The Conjuror Xena: 443: The death of mind, the beauty of death!
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"No! No!"
The enchanting enchanting who was trapped in leisure once again wrestled with his own will, shaking Long Jue's hand, struggling to shout:
"There is still blood thirteen!"
In the enchanting heart, apart from Daddy and the companions of the Frozen City, only the awesome blood ancestor Shizun is someone she can never forget!
She glared at Long Jue, who was confused and surprised.
Long Jue's face was sluggish for a moment in front of the enchanting, then he lightly patted the enchanting head, humming strangely:
"Is my house Yaoyao not awake today or had a nightmare last night? Senior Blood Thirteen has already been rescued by you?"
"Hey...you think about it."
Long Jue's magical voice and burning lips rubbed the tip of enchanting ears, immediately making the enchanting heartbeat doubled, and in the originally chaotic mind, some hazy pictures appeared out of thin air!
"There is... a war..."
The enchanting and clear eyes are muddy, and she has no impression of the specific situation of the battle, but some fragments are slowly pieced together in her mind!
She... let... Emperor Lan... use... Spirit Orbs to fight against the enemy...
Old Man Evil Fire...and Elder Demon Cloud...clustering around him to kill...
She picked up some enemies in her bare hands and threw them under the swords of... Feng Kuang and Xius!
"There is also Yan Phoenix!" The scene suddenly became a sleep!
The beautiful ethereal sound of the Flame Phoenix blasting into the air and roaring as if still lingering in enchanting ears!
"I remember the Yan Phoenix's true body came, and I was still fighting against a very powerful Shenzong elder."
The enchanting description of Long Jue excitedly, as if remembering these pieces made her especially happy!
"Just why... there are always things I can't remember?"
However, if you want to chew the details carefully, a sharp pain will instantly pass through the enchanting body. If she continues to think like this, I am afraid that her head will explode with pain.
"Hmm...I remember what you said, because I have been fighting with you!"
Long Jue held her enchanting hand tightly, sending her warm and reassuring power.
"I said long ago that you have worked so hard over the years. Not only did you have to fight against the demons, but you also had to deal with the powerful men of the last four sects. After all, you finally loosened up, and naturally some memories will be blurred. "
"But this kind of thing will never happen again, because I will take good care of you. Let's go to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live in seclusion. From now on, the word "world" has nothing to do with you and me!"
Long Jue's words made her heart enchanting and peace and joy. But she still pursed her lips and asked uneasy:
"Where did the blood old man go?" She really couldn't remember this.
"Senior Blood Thirteen is waiting for us in our secluded place!"
Long Jue scratched his enchanting nose and said with a smile: "It’s not that you said that only the secluded place chosen by the old man is the safest, the most beautiful, and the most reassuring. So he chased his old man and asked him to visit you. The road went?"
"Then if we go, we can see his old man?" Enchanting has already been so happy that she has no idea how to think.
"Of course!" Long Jue took the enchanting hand, greeted Aslant, King Qilin and others who were approaching the two, and then walked briskly into the morning light on the horizon.
The memory of this scene flew away in enchanting mind for thousands of years!
Thousands of tastes float in the heart after time has settled!
There was a scene passing the enchanting eyes... She was holding a fleshy little red-haired baby in her arms, holding a spiritual orb in her hand, making him happy. The baby's eyes are as bright as stars, reflecting her peaceful and contented smile.
In the blink of an eye, the child grew up suddenly, and a young man who was more energetic than Long Jue was standing in front of him suddenly.
I saw him stepping on the purple flames and holding the golden dragon spear. How I look at it makes people feel happy. And the young man proudly described many surprising and dangerous experiences to himself. When it comes to excitement, the boundless sea of stars and the vast land can be seen in his eyes with joy!
The nurturers have become ignorant listeners.
Like once telling a wonderful story to this young man, the enchantment at this time has turned into a beautiful woman, sitting quietly beside the young man, listening to his words with a smile. It's just that in this smile, perhaps there are hidden sorrows that the teenager can't see.
This child, who was curious about the world, soon left her side after he finished twittering.
What is enchanting and worrying is... the teenager will leave again to experience his life and his excitement, and at that time, only when the child misses home one day, can he spend that quiet and short night. Smiling and listening to the chaos and wars that have gone away from me.
She... is no longer his.
A complex sentiment suddenly rose to enchanting heart!
The first injury of artistic conception!
With the youthful spirit as a bright mirror, I suddenly saw my old and cramped!
Life is a mountain climbing, from being born with nothing to climb to the top of the mountain, to the peak of life in the middle of life, looking back at everything under the mountain and the ruggedness that I have traveled, and then I get the most fulfilling kind of self-fulfillment in my life sense.
