Ji Yanru's beautiful figure shattered like glass.
The dressing mirror fell towards Jiang Wang again, and cracks appeared on the mirror surface like dense spider webs.
And above the moon, the remaining human body of Ji Lanxian also began to have cracks!
Like a piece of red porcelain that is not exquisite, it will soon be reduced to crumbs and swept into the dust pile.
Even if it is the treasure of the ancient demon court, it is the supreme treasure that helps the ancient demon emperor rule the world and restrain the great demon. Even if it has devoted itself to slaying dragons for thousands of years and sacrificed others in exchange for the absolute suppression of the dragon clan, it must
It is not an easy task to peel off Ji Lanxian's dragon body, or even take Ji Lanxian away.
The Yanyan is broken first, the red makeup mirror is cracked later, and the Yanlan is broken first.
Why did Fu Hai say at that time, "Now we are together forever."
Because he has seen his own end.
Seeing that he and Ji Yanru will be broken together.
From the beginning to the end, facing Ji Yanru coming out of the red mirror, intent on seizing her body, looking at the dragon in one mirror, until the road to transcendence was cut off, her perfect Taoist body was stripped away, and her body was broken, he couldn't do anything at all.
Promote any useful resistance.
Either don't want to, or can't.
Or maybe only he knows.
As a peerless genius of the sea tribe, he was willing to take risks and secluded himself from the human race to study. Yu Zhen took risks and sneaked into the world to seek the union of dragons and monsters. How can he be similar to this!
He didn't dare to go to those big sects and top famous sects in the world. He could only ask some mediocre people, but he actually learned by analogy and learned from hundreds of schools of thought.
He used the human body to develop the Tao, and he also understood and paid attention to the supernatural power. He used the secret realm of Tianfu to ripen the mirror flowers and water moons. He calculated the time for Gao Jie to rise, raised twin flowers and attracted twin flowers, and used false cultivation to achieve perfection. At the critical moment, his achievements were comparable to those of the past.
The true king of the human race with the body of the sea...
He expected everything, just waiting for this last step, and really took this last step——
But all in vain!
He thought a lot at this moment.
The awakening of spiritual wisdom occurred on a night when the world-destroying thunder was raging, and the lightning from tens of thousands of miles away destroyed everything, but he was lucky enough to tremble outside the range of the lightning.
He saw the charred corpses of his fellow humans almost covering the sea surface, and there were layers of gray and black as far as the eye could see.
He saw the lightning hitting the bottom of the sea, breaking the earth's crust, and the magma spewing out, drowning many sea people who had no time to escape, and finally cooled and solidified, turning into a mountain.
That was when his spiritual wisdom first emerged, and it could also be regarded as his new life when he first became a member of the sea tribe. And Canghai gave him a grand birthday celebration.
He will never forget that fear!
If he had not come to the human race back then, with his peerless talent, he would have had the possibility of achieving greatness. However, if the Hai Clan could not truly learn from the human race and understand the human race, they would never be able to gain any breathing room, and they would never be able to return to the present world.
In the past, when the demon court came to an end, human beings were slaves, servants, minions, and blood-eaters. They crawled in search of knowledge, learned from demons, and finally controlled them.
Nowadays, the human race suppresses all the worlds, and the sea race lives alone in the sea. It is difficult to survive. How can they shut themselves up and wait for death?
He is the most talented person of the Hai Clan. He innovates magic, promotes wise teachers, and optimizes the system.
He also wants to be the most peerless human being in the human race. Starting from a body recognized by the world and possessing extremely talented people, he has done so many things, and killing Ji Yanru with his own hands is just one of them.
Although he has learned a lot about the human race and the sea race, there is nothing like this... He can only make a choice.
This is how he walked all the way.
Everyone who is qualified to move towards greatness must be a person who firmly believes in himself. He must have consistent ideals and an unimpeded determination.
But at this moment he asked himself, did he regret it?
He is always working hard, thinking, and exploring. He is always learning, practicing, and strengthening himself.
He has lived for such a long time, but now that he thinks about it, there are very few memories worth savoring. And the most vivid fragments are proof of his cruelty...
