As if time is frozen, the wind and snow dancing between the sky and the earth form a naturally solidified trajectory in the picture.
The only thing flowing slowly in this world is the mysterious mist that emanates from the unknown place.
The fog is hazy, and the beacon tower looks quite strange under the cold moonlight. The moonlight is dependent on each other, but it also reveals a tranquility that is isolated from the world. It seems that something extremely terrifying has been summoned from the fog.
, gnawing at the traces of this world.
The white fog that does not belong to this world is like a poisonous spider weaving a prey web of death.
In the pitch-black mountains, from time to time there would be faint firelights dancing strangely one after another, and then an old and distant smell would fill the air.
At this moment, everyone felt that they were thrown into the ancient battlefield of demons, and the indescribable horror was almost unsuppressible and was about to come out of their chests.
His pupils trembled as he stared at the approaching fog, creating a cold and terrifying atmosphere.
"Dingling bells..." The clear sound like the ringing of silver bells echoed in the strange fog.
"It's snowing. Is it time to get disgusted again?"
A childish and numb voice penetrated the fog of the night, filled with an indescribable eerie feeling. The tone sounded like a babble, and it also contained a bit of confusion.
In the fog, a little girl with bare feet slowly walked out. Her figure was blurred in the dim shadows and smoke. She was not tall and looked very petite. She was wearing a pure black dress that did not fit her.
The large robe looked in tatters, and the color was as heavy as a lake in the middle of the night, with dark red liquid dripping from the sleeves and hem.
The young girl looked very calm, but the blood-stained robe silently indicated that she had been summoned here from a brutal killing.
Her somewhat hollow and misty eyes were big and beautiful, but without energy, as if she had lost her soul. The dark circles under her eyes were covered with a blue-gray shadow, as if she had not slept for a long time, and she seemed to be poisoned. The hood behind her robe
Because it is too wide, it hangs behind you like a cloak.
Her face was not covered, so you could see her messy and unkempt hair, and her whole person revealed a bit of strange dejection from beginning to end.
The only brightly colored thing on her whole body was the silver ring around her white ankles. A small bell of the same color hung between the rings, emitting a cool tinkling sound in the wind.
Her messy hair was hung with freshly blown snow, and her hair was even stained with coagulated blood, making her look like a decayed and decadent beauty, and like a little devil stained with blood.
Confused by the wind and snow, [Shu Ci] raised his empty and numb face and glanced at the wind and snow in the sky with a sad expression, as if he was wondering why he suddenly appeared here.
She raised her head and the tip of her bloody nose twitched slightly.
I smelled a hint of reincarnation.
She instantly understood why she suddenly appeared here.
Then her expression became more and more bored.
She hates snow and everything about cold.
【Sichuan Ci】Wrapped himself in a wet and cold robe.
When killing people, the feeling of hot blood splashing down and soaking through the body is indeed warm.
But after all, it is not a permanent thing.
Blood will also freeze and solidify, and eventually become sticky! Disgusting!
She was in a very bad mood and now just wanted to kill someone.
However, in her world, there are no conditions that can satisfy her desire to kill.
Enough people have died.
There are not enough people left for her to kill.
But in the next moment, [Shu Ci]'s eyes, like catching prey, saw the groups of cultivating immortals with disgusting and stupid faces.
She looked slightly startled, then slowly narrowed her eyes.
"Kunlun Mountain? This is really... an unexpected development."
For some unknown reason, the look of boredom on [Shu Ci]'s face actually subsided, and she let out a long yawn like a lazy and sleepy ferocious beast.
"So, it was you who summoned us here with the help of the Kunlun Mirror?"
Her eyes were not looking at anyone exactly.
But Qing Ao knew that these words were meant for him.
He smiled slightly and said: "Kunlun Mirror? I think this mirror should be called the Samsara Mirror. Of course, now is not the time to dwell on it. Yes, Lord Shu Ci, it was I who summoned you here."
[Shu Ci] looked indifferent, finally turned to look at Qing Ao, and said expressionlessly: "Then do you need me to call you 'Master'?"
Her tone was calm and without any emotion, but somehow one could hear the cold sarcasm in her words.
The summoning conditions of the Samsara Mirror are purely random.
Even Qing Ao himself could not guarantee that he could summon the Shu Ci of that era.
But with his cheating method of using evil gods to violate the rules of truth in the world, he was able to take advantage of opportunities, roughly locate the conditions, and summon Shu Ci, who was the most powerful period in history.
In Qing Ao's definition, the period of Shu Ci's strongest strength was naturally before it was sealed by Mount Taiqi.
At that time, he was never unfamiliar with the name of the great demon Shu Ci.
She will not be loyal to anyone, not even the previous demon lords.
Betrayal is her normal nature, killing is her instinct, and cruelty is her nature.
