Chun Jianli's waist is inserted into a sword and walks in the weeds.

Looking back, it started to rain in the distance in the night sky. The rain was not heavy, but it came suddenly, as if there was murderous aura that alarmed the nine heavens, causing tears to shed in this hot summer night.

Continue to move forward, the thorns hooked her sky-blue lower skirt. She turned around and cut her lower skirt with a sword, lifted her skirt and continued on the road.

Only she can find that woman, just as long as she is that woman, she can be found at any time.

The forest ahead was quiet, as if shadows were shaking back and forth, and there was a silence everywhere, and even the cicadas that were common in summer nights had disappeared. Such silence was indescribable weirdness, only the heat that seemed to be constantly coming out of the ground made her pink neck overflow with sweat, as if there was a stove underground.

After passing through the dark forest, two figures suddenly flashed out in front of them: "Stop."

These two people, dressed in black, were both low-level killers of Zoroastrianism. Chun Jianli knew that she had found the right place and whispered: "Get out of the way, I want to meet Lord Huanyue."

One of the men said in a deep voice: "Lord Huanyue has no time to see anyone!"

Chun Jianli held the hilt of the sword: "I want to meet Lord Huanyue!"

The two black-clothed killers each took a step back and held their respective weapons at the same time. At this moment, a cold voice came from afar: "Let her come here!"

The two black-clad killers gave in, and the girl stepped in from among them, and the broken skirt was gently rolled up with her pace. After the girl left, the two of them once again sneaked into the darkness and monitored the surroundings. The forest without insects was silenced because of the strange quietness. A greater crisis had already sneaked towards them, but the two of them did not notice it.

Chun Jianli stepped out of the dense forest, and then she was shocked and looked ahead in surprise. There, the flames were burning, and a beautiful woman was struggling like a nightmare in the fire. She was either suffering, screaming, or twisting her body in the fire, as if she was having a long dream.

The young woman was graceful and beautiful, without a pile of firewood. The flames were growing from the ground like a vortex, rolling round after round. The fire circle close to the ground was the largest, and it was blue flame light, spiraling upward, first turning into blue, then purple, orange, pomegranate-like red, orange-like yellow... Each layer had different colors, and it was swayed into seven layers in total, like a stacked rainbow, shrinking round after round, extremely gorgeous and beautiful.

Between the spiral fire rainbow, red fire light soared into the sky. What's strange is that it was such a dazzling pillar of fire, but she didn't see the flames outside just now.

It was like the erupted lava rushed into the air. The naked beauty was hanging in the air and rotating in this amazing flame. Although she had some struggles, she seemed to be enjoying it. The blazing fire light shone among the red column of fire. The woman's body was turning into ashes bit by bit. It was not burned normally, but was scattered one by one, just like it was stripped and turned into starlight. Her hands and feet were separated from her body inch by inch, and then she fell down starry sky, mysterious, but beautiful, weird, and desirable.

This whole scene is so Meili, just like the image that arises in her sleep after listening to a mythical story, but appears alive in the real scene, like a dream and illusion. It is clearly in front of you, but it is so unreal. It is also like the illusion emitted by a legendary mirage dragon, making people in it, but there is no real feeling at all.

In the fire? She turned her head in surprise and looked at her mother... that beautiful but indifferent woman!

"Mom, this is..."

"The Goddess of Good has chosen her," the face of the Fantasy Moon Priest had a hint of mysterious pleasure. "With her celestial physique, she will become our new goddess."

"But, there is no Akatsuki Fire Shang Dance..."

"Are you jealous or are you trying to take her from us... for that man?"

"What, what man?" Seeing his mother gloomy and cold, Chun Jianli quickly knelt on the ground, "Xiaochun just... just hated that she was useless. I couldn't become a good goddess... I disappointed my mother."

"Well, you really disappointed my mother," he gently touched her face with one hand, "But it doesn't matter. The body of a celestial being is hard to come by. If you lose to her, there is nothing you can do about it. In the future, my mother will use you, as long as you don't let my mother down again."

"Don't worry, mom, never again." The girl said briskly and resolutely.

The girl never expected that her mother would complete the coming of the good goddess here at this time. There was no other virgin with the blood of the Holy Phoenix, and without the Red Feather Fire Shop Dance, the timing was completely wrong.

If it was such a simple thing for the Good Goddess to come to life, why did it be so complicated before? This made her realize that her mother also hid a bigger secret about the things related to the Good Goddess’s arrival.

The colorful fire light spread in all directions, and the amazing aura was solemn and sacred, even the Red Feather Fire Shang Dance could never do it. The girl knew that since the "fire of fire" had begun, forcibly interrupting the ceremony now would only truly kill Princess Luanmei, so she did not dare to move at all.

The beautiful woman in the fire turned into ashes bit by bit, just like the feathers in Taoism legends, and her whole body gradually dissipated into stars. The colorful fire rainbow had a sacred aura gathering in the pillar of fire, making the already reddish pillar of fire become more and more refreshing, just as the afterglow of the sunset suddenly switched from the rising sun to the rising sun, the fire glow spread out, and all the scenes around changed colors at this moment, just like this world reborn in an instant.

