

The most sober one is to fight the North Wild.

He is naturally brave and energetic, and unlike Meng Fuyao, he is not physically and mentally exhausted from going through the two realms, so at this moment when everyone is drowsy, he still barely stays awake, seeing Meng Fuyao's eyelashes half open Hehe, hurriedly reached out to pat her: "Don't sleep!"

When Meng Fuyao woke up suddenly, he knew that it was wrong, and hurriedly cheered up, and went to take pictures of those people again: "Get up! Don't sleep, don't sleep!"

Yun Hen opened his eyes, Tiecheng snorted but couldn't get up, but Yao Xun was already in deep sleep and couldn't wake up no matter what.

Even King Kong and Nine Tails are floating there, squinting comfortably and sleeping.

Meng Fuyao knew it was not good, pinched himself desperately, and tried hard to sink himself, he might be able to wake up a little by being down-to-earth, but in this strange place, even the weight of the weight fell has lost its effect, and Beiye held it. She also motioned to her to hold the cloud mark, and several people strung together to perform their exercises at the same time. With the strength of three people, even a layer of granite could sink underneath. If they didn't want to, they just sank slightly, and they bounced up. .

Meng Fuyao's fatigue in his body became more obvious with this movement. When he raised his head, he suddenly fell asleep.

After her, Yun Hen's hand that had been holding her was loosened and closed his eyes.

Struggling to maintain a sober Zhan Beiye, seeing the two also hit the road, knowing that he could not sleep anyway, he drew his sword and slashed it on his arm.

Blood shot, splashing three feet!

Zhan Beiye himself was shocked by the violent blood. He originally only wanted to stay awake with pain from the self-stabbing. He didn't want to be in this ghost place. Once he bleeds, he would shoot blood and he couldn't control it like a fountain.

Blood splashed among the clouds, straight into the sky, instantly fighting Beiye with blood all over his body, just like killing hundreds of people just now, looking very tragic.

He smiled helplessly, and had to bandage it quickly, and it took a long time to stop the bleeding.

Like this, it doesn't work to stay awake by self-stabbing. People are not awake yet and the blood has flowed out.

But, is it just floating like this? There is no killer. Zhan Beiye protected Meng Fuyao while looking around hesitantly. The big clouds drifted by, and there was something vaguely between the clouds, but they were floating, and all their movements became Slow motion, it's too late.

Zhan Beiye, who had lost a lot of blood just now, gradually felt sleepy, and his eyes were about to slowly close.

But suddenly I felt that there was a cold wind!

The wind seemed to be blowing from the ground. It was cool and cold. It was completely different from the leisurely warm and hypnotic feeling of this cloud-floating realm. It was like a beast crouching behind the clouds, opening its mouth and waiting for its prey.

Zhan Beiye suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw the opposite at a glance, and suddenly a fiery red hole appeared in the direction they had been floating!

The cave was crimson, and there were vaguely flame-like things tumbling and tumbling, the flames were scorching hot, and the scorching heat waves could be felt far away.

And several people are drifting towards the fire hole without realizing it.

Zhan Beiye broke out in a sweat in an instant.

He finally knew why the four realms of the firmament had never heard of anyone passing through, and he knew why he heard that someone broke into the four realms, but in the end, no one was born or dead.

The first two periods have gone through hardships and consumed real power. People no matter how high in martial arts are exhausted. In this soothing environment, relaxation is inevitable, and as long as your eyes are closed, you will be drawn into the fire hole and become The flying ashes have no bones.

If he fell asleep just now, it would be the same end!

Yao Xun, floating in the front, has touched the edge of the hole!

Zhan Beiye suddenly rushed over. This sprint tried his best, but he sprinted out of Zhang Xu, which was able to block Yao Xun. He kicked Yao Xun out, and turned his head, Tiecheng floated over again. .

It took ten times more effort than usual to push Tiecheng away, and the cloud mark floated again.

Zhan Beiye's long sword was connected, and the cloud mark was blocked with the hilt, and Yao Xun Tiecheng was blocked with his hands and legs. It was easy to breathe a sigh of relief, and his soul was lost.

Meng Fu shook his head close to the cave entrance, and a flame came out, and a piece of her hair was scorched with a chick!

She was shocked by the burn, as if she was about to wake up, but she couldn't open her eyes anyway, she was about to be drawn in.

Zhan Beiye can no longer stop her, let alone stop four people at the same time.

He suddenly let go and let go of his legs, abandoned his sword, and retreated!

As soon as he loosened, the four of them slowly drifted over.

Only at this moment, he has already rushed to the entrance of the cave with his back facing the flame in the cave and blocked the entrance with his chest.

He blocked the hole.

Blocked Meng Fuyao, who was closest to the entrance of the cave, and blocked the few floating behind Meng Fuyao.

Behind him, there was a thousand layers of waves burning, and the tongue of fire was scorched, like the long tongue of a huge fire snake, from time to time, it hulled out and scorched the back of the person blocking the entrance of the cave.

The clothes on the back slowly burned away, and the skin was gradually red and blistered, and after a while, it would be scorched.

Zhan Kitano's body trembled slightly, sweat on his forehead rolled off, dripping on his clothes and instantly dried by the heat wave, the severe pain behind his back lasted more than a second, and the skin injury continued to increase. Every time a new tongue of fire rolled, he would It burned even more on the original injury, and the pain became heavier.

The fire was not violent, nor did it appear all the time, but because of this, it became the slowest and most difficult torture in the world.

