Chapter 576: Strange Story

Style: Fantasy Author: Yan QiushiWords: 4907Update Time: 24/01/13 07:56:21
In the darkness, who is ready to move? Which sky will that ultimate energy light up? And whose ears did the ancient call stop?

The dead night sky was devoid of any life, and the turbulent water echoed quietly in his ears.

Hi! Let the loneliness turn into pieces! Let the empty time crush all the stories in your life, then raise your head, quietly look at the night sky, and let yourself go!

Burying oneself in the darkness, the light in the pupils turned into fragments, and the distance, on the far shore, was the clearest time, the curtain of time, marked with the word dusk!

It seems that he has never given up, but this night is too heavy and overwhelming! Bending down!

Step by step, I walked towards the edge. In the darkness, there was a fierce light shining quietly in my pupils. In front of me was a winding bluestone path, and I heard the sound of dew hitting the stone slabs.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

There is a bit of biting night wind in my ears, and there are too many mysterious things wrapped in the darkness. The night is like a warm quilt, covering the shyness when we first met, the satisfaction after getting to know each other, and even the whispers. In the spring rain, gently kissing the sleepy night.

He walked on that path, with a thick fog in his pupils, passing through the deep alleys and the thin night. He stretched out his fingers and gently touched the wall. There was a piece of moss, moist and slippery.

Time kissed his cold lips, and the night owls flew back and forth on the sky. Time flowed past in clusters, like the shade of a tree in midsummer, gradually disappearing along with the winding stream.

When he looked up, the past time turned into a scroll of paintings, flipping through it quickly in front of his eyes. At that time, he was still a young boy. At that time, he still had a pair of innocent eyes. At that time, There doesn't seem to be such sadness.

The past is the past and can never come back!

The graceful figure was swaying gently in front of his eyes. He rubbed his pupils and found that at some point, a line of clear tears had fallen on his face.

The clear time passed by his fingertips casually, and he stared blankly at the star curtain. It turned out that the past time had to be interpreted by this empty night!

Hot tears welled up in the pupils. Later, the tears turned cold, soaking the green shirt and the sad heart, wandering quietly in the boundless world.

In fact, he knew, deep down in his heart, that this world was just a shadow of uncertainty.

But he just couldn't stop thinking about her, and he couldn't get rid of the addiction of missing her. On the edge of his deepest thoughts, the fluttering clothes fluttered quietly in the wind, but the beauty in front of him kept hiding her face.

But he could smell the fragrance, the fragrance blooming like a fragrant rose.

After being away for so long, why don't you look back at me? Can you bear it? Have you forgotten me? Do you know how painful my heart is? Do you know how I choke at night? You don’t know, you must not know! Otherwise you wouldn't be so cruel!

The girl in front of him danced lightly, more like a butterfly, dancing gently in front of him, her face covered with gauze, and there was a clear smile in her pupils.

She had a really beautiful smile, but her clean soul seemed to attract him even more.

Qier, I probably read it right! It's you? right?

The gentle night enveloped his body, and he returned to Qingshi Town again, to the ruins again, to Lingmao Mountain again, and to the Moon Country again, to experience the past time again!

However, she left too early, and she never got what was supposed to be hers.

That kind of pain is so deep, so sharp, so unbridled!

He pondered, fell to the ground, and gently touched everything that happened in the past with his fingers. Everything in the past, like glass, shattered before his eyes, and then fell to the ground, turning into a piece of fragmented memories.

He seemed to be leaving again, and everything in his memories was already blurry. It was the tears in his eyes, the longing in his heart, and the hazy fog that isolated everything at the end of his sight.

gone!

Really leaving!

But I still want to thank you, Shigu!

Thank you for letting me experience it again. Although it is still heartbreaking, I am already satisfied!

In the days to come, there will be wine and meat, but the memory is missing. I hope that the emptiness in my heart will become full, prosperous and vivid again.

Today, I will draw a clear line with the past! As for whether we can reconcile with the past, it still depends on the road ahead!

The dark sky will also be dotted with stars, and those heavy past events will probably still be in dreams, over and over again.

But he has no intention of looking back. He knows that the time in the future will be extremely difficult. After experiencing many things in the world, his heart has become more and more clear.

There was a clear smile in his clean pupils. He looked at the night sky with a wistful look on his face. He really smiled.

His body levitated, and darkness still enveloped the land, but later on, he looked more like the Night Emperor.

Silver energy flowed into his body along the tips of his toes. His entire body had become bright. His cyan blood vessels, pale bones, and dense meridians were all exposed to the silver light. Down.