At this time he heard a strange noise.
The sound was actually not strange, it was nothing more than a sharp knife piercing flesh. But it was indeed strange to him, because he had always been the only one to kill people, so why would anyone kill him?!
Ji Lan lowered her head in disbelief. The first thing she saw was a pair of red-gold eyes. From bottom to top, the gaze seemed to penetrate like a long sword.
Of course he could see that there were shadows of the secret biography of the Dayang royal family, "The Eyes of the Qianyang".
Of course he recognized that the one who stabbed his heart and soul with a sword at this time was the boy who used his body as a carrier to cover the approach of Ji Yanru. It was the boy who loudly said that Ji Yanru was not haggard at all, she was beautiful and perfect.
Little bastard!
Little God is coming! Little God is coming...
Maybe it was because he was stuck in memories and couldn't extricate himself, maybe because the shattering of the road to transcendence also took away his will, maybe because the dragon body was peeled off, and the process of personal collapse was too painful. In short, Ji Lan was stunned for a moment before raising his palms, but what he saw was already there
There is only a mark of Qingyun left, and only a penetrating sword wound on the body... The person comes and goes!
I am Fanhai, I am Shulanxian!
I have climbed to the top of the mountain three times, and all three bodies have gained enlightenment.
I once embarked on the road to transcendence, and was only one step away from greatness.
You are just a god...
how dare you?!
Seeing this human kid keep retreating, moving his position, calmly looking for a fighting opportunity, Ji Lan was surprised and felt a little ridiculous. Is the kid with a yellow mouth wanting to fight?
Amid the huge weightless feeling of his body falling, he immediately regained control of his balance and spread out his five fingers.
Even if he has fallen into the realm of Yan Dao, even if he only has Dongzhen in this body, even if his cultivation is still declining, his understanding of battle is definitely not comparable to that of a Shenlin monk.
He spread his fingers slightly, trying to crush this reckless young man to death like an ant, teaching him how to keep his eyes open.
When the terrifying power spread, he felt strong resistance from Jinghua. Of course, this could not affect his power at all, but this resistance, which was already very weak but still worked very hard, made him stunned.
When people are weak, their hearts also become fragile.
At this moment, he remembered a lot.
He even thought that after more than 4,000 years, he saw the first sincere smile of Ji Yanru that was not mixed with hatred, just because this boy shouted out that he was beautiful, absolutely beautiful and perfect.
What a brave little thing.
What a vivid vitality.
Looking back on his life, he has never been young, and Ji Yanru, who has an eternal appearance, also has an old heart.
Poor old woman with a beautiful face in front of the mirror, but her red makeup tends to kill the person in the mirror.
Time is too cruel! But he could not escape in the end.
Throughout his life, he has been trapped in the cage of time and space, unable to exist outside of it all. But who in the world is not in a cage?
Thinking of this, Ji Lan first withdrew her gaze, put her slightly open fingers together, and gently lifted up to hold up a water mirror. A pair of twin flowers were reflected in the mirror. They sat back-to-back, each looking at one side.
Only one side of the face is shown.
Their facial features are so similar, but their faces are so different.
Zhu Suyao's expression was cold and her eyes were vicious.
Zhu Biqiong looked into the distance crazily, almost ready to cry...
This is a place that I have long been accustomed to. I have carried out countless missions and participated in countless trials in the secret realm of Tianfu. There are all kinds of people here, and there are stories waiting to be read over and over again.
Zhu Biqiong returned here again, as if the days she left had never really happened, or maybe it was just one of the many stories in the secret realm of Tianfu.
Yes, she withered in Tianya Terrace in the 3919th year of the Dao calendar. She died at the moment she left Jiang Wang's arms and was buried in the Moon Gate.
The so-called return of Full Moon Lake, the achievement of Diaohailou's true legacy, becoming decisive in killing, helping Jiang Wang to find information about the Fourteenth, helping to intercept Zhang Linchuan's substitute clone, and actively participating in the war in the Mysterious Realm... But she shivered in the cold wind
dream.