But such a peak will not stop in anyone's life forever.
Seeing all the scenery, you must also learn to walk down the mountain. In the process of gradual descending, put down all the weights on your shoulders in your previous life, and learn to accept the chic and frivolousness of the late comers who roar freely on the top of the mountain.
Some people can accept their way down the mountain with confidence, while others will be jealous of those who are still on the top of the mountain, worry about their children and grandchildren who will never be on the same road, and miss the bloodline that is still climbing up across a mountain Dear.
This is a kind of oldness, a kind of sorrow with regret for the end of one's life and nostalgia for children, flowing in a silent but unspeakable dark.
Having seen this scene, the enchanting only felt that she had been wounded by a blunt weapon in her heart! Suddenly I felt that the child's departure had taken away most of the vitality in my body!
It's just that the wound has not had time to heal, and the enchanting scene has suddenly changed!
The mountain wind is bitter, and the boundless leaves fall in front of you.
The strong wind blows, blowing a cool wind.
This time, the object in front of him is no longer a teenager who is connected with his blood, but an old friend who is very familiar and familiar.
Although the traces of the years have crawled over his face. But his eyebrows were as clear and gentle as they saw at the beginning of the year, flashing with an intoxicating color like amber. The smell of medicine on the body makes people refreshing.
...Bai Li Chen!
The one who hugged himself tightly beside him was Long Jue with some white temples. His eyebrows were stronger and his breath was thicker and deep, like wine that had been hidden for thousands of years, and the sweeter he was in his twilight years.
But the Bailichen standing in front of her and Long Jue still carried a sense of exhaustion that could not be covered in the old man.
This tiredness is not the lack of energy that can be recovered by lazily curling up in bed overnight, but he has no feelings and concerns about this life, a kind of relief and goodbye.
The end is coming!
The world once shouted the emperor: "Long live, long live, long live!" But even if the strength is the best in the world, and the medicine skills are like the reincarnation of the great Luo Tianshen, the incomparably auspicious "Longevity without Borders" will always come to an end. That day.
Bai Li Chen, who is a few weaker than enchanting and Long Jue, is even more unable to resist the passing of life. The law of time, after sending away countless old friends, finally ushered in his magical medicine and never again When the vitality of the role is diminished.
The spirit returns to the heavens, and the flesh returns to the earth. No one can reverse this way of heaven and earth.
A tear fell from the enchanting eyes.
She will not spend more, because tens of thousands of years, she vaguely remembers that she has given away Yuanfang, Zhanhu, Fayi, Ruozhu...
They had agreed long ago. Farewell is nothing but a long period of pain, and finally fulfilled all their wishes in this world, a sublimation of being able to completely relax and return to nature.
So no more, a tearful goodbye is just right.
But the bitterness in the enchanting heart, Kuruo Huanglian was sun-dried and ground into a powder and stuffed into the throat. The bitter feeling was burning from the tip of the tongue to the five internal organs.
The frustration of life is shrouded in my heart.
In her sadness, she heard Bailichen's misty and old voice.
"Enchanting, there is one sentence that I have never said to you myself. Until now...I don't want to say it anymore."
Bai Lichen ignored Long Jue on the side and said softly to the enchanting.
Because he believes that the jealous dragon who has been certain that he "will not live long and will not be able to accompany his enchanting life" is not to be compared to his last presumptuous.
At this time, his eyes lit up with a bright brilliance again. Although it was fleeting, the various complexities of this life were all settled in a fleeting gaze.
Hearing this sigh with a touch of regret, the enchanting heart suddenly twitched fiercely, and endless tears began to rush in my heart!
She is not a girl who is ignorant. For so many years, anyone who has treated herself nicely regardless of everything, she silently keeps it in her heart, just like what Bailichen said, although she doesn't have to say everything.
Time has wiped away all the brilliance, all the glamour. In the end, what can remain in the palm of the hand is the simplest and most simple mind.
Something that doesn't need to be said... she understands.
"My whole life... I have earned it!"
Bai Lichen's gaze left the enchanting, turned to the vast blue sky, and shouted!
Hundred grasses in the mountains, Tiandi Yaoling rose from the ground because of the shouting of Yaowang, and the wind speed is long!
The body of Bailichen in the long roar suddenly burst into **** in front of enchanting eyes, and then was crushed into powder by the strong wind. With the strong smell of medicine, it was blown by the strong wind and lifted lightly in the open air. Sky!
"No!"
With an enchanting cry, take a crazy step forward!
She wanted to squeeze, but the cool breeze that leaked from her fingertips at that moment made her feel an indescribable boundlessness!
I can’t hold it...Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth!
