Ge Sheng stood in the void with nothing to rely on. He shouldn't have stood there originally, but since there was that girl standing next to him.
Then everything that should not be unreasonable will be erased.
He immediately saw the lotus in the green flames and Xiao Jiu standing quietly beside the white horse. He felt a little more at ease. While thanking the girl, he wanted her to put him down.
During the day, when the girl asked Ge Sheng to wait for someone, Ge Sheng readily agreed. Waiting for someone is not a pleasant thing, but waiting for two people together is different.
So when it was dusk, the girl didn't speak, so Ge Sheng had no choice but to wait here.
Then it got dark and the crescent moon rose.
After the crescent moon rose, a huge golden cross appeared in the distance.
Only then did the girl stop humming and turned her head to tell Ge Sheng that it was time to go. Ge Sheng just realized that he had been sitting here with her for a whole afternoon and half a night.
Ge Sheng stood up and was about to take a step when the girl quietly held his right hand.
The girl's hand was cold and delicate, with a slightly hard texture. Ge Sheng was a little embarrassed, but the girl had no expression and said calmly: "Then follow me."
Then Ge Sheng found that he was flying out of thin air.
They were flying in this late autumn wilderness full of cornflowers, with the undulating stars and moonlight in the distance. Ge Sheng never thought that he would fly one day, but when the girl gently held his hand, he felt Lost all weight.
Then they came to the Golden Cross.
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When the girl stood in the sky, countless people looked up and saw the girl's right arm wrapped in a bandage. Then they remembered the legend of an untouchable person and shuddered.
In the face of the charge of the Blazing Legion, they were able to organize an orderly defense, and were not afraid of the opponent's reputation of invincibility, preparing to fight while ensuring their retreat.
But in front of this seriously injured and lonely girl, they seemed to start to shrink away timidly.
Because the girl quietly extended a finger to them.
There was endless darkness under her feet, and there were countless enemies hidden in the darkness. But at this time, it was like the sticky darkness was boiling with flames. The black shadows were disturbing, frightened, and kept retreating, but no one dared to Launch any attack against her.
Ge Sheng was frightened by her momentum at this time and did not dare to say anything about letting him go.
Her eyes were as cold as the light from the sky on the harshest winter day, with an undoubted sense of judgment.
Then she quietly extended a second finger.
Qingyanhou withdrew from the realm, looked at the girl in the sky with a candle, and said in a deep voice: "Those who retreat will die."
This voice came out with inexplicable majesty, and it was transmitted to every corner of the land in an instant. The black shadow finally calmed down under the encouragement of this voice, but they all looked closely at their feet, and no one If you dare to look up, it seems that as long as your eyes touch the girl standing in the sky, you are touching death.
The girl finally popped out her third finger.
Then she walked down the invisible stairs step by step from the void.
Her expression was still the same as when she was soaking her feet by the lake. With a certain concentration, her pure golden eyes were as frozen as ice, and with an absolutely royal aura, she walked down one by one, drawing out one by one, as if He is holding an invisible piece of paper and cutting it in the void like a child.
An injury to her right arm limited her to the use of her left hand, but she didn't seem to be hampered by that.
Because her movements are extremely simple.
And Ge Sheng saw the most terrifying sight in the sky that he had ever seen in his life.
Following the girl's freehand movements, he saw that the darkness under his feet was marked with silver frost marks, just like ice crystals gradually forming on the crystal window lattice in winter. Those frost marks were crisscrossed, like a On the artificially drawn chessboard, when the frost marks began to spread, the darkness disintegrated like a sand-sculpted castle, and countless shimmering grains of sand rolled to the ground.
In Xiaojiu's eyes, all this is more real and terrifying.
She only saw the simple cutting movements of the girl walking down, and white lines kept appearing among the people who were ambushing around her.
Some of the white lines appeared on the arms, some on the chest, some on the neck, and some on the ankles.
Those white lines were extremely straight, as if someone had drawn them with a ruler.
Those white lines are so thin that they are almost invisible to the naked eye.
Xiaojiu didn't see the white lines clearly, but she saw that everything the white lines touched began to separate smoothly along the lines, and the cut surfaces were like mirror-like ice.
Then the arms fell smoothly, the chest was cut smoothly, the neck was cut off at the root, and the ankles were cut off silently. There was no blood because all the wounds had solidified into ice.
The ice then begins to break into extremely fine grains of sand.
Those were ice shards, an unstoppable white plague that spread among the crowd, and countless people shattered and withered into shards of ice and snow.
What an elegant way to die, without a drop of blood or a bone. Countless white ghosts descend like birds to harvest the souls of the dead.
Xiaojiu couldn't help but cover her mouth.
She knew what the darkness was, and finally understood what the girl in front of her had done.
Her eyes were so focused, without any trace of bloodlust, and as clean as glass, but under her hands, the white lines stretched out horizontally, and everything she touched began to be cut, then frozen, and then shattered into pieces. grains of sand.
Xiao Jiu simply couldn't imagine what kind of cultivation and realm this was.
She did not use magic or fighting spirit, she just drew lines in the void like a child, and those lines could bring endless death.
Is this what is called a weapon?
Even though Xiao Jiu vaguely understood that this person was here to save him, looking at her actions, he still felt fear in his heart.
This killing method is like using the fastest sharpening sickle to harvest the tenderest grass in spring.
"Why not let them escape?" he said to Qing Yanhou in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli. Even though he was so amazing just now, the black clothes on his body were almost burned by Qing Yan at this moment, revealing the golden color hidden under the black clothes. Soft Armor: "Weapons do not kill those who flee. They are useless in a battle of this level."
"There are all ants in the sky." Qingyanhou said calmly: "No matter how many people die, they will eventually be replenished. Qingyi will not allow those who run away from battle to remain in this world."
"Have you ever thought about it?" She said quietly in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli: "In her mind, people in the heavenly realm are also ants."
"She was able to cross the border and kill the powerful men in the heaven realm when she was in the earth realm. Now she has entered the heaven realm. Marquis Qingyan, even though you are famous all over the world, you have been trapped in the heaven realm for fifty years and cannot move forward. Otherwise, I will not It’s impossible to survive these last few moments.”
"As for now." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he smiled faintly in the endless flames of the blue bird: "Why don't you, Marquis, run away quickly?"