This world is too cold, and she is a... weak person who cannot live without her arms.
But even if it was a story, even if she was just reading a story, she didn't want that person to die. She also wanted to stop him, falsely stop him, again and again.
The light in front of my eyes is shifting, and the shadows are like waterfalls.
There's a new story... she thought blankly.
But I heard this sound in my ears——
It's time to say goodbye.
The last task is to test your practice.
I gave you the same teachings, the same training, and treated you equally.
But a dream with a pillow of yellow beams is empty, and it is difficult for a mirror to become a reality.
Flowers can have twin stems, but people cannot have twins.
There can only be one 'truth' between you.
Who is the flower in the mirror, and who is the person dressing up in the mirror?
I'm also looking forward to the answer.
Then start, use the simplest way, use your battle to tell me who is true.
The voice is very familiar and the content of the words is understandable.
Zhu Biqiong saw in confusion that she was in a huge round platform square, and her sister Zhu Suyao was standing opposite her.
Do you want to fight and fight with your sister to determine the only..."reality"?
A huge panic arose in her heart, an indescribable emotional hole that swallowed her up like a monster.
Why are you still facing such a choice when you are already dead and hiding in the corner of the fantasy world?
Why……
"Why don't you listen to me?" she heard her sister say.
She saw her sister approaching her.
"No...no..." She shook her head and kept backing away. She pursed her lips and wanted to cry, but she tried her best not to cry.
This is her sister, her closest and dearest relative.
She opened her pulse for the first time, learned Taoism for the first time, flew in the air for the first time... all with her sister's company.
"I have told you a long time ago that there is no good man in the world!" Zhu Suyao clasped her hands together, showing terrifying Taoist fluctuations, and advanced with a ferocious expression: "Why are you so stupid? I have done it before
Do you want to make the same mistake again? You have to make the same mistake again and again!"
"No." Zhu Biqiong shook her head and backed away. She seemed to only be able to shake her head and back away. It seemed that she would always be the useless person who could not live alone without her sister's wings: "That's not the case.
At least that's not the case with him."
"Isn't that true?" Zhu Suyao's eyes were horrifying and her voice was sharp: "You like him so much and you treat him well, but he turns a blind eye! You fight for him, but what does he say? You're just a friend!"
"Originally...just friends." Zhu Biqiong was afraid, evasive, and stubborn: "He is very good. He has not sorry for me."
"Stop!" Zhu Suyao screamed angrily: "Since you dare to oppose me, use your strength to fight with me and defend the things you want to defend! Are you a waste?! Yours
Where’s the Taoism? Where’s the supernatural power? How did I teach you!”
"No, no!" Zhu Biqiong stood still, closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look ahead, and burst into tears: "You kill me, you kill me, sister! I am fake, I am in the mirror
Zhong, I’m useless, I should have died long ago!”
Snapped!
Zhu Suyao slapped her to the ground.
A sharp roar: "Get up! Fight back!"
Zhu Biqiong just stayed on the ground and curled up into a ball, whimpering: "I can't beat you, I don't want to."
Zhu Suyao stepped forward and kicked her away mercilessly!
"I told you... to fight back!"
Zhu Biqiong was kicked to the ground and fell to her knees again. She simply held her head in her hands and buried herself, crying so sadly: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu sister, please kill me, please."
Please, wuwuwu, I’m so sad..."
Zhu Suyao flew in front of her, coldly grabbed her hair, lifted her up, and forced her to look at him: "Open your eyes! Open your eyes!"
Zhu Biqiong closed her eyes tightly and cried: "I don't! I don't..."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Zhu Suyao slapped her several times: "Open up! Fight back! Open up! Fight back! I told you to look at me, I told you to fight back!"
"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, sister, it hurts!" Zhu Biqiong cried and raised her arms to cover her face.
But Zhu Suyao opened her arms again and again and slapped her head and face. "I told you to fight back! Fight back! Fight back!!!"
"Go away!" Zhu Biqiong finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed forward with both hands!
