The black fire of the Purgatory Fire City burns day and night, licking everything in it, emptiness and reality, penetrating the body of the undead, like a very blazing sword, piercing the depths of the soul, freezing it in place.
A certain moment in a long time moves mechanically with the passage of time, and the dark scenery passing by is just the same clip replayed countless times.
"Actually, in the final analysis, we are just passers-by in their lives, because they finally came together." The silver hair shines in the black fire, and the evil eyes of the world are removed and become clear.
Compared with the pain-filled eyes of other undead, his eyes are like the pupils of heaven. However, they are covered with a faint mist of sadness, as if full of autumn tears.
In the past three years, as his queen, she tried to get close to him many times, but was coldly rejected by him. Before she passed away, she died in his arms, leaving her last beauty behind and hearing his words.
It's worth whatever you do to admit your weak love for her.
"Why don't you go find me?"
"Because I'm waiting for you to come back."
But she can't go back, whether it's in the war or the current city of purgatory. Even if she can go back, there is that beautiful woman in yellow next to him. How will he arrange a place for her?
She is still her swordsman, lonely in the world. Although this ending is tragic, it is the best for them.
Shu Zhen's tone was full of emotion, but it also contained a hint of satisfaction. Isn't it a coincidence that such a handsome man, who is so proud and cold, possesses the world, has resourcefulness, martial arts, and talents, becomes his passer-by and gets a little love from him?
kind of happiness?
"No."
A deep and deep word, like a heavy punch, hit the heart of nothingness. Shu Zhen turned his face and turned his sight to the undead in the fire field on the left. He saw Qin Weiluo frowning and his eyes were firm and flashing.
The light that refuses to admit defeat.
"Jian Xin is my official wife. We worshiped heaven and earth, entered the bridal chamber, and stayed with each other for three years. How can you say that I am just a passerby in her life?"
Shu Zhen shook his head, "She was resurrected and returned to Shao Kefan, wasn't she?"
The look in Qin Weiluo's eyes dimmed, then brightened again, "This is only short-lived. A hundred years later, the person named Shao will be reincarnated, but Jian Xin cannot be reincarnated. She will come here to see me, and the years will be endless, and I will be with you forever.
"
Shu Zhen was heartbroken. A hundred years after her death, she was still suffering in the Purgatory City of Fire, but he was going to reincarnate, be born, grow up, grow old, die, and then be reincarnated, born, grow up again... Thousands of reincarnations
, turned around countless times, passing the hell she was in again and again, but it was getting farther and farther away from her.
"Comparatively speaking, you are much luckier than me. Jian Xin has been dead for three years, and at least she has been sincerely in love with you. A hundred years later, maybe you will have her again." Shu Zhen stared at the sky, the black fire tips seemed to be floating.
The wandering sword tip illuminated her pupils deeply, and there was no hint of envy in her tone.
Qin Weiluo no longer answered his companion, as if he had fallen into the fantasy of being with his beloved woman a hundred years later. A faint smile couldn't help but curl up at the corner of his mouth, making his handsome and elegant face even more attractive.
"Hurry up."
The end of the long queue could not be seen, and the body of the undead numbly swam forward under the whip of Gui Cha Luo. It was not an ordinary whip, the heart of the whip was the ink guide of the Purgatory Fire City that helped the fire.
, the whip is burning black fire, even the numb body of the undead can feel the pain of the whip penetrating into the bones of the body.
There is no Mengpo Tang, Wangchuan River, or Sansheng Stone in the underworld of the Wild Abyss. After walking out of the huge soul concentration camp in the east of the City of Rebirth, facing the west, after a long journey to the Rebirth, we have to set foot on the Relic River Road. Once we set foot on it,
, everything from the past life will disappear in your mind, as if it never existed.
The Yichuan Road is no more than three feet wide. It is one foot wide, like a slightly larger pedal. It takes over the extended path to the afterlife and becomes one, suspended in the empty darkness, with only the lingering white mist.
The odorless smoke distinguishes Yichuan Road.
The white mist is ethereal, seeming to gather and disperse. The color is slightly thicker, and the ground covered with a layer of frost can be vaguely seen. Since the body of the undead is already half transparent, if you step into it, you will basically disappear.
As they approached Yichuan Road, the ghosts drove the undead to the road and stopped moving forward. The undead seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and its feet kept the same static posture as when they were on the road, one behind the other, and slid over numbly.
At the end of Yichuan Road is a circular halo suction mouth, called Entering the World Pass, which is like a horizontal and silent tornado, sucking in the dead and throwing them to their respective homes.
"Hurry up."
This is the sound that has been echoing on the road to death for thousands of years. No matter whether the speed of the undead is fast or slow, it seems to have become a way to comfort the void. Apart from the sound of scolding, there is deathly silence. Occasionally, the undead speaks, and because of a few whips
The fierce whipping was as silent as a chill, and even the whip entering the body made no sound, but it was as unbearable as a hot sharp knife cutting the body.
A charming and pale face is not as numb as other undead, but the fox eyes raised at the corners have a strange evil spirit, hatred, nostalgia, reluctance, and hope are intertwined, as if there is a huge evil in the world.
Her long-cherished wish has not come true. She is wearing light pink clothes. Because she is not that kind of shallow woman, her one-of-a-kind face looks light and coquettish.
She followed the path to death obediently, each step seemed to be filled with lead, like dragging a long chain. She opened her mouth several times, but did not ask what was in her heart.
The last time he went to Jie Liu Palace to visit her, Qin Weiluo wrote a note telling her that he was about to go to hell and be reincarnated, and should be taking shape in the woman's womb now.
But why did she have a strong feeling that he was not far from her, even though it had nothing to do with her problem.
