At this time, the young man felt at peace in his heart, without any intense emotions, just calm. He looked into the distance with a smile, and the blurred light in his pupils gradually became clear.
Holding a black iron scimitar in his hand, the knife was heavy in his hand, but the blade was extremely blunt. He suppressed the heat in his heart. It was midsummer in July, and the hot and dense light shone through the rice fields in the afternoon courtyard. , sun-dried.
After a while, there might be a rain, and he hurriedly passed by. He looked down at everything under his feet, including the empty and mysterious distant land.
The weak breathing still lingered in his ears, but this weak breathing made Yu Zun dare not underestimate it. It was a threat, an unstoppable threat, more like a huge stone pressing on his chest. on, making him breathless.
The sharp light in his eyes became sharper and sharper. During the long night, the rain continued continuously, and at this moment, the battle between Nian and Chun became more and more intense.
Keng!
Clang!
A thunder exploded, splashing with sparks, and the sky was illuminated brightly, just like a story that happened in the daytime. Everything was clear and terrifying.
kill......
Is it the thoughts deep in my heart that turn everything in front of me into a bright red? Or is this world originally this color? But before my eyes, there seemed to be a layer of fog, a layer of bloody fog...
The wind whizzed past the eyes, and the black hair on the temples danced in the void with the wind. When Chun and Nian met again, the withered earth was like a sea of blood, and the splashing lava had spread thousands of miles. It seemed that Expanding in a more profound direction.
These violent impacts were like the scissors in the hands of a tailor, cutting out the inherent outline of the void, and the cracked earth was more like a failed work of art, or in other words, the handiwork of nature was indeed a bit crude.
When he raised his head again, the raindrops at night were like dense willow threads, stirred by the strong wind, and swaying slowly in the mid-air. In the blurry field of vision, there was only a dense patchwork of stitches, probably sewing a stitch for the late night. Just a new dress!
He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and his body was like a dead leaf, swinging leisurely in the air, and then like being immersed in a pond, quietly fitting into the city in the air at night.
Sha Buddha, who was standing in the city with a smile on his face, looked at Yu Zun who was walking towards him step by step and said, "But are you awake?"
Yu Zun was startled in his heart and murmured to himself: "What? What does he mean!"
Sha Buddha laughed loudly and said: "Since you haven't woken up yet, let's continue sleeping!"
In the dark city, there are the outlines that should be seen at night. Candles are lit in the streets and alleys. Through the thin window paper on the windows, the light flows in quietly like a water pattern. Later, it also In the darkness, find a place to stay.
At this time, where is the figure of Killing Buddha around? The killing Buddha came and went without a trace, which made him feel a little palpitated in his heart. He stared blankly at the sky and said quietly: "Is this all a dream?"
He stood quietly in the center of the city, staring blankly at the sky. After a moment, he felt a tingling sensation in his mind. The pain was like a needle stuck in his heart. The extreme pain made him His mind became clearer and clearer.
In the darkness, the breath turned into a thick fog, which spread quietly in front of my eyes. In the mottled fog, there were thousands of lights, and there were also depressions and cold nights.
At this time, the palaces that fell between the cities were exuding a halo of thorny silver, and they looked extremely sacred.
Looking into the void, he gasped softly. The fingers holding the knife became harder at that moment, and veins stretched out on his arms, which was abrupt and scary.
His consciousness was on the verge of waking up and fainting, and only then did he realize that there was a sound of flute in his ears.
It turns out that this flute sound is the initiator of all this...
In the darkness, thoughts are boiling and dancing. The darkness gives the imagination a reason and a reason to continue the imagination. In the illusion, after awakening again and again, the mind will become clearer and clearer!
At this time, on the roof of a silver palace, he saw a dark shadow standing on the roof of the Silver Palace. He was startled in his heart and looked at the sky quietly. Could it be that the sound of the flute came from here?
At this time, he no longer felt the stinging pain in his heart. The pain at that time had disappeared. He raised his neck and looked at the thorny silver hall. The long wind in the night was like a ghost whimpering. The outline of the shadow outlines the appearance of a woman, and her slim figure is one of the best in the world!
Thick fog obscures what you see in front of you. The empty and depressed night is like sleeping in the rain, and dreaming in the burning wind.
The oppression at that time was actually more powerful than the threat that Nian and Chun brought to him, as if he was suffocating.
When the long wind was like a spear, cutting through everything in sight, the woman standing on the silver palace played the flute again.
Yu Zun stood with his eyes closed, quietly listening to this extremely strange flute sound, which seemed like a big dream, just like what Killing Buddha said. Is this a dream? Was this all a dream?
In the hazy mist, blurry images are carved, so the lines become more and more stiff and cold.
He always felt that the woman standing on the top of the palace was quietly looking at him and smiling. This feeling was a bit strange, and in his heart, it was even more ridiculous.
He looked at the woman from a distance. At that time, he felt some desire in his heart. It was the mystery of the woman that was tugging at his mind.