The second injury of mind!
When time flies, the most precious things in this life pass away. Even though there are new things waiting to be bred in the world, those who have experienced the boundlessness are no longer able to find new beauty. Every time a memory is lost, there is a life Stripped from the body!
"No!"
The enchanting and sad cry came from under her unquenched white flames of Yan Phoenix! This sound of great compassion for life is constantly echoing in the vast snow above the frozen city!
The remaining sound is endless, resounding in the ice and snow!
Even the mud ribbon and the water fairy who stood aside suddenly changed their expressions! Because this is already the twenty-sixth interest time! For someone else, ten breaths will die!
And the nameless power wrapped in Wudaozi Realm suddenly burst into such a sad and deadly scream!
She is still alive, but it's worse than death!
"This...too miserable."
Sadness poured directly into my heart, and the water fairy's tears couldn't help pouring out of her eyes, no matter how she wiped it, she couldn't stop it, although she had no idea what the frozen female cultivator saw in the "Yellow Spring", but Her share of anger and depression throbbed her heart uncompromisingly!
Looking at that expressionless Wudaozi again, Shuixian suddenly fought a cold war! She hadn't experienced it when she heard Master Uncle Ni Wan just now, but at this time she had already deeply understood...Why Sacred King Helian strictly forbids Wu Daozi to use such a domain against his fellow sect in the sect!
Inhumane! This is a taboo method that is not tolerated by human relations!
"Good...good...no way...you...get it over quickly!"
The Mudwanzi flicked his long sleeves and backed away with a somewhat unbearable expression.
If it hadn't been for Wudaozi to run his aura in the domain, and not to be disturbed by foreign objects, he would have long wanted to rush into the domain and give that frozen ancestor a happy way to die!
Only the ancestor of the Xiao family stood aside and licked his wounds proudly. After the ice-bound ancestor was sealed in the realm for the fourth breath, her terrifying flame beast lost its spiritual power supply, "boom" He disappeared in front of him with a sound.
So he is very satisfied with the current situation, can torture the **** of the frozen city to death... the slower the death, the happier he is!
Hearing the urging of Muwanzi, the sweaty Wudaozi slowly opened his eyes.
He doesn't want to tell everyone that this female cultivator who is bound by his domain is too difficult to deal with!
Her heart is constantly struggling to rise, and he has to constantly suppress her heart to let her death spread in his heart!
The hands that stretched out from the white flames were already old like dead branches, but those flames that lingered on the side of the frozen ancestor and prevented everyone from seeing her true face, but with their endless posture , Arrogantly swear to everyone......
Her thoughts are not defeated yet!
The realm of no way can only make people feel that time is moving fast. What the gray smoke deprives is the vitality of all things. The withered hand is the most obvious proof.
But if you really want a powerful opponent to die voluntarily in your own domain, what is really going to be destroyed... is her heart!
With countless serious injuries, left deep wounds one after another in her heart. Only when her own heart arouses world-weariness, her soul and body will truly be transformed into her own domain. For the dust!
Killing this frozen female cultivator, he has already spent many times more spiritual energy and energy than usual, but even if she gave her ten thousand years of illusory life, only a wound of artistic conception can really leave a trace on her heart!
Because of such a firm and difficult to surrender opponent, Wudaozi's heart... suddenly a wave of respect rose.
I came here to fight for the sake of defending the face of Shenzong, without any personal emotions, killing this person, without any prejudice, only to fight for victory.
But the awe in my heart is real. He has ruined so many powerful people in his domain, and even the heartless demon king has died countless.
But only the one in front of me has persisted for 26 breaths!
The person she has in her heart, the most cherished memory in her heart, he has used it back and forth countless times! All the things she cares about, let him tear apart in the most ruthless manner in the illusory life created by his novice!
Her "life" has nothing to worry about anymore...
"Wait."
Wudaozi replied with a little trembling to Muwanzi.
"It's still the last step, I make her heart to death!"
The last injury of the artistic conception, return to the ruins!
In the enchanting mind, autumn is beautiful and makes people feel most lonely. It is not like the dead silence and monotony of winter, but it affects people's depression most.
Because the midsummer is over, the severe winter is coming, and autumn...is a process in which all things die.
Large tracts of trees are covered by red and yellow maple leaves. As soon as the wind blows, the sky is full of gorgeous fallen leaves, and they fall to the ground with a nostalgic attitude towards the branches.
Enchanting and Long Jue are sitting beside the stream, too old to look good.
Actually, with their strength, it is not difficult to maintain the appearance when they were young, but after so many losses, in fact, to return to the roots, everything is naturally the most burdenless.
