Chapter 401 The bright moon was there at that time, and it returned with the colorful clouds!

Style: Fantasy Author: Ghost lunaticWords: 2433Update Time: 24/01/12 10:40:46
Luo Yi suddenly raised his head. At this moment, no matter inside or outside the imperial city, everyone's eyes were on this thunder punishment.

This thunder is as thick as a corridor pillar, and its whole body is not that bright color, but crimson!

This thunder punishment seems to symbolize a kind of anger.

It is God who is angry at those heretics who dare to go against heaven.

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Mingyue's figure had disappeared from Luo Yi's side.

There was just a jade pendant that was thrown to Luo Yi before Xiang Mingyue left.

Luo Yi reached out to catch it. When he looked down at the inscriptions on the jade pendant, Xiang Mingyue had already swept out of the imperial city and stood proudly in the sky above the imperial city.

The only trace of Yuan force left in his body kept him climbing higher step by step.

In the gray sky, the dark clouds seemed to be alive and rolling incessantly.

A thick red thunder suddenly fell, and the world seemed to have lost its color.

At this moment, only gray and red are left.

And beneath these two colors, there is a thin figure, walking step by step, as if stepping on invisible steps, gradually ascending!

It turned out that the Corpse Emperor who took off his imperial robe turned out to be such a thin and delicate appearance.

His expression was calm, and he did not have any mood swings at all because of the thunder punishment that was about to fall above his head.

Everyone outside looked at this scene in shock.

Yi Qiuhan frowned and asked, "Is this thunder punishment... aimed at him?"

Why bother to squint and look, the eyebrows are also full of doubts.

"His state fluctuations are... very strange."

"How could you be so weak?"

"In his current situation, he is absolutely unable to withstand this thunder punishment."

Yi Qiuhan suddenly said: "Should we help him? If he just disappears between heaven and earth, then the inheritance..."

He Ku shook his head: "It's useless. This thunder punishment is not as simple as you think. Anyone who takes action will cause the thunder clouds to shake again, and then it will no longer be a thunder punishment."

Yi Qiuhan's expression changed slightly: "So, wouldn't the inheritance of the God Emperor also disappear with him?"

Why did he suddenly cast his sights on the imperial city shrouded in black gauze.

There was a strange light in his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "Maybe the inheritance is no longer with him..."

Below, Li Jiuhan and Ren Miaomiao looked up at the figure.

Makura's eyes widened: "I'll be a good boy."

He hit the iron pillar behind him with his elbow and whispered: "Did you see? If you do bad things, you will be struck by lightning. I'm not trying to scare you. You can see for yourself. If you are so rough, if I get struck by lightning this time, , can you bear it?"

Tie Zhu raised his head and took a look. Sure enough, he was so rough!

He shrank his neck and said, "I can't bear it."

Above the sky, Xiang Mingyue glanced at the oncoming thunder punishment with a calm expression.

He smiled casually, and suddenly remembered the time when he was a drunkard alone, carrying a wine flask, staggering forward, and writing a poem every step of the way.

"The sword can defeat ten thousand people, and the literature can be stolen from all over the world."

Xiang Mingyue shook his sleeves, smiling freely and without any trace of gloom.

He said slowly: "Thousands of years are like lightning, and another autumn will pass by drinking."

What's a pity is that it seems that I haven't drank alcohol for thousands of years.

This is a pity.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the imperial city below, and his eyes finally stopped somewhere.

The red thunder punishment enveloped his whole body without any warning.

Xiang Mingyue's body began to melt in this thunder punishment.

And he just looked down quietly, his eyes gentle.

He murmured: "The strings of the pipa say lovesickness..."

Luo Yi, who was currently in the imperial city, looked at the jade pendant that Xiang Mingyue left for him.

There are two lines of words engraved on it.

"The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds."

Luo Yi was stunned and speechless.

He seemed to have seen that autumn. Among the fallen leaves in the bleak autumn wind, a woman looked back and smiled.

What is a favorite, maybe it is the sea of ​​people, suddenly looking back, a startling glance, no matter how hard you forget it.

When the thunderbolt fell suddenly, Xu Jingan's hand suddenly trembled, and there was deep sadness in his eyes.

Xu Jingan slowly closed his eyes.

"Goodbye."

If we can meet again.

The teleportation formation has been constructed, and Xu Jingan's figure became erratic.

He sighed.

A wooden hairpin suddenly appeared in Xu Jingan's hand.

He flicked his fingers slightly, and the wooden hairpin swept towards Luo Yi.

"Boy, if you have the opportunity to travel to Beiyizhou in the future, you might as well go to Xuyu Mountain. The cloud tide there is the most beautiful in the world."

"If you have the chance to meet my Xu family, please give them this wooden hairpin."

Xu Jingan's figure gradually disappeared.

Luo Yi was the only one left in the main hall.

He held a jade pendant and a wooden hairpin in his hand.

Luo Yi was silent for a long time, then he walked slowly to the black coffin.

The woman in the coffin was breathing evenly, and there was no death breath lingering about her body.

Xu Jingan had placed some kind of formation on the black coffin. After a while, the black coffin would disappear into the void.

As for where he is going, Luo Yi doesn't know.

He slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched Ning Caiyun's eyebrows.

At the same time, a flash of ink suddenly flashed in Luo Yi's eyes.

Mysterious lines appeared in his eyes, and these lines were still rotating slowly.

Shenji can indeed tamper with other people's memories, but in fact, facing Ning Caiyun, Luo Yi's move was not easy.

Because Ning Caiyun is a strong person in Tongxuan realm.

As for Ji Xuan, Luo Yi can't tell, so it's hard to say.

She came back from the dead, but to her surprise, she even recovered her realm and cultivation level.

Fortunately, Luo Yi still has the power in Xiang Mingyue's body left in his body. With this power as a support, and Ning Caiyun has just been reincarnated at this moment, his soul is unstable, and he is in a deep coma, so Luo Yi can tamper with a general. The memory of a powerful person in the Xuan Realm!

Luo Yi agreed to Xiang Mingyue's request and erased all of him from her memory.

After a long while, Luo Yi slowly retracted his hand and exhaled heavily.

Ning Caiyun folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and the ancient red-tassel sword lay quietly beside her.

Luo Yi hesitated for a moment and finally made a decision.

He gently put the jade pendant into Ning Caiyun's hand.

"He died for you, but he will never be in your world again."

Luo Yi felt mixed emotions.

Was Emperor Zhigu wrong? Of course it was wrong, very wrong.

He slaughtered tens of thousands of people and built a corpse kingdom with his own hands.

He behaves violently, and everyone will punish him.

Is Xiang Mingyue wrong? perhaps……

There is nothing wrong with that.

The word love doesn't know where it comes from or where it lives. I don’t know the knot, I don’t know the solution. Nowhere to be found, no where to end.

Luo Yi put the lid on Ning Caiyun's coffin.

He stepped outside the hall.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and a few rays of light gradually penetrated the clouds.

When Luo Yi walked out of the hall and the imperial city, the black gauze covering the entire imperial city gradually dissipated and finally turned into a black gold imperial robe.

The black gold imperial robe paused in mid-air for a moment, and then flew towards Luo Yi as if it were a spirit.

At this moment, a ray of sunshine happened to penetrate the clouds and shine on Luo Yi.

Everyone turned to look.

The black gold imperial robe was draped on Luo Yi's shoulders.

Light and shadow intersect, the breeze blows on the face, the temples fly, and the sleeves flutter.

Luo Yi stood quietly in front of the dilapidated palace.

Make eye contact with everyone.