He also thought of Xue Qier again. He recalled that back then, she also held a flute in her hand and faced thousands of troops. At that time, he was just a yellow-haired boy. It turns out that the years are really like a long river. Slowly, but never again.
At this time, he stood tall among the crowd, and he stood out from the crowd. His body was like a bamboo joint, rising up again and again. At this time, he was nine feet tall, and he was already a burly young man.
But there is a poem that says: "Nostalgia makes you more timid!" He has always been such a young man. Facing the past, he always has a sad look on his face. The calmness he once had seems to have turned into melancholy.
No matter how happy the past was, there was always a candlelight in his heart. The candlelight swayed lightly in the wind and spread out from the thin window paper, becoming a dusk of the past.
Therefore, in that blurry image, I always smell an old feeling of returning from the eclipse, like the flickering clouds and smoke on the sky, and behind the clouds and smoke, there is a broken red sun.
And time will always turn around, and when the storm passes, the incomplete red sun will turn into a full circle again, just like the dream in his heart.
The dreams of the past were always somewhat incomplete, but in a trance, those imperfections were still perfect. It was just that the world looked at this situation from a different perspective.
And the fragrance in the wind, along with the flowing moonlight at night, quietly infiltrated into his senses, hearing the freedom in the wind and smelling the sweetness after the rain.
That quiet moment was written quietly in his heart, outlining a blurry image, and the name of that image was "Love!"
It was the belief in his heart and the following along the way. He looked at the woman with a dazed expression and walked towards her step by step. On his thick hair were still wet raindrops at night.
At this time, his pupils became a little moist, and he murmured, "She... who is she?" His voice became trembling, and his body, which was originally stiff, was also trembling. trembling.
After a moment, he returned to normal, and he cursed himself: "You are such a coward! Yu Zun!"
His face became ferocious, and at that moment, he became a little blurry in the scroll of time. This was not him, definitely not him, but who should he be?
The woman holding the bamboo flute looked at Yu Zun in astonishment, "What happened..."
The young man at that time was even more like a ferocious beast, with only a patch of bright red blood remaining in his violent eyes.
Perhaps, he didn't notice the fierce look on his face at this moment! Not only the expression on his face, but also the aura around him was no longer the same. At that time, he looked more like a devil, the Demon Ancestor who had just walked out of the Demon Cave!
The woman frowned, and she discovered that the looming figure behind Yu Zun, the huge image, had been approaching reality.
"It seems that he has a demonic heart!" The woman frowned and murmured softly.
In that thick cloud and smoke, the figure of Killing Buddha was looming in the cloud and smoke. At this time, his breath was so weak, and in this world, no one would care about the will of the wind.
In reality, the killing of Buddha has long been reduced to smoke, and behind all this, there seems to be the shadow of killing Buddha.
The smile formed in the blood is the most terrifying scene in the world. On the face of Killing Buddha, it is not just as simple as blood. His clear pupils will sometimes become vicissitudes and simplicity at a certain moment, but His clear heart avoids the filth of the world.
"Reach out of the mud without being stained, wash through the pure ripples without being tainted!" How many people in this world can do this?
Obviously, it was not just the case of Killing the Buddha, but also the young boy's heart!
However, at this time, the young man seemed to have lost his mind. In his fuzzy heart, there was only blood and murder. He screamed miserably, and the light in his pupils became dim. A moment later, the blood and murder in his pupils overflowed. , like a volcano erupting, reaching its peak overnight.
The dark night will only encourage evil in the world, this is what it has always done, and the so-called evil will not disappear from the world, no matter when? No matter how much time passes, evil will remain forever, and darkness will not recede easily.
There are many kinds of kindness in the world, and there are even indescribable kindnesses that either shine brightly in the light, or breathe alone in the shadows, but as is common in the world, kindness will not last forever, and light will not last forever.
It's a negative tone that can be depressing and heart-breaking.
But the truth of the world is such that if we go beyond this argument, it is just self-comfort.
Darkness is impermanent, but light remains as usual. When human nature becomes hysterical, then the world will only leave a piece of ashes after the madness. Madness is the concerto of destruction. It is also the prelude to the struggle between survival and destruction!
Therefore, there is no need to pray for God's favor. Whether God is fair or not is not a matter of man-made impermanence or permanence.
In the darkness, there is always blood splashing, and everything wrapped in the darkness seems to be stained with blood. At this time, the woman standing opposite him had a slightly lonely face. She lightly opened her red lips and said quietly: "Now, Fengyun It’s over, but you still haven’t tried to let go!”
She murmured softly, like soft wind, like drizzle, like the bright light from the sky, quietly falling down, falling into her heart, more like water droplets splashing on the surface of a clear lake, with a snap, It broke the light in my heart.
A sad young man always has a sense of silence in his heart! There will be the melancholy of the past, the sadness of reality, and the choking of the moment facing the future.
When the young man raised his head, there was no woman in his eyes, and his ferocious face became so terrifying. His cold cheeks and handsome lines abruptly outlined the stubbornness and stubbornness in his heart.
Kill...kill...kill...
When the woman held the bamboo flute again, there was a hint of sadness in her eyes. She looked at the boy quietly, and the music became more and more melodious.
At this time, the battle on that ancient land was still going on. It was the battle between Chun and Nian, and that ancient land was always being deliberately ridiculed by people, as if this alien continent was guilty.
But Yu Zun, who was standing in the city, had left the increasingly cold land. After being bombarded by the rain, the atmosphere in the street became fresher and brighter.
At this time, he remembered another sentence, "The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and I often think about mysteries!"
He couldn't help but think of those old friends, and along the way, he always had to face separation, whether it was a short separation, or an eternity separated by heaven and earth.
However, there are not many absolutes in the world. In the torrent of time, the so-called absolutes will all become relative at some point. There is no eternal life, and death is always waiting at the next stop! And the same is true for so-called victory and failure!
No one cared about the life and death of this world, and Sha Buddha, who was in mid-air, just frowned.
In this once-in-a-ten thousand-year event, death is no longer grand! They are white paper lanterns hanging on the eaves of every house, swaying quietly with the wind. This is a kind of memorial! It is respect for the king.
The woman stood quietly in front of Yu Zun, and the young man with a ferocious face seemed to be in a dream, but no one dared to underestimate the young man in front of him, not even Chun and Nian!
Perhaps, everything in front of you is paving the way for the final answer!
So, how exactly was the underground palace destroyed?
At this time, Sha Buddha sighed softly. Like the man in front of him, steel is his heart and bronze is his body. How cruel can he sigh?
In the market, no one was standing there. On the vast sky, Hua Xiyue’s feet stood on top of a cloud. At that time, Hua Xiyue also had a sad look on her face, so she sighed softly and said quietly: "Honored Lord. Son! You would never have imagined it! Hahaha!"
That desolate and sad laughter did not seem to be caused by him, but by this world, this secular world...
The murderous aura in his pupils was like a sea of waves. Where Yu Zun stood, there was a violent aura surrounding his body. The aura became as roaring as thunder. The wind wrapped Yu Zun's robe until he The toes are off the ground.
At this time, he seemed to be deliberately lifted up by a huge force, and the noisy air around him became more and more arrogant.
It's this kind of smell, such a familiar smell...
Standing on the ancient wasteland wrapped in magma, Nian and Chun both stopped fighting. They were both looking at the sky until the young man's figure gradually lifted off the ground.
He...is really him...
did not expect! I didn’t expect that! Ten thousand years later, you will come to this world again. All this seems to have been destined!
It seems that there is a terrible thought in the bottom of my heart. Just as the rumors said, it turns out that all of this is really happening!
The rumors seem to be prophecies. In the ancient times, those prophecies eventually became true. In the ancient world, there were no lies or falsehoods, and people's respect for God also caused God to send blessings to the world.
If the words are true, then the oath will be fulfilled. It is no wonder that the royal family in this world would eat fast to worship the heaven and the earth every time there is a drought, so as to seek rain.
And with the passage of time, driven by interests, the worldly way gradually escapes his mind, never to be seen again. The evil words in the world are the reasons for the disappearance of the heavenly way!
Now, when facing everything in front of me, that ancient and ancient atmosphere has once again entered the world, and all of this was brought to everyone by the thin but sharp-eyed young man in front of me!
In the darkness, there is a morning star, hanging quietly in the sky, but it seems that the long night will not wake up too early, and everything in the prosperous age may begin in this night.
In the depths of the ancient continent, demons were dancing wildly, and the demons had awakened from the ancient world. They were all because of the young man in front of them, and their hearts were once again filled with passion.
Their hard bones made a crisp sound. Their shriveled bodies were once again filled with vitality.
Since the emergence of the demons, this world has been developing in an extreme direction.
When they really woke up, there was a strange movement in the city and the Thorny Silver Hall, and the holy breath once again made this turbid night refreshing.
What happened in the Thorny Silver Hall...
It seems that no one except the teenagers and young people who are practicing in the courtyard knows how the Thorny Silver Hall appeared, just like no one knows how the Underground Palace disappeared after ten thousand years!
The people who walked out of the Silver Palace were all wearing silver robes. They stood on the sky with bare hands and arrogant faces. They didn't seem to care. In their hearts, the young man standing at their feet, from the mainland, Only the demons after awakening can be their opponents.
But obviously, they will pay the price for their judgment!
Pale clouds swayed quietly in the long blue space, but under the clouds, there were countless Thorny Silver Halls. The Thorny Silver Halls had already separated from the underground palace.
If Yu Zun is conscious, he will definitely believe that perhaps this silver palace is the essence of the underground palace!
And on the dark continent, the inexplicable life forms bathed in lava slowly approached and then approached with the lava splashing under their feet!
Facing the child who woke up from the dream, in their eyes, even if he did something that went against the law of heaven, he would not hesitate to do it. This did not seem to be much different from what happened in those endless years. Maybe , they will really die for him!
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