Her hands felt a soft resistance and moved forward smoothly. The feeling was not like being pushed against a person, but like being pushed into a piece of tofu.
She opened her tearful eyes in horror and saw that her hands were sinking into her sister's heart. The beating thing they touched was her sister's heart!
Ah! Ah! Ah!!!
She tried to pull away in fear, but her arms were tightly held!
Zhu Suyao held her sister's hand tightly, clasping it tightly to her heart, and stared at her seriously with her vicious eyes: "Remember, Biqiong. No matter who hurts you,
You must kill him. Even if that person...is me."
The blood near her heart was so hot that Zhu Biqiong felt that her hands had been burned, and her sister's palms were like iron hoops! It hurt her so much that it hurt her heart.
Her little face was wrinkled, her eyes were squeezed into strange shapes, tears rolled down her eyes, and she was speechless.
Zhu Suyao firmly pressed Zhu Biqiong's hands with her left hand and squeezed her own heart. She raised her right hand and gently brushed Zhu Biqiong's hair, and there was a tiny, heart-exploding bang.
Xiangli used his last strength to say: "Don't love me anymore, silly boy."
"Unless someone... loves you as much as I do."
The hot feeling in my hands has disappeared, and the tight band on my arms seems like an illusion.
With tears in her eyes, Zhu Biqiong looked at her sister in front of her, disappearing like a bubble. She reached forward with both hands in vain, but only reached nothing!
She opened her mouth to cry, but there was no sound!
…
…
The flowers in the mirror cannot be touched, and the moon in the water is far away.
The world in front of me, the world where my sister pretended to have completely disappeared, was shrinking infinitely.
Only Zhu Biqiong herself was still kneeling and sitting there. The world that originally tolerated her became a transparent seed in front of her eyes, and flew into her heart.
She raised her teary eyes, and the first thing she saw was the face of Fu Hai, and then the moon where Fu Hai was. Behind the moon was the high sky, with a faint golden color in the darkness.
The painful blood line sewed up the cracks in the sky, and the majestic, tightly blocked majesty was like the blood pumping in the ventricle.
She vaguely understood that she had once again emerged from the illusion of mirrors, flowers, and water. But this was still the great battlefield of the Lost World, and she was still that insignificant person.
She turned her head subconsciously, trying to find that familiar figure.
But she found that she couldn't move.
When is it up to you?
The bright moon stood over the sea, like a god, overlooking Zhu Biqiong who was kneeling in front of him, and Jiang Wang who suddenly mobilized his power in the distance and approached with extraordinary movement skills.
The stalemate between Xuanyuan Shuo and Gao Jie continues, neither one is willing to retreat first, nor is it convenient for anyone to advance.
When Fu Hai raised his hand, he suddenly realized that with his current power, he could no longer interfere.
The human body's decline continues, falling all the way from the level of a top real person.
The feeling of trance in the body is also like this damn life.
That’s all…
With a terrifying look in his eyes, he knocked the reckless human boy to the point of bleeding.
Then he looked away, still looking at Zhu Biqiong, looking at this little girl whom he had known and been with for a long time.
Look at her thinness, her frailty, her innocence and weakness.
A small white flower bloomed among the ruins.
No one knows when the flowers bloom, and no one pities the flowers when they fade.
Fu Hai slowly spoke: "I never imagined that in a dream like a mirror, flowers in the water, you would end up being so weak and become the only true person I have cultivated."
"Is it a dream or reality? Am I a human race or a sea race? Sometimes I can't tell the difference."
"Say something..."
"There was once a person who loved me as much as you loved him. But I didn't cherish him."
"You are not cherished either."
"Loving someone who doesn't love you back is the most unfortunate thing in the world."
He raised a finger and pointed it at Zhu Biqiong's eyebrows: "You and I are destined. Erase your love and treat it as my last gift."
This distant finger is vague and traceless.
There are no bright lights and shadows, let alone earth-shaking feelings.
Zhu Biqiong just suddenly realized that she could move. She turned her head along with the inertia and saw the man who stopped and flew backwards, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and came over with the sword again.