Is this the treasure this dark night has given me?

He silently looked at the night sky, and the energy in his body gathered more and more, which could be said to be the ultimate. The sky was filled with the coldness of the night. In the poetic world, the beautiful pictures danced with the silent power in his heart.

The suppressed power finally roared into Yu Zun's body, and that energy seemed to cover the entire sea, with violent waves covering one wave after another.

He tried his best to suppress the energy, and at this time, the Cangwu Qi once again covered the entire sky. It was not so much that he was controlling this violent energy, but it was actually the Cangwu Qi that was suppressing everything.

The night gradually becomes lighter, and the darkness slowly dissipates. Listen to the sound of the night, gently passing by your ears, and the fleeting light rolls in front of your eyes, and then gradually becomes grand, bright, and will The vast night comes to an end.

When he stood at the highest point, he saw the vast land, the black murderers, and the warriors standing with hands hanging down. They were all looking up at him quietly, because he was the real holy king of this world.

Later, they all knelt on the ground, not so much because they were coerced by power, but rather because they were convinced. It was just that this war without gunpowder was so easily won.

He looked at this scene in disbelief. Obviously, he never expected that the scene in front of him would appear. This was really... shameful!

At this time, he looked into the distance and saw cities standing on this desolate land.

A crazy idea suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart. On the hazy cloud top, he stood with his hands behind his back. There were too many wonderful things in his pupils, and there were too many wonderful things in his heart. eager.

If this city was included in the small world...

In this city, infinite vitality seems to be emerging, and the vast energy seems to be spurting out from this ancient city!

When he pulled out the energy in the small world, the old man who had gone away seemed to give him infinite possibilities. Those vast energies were exactly what the old man left to him. These energies can be said to be sacred at their peak. strength.

After staying in this turbid world for thousands of years, the refined energy will become gentler and less sharp, just like a soft glass of wine. After drinking it, your heart will feel warm.

When the warriors covered in black robes gradually surged into the sky, behind Yu Zun were endless subjects, and a terrifying power surged on their bodies.

He crossed several more levels. Along the way, he jumped from one fault to another. His strength also increased in this way!

Therefore, according to the legends left over from history, he should be one of the lucky ones in the history books!

But deep down in his heart, he was still in a daze, because he knew that the real king was still hiding in that vast city.

When the crazy hurricane instantly covered the city in the distance, the strong tearing force was pulling the city, as if it was about to rise from the ground.

There was silence in his pupils. His methods were at their best, but he remained as calm as ever. For a young man, this was indeed not easy, but how could he be an ordinary young man?

It is an ancient city that has gone through vicissitudes of life. Now it is rising from the ground. A hurricane is roaring in the air, and in front of Yu Zun's eyes, there is a huge black hole.

And this black hole is the only door to the small world. If he allows the black hole to exist, then soon, his world will become more and more exciting, filled with vast energy, and become similar to... The world is the same, evil and good coexist, coldness and warmth coexist!

When the city rose from the ground, a manic atmosphere was released. It was a group of monks wearing silver robes. However, the aura around them was different from all the warriors he had ever encountered.

There is a kind of sacred power in their bodies. If Yu Zun's aura is like a night owl occupying the night sky in the darkness, then their power is like a blooming blood rose in the light!

These seemingly holy monks are actually the most evil people. Yu Zun felt the same from the beginning, because the light splashing in the eyes of these warriors was so sharp and evil!

It's a very simple entrance ceremony, and there seems to be no need to be verbose. In the long space, long swords are moving in the wind, and they are attacking Yu Zun crazily. The swords are uncertain, and they just stay in the air for a brief moment. Later, in front of Yu Zun's eyes, there was a crazy explosion.

Violent energy was splashing everywhere, and in the bright white light, there were dragons swimming in the air.

And those giant dragons, speaking of it, seem to be sword souls! However, those swords were actually transformed by the monks’ concentration!

So, based on this extrapolation, could it be that those monks are already able to create things?

Will random fabrication create a soul? If so, it would be truly shocking!

However, Yu Zun does not agree with this idea in his heart!

He stood quietly in the distance, his fingers curled up gently, and then he shouted loudly: "Yuantian Blade! Huan!"

The sword ring was trembling slightly, but what happened later really shocked the monk's jaw! This is the real soul of the sword!

The sarcastic smile, following the cold wind in the night, enveloped the monk's cheeks and his trembling heart.

Seven blue dragons surround the Yuantian Blade, hovering in the night sky, and the sword in Yu Zun's hand stretches across the depths of the sky, more like a mountain and river!

