Nightfall Chapter 163: Cut the past
The big formation of Chang'an City is different from other formations in the world. It is connected to the world. Even if it suffers serious and seemingly irreversible damage, it can repair itself as long as there is enough time.
For this reason, the Academy wanted to trap the invincible Guanzhu to death in the city of Chang'an. The purpose of the Guanzhu entering Chang'an was also very clear. He wanted to destroy the city.
If you want to destroy Chang'an City, there is only one way to go.
He could only walk along the gap that the door had torn open in the Jingshen Formation, on the bright side down the Vermillion Bird Avenue, and actually stepped on the gloomy places in the Jingshen Formation, straight into the palace and the small building.
However, countless knife marks appeared on this road, and the Shocking God Array mobilized the vitality of the heaven and earth in Chang'an City to come out with great strength, following the force of nature, and forcing him out of the boundless realm.
Those knife marks are words, telling the viewer that there is no way.
From the market to the side lanes, the wind and snow are like anger, and the master's mind is getting colder like a green shirt on his body. It is confirmed that he cannot enter the palace until the runes that are blocked in front of the road are resolved.
The most direct and easiest way to solve the current dilemma is to kill Ning Que, who has cast the rune, and then watch the master and go to Yanming Lake.
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The big brother feels that Tsing Yi is floating in the narrow alleys uneasy, and now and then, walking forward with no distance, knowing where he is going, and his mood becomes as heavy as his footsteps after injury.
The imposition of a realm without distance in such a small area is like embroidering in the eye of a needle, flying in a world of sand, even if he is not injured, he cannot catch up with the master again.
Even so, he still wanted to chase after him, because he couldn’t let the younger brother face the master alone, so he stepped on the snow, leaving a puddle of blood, and the cotton-padded jacket trembled--but he couldn’t. Entering the realm of no distance, because Yu Lian's hand fell on his waist again and grabbed his belt.
"The main point of view is to kill the younger brother."
Big Brother looked into her eyes.
"Yes. This is what he must do now."
Yu Lian replied calmly, without any other expressions.
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The watcher appeared on the snow bridge by the Yanming Lake.
Here is quite far away from Suzaku Avenue, the shocking formation is terrifying, the wind and snow seem to be ordinary, but in fact it contains infinite power, there is no peaceful layer of vitality.
No one can enter Wuxian in this environment.
The master walks down the snow bridge, crosses the winter reeds, and walks to Yanming Mountain on the south bank of the snow lake. Find trails in the snow. Came to the cliff, but did not see a single figure.
There are many messy traces, footprints and sitting marks on the snow. The most common is scribbled handwriting. Some characters are written with fingers and some are written with dry branches.
The watcher looked at the writing on the snow. Understand what happened here last night. Ning Que, who just wrote these words last night and then realized that word, where has he gone now?
He looked at the lake, looked at the two clear footprints on the lake, the remnant lotus that was cut by the knife, the willow that was cut, the pot of winter plum that was chopped, and his brows slowly raised. Up.
Ning Que is no longer traced in his vision and in the sea of knowledge. This is against common sense, because even with the help of the Shocking Array, that kid can't completely avoid Haotian's eyes.
Someone is helping him hide his breath.
Probably the owner of another footprint on Snow Lake.
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Several small round rocks fell on the street, smashing the snow out of the potholes, Gu Lulu went all the way, hitting the stone steps on the street, making a crisp sound. Only then slowly stopped.
The stones are only the size of a nail, and a deerskin bag can hold a lot. If you save some and sprinkle it, you may be able to cover the entire Chang'an City. Of course, this is an exaggerated description.
The faint breath escaped from the little stones. Integrating with the tile eaves stones around the street, it suddenly felt like a large formation in front of the Mozong Mountain.
It's just that the stones are round. There are no edges or corners, and there is a very interesting difference from the block formation. It does not blindly fill the sky, but gently conceals everything.
Ning Que and Mo Shanshan walked through these little rocks.
They have left Yanming Lake, passed the steamed bun shop with the door closed, and came to Nancheng.
"I'm afraid that the bright priest who created the block formation did not expect that after a thousand years, there will be a genius girl in the Taoist priest, who will have another opportunity to transform the block formation into this appearance."
Ning Que said with a smile.
There is no smile on Mo Shanshan's face, only worry: "What should I do next?"
Ning Que said: "The current situation seems complicated, but it is actually very simple. With the wisdom of the subject, I am afraid that he has already figured out the way to break the game. He has come to kill me now."
Mo Shanshan said: "You can also withdraw from Chang'an City."
Ning Que said: "Our academy does not want him to quit intact. An invincible powerhouse outside Chang'an City represents the failure of the academy and Datang. Fortunate or unfortunate, the master himself does not want to quit. Chang'an City, because for him, this is also the best opportunity."
Mo Shanshan watched the toe of the shoe kicking out the hem of the cotton skirt from time to time, and stopped talking.
Ning Que knew what she was thinking, and said: "Senior Brother naturally wanted to come to save me, but Senior Sister San definitely wouldn't let him come over because that didn't make any sense."
Mo Shanshan looked up at him, somewhat puzzled.
"Unless I can trap the master with the shocking formation, or find a way to select the master from the world of Haotian, Senior Sister San will act. I will not blame Senior Sister San, because It’s me, and I will do the same. The academy only has one chance and it must be cherished."
Ning Que said: "I have to hide myself first, and then find the places where his footsteps have fallen, hoping to trap him to death, it depends on me or him who can be faster."
Mo Shanshan didn't say anything, stretched out his index finger, pushed his glasses up, looked at a quiet alley ahead, and said, "Write it here."
Ning Que looked at the alley, raised the knife and cut again, the knife mark disappeared with the wind and snow, and there was no trace, just like the fleeting complex emotions on his face.
There used to be two mansions next to each other in this street, one man and one martial arts, one is the doctor's mansion, the other is the general Xuanwei mansion, the other is his and the other is hers.
An old house covered with cobweb dust in a mansion collapsed.
Ning Que heard the sound of the collapse of the house, did not look there, and continued to move forward with a knife. Mo Shanshan followed him, spilling stones on the street.
From Yanming Lake to Nancheng, and then to the East City, the two of them dropped their swords and stones all the way, avoiding the master's eyes, looking for a way to trap the master, and silence stopped.
The second floor of Songhe Tower collapsed, and Chen Jinji's plaque broke.
Ning Que no longer needs Mo Shanshan to indicate the location. He holds one end of the eye pestle, perceiving the Tsing Yi now floating in the city of Chang'an, recalling the black umbrella that walked through the city of Chang'an, constantly cutting down .
Finally, he returned to the familiar Lin 47 Lane
He pushed open the closed wooden door of Lao Bi Zhai, looked at the long-lost calligraphy on the wall, walked to the backyard, took out a Pu knife and cut it down.
A stern meow sounded on the wall, and the snow was kicked everywhere by the cat.
The well in the courtyard broke and the wall broke.
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