There is a ghost officer supervising every three feet. A ghost officer is just one step away from her in front. He keeps whipping the undead beside him with his long whip. Occasionally, he takes a few steps forward quickly or takes a few steps back to kill the undead.
The whip is struck at the undead in the jurisdiction.
On the long road to death, she had to take a lot of whips. Like most souls, when she came out of the soul concentration camp for the first time, she could not bear the pain of the long whips that penetrated her body. She made a sound and received more whips.
After that, he never dared to say anything again.
All the undead souls, like her, had learned a lesson, so they could only shut up and endure it silently, hoping to be whipped less often, and to cross the Yichuan Road as soon as possible and return to the human world.
As the road stretched forward, the cries of pain gradually disappeared, and there was dead silence.
She has always wanted to ask a question, but she has never been able to say it. She is afraid of the pain of the whip, and feels that it is superfluous. How can she remember the undead that she has dealt with so many times?
After ten days and ten nights, when I raised my head, my sight passed over the heads of a long list of dead souls, and the smoky Yichuan Road was visible in the distance.
She suddenly felt a pain and sadness. If she didn't ask, it would be too late.
Finally, Guizashi took a step back and swung the whip towards her spirit body.
"I want to know which family Qin Weiluo went to?" She closed her eyes and finally asked. However, the whip she was waiting for did not fall like raindrops.
Opening his eyes, he found that the faceless ghost's expression twitched twice, his hole-like mouth opened slightly, and he laughed sinisterly, "Qin Weiluo...hehe..."
"What's wrong with him?" Sensing something was wrong, Zhao Lian asked hurriedly.
Gui Cha's pale face froze, his hand suddenly raised up, and the whip struck sharply, one after another, but Zhao Lian couldn't feel any pain. He repeated over and over again, "What's wrong with him, what's wrong with him..."
"...Haha..." He was whipped more than a dozen times, and the cold laughter sounded again, "Qin Weiluo, is he the undead who escaped reincarnation for three years and lost a lot of power in hell? He was punished in the Purgatory City of Fire.
I’m afraid it won’t be that comfortable!”
"What?" Zhao Lian stared at that weird face in disbelief. The shadow of a whip flashed before her eyes, and the whip struck her body, tracing the outline of her empty heart.
"Don't believe it? People who escape reincarnation will be burned by the fire of purgatory for eternity. They have no qualifications for reincarnation and endure endless pain. Haha... Are you his wife? Your fate has been over for a long time, haha..." What a ghost!
The whip continued to hit the next undead, and the lingering sound of laughter swayed far away in the dead silence.
It turned out that he was here. No wonder, after she was taken to the City of the Past, she felt a sense of familiarity that vaguely touched her heart, making her feel that he was here.
It turns out he is really here...
It turns out that he was not reincarnated, but endured torture in the City of Fire in Purgatory? Was he trying to escape reincarnation by visiting her?
Her whole body trembled slightly, and the tears of ghosts rolled down, crystal clear and round, flowing down her cheeks and disappearing in the air. Her footsteps stopped, and other undead ghosts passed by her in a regular manner, without looking at her, each with their own heavy thoughts.
, all hidden under the numb skin.
If he doesn't reincarnate, why should she reincarnate?
He endured suffering here, so why did she reincarnate safely, forget everything, and spend her life with blank memories?
She should not forget or leave, she should guard the man she loves most.
She made a determination and ignited a belief.
She suddenly turned around and ran as hard as she could, following the path she had taken to the afterlife. In front of her were countless undead faces facing her, but in her eyes there was nothing. She only saw the elegant man in white.
, in the black fire, either suffering from self-pity, or smiling at her.
Run, run desperately... She knows that he is in Purgatory City of Fire, and she can't see him even if she runs to the end. Only by running in the opposite direction will she get further and further away from reincarnation, and will get closer to him...
Countless undead souls turned their faces one after another, staring at the beautiful undead soul that escaped. Countless undead souls facing each other opened their eyes in shock that would never move again. All the eyes were filled with strange and indescribable expressions. Those on the way to death
The queue speed slowed down.
"Beast." The ghost's mouth opened wide, like a cannon barrel blasting out two words, and the roaring sound surged in the dark and unknown void, but the sound was strange and mixed with the sinister feeling.
The coldness and endless anger.
The running woman was like a pink rainbow, quickly extending towards where she came from. Her pink clothes were as fluttering as a butterfly. With a strong gust of wind, the two long lines lined up along the road invariably moved to the edge. Although they were trying to avoid the
Although she had a lot of strength, it also gave her a wider way to escape.
This is the most beautiful sight on the road to rebirth in thousands of years.
She moved quickly, her expression was extremely resolute, tears of ghosts were still hanging on her face, and her charming fox eyes shone with the light of desire, all the hatred and unwillingness she had before had gone away, and they became crystal clear and moving.
She suddenly felt that something was not right. She ran for about five miles, but no ghosts came to intercept her. Wherever she passed, the ghosts only slandered her and continued to move forward with the team, using their long whips.
Urge the undead that have slowed down to move faster.
The ghosts had no facial features, and they were running very fast. She could only hear the curses, and she didn't know what kind of expressions they had when facing her. In the dead silence, everything was still, but because of her running, the air flow began to flow.
, the wind whizzed by, and everything around was blurred.
However, she could faintly hear a sense of schadenfreude in the curses, as if she was on the road to no return and had fallen into their trap, so she did not stop them.
She didn't care so much and ran as hard as she could. As she ran, her feet left the ground and her translucent body flew up. Then she was surprised to remember that she knew martial arts, so she used her strength and moved as fast as lightning.
After that, countless similar scenes were quickly replaced.