The blue dragon danced wildly in the air, and after a brief trance, the monk became calm again.

And among the dark alleys of the city, it seems that there are really powerful people hiding there, but those powerful people don't seem to want to show up!

He no longer paid attention to the monks in silver robes. He smiled and shouted: "Is Xingtian here?"

The blade trembled slightly. Later, a young man in white robe stood on the blade. He looked at Yu Zun with a smile and said, "Brother, leave this to me!"

Yu Zun laughed loudly and said: "Then there is Brother Lao!"

The figure then disappeared between heaven and earth, walking through the quiet alleys. The clothes hanging on the clothes drying pole were still dripping with water!

On the long banner of the inn, there are several large characters written with flying dragons and phoenixes, "Yu Shui Pavilion!"

He smiled and walked straight into the inn. It was already dark, and there was a waiter in the lobby. He shouted: "Five pounds of cooked beef and a pot of warm wine!"

"Okay! Sir, please wait!" It was an ordinary morning. This place seemed to be isolated from the outside world, and at this time, the soul-eating black hole was no longer in the blue sky.

The young man standing on the second floor looked unruly. He looked back at the woman sitting on the bed and said, "He's here!"

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled: "I didn't expect that he really found this place!"

The man stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands and said, "Maybe this is all fate!"

"Oh? Senior brother, you still believe in fate!" the woman said with a smile.

"Yes! I believe it!" The man looked into the sky. Later, a carrier pigeon landed on his forearm. He took out a page of letterhead, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

But in this inn, these two people were not the only ones staring at Yu Zun with eager eyes!

Sitting in the lobby, Yu Zun's whole body has become a realm. The heavy air and dust fall to the ground, and the soft singing of the singer echoes in his ears!

He drank the wine in the glass alone, and his long smile was spicy and warm!

When he pushed open the door, he seemed to have known for a long time who was waiting for him here, "Senior Sister Chunsheng! Junior Brother Ziye! Are you okay?"

At that moment, the expressions of the two of them were like lava in the air, which solidified in an instant. The woman covered her mouth and said: "Ye Feng..."

Yu Zun was stunned for a moment, with a dazed look on his face, "Ye Feng? Senior Sister Chunsheng, who is Ye Feng?"

"Who is Chunsheng?" It seemed to be a very distant and unfamiliar name. Seeing the strangeness in her pupils, I felt a chill in my heart.

Where is this place?

The man standing next to Chunsheng didn't seem to be Shu Ziye, and his confused eyes were also a bit cold and a bit strange.

Outside the window, under the restaurant, in the bustling street market, people are bustling. In this attic, not only the men and women in front of you live, but what is certain is that those people seem to be here for Yu Zun!

The light boiled, reflecting everything in the restaurant brightly. The dust flew quietly in the air, and then landed safely with the noisy people in the restaurant.

When there was a knock on the door, Yu Zun frowned, because in his subconscious, it seemed that someone familiar was approaching again.

The energy on his body could not hide his whereabouts. The moment the door was pushed open, his heart trembled. Wasn't that Yu Liangwan and Shengtong?

His heart ached because in their eyes, all he could find was the word "strange".

What exactly happened...

What kind of world is this world?

The sharp blade has been placed on his neck. Is it still the Qianli he is familiar with?

The pulse was beating gently, and the blood inside was trembling crazily. The fresh blood spurted out from the heart, and then flowed to the limbs, and the whole body was trembling.

He looked out the window with a confused look on his face. Later, his figure turned into a ball of light and quietly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

When he appeared again, he was still standing in this bustling city. He stood in the street, watching the busy traffic, and his eyes and ears were immersed in the world!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Several broken blades scratched his cheek, and the cold breath made his body tremble slightly.

He held a sharp blade between his fingers. Later, following the breath, he jumped lightly and landed on a tower.

An indifferent person has no blood in his pupils, and the biting cold breath made his whole body tremble.

Han Ying...the Taoist practice he practices is the Dapeng Sutra...

Is this still the Hanying I know? He asked himself, but there was no lingering sound in his heart. In the silent world, water drops fell on the ground, making crisp sounds.

The cold breath was still spreading, overflowing from Han Ying's pupils, but later, he knew in his heart that maybe the man in front of him was not the Han Ying he was familiar with.

It's just that his martial arts realm seems to be on a higher level than that of Sancha Youluo Realm. In other words, he hides it well, and his true strength is more than that!

The wind blew in the air, and Yu Zun's body froze in the air, as if embedded in the sky. Later, the weather became extremely cold and biting.