Chu Yuan doesn't know how many years have passed, but they have lived in the mountains for a long time, almost isolated from the world, and they have no relation to the two of them.
The intention of death rises in the bodies of enchanting and Long Jue. Those who have reached the end of Yangshou can calculate how many breaths they have left to waste extravagantly by closing their eyes.
The two sit together holding hands, everything goes without saying.
What I want to say has been repeated for thousands of years. Those who can register are already waiting for them underground. Death is just a process, and when this process comes to an end, they will welcome it without worry!
The enchanting eyes closed, and he breathed deeply in the cool air of the mountain, with a sudden expression of relief on his cheeks.
The moment she closed her eyes, she didn't notice at all, an eye appeared quietly behind the thin sky clouds!
Wudaozi tried his best to get a glimpse of the end of the life of the sister who was so powerful that he almost exhausted all his spiritual energy.
When I opened my eyes, Wu Daozi was deeply shocked by the endless blue sky, the colorful mountains, and the flying birds in the sky!
"It's amazing!"
He breathed in air-conditioning suddenly!
Although people’s memories and emotions can be used to kill people’s will to survive, in fact, all scenes beyond reality in illusory life are determined by the minds of people bound by the realm.
He has seen countless strong men’s dead ends, all karma is fierce, wars, or starvation, devastated...
Because their dying heart is unwilling to struggle, even vengeance and anger, so the scenes they have imagined are also full of dissatisfaction and slaying!
But the tranquility and beautiful scenery in front of him... far exceed his own imagination of the most beautiful place in the world!
"Is this dead?"
Wudaozi's heart was throbbing violently, and he didn't expect that even though he had destroyed so much...separated...the heart tortured by death would still be so beautiful to the end...even relieved!
In her view of death, there seems to be a way of heaven that ordinary people cannot beat.
All things are prosperous and withered, and life has life and death... Come and cry, then die... Then die peacefully.
The wounds that had been left in her heart by a false life did not become the power to make her heart ugly and disgusting. Instead, they used the wounds and pains to polish out an imperfect appearance but a firmer core. soul!
"Her mood... sublimated! This person is really not easy!"
A drop of cold sweat dripped from Wudaozi's forehead, and an impulse of awe rose from my heart again!
"It's a pity that this person killed too many disciples and elders of Shenzong, and he was crazy about it. If he stays, it will be a great trouble for Shenzong in the future!"
Wudaozi's view of enchanting is still based on the false descriptions of the ancestors of the Xiao family.
"Let her go so peacefully, even if she sees the avenue of death, her heart... has taken a crucial step I need to give up life!"
Regardless of struggling, calm and calm, withered body and determination of death in the heart, no matter how powerful a summoner is, he will never get out of the realm of no way!
The eye of the sky, slowly closed.
Wudaozi decided to kill the enchanting and buried her body in the city. No matter what kind of enemy he encounters in the future, this opponent is the one he fears most!
Just as Wu Daozi retreated from the enchanting mood of the last scene, she slowly opened her eyes and touched her left chest with her hand in doubt.
Time flies, after tens of thousands of years, many memories have turned into fragments. Those intermittent memories have long been tangled up, but since returning to the mountains and forests, she has been hiding something in her heart... that This feeling of emptiness, no matter what Long Jue took out to fill it, she felt faintly uneasy.
This unrest hidden in the deepest part of the soul, has broken her calm pace into death?
"What...what?"
The enchanting head is sideways. Slowly looked at the clear stream in front of him.
"Daddy?"
"No...When I said I wanted Daddy, Daddy showed up in front of me with Xiantian Emperor."
"Is it the old man?"
"No... When I said I wanted to be a master, he appeared in the mountain forest where we were hidden."
"I don’t have anything I want anymore, Kylin King, Yuan Fang, Fayi, Feng Kuang, Xius, Evil Fire, Evil Ice...everyone in my memory, I’m not happy with them. Have you lived a lifetime?"
"But why do I... just feel like I have missed one thing?"
The enchanting head suddenly hurts again!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What the **** is it!"
An inexplicable anger hits enchanting heart immediately! So in order to vent the doubts and anger that had been stagnating for tens of thousands of years, she subconsciously threw a punch into the stream in front of her!
Boom!
The water hits into the air, and suddenly rises a hundred meters of water curtain in front of the enchanting!
Then unexpectedly... a big hand covered with fine magic scales suddenly rose from the water!
"You forgot me!"
A long scream...a figure suddenly burst out of the water! His roar shook the enchantingly and fell backwards, directly hitting the solid rock.
However, the violent impact did not stun the enchanting, but because of this long howl, she could not help but burst out endless fighting spirit from the depths of her soul!
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It's really a literary chapter, I like it very much...