The three walls in the sky are too faint and dark, and their stars are weak and looming, which is the appearance of oblivion.
Silently reciting the verdict he had memorized, his long green eyes were glazed over for as long as a cup of tea. Suddenly his white palm trembled, knocking down the ancient red pottery cup next to him.
"Girl..." When the harsh shattering sound sounded, the elite priest who had been guarding the dark stone chamber for decades blurted out.
The stars suddenly changed, and the star he had been paying attention to accelerated along its destiny path and entered a desperate situation of faster destruction. Miye was a little confused. He thought that half a year was the shortest time, but he did not expect that there would be such a short chance.
Everything was deprived of her. Did God really not allow her to live in this world for a long time?
Who and what happened to her again? The bright star that has always affected her has not moved away. Instead, a dark star that even he can't see suddenly appears in the starry field, and her fate is gradually difficult to control.
Mi Ye was a little upset. He regretted letting Xia Qingluan go back.
In fact, not long after Xia Qingluan left, he discovered that he had made a fatal mistake - he did not know whether the Vulcan Cult was dangerous to her. The ancestors of the priests who had passed down relevant information to him in his memory were far away.
The Vulcan Cult was weak and disorganized at that time, but what about the Vulcan Cult now? Yuelao Yitu had no contact with the Vulcan Cult when she was in Zhongzhou. What kind of situation has become in the place she is going to?
He didn't know that if she made any mistakes while making the sword from fire, he would never be able to forgive himself in his life.
Leaving the stone room and standing in the vast desert, the moon was so cold, looking in the direction where the man in white clothes left could only see a stretch of sand and sky, nothing else.
The elite priests cannot leave the ancient city. They are responsible for the important task of protecting their homeland and the souls of the dead, which is passed down from generation to generation. Once they leave the desert, the special life given by God will disappear, just like Yue Lao Itu was unknown in the south of the Yangtze River.
The mountains are weak and desolate, and the long life has returned to normal. The vicissitudes and wastes of the past have accelerated. In just a few days, their hair will turn gray and their faces will grow old.
It was the cruelest curse of the abandoned undead spirits, which imprisoned all the priests except Itu, leaving them with no courage to leave.
"Itu, if it were you, what would you do?" The man with deep eyebrows murmured to himself. When he was confused, Shiya always liked to imitate Itu's ideas, maybe this could give him a suitable answer.
If he leaves, he will face the end of his long life, and eventually become another Itu, silently dying of old age in a foreign land, betraying the trust of his ancestors.
If he stays, he will have to watch the death of that star. More than twenty years of waiting will disappear in vain. There will no longer be anyone worth looking forward to, and no one will come into his boring life.
.
"I want to save her..." He leaned over and picked up the dry yellow sand, a look of pain flashed in his blue eyes.
The huge underground ancient city behind him needs his protection, and the woman whose whereabouts is unknown also needs his protection. Which is more important, the mission or the unfulfilled expectations spanning two generations of memories? Where should he go?
There was nothing he could do without leaving this desert.
But what about that person? Why didn't that person save her? Mi Ye suddenly became a little angry. She traveled thousands of miles for that person and almost died in the cruel Shuo Desert, even though she knew that what she would face when she returned was very likely to be...
Even after her life ends, she still has no hesitation and treats each other like this. Why is that person's star trajectory still stable, and the too bright light is even about to annihilate her life star?
Wei Moyan, who are you? Are you her nemesis or her destiny?
So what if you are proficient in celestial phenomena? As a result, you can only watch the tragedy unfold on the sky, but you can't do anything about it.
————————————————————————- There were piles of broken limbs all over the ground, and large blood stains were sprinkled along the narrow ghost path.
Thirty boys, thirty boys, now only this bloody mess is left, nowhere to be found.
The red light of the drink becomes more and more coquettish, and when it hangs down, it is soft and gentle, without any hint of murderous intent, as if it is just a string that whispers in the wind rather than a murderous weapon.
She finally passed the second level, the ghost path.
"What's next?" Wiping away the thick blood that almost flowed into his eyes, the blood-stained figure standing tall holding a string, as cold and solemn as snow.
A short sigh of pity or regret came, and another bell rang. Upon hearing the bell, the two twin girls immediately retreated to the temple door and stood side by side, with no smiling expressions on their faces.
"Leader, do you want to kill her?"
Xia Qingluan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the girl in blue who asked the question with a half-smile.
Let's kill. Those who want to kill her and those who want to be killed by her, everyone should come together. She has no fear of life or death. She just wants to end it as soon as possible.
“Ms.
inside."
"I am already a ghost, no need to remind me."
After so many years, who has cared about whether she is a human or a ghost? She is evil or a ghost when she kills people. What about those people who have bullied her, coveted mysteries and set up tricks many times? Are they human? There is no distinction between good and evil in the world.
It's just that they have different purposes and desires, and what she wants is different from others, that's all.
Looking at the sky, it was already getting closer to midnight, and the visible area around her was getting smaller and smaller. Xia Qingluan frowned and shook the red roll in her palm twice. The dripping blood and pieces of flesh splashed to the ground, which annoyed the twin girls.
His face turned pale and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"The third level. I don't have time to waste any more." The passion unfolded again, and the pale face became more stoic.
Hearing Xia Qingluan's call for formation, the two girls quickly stood in front despite their reluctance. It seemed that they were the obstacles to be faced in the third level.
There was no softness in the words of the man in the temple. The bell rang, and his voice was as calm and serious as a god: "Shahua, Luo Hua, if you can surpass them and step into the temple, you will have passed the third level."
"Can I kill her, leader?" A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the girl in green clothes, and her inquiry was mixed with excitement.
At the critical moment of life and death, Xia Qingluan actually found it a bit funny. The two girls seemed innocent, but their words were unconcealed. Several times they spoke, they were extremely vicious, and they were probably as violent as hers.
"After the second level, life or death doesn't matter." The leader of the Vulcan Cult replied calmly.
That means you can kill freely. For Xia Qingluan, this kind of battle is more suitable for her. Compared with all the weird and confusing secrets in the second level of the ghost road, she would rather face real swords and real guns. Hao Wan
The sky was filled with crimson, rising with the fierceness of passion, and more than ten torches around suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire open space in front of the temple.
"I'll wait for you in the temple." After whispering this whole life, there was no sound in the temple.
Fortunately, the leader of the Vulcan Cult was not the leader of the Vulcan Cult in the third level, otherwise, there would be no chance of winning. Xia Qingluan took a deep breath and focused her eyes back on the twin girls.
"I don't care whether you are a red string or a green string. If the leader hadn't helped you just now, I don't think you could even survive the ghost path. Why don't you just sit there and enjoy yourself!" The girl in green clothes raised her head with a charming look on her face, without any harshness at all.
, it seems like children are getting angry and angry.
This Vulcan Sect is full of weird things, and Xia Qingluan doesn't dare to take it lightly. Years of fighting have made her develop the habit of being cautious. However, facing two girls who don't seem to be very clever, she still used eight tricks at the beginning.
Divide strength.
Xian is not suitable for close attacks. Normally, she takes the first move to gain the upper hand. Unexpectedly, she was overtaken by someone this time. Before the majestic and majestic ruthlessness could be dispersed, the girl in blue had already attacked her, holding the hand in her hand.
The weapon turned out to be an aqua blue silk ribbon of the same color as the clothes.
Xian and Ling are both engaged in a lingering battle.