Lie Huo Jiao Chou

"I live my life, resist destiny, resist fate, take the world by storm, die a thousand times, die without regrets," the voice lingered in a while, "Where are you, Sheng Xiao, what are you doing for?"

Xuan Yuan had just entered the battlefield, and it was not in the end. There was a fog in front of him. He could only feel Sheng Lingyuan nearby, but he couldn't see anyone or hear his answer. He was struck by the words first.

Sheng Lingyuan knew from an early age that he was the heir of the human race. In the era when the demon was rampant, the escaped little prince was the last hope of the people. He is a sacred totem and symbol. As long as he is human, as long as he has blood, he is willing to die for him. But he is not a cold jade seal.

Xuan Yuan knew that when he was a boy, there was a stone in his heart. All the flesh and blood that had shielded him from the wind knife and frost sword were buried there. He encouraged Alotin to take the entire witch family to follow him, and it was not just about him. Dan Li's plan was his own heart—at that time, the wishes and promises he had made were all from Chicheng.

But this is before Tianjian Sword breaks, then ... after?

The breaking of the sword was a forced palace and a conspiracy. It can be said that Dan Li was well-calculated. It can also be said that the young emperor is not fledgling and has not grasped the authority to control the world.

But in the final analysis, it was a betrayal of his people.

And then, in the process of repairing the Demon Sword, the ugly truth came out one after another-he was a demon, a sacrifice, and a tool abandoned by his biological mother before he was born.

He can't even be considered a "person."

The demon is also a demon. The source of Sheng Lingyuan's power is also Abyss. Once Abyss is dead and silent, what he will become is clear in his heart. And after he learned all the truth and lost everything that could be lost, why did he willing to sever the blood, lay down his senses, bear the responsibility of the emperor alone, and buried himself alive in the cold Duling Palace?

This is fundamentally offensive.

Will he not be resentful or unwilling? Isn't this feature?

Is he an unconscious, selfless, heartless god?

The voice in that array of laughs laughed: "You do nothing, you dare not admit that the demon sword is not worth it at all! So you have to give him a sound" righteousness "as an excuse. What do you say? There are too many words, what's "focusing on the big picture", "determining the lives of the people", "bearing humiliation and taking the world down ..." How ridiculous. Sheng Xiao, self-deceiving, you poke both eyes I believe you blindly believe that you are still alive? It ’s not as good as the stone statue in the temple, it ’s really pitiful. ”

A spine of goosebumps emerged from the back of Xuanyuan. He suddenly remembered that while in Dongchuan, Alozin was dying, and he once said something as if he had suddenly realized-"Lingyuan, you are actually the same as me".

The demon who can hear the gloomy ritual must be able to resonate with the sacrifice. Those who can be awakened by the sacrifice should be the same as A Luojin, King Weiyu ... even the shadow man in Qingping Town, hate this peaceful world, and want to draw the fire of Abyss, and burn everything back to the unity of the human race. Look like.

Is it really an accident that Sheng Lingyuan was awakened by the gloomy ritual?

He returned to his body in the witch's grave, remembering all the things in his lifetime, facing the abysmal fire of Abyss, what was his intention?

He seemed to be both right and evil at the time, and if he was away from the Foreign Affairs Bureau ... Was he really on the human side?

Two possibilities: Either, Sheng Lingyuan might have wanted to let Abyron fire burn at that time and kill other demon heads, just to monopolize the power of Abyron like the demon king.

Either he died or died, and the dream of self-deception three thousand years ago has not yet awakened, and even as soon as he opened his eyes, he still subconsciously ignored his own wishes, and seeing the people living there instinctively gave rise to a false comforting smile, like himself Like the puppet who has set up a program for himself, he passively resurrected and passively sacrificed himself again, and this time healed the human race, and died back to Abyss!

Xuan Yuan suddenly discovered that no matter what Sheng Lingyuan's true thoughts were then, it made people shudder.

Because no matter what kind of thoughts he had in his heart, when he knew that the Demon Sword Spirit was not dead, and he became the last fire guard of Akabuchi, with only the last Suzaku bone left, he had only one way left. .

In the mist of the formation method, only the leader's frantic laughter fluttered back and forth, Xuan Yuan still could not hear Sheng Lingyuan's answer.

He probably has nothing to say.

He was born with a well-designed intent, and his wish comes from the deliberate indoctrination of others. The ideal is like a joke, and the truth is a pre-programmed prison cage.

The first half of his life was a scam that he believed was true, and the second half of his life was a round lie that covered his ears.

Arozin asked him, "Are you happy in your life, one day?" Arozin was wrong and demanded too much of him.

The Emperor lived and died for three thousand years. Do you really know what is "happy"?

The flames on Xuan Ling ’s wings soared suddenly, and for a while, the foreign invaders were immediately noticed. For a while, there were hundreds of swords in the air, and he rolled his head with his head and face, making one couldn't help but think of the freedom in the tomb of the King of the South China Sea. Turned Child Corpse!

Xuan Ye was too lazy to hide, and a "click" sounded in his hands. A few coins flew out on his own, turning into shadows in the air, blazing open the approaching swords imperceptibly, and arrogantly searching for Sheng Lingyuan.

I saw a bunch of flowers and leaves attached to a large black mist in the array, the black mist condensed into a cocoon shape, and the flowers and leaves stuck on it were sucking magic.

There were countless ancient demons that were swallowed up by the demon king in the "Return to a while" of the demon king palace.

And in this "back to a while", like Wang Weiyu, there can be no swords and swords, and like the shadow man in Qingping Town, he is not afraid of the magic of heaven ... It is as if it swallows all the demons summoned by the gloomy sacrifice. Go on like that!

Xuan Yuan flew to