He never struggled, didn't call out, just looked down at Meng Fuyao in front of him, watching her seem to be immersed in a sweet dream, his sweaty face even showed a happy smile.

Meng Fuyao was still struggling in her dream, sinking into an inextricable sleep, not knowing it, she slept at the mouth of the fire hole, and there, a person used his body to isolate her from the burning heart.

It’s not the instant raging fire of the Shocking Arrow. It can be avoided and extinguished in one shot. It’s a carefully arranged deep prison fire. The tongue slowly licks, gradually drying out all the water in the body, endlessly using it. The severe pain burned the soul and will of people little by little.

Until the slowest and most cruel speed is used to burn people to death.

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The tongue of flames in the Yunfu realm is overcast, and the icy wind trembles at the top of the nine days.

Changsun Wuji is paying attention, listening to the movement in the wind.

The sound under the ice cave was extremely subtle, and even the disciples guarding 300 meters away did not hear it, but the murderous intent was as strong as a cloud, and it approached silently.

A well-planned assassination against Changsun Wou-ki is already on the line.

Changsun Wuji looked calm, but his eyes tightened like a needle.

The dispute between the two factions of the Evergreen Temple has been going on for many years. Even if he didn’t care about the position of the Lord of the Temple, he had to be involved in the whirlpool. Now he has turned away from the master gate for Fuyao and has given up the position of the Lord of the Temple. Still not at ease, still refused to let it go.

The opponent will not publicly use torture to put him to death, so as not to be investigated by the palace master, and it is impossible to kill the disciple who is shocked by Tianfeng. The only thing that can be done is to assassinate him without leaving any traces. It still looks like a natural death unbearable.

Changsun Wuji slowly put away the silk and pushed his fingers into his sleeves.

He stared at the front. Amidst the wind and snow, a gray-black shadow flew up like a ghost from the bottom of the mountain, and his wings fluttered straight into the hole.

The thing fell on the torture frame, tilted its head, and looked at Longsun Wuji with cold golden eyes. The cyan feathers were smooth and shiny, the body was huge, but the movements were extremely light.

It is a blue falcon, a fierce bird unique to Evergreen Mountain. In the temple, the one who trained the falcon best was the fourth elder who personally tied the grandson Wuji to torture that day.

The falcon stared at Changsun Wuji coldly, and Changsun Wuji was guessing whether he was going to peck his eyes or touch his wounds, and the thing suddenly fluttered its wings again.

At the same time, the torture frame suddenly fell down.

There was no sound and no break, just like that, she fell down slowly, bringing the body of the grandson Wuji to the ground.

At the end of the wind and snow, there was a faint sound of flicking fingers, a gust of strong wind blasted off, and the mute point of Changsun Wuji was tapped.

The green shadow flashed immediately, and the well-trained fierce bird fell on Changsun Wuji.

Quasily fell on his heart, pressing the heavy body on his entire body.

The ice wind roars, the ice cave is silent, the fallen torture frame and the people on the torture frame, a bird of prey that does not hurt people but is stressful.

The bright white ice reflects the blue feathers of the bird of prey, motionless like a nightmare coming suddenly.

High in the sky, empty and quiet, no one knew that the murder happened in an instant.

A carefully concocted murder, once it happens, even if someone suspects it, it is impossible to find evidence.

The weakened body with martial arts restrained, the heavy object pressed tightly on the heart, the long-term heart that cannot be resisted by exercise is oppressed...It is equivalent to death without a trace.

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Under the mountain, King Jinnaruo looked up at the direction the goshawk flew, his eyes flashing.

A man with big sleeves fluttering down from the top of the mountain, King Jinnaruo greeted a few steps, and said with a low smile: "This is what I will do, and it's worth working for you."

"Your skill, I'm afraid it's not enough to push down the torture frame in the air and keep it going?" King Garuda looked back and looked at the direction, "Tomorrow morning when someone dies, you remember to push the frame back to its original position."

King Jinnaruo responded, turning his head and whispering to the person beside him: "Thank you for the four elders for lending the trained blue falcon in your temple. I didn't expect you to come here in person."

"I can't feel at ease if I don't watch that boy Fuzhu with my own eyes." The fourth elder looked savagely, "The person who should have died long ago refuses to die, so I have to send him a ride!"

"You don't need to do it yourself." King Jinnaruo laughed. "The Blue Falcon squatted on his heart for a night. With his current physical strength, he absolutely can't bear it. Naturally, tomorrow morning will die silently, without injury or poison. There is no sign of cut-off point, nothing will be seen."

"Don't take it lightly." King Garuda said, "This man is deep-minded, wise, and best at calculating people. You stay here and make sure he is dead before leaving."

King Jinnaruo bowed, the fourth elder suddenly said: "I will stay here too."

King Jinnaruo was startled, and the Fourth Elder smiled and said: "The Blue Falcon is mine. I naturally want to watch it. Don't accidentally fall into the hands of others."

"Then please." King Jinnaruo smiled and looked up at the top with his hands.

In the darkness, the eyes of the two were burning, waiting for a silent death.

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Talk to my dear friends, starting tomorrow, I will temporarily stop and concentrate on writing the ending. The ending plot is complicated and inexhaustible. My mind is in a mess. I have to make it clear first, and then I will probably make a mistake. If you miss it, it’s not good to change it later. It’s better to write it all at once. The estimated time is three days. After three days, try to put a big chapter on the ending. If the big chapter is not enough to finish the ending, you can continue at most. Update every day. In short, Fuyao will end as planned at the end of October. Thank you for your support along the way, thank you!