If she had to choose between 'you' and 'me' in this world, out of interest, she would choose 'me' without hesitation.
No matter how proud Qing Ao was, he couldn't be so arrogant that he dared to regard himself as his master. He smiled again and said, "I don't dare."
"I see you are very brave."
【Shu Ci】The first time I came to this world, I sensed another real version of myself.
The moment I smelled the Kunlun Mirror again, I saw the crowd of immortal monks, and there were too many figures moving around.
Naturally, she knew that this was not the world she knew.
Ran Qing'ao's move forced her to make a choice.
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Anyway, in the end, she will kill everyone and return to her own world.
She spread her blood-stained palms, and the wind and snow between heaven and earth began to flow again. The cold snowflakes disappeared into thin air before they even touched her palms.
[Shu Ci] murmured: "Kunlun Mountain? It's not a strange place. It's just that when my lord captured Kunlun, the Kunlun Mountain has stopped snowing for many years and I haven't seen it for many years."
"So you went into the mountain this time to kill that old woman?"
[Shu Ci] raised his empty eyes and met a pair of relatively dark and blue eyes, which seemed to be less energetic.
It's a different story.
Shu Ci looked at himself in an unknown period, looking so depressed and gloomy at dusk, and he felt very disgusted and unhappy.
So that little thing looked like this when he saw me?!
Be it human beings or foxes, by nature, there is no one that everyone hates the most than the self who has been unable to look back.
Precisely because he understood himself, Shu Ci became increasingly disgusted with the person in front of him.
She hated herself, who looked so lifeless, as if she had just climbed out of hell.
However, I hate it.
However, in Nanao's state, there is no difference between her and the other person's appearance, clothing, and appearance.
Apart from the new scenery in my mind and the circles under my eyes that have faded because I can sleep better next to little things in recent days, there is actually not much difference in their overall temperament.
The only difference in appearance is the silver anklet on her foot, which is as smooth as new and has no decorative fine lines except for the bell.
However, in her mind, her anklet had a name. It was left to her by her mother whose face was blurred in her memory for a long time. The silver ring was engraved with a name, which was called "Xinglan".
But why, the other party didn’t?
Shu Ci carefully looked at her past self. There was no doubt that the other self facing her now, like looking in a mirror, was stronger and more terrifying than her.
There is no other reason.
Although their appearance doesn't look any different, they all seem to be in the form of the Seven-tailed Demon River.
But in fact they are worlds apart. There is a huge distance between them.
The [Shu Ci] opposite is not the Seven Tails.
But... the nine tails are fully opened!
She was going through a fierce battle of killing, and no way out was reserved for herself.
The nine-tailed state where she was looking at death completely matched her numb and calm appearance at the moment.
On the contrary, there is a sense of death waiting for the flowers to bloom.
Shu Ci frowned slightly, feeling a little upset and uneasy. She looked at the other party steadily and said calmly: "What a coincidence, you actually want to kill Kunlun too."
She used 'also'.
But [Shu Ci] understood what she meant and fell into a long silence.
When she spoke again, there was a hint of dreamy doubt in her numb and hollow voice: "Are you actually guarding Kunlun Mountain?"
"No, no, no, Master Shuci, please make no mistake. Our sister Shuci has no kindness at all towards Kunlun Mountain. She is just protecting a stupid cat."
Having summoned a peerless evil that even Shu Ci could not deal with, the situation at this moment can be described as desperate.
But there was no despair on Ning Feiyan's face. She poked out from behind Shu Ci with a playful look on her face, holding her thin shoulders with both hands, and threw her head at the other [Shu Ci] who looked very sad.
Got a wink.
Even though he knew that the other party was here to kill someone, out of Aiwujiwu's good character, Ning Feiyan did not see any hostility, and his face was full of laughter.
"Are you an idiot?" Shu Ci turned his eyes and looked at Ning Feiyan with disgust: "If you said such things to us three years ago, do you think you can still keep a whole body for yourself?
With the Realm Gate close by, you can dare to provoke anything?"
The tone is a lesson of indifference.
But if you say you have no intention of protecting yourself, how can you comment on ‘what’ you are?
She waved away Ning Feiyan's hand on her shoulder, and said in a cold voice, "Go back to your inner world. She has activated the Nine Tails. Even I can't protect you from all injuries."
Under the Nine Tails, he is the most murderous.
Only Shu Ci knows best what they are about to face.
Qing Ao really... made a killing move.
Just as Shu Ci finished speaking, a few drops of blood dropped from the sky, falling into the snowflakes and dyeing them crimson.
The fog cleared, and the figure of the little girl who had just come to this world disappeared.
The next moment, the hanging boundary gate fell down, and the shrill sound of crows was heard.
Ning Feiyan's expression changed slightly, her eyes suddenly became intense, and the gate that was about to collapse began to disappear.