A mysterious and unexplainable thing appeared at this moment, and the interweaving of colorful colors first appeared. In the morning glow, it turned into a little mysterious starlight. Then, this starlight grew little by little, growing into an embryo, and growing into a baby. The sacred aura around it was sucked away by it, and the baby grew into a girl, and the girl grew up little by little. Beside her, the burning pillar of fire was dim bit by bit, as if the energy inside was sucked away by her.

Fire...Rebirth? The girl opened her eyes wide. Although she had known that such a thing had happened, she could only truly understand the shock it brought to her by witnessing it with her own eyes.

This is a miracle, right? Under such a miracle, how can mortals not be frightened by it? This is the power given by the gods. One day, the holy fire that destroys the world will destroy the entire world. Only those who receive the blessing of the gods can be reborn like the girl in front of you?

The girl who grew up slowly in the fire exuded a beautiful but extremely solemn aura all over her body. At this moment, the girl subconsciously wanted to worship her and surrender to her feet. However, perhaps it was because of some rebellious mentality that had been hidden deep in her heart, or it was because a young man who suddenly entered her heart, she suddenly sucked her delicate body into the gradually fading fire and snatched out the growing girl.

The blood and energy in her body seemed to boil at this moment, causing her to stay there. Her heart seemed to stop beating, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, blood vessels were expanding, and every inch of blood vessels was expanding. The blood that should not have belonged to her was burning, scorching her soul and destroying her life.

At this moment, the girl realized that she was wrong and she made a huge mistake.

"Xiaochun, what do you want to do?" Priest Fantasy Moon moved coldly to her, as if he was looking at a bug that was about to be pinched to death by her, without any mercy or regret.

The deepest fear arose in the girl's eyes. She knew that her mother could give her the punishment. This was a spell based on the holy phoenix blood in her body. She had made up her mind that even if she endured the unbearable torture, she would rescue the girl in the fire. Just because this continued, the girl would become a real "good goddess". She and that boy would never be together again.

However, at this moment, she realized that just as her mother concealed more information about the birth of the Good Goddess from her, her mother also concealed another extremely important thing from her... There are more than one spell in her body.

Not only can my mother torture her through spells... she can also let her die at any time! Her resistance, her determination... was meaningless from the beginning!

"Xiaochun, I have given you a chance. You are my daughter. I always hope that you can replace me and fulfill the wish I was not able to achieve back then, but you disappointed me too much... You really disappointed me too much." Priest Fantasy Moon looked at her without too many expressions, and slowly raised his hand.

"Mom...Mom...I am your daughter...I am your daughter..." The girl's pupils were dilated, and the spell had already started in her body. It was boiling, everything was boiling, something was bursting little by little in her body, and she had heard the steps of death. It was so hurry, and every step was roaring in her ear drums.

"Daughter?" the woman laughed loudly, "Only the Holy Phoenix can give me true eternal life. The things like relatives are just the illusion and illusion used to confuse people's hearts in this dirty world. In order to serve the Holy Phoenix, I even killed my mother who raised me and raised me. What is my daughter?"

With a casual push, the lost girl fell down immediately, and with a thrust, her slender body slammed on the grass. At this moment, a sudden change suddenly arose, and the fire suddenly flashed. The Fantasy Moon Priest suddenly turned around and saw a girl wearing a white dress with a pair of swords on her waist and a mourning flower on her head holding the new girl in the fire and breaking out into the woods in the distance.

"Let her go!" Unexpectedly, there was someone else hidden in the dark. Priest Fantasy Moon seemed a little panicked at this moment. He had no time to care about his dying daughter, and hurriedly chased the filial daughter of the mandarin duck sword. In the direction she was far away, a flame light dragged away.

Behind the two people who had gone away, Chun Jianli fell to the ground, and the boiling blood was cooling rapidly, and her body temperature was quickly lost at an extraordinary speed. It was so cold, it was so cold that it connected the meridians in the body, and the pain caused by the explosion inch by inch were so far away. In her vague consciousness, there was a sound of footsteps sounding in her ears. Who would have hugged her cold body into her arms.

The eyes, slowly focused, the boy's face, in her eyes, was stacked together like a ghost shadow. The bitter smile appeared on her bleeding lips, and even the sound became far away in the sky: "Ning... Young Master..." The weak and powerless feeling was like falling to the deepest abyss, losing all hope.

He hugged her in his arms with one hand and placed the other on her wrist veins. Ning Jiang's face was so solemn. The beautiful girl in the red dress was losing her body temperature quickly. Although there was no wound, everything began to stagnate. Something was destroying her vitality, destroying her wantonly, and cutting off her meridians.

However, the girl became strangely quiet at this moment. Is this warm feeling, the happiness of being able to snuggle with the person she likes at the last moment of her life, her own illusion?

"Ning, young master... I'm going to die..." A whisper like a dream, without pain or regret, as if he was just murmuring the simplest fact.

"Well... you're going to die!" Ning Jiang hugged her and let her blood-lost face rest on her shoulders. "Is there anything to say before you die?"

