The golden color slowly converges in the west, and the last trace of twilight shines in the desert. As darkness approaches and the fog spreads, pure white Gothic roofs rise from the ground, solemn, elegant and cold and desolate, dancing across the smoky gravel.
The abandoned manors and ancient castles in the distance seemed to bear sacred marks.
Nangong Baiye thought he had arrived at the legendary Jerusalem, and his heart couldn't help but feel longing for it.
Beiming Liancheng still stood there, his long black cloak hanging straight to the ground. The roaring wind was like a dancing fairy, sweeping through a burst of prosperity and desolation, raising his black cloak.
Behind him is the fading sun.
At this moment, it seemed as if even the heaven and earth were dyed the color of blood.
A true devil’s moment!
The quiet palace seems to have thousands of years of history, towering like clouds and prospering in the past.
Planted in front of the hall are the flaming Hibiscus flowers and the flames of the sky.
The giant carved stone fence has traces of a fight and white webs woven by spiders. It spreads to the end of the line of sight. It doesn't stop until it reaches the iron gate with the little angel hanging on it. It is replaced by two large gates.
The stone statue has its black wings spread out, its face is handsome, and it seems to be smiling but not evil.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Nangong Baiye always felt that the stone statue was somewhat similar to that of her senior brother... Just when she wanted to take a closer look, a childish voice sounded in the sky.
"The road you are looking for...the road...he is in it anyway!"
Nangong Baiye turned around and saw the little devil who had just been defeated by Beiming Liancheng carrying a small black sickle. His thin lips were slightly raised, and he still looked very arrogant.
Beiming Liancheng only opened his eyelids and glanced at him lightly.
Whoosh!
The little devil hid all of a sudden. He could no longer see his body and could only hear the small voice: "Go and wake up the king. We will wait outside!"
Go ahead, go ahead, once you go in, never think about coming out again! The little devil thought hummingly, thinking that he had done something particularly remarkable.
However, the iron door of the castle is locked, and it will definitely take a lot of effort to push it open, which weighs a thousand kilograms.
Nangong Baiye frowned and studied...
Beiming Liancheng walked over slowly, put his index finger and middle finger together with his black glove, and gave him a light slap.
A creak——
The iron chain hangs to the ground.
As if there was a response, the huge iron door opened a corner under the blood-like dusk. Countless black crows soared out from the castle, and clusters of black feathers fell gracefully, opening the hall of the Holy God.
The hall is surrounded by huge walls filled with light. There are dense but exquisite carvings on them. The bright light penetrates to the bottom. There is a huge dome above the head, and the crystal-like brilliance is broken inside, like a huge
The original jade with no splicing gaps, the shiny lines carved on the jade, it is magnificent, mysterious and made of marble. All the portraits inside are made of different colors of marble, a bit like Michelange.
Luo's most proud work during his lifetime... St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican.
There is a tall statue standing in front of the hall. He looks calm and smiling. He holds the key to heaven in his right hand and an ancient book in his left hand. There are strands of curly hair on his head, wrinkles on his face, and wrinkles on his chin.
The tufts of beard and the layers of robes on the body are all carefully carved and lifelike.
Is this the legendary apostle?
Nangong Baiye raised his eyebrows, and then looked at the opposite side of the statue. The huge black wings slowly opened and wrapped around a person. The person seemed to be sleeping, but the corners of his mouth were raised, showing an indescribable evil charm.
The two statues appearing at the same time are nothing more than saying: There are two roads here.
A direct way to heaven, no desires or desires.
The other one fell into hell and became a demon instantly...
Beiming Liancheng walked over, just curling his lips and smiling, and walked resolutely to "hell". The strong wind picked up his light mink fur, and there was evil in the cold elegance.
Nangong Baiye looked at him, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly and did not move.
Beiming Liancheng turned around, glanced at her, and then stretched out his right hand with black gloves, with a gentleman's posture, long fingers, beautiful fangs slightly exposed, and an icy glow in his amber eyes: "Junior sister, even if
You, too, have to accompany me into hell."
"Ha." Nangong Baiye lowered his head and smiled, and took two steps forward. Instead of grabbing his hand, he hugged his waist: "Senior brother, although you looked handsome just now, you were a little too see-through.
You, let’s be practical.”
Beiming Liancheng had an indifferent handsome face and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Realistically?"
"For example..." Nangong Baiye stretched out his hand to grab his collar, tapped his toes, and her thin lips touched the corners of his slightly cool mouth. He pulled away as soon as he touched her, with his eyes half-bent, and a look of scorn on his face: "Like this
?" His tone was like that of a rich man teasing a little girl, full of authentic Beijing accent.
Beiming Liancheng raised his thin lips, grabbed the person directly, pinched her paw with an evil smile, used a little harmless freezing technique, and then continued to move forward.
Nangong Baiye's claws were useless, so he could only droop his eyelids and rest peacefully.
But he seemed to like her look very much, the playfulness in his eyes became more intense, and even his steps became much brisker.
To put it simply, His Majesty Seventh Prince was walking carelessly in front, while Nangong Baiye, carrying a big bag on his back and dripping with sweat, followed behind.
"Shameless, so shameless! How can he let a woman take something? What he did does not conform to the aesthetics of our devil at all! He should eat her directly and not bully a lady!!" The little man bared his teeth and claws behind the sand dune, and his calves
He kept kicking forward, probably imagining that he could kick His Highness out of the devil's world.
You is relatively calm, with hollow eyes: "There are not many demons who eat soft food anymore... Wait, brother, what are you writing?"
"You, you said another wise saying, I want to write it down!!" The little devil was moved to tears for a while, then he lowered his head and drew on the ancient scroll with a brush bigger than his arm.
Unintelligible characters.
You:……o(□)o
Nangong Baiye walked in the hall, because the huge space made her footsteps sound like they came from the deepest part of the canyon.
There was a huge silence in the air, and a miraculous sense of solemnity that made people unable to breathe.
The black marble beneath her feet could clearly reflect the shadows of her and her senior brothers, like entangled black mist. In a daze, she was dazzled and saw the mist behind him as wings...