Fluorescent powder from the ground filled the air, complementing the stars in the sky.
Jun Aoyan held Mo Dao and stood next to Yingyue Jun. Both looked at the huge festering face. After a long time, Jun Aoyan suddenly rolled up his sleeves on his arms, clutched the Mo Dao, stepped on the face of the giant python and climbed up. It is really not easy to carry such a heavy weight and have to constantly switch it between the left and right hands. Yingyue Jun looked up at her, worried.
Fortunately, Aoyan has practiced, and she has also climbed into more difficult and dangerous positions. However, this environment makes people look a little disgusting. But there was no such thing in Aoyan's eyes. She only remembered one thing in her heart.
"Old Bai...Old Bai——"
Qi Huan and Liu Shenghan took two steps back and gathered around Ying Yuejun. They understood that Aoyan wanted to start from the fragile "ground" without scales and cut it open to rescue Bai Ya. She finally stood here. On this rotten face, only the three eyes on the left side were not covered with scales. The diameter of each eye is as high as half a person, and the outermost eyeball is covered by half of the nictitating membrane. Before it fell, did it still want to close its eyes peacefully?
She looked at her slumped figure reflected in the slanted red and lifeless eyes. The curved surface made her a little distorted and a little ugly.
Or is she like this?
Disgusting.
"Miss Jun!" Lord Yingyue shouted from below, "If you can find the red pearl, take it off. As long as his thousands of years of cultivation are broken, his body may become more fragile!"
Jun Aoyan was silent for a long time. Finally, he took a deep breath, clenched the Mo Dao tightly, and raised it high.
Wow.
Zi.
Bang, bang...
In the pure red eyes, the black pointed pupils have disappeared. This pure ruby-like sphere does not look like a real eyeball, because it is not entirely solid gelatin, but looks like a thin film wrapping a pool of blood. Maybe it's also because it melted away after death. Because there was also an unknown, semi-solidified substance that looked like pieces of meat flowing out. Regardless, it's a lot easier to handle than I thought.
The red mucus splashed onto her face, covering her bit by bit, eroding her,
She was completely unaware.
One knife, another knife, another knife, tirelessly.
Cut it open, hollow it out, create a hole...and get the person out.
It may not be very humane, but it is dead. It will no longer resist, and it will no longer use its power to ravage people's thoughts... No more, no more, it is just a corpse, a corpse that cannot speak. A motionless corpse. It deserves to die, it is responsible for all this. This is it, it hurts not only Bai Ya, Qi Huan, Liu Shenghan and Ying Yuejun, it destroys two families, and even challenges the impermanent system of the Six Paths, ignoring the majesty of the Lord of Naraku.
It deserves to die, it deserves to die miserably. Why does it want to close its eyes so peacefully?
It creates a bloody reality.
It is the bloody reality.
Drenched with blood.
Drenched with blood.
The slashing action couldn't be stopped, as if there was a pair of stronger hands, as if all the victims who died were firmly grasped on her Mo Dao, and they were stabbed one after another neatly under the silent slogan. Avenge their unfair fate. Every time the knife falls, it is the accusation of a dead person, the cry of a dead soul, and the whimper of tragedy.
The only thing that lives on is hatred, and the cycle of killing is endless.
There was only red in her eyes.
"She, it doesn't matter to her..."
Qi Huan was a little worried. The tengu had left at some point, and the remaining fudou were still here fighting against the flames. He didn't know how to stop her - she looked so abnormal, so abnormal, as if she had lost her mind. The knife never stopped chopping and digging, and the whole person seemed to be emitting a strange red light, which became more and more eye-catching in the fading light blue.
"She looks very bad." Yingyue Jun looked at them, "Who will stop her..."
"Miss Jun, stop it!" Liu Shenghan advised her, but she turned a deaf ear.
Their voices could no longer reach her ears. She was stunned and turned into a madman who could only kill repeatedly, as if she was possessed by a ghost. Her friends were terrified of it. Enough, enough... stop it, don't lose your mind before rescuing Bai Ya - they all thought so, but there was no way to persuade them. It was like this every time. Every time she reached this point, she would completely lose control and become this horrible and pitiful look. Several people regretted that they should have stopped her in the first place.
"That's enough. That's enough."
Aoyan heard a familiar voice.
Her movements stopped abruptly, and the blade stopped three inches above the blood foam. She turned her head stiffly, and Bai Ya's hand gripped her forearm firmly, full of strength.
His eyes were still so black and white...but it didn't matter, he was back.
Jun Aoyan calmed down.
"Old Bai!" Qi Huan waved his hands, feeling sincerely happy for his appearance, no matter on which level. There were two knives behind Bai Ya's back. He didn't know when he took them back. There was also a broken blade in his hand with blood dripping from it.
"Go back," he said. "We should go back."
The world went quiet.
In this quiet night, the stars are bright, like a lot of diamonds spread luxuriously on it. The air here is very good and extremely clean, allowing the brilliance of every star to shine through completely, even the moon pales in comparison.
The two people helped him walk down and returned to his friend. Yingyue Jun looked him up and down, as if he was afraid that he had been exchanged to confirm his identity. But he was indeed Bai Ya himself, and she sighed in surprise.
"I don't know how you did it."
"Hmm... I don't know either." He seemed a little indifferent, "It's just a gamble."
They turned around and walked side by side, away from the python's remains. Scattered blue light spots are still floating in the sky, as if naughty stars jumped down to play, but because they are playful and don't have enough mana to return to the sky, they are wandering around the world in a daze. This is truly beautiful and touching.
Until a figure appeared in the field of vision. He lay motionless on the ground.
Bai Ya strode forward, walked to this silent body, and turned him away with his broken knife.
The luxurious clothes had long been torn in many places and were stained with dust and blood. Chu Tianhe lay quietly on the ground, feeling the evening breeze blowing against his cheek and gently scratching the wound, which made him numb with pain. He closed his eyes, opened them again, and closed them again. There were dots of light in his eyes, like dead and broken stars.
Liu Shenghan helped him up and leaned against a broken wall. Chu Tianhe's breathing was not steady and there was some noise. Shenghan shook his head and said with some regret:
"Your pulse is very messy..." She touched his head again, "You also have a fever. If you don't get treatment in time-"
"No need."
Bai Ya interrupted her and stood aside coldly. He didn't want to get too close to this person, even though he knew in his heart that he was probably innocent. But Bai Ya just felt irritated and didn't want to look at him again. Perhaps Mahulaka's face left an overly deep and unnecessary impression on him, which aroused Bai Ya's disgust.
"He can just die here."
"Old Bai, is this... a bit impulsive?" Qi Huan was a little worried, "Don't you also think that he might be just a victim and doesn't know anything? Although Mahuluojia did trick me a lot. , but Priest Chu..."
"But at least he knows that it is an evil god..." Aoyan seemed to be supportive of Bai Ya, "After all, Maharaja doesn't even spare his own believers. Forget it, there are two false gods from the Nine Heavens Kingdom. They just treat people as tools. And have you forgotten? Bai Ya's father died in their hands. How can this hatred..."
Jun Aoyan stood in front of him, holding Mo Dao tightly in her hand. She understands Bai Ya's pain so well that even if Bai Ya cuts him into pieces, she won't think it's too much. Liu Shenghan stood beside Chu Tianhe, put down his wrist, shook his head and stood up with a sigh. Chu Tianhe frowned in confusion, raised his hand and pressed his temple where the pain was coming from. His voice was a little dry and hoarse.
"I know about Master Bai..." He seemed to be in a daze when he learned about it for the first time. "The believers... what happened to them? They, they are all dead?"
"You don't know? Your god possessed you and made this place what it is now."
Yingyue Jun looked at him suspiciously and stretched out his arms to get out of sight. Chu Tianhe saw the burning red forest sea. He once watched this place slowly "grow", from an empty swamp and dense woods, from disorder to order, from chaos to order, from desolation to liveliness. Unpretentious buildings rise from the ground and are located here and there. This place is so quiet and secluded that it feels like it is outside the world. The fireworks of the world will never burn here.
Until today, it was burned to the ground.
A few scattered black tigers were wandering nearby, swallowing the open fire in their bellies, and cleaning up the mess. There are fewer and fewer fire sources on the ground, and the light is getting weaker and weaker. The pitiful red light that reflected his human appearance came from the distance, and gradually became dim, as if witnessing the blood slowly draining from his body.
"Only...only a few of us survived?"
"I think so?" Bai Ya moved his shoulder bones, his tone was neither salty nor cold, "But I think you are going to die. Sorry, I have no intention of killing you, nor do I have any intention of prying into your memory, but the one that belongs to my father I already know part of it. Although you are not directly related to his death, it seems that you are also a victim used by the python god, but I am sorry, we are not killing you for this."
"I know..." Chu Tianhe said tiredly, resting his head on the cross section of the masonry, "It looks like you have won, and Lord Python God no longer exists... Then it's up to you to deal with me how you want."
Bai Ya's face turned aside: "You can think whatever you want. I'll kill you, just because I'm afraid there will still be some part of Maharaja left in your body. If it suddenly wakes up one day, it will cause trouble to the world again. You I have to die... to avoid future troubles."
Jun Aoyan's hand trembled slightly, and she raised Mo Dao higher.
Qi Huan seemed to be unable to bear it: "But, but - is there any other way? Lao Bai, I understand you, I am definitely not saying anything sarcastic about Mr. Bai... I just think about those clams and amber. Can the evil be driven away? Or if we take the Chizhen Pearl away, will there be no problem?"
"Why are you still speaking for him?" Jun Aoyan was surprised, "The python god is so scheming and knows everything about what we are thinking. Maybe he is also lying to us now...Qi Huan, you have forgotten how he treated you. Is it mine!"
she accuses.