She found that he was not so arrogant, nor omnipotent. Instead, he was just like her, unable to control himself in the great chess game. He was also powerless.
She was still crying, she was still feeling sad, she still remembered everything she and Jiang Wang had gone through, and she even knew that Jiang Wang wanted to come and save her. But when she looked at this man again, her heart was no longer turbulent.
Quiet as an ancient well, calm and calm.
The worries I had about this person are still vivid in my mind, but they are like other people's stories, separated by a layer, like in a mirror.
She understood that from now on, her happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy had nothing to do with this person.
Her heart hurt, it should be a sad feeling, but she no longer felt sad.
Why are you still crying?
It seems to be a habit of this body.
She turned around, stood up, and walked towards Fanhai.
During this process, a frosty color appeared on the tips of her eyebrows. Her willow eyebrows gradually turned white.
There are cuckoos on Huai Island, which are different from others.
It is said that "the man's eyebrows have turned white when he has not returned", hence the name "white-browed cuckoo".
At this moment, she is walking in the sky, looking like a flower blooming.
Fu Hai looked at the work in front of him. Although his cultivation level was still declining, he had gone from being a cave to being a god. Although his body was already shaking to pieces, he smiled with satisfaction.
He said it was a gift, but he never asked Zhu Biqiong if he was willing.
It is said to be pity, but it is closer to giving alms from above.
Just like when he introduced these two sisters as twins, it was like choosing the only "true" one among the two. He only had his own feelings, and he didn't have to consider the feelings of the ants.
I was born to be immortal, even though I will eventually be broken.
When you come to the human world, you always have to leave something behind.
White-browed Bamboo Biqiong?
It sounds good, and there will probably be a good story unfolding.
It doesn’t matter if it’s not exciting, at least this article is interesting up to this point.
Everything will end eventually.
Fei Hai moved his eyes away from the girl and looked at the young man who rushed over again. He frowned slightly. Should he say that this boy is brave or ungrateful?
He is well versed in hundreds of schools of thought and understands people's hearts. But it is obvious that he does not understand Jiang Wang.
The distance is still thousands of feet, so first use the light of your sword to cross it.
Rumble, rumble!
In the world of souls, a supreme and noble stone door suddenly opened! A colorful Buddha's palm, holding a cave golden watch like a demon-conquering pestle, pushed out the door!
Fuhai raised his hand to hold the Buddha's palm, and sent it back, along with the golden light, back to the stone door. He even closed the door behind him!
A little trick!
But just after the confrontation in the world of souls, he used his sword to cut through the sword light, and was still thinking about what kind of punishment to give to the boy. Fuhai saw the torrent of Taoism coming towards him!
Bamboo Biqiong?!
The closed stone door in the world of souls was forcibly opened once again, supreme and overwhelming, frightening all nations. After that, huge thoughts came out of the door, like thousands of troops charging into battle!
And in the turbulent torrent of Taoism in the real world, the figure of the white-browed Zhu Biqiong suddenly jumped out, and with a horizontal movement of her hand, she had already touched her neck!
Rusty Bone Bird! Palm-Horizontal Sword!
A large circle of blood circled Fu Hai's neck, and the blood was splashed freely.
His hands were clenched into fists and then unclenched.
"I was going to die." He muttered slightly aggrievedly.
At the last moment, he didn't ask why or do anything else, but he burst out laughing: "The people who love me the most are also the people who hate me the most. The people I cultivate are also the people who destroy me. I love
Everything I have lived does not exist, and everything I have imagined cannot be realized. The three bodies of the Tao, the two races merging, and one life of transcendence are all in vain! Fate! Indescribable!!!"
His body was shattered together with his voice, so shattered that it seemed to melt into the moonlight. This ended his legend in a way that no one had thought of beforehand.
Zhu Biqiong turned around in front of the bright moon and looked at Jiang Wang, with white eyebrows and hair, covered in moonlight.
Jiang Wangjifei's figure suddenly stopped.
"How are you?" he asked.
Zhu Biqiong still remembered this person, so she said: "Not bad!"
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