"I, am I still... that disgusting?" the girl leaned against his broad chest and asked weakly. If there was anything else to regret, maybe... it was the two words he once gave her? She was always... unwilling to give up...

"Is it... cute?" The boy's voice echoed gently in her ears, "Although it's not too much... a little bit."

"Then...good!" The lonely face showed a happy smile. Although it was not what I wanted, at least... it could at least die "lovely" in his arms...this is enough.

Consciousness gradually became blurred. At the last moment of life, her murmuring voice was soft, as if it had reached the end of the world: "Hope...you...happy..."

"Yeah!" Ning Jiang slowly pulled out the sword she inserted between her waist, "By the way, Miss Jianli, there is one thing I want to tell you."

The girl barely opened her eyes. Suddenly, her chest hurt. The shining sword light had pierced from her chest and penetrated from her back. Blood flowers bloomed and were thrown behind her. The boy hugged the dying girl who was pierced by the sword with one hand, and held the hilt of the sword in the other hand, and slowly said: "I just want to say that I wanted to kill you a few times, and you survived. Now I don't want to kill you anymore. You told me that you are going to die? You just... think I don't exist?!"

***

That crazy night was full of blood and rain of tears; blood and rain of tears added to the madness of that night.

The wall of the imperial city, near Shangyuan, collapsed a large section, and the palace was brightly lit. In the treasure hall, the emperor urgently summoned all civil and military officials, but before the matter was settled, endless quarrels had already occurred. "Is bathing and vegetarianism and apologizing to the heavens, is this the most urgent thing now?" A weak voice sounded, and then countless people took the books of sages and drooled him.

Outside the imperial city, a military general who had summoned the soldiers walked back and forth in the square. "Sir, why haven't he ordered yet?" He asked anxiously.

"Is this what you should ask?" The Confucian official replied coldly. The originally anxious general quickly accused the crime and retreated. Behind him, the soldiers looked at each other in a daze. There were countless casualties in the capital, and there was chaos everywhere. They were mobilized overnight, and then they were here, waiting at a loss, and no one told them what to do next.

"These people in the world are really indecisive!" An official slapped the table in the lobby of the Ministry of Justice, "Press them, suppress them..."

"Yes!" A captain bowed his hands in front of the case, thinking in his mind that everyone was being dimmed urgently. Do you want me to suppress them? I'd better go back and hold my wife.

On Wujiu Mountain, the fire was surging. A man holding a sword was half burned and his Taoist robe was broken. In the sword light, he shouted in anger: "The chicken crowing dog thieves, if you have the ability, come out to fight me openly?" With a bang, a corpse flew into the burning hall, and a white man walked out: "Since that's the case, Qinchuan and Qin Mo, please give me advice!"

"Hahaha, what if you kill me now?" There was another Taoist outside the Zhenji Temple in the distance, smiling wildly, "I killed your daughter, I have a lot of fun playing with her..."

"I think the person who killed your son must think so too... had a lot of fun." Opposite him, the Taoist who held the sword, said coldly, "This is retribution!"

"Bad retribution!" rushed in anger.

After the rapid attack, there was a helpless smile: "I don't believe in... retribution. If there is really retribution... it is obviously my fault... why should retribution be on my son...?" With a thunder, dust splashed.

The bloody sword was pulled out from the corpse, and the same crazy voice was: "Daughter, have you seen it? I finally avenged you... I finally avenged you!"

At the same time, in the alley in the distance, a group of people were lying there, listening to the movements in the distance. Suddenly, the sound of night birds sounded quietly. The group immediately killed them, but ended up empty-handed. "Where are the people? Where are the people?" They realized that they had been trapped and looked around in panic.

In the darkness on the other side, someone looked at them and asked quietly: "Sister Four... can you make buns?"

"Don't carry the buns again!" A woman next to her responded angrily. Behind her, a figure emerged and bloody reappeared.

On that night, Jinghua seemed to have everything left its original trajectory, becoming crazy and noisy. However, killing and chaos were originally the norm between heaven and earth. The lava was tightly pressed by the stone layer until it could no longer be suppressed. So it erupted. Who can say it was crazy? Human nature was distorted, or human nature was distorted. No one can truly know, benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, trust, love, hate, and hatred. When they hit each other hard, who can truly measure them clearly?

In the forest in the distance, the filial daughter wearing mourning flowers and white dresses ran away desperately with the flawless girl holding the flawless white jade. The angry woman kept chasing her behind her.

Suddenly, the woman was there. In front of her, a strange boy, like a blade that cut through the sky, exuding the most fierce murderous intent, turned out coldly and blocked her.

"Young Master Bat?" Priest Fantasy Moon's face changed again.

"Master Huanyue, listen, listen, listen," the boy carried his hands, and his murderous aura rolled in waves. He was centered on him, and the leaves were flying, the sky was spinning, the cold wind was howling, and the gods and ghosts were panicking, "Someone is calling you! Who is it? Whose voice is this? Ah, I remembered, isn't this the voice of Priest Tianhong? He asked you to go... to accompany him!"

(This volume is over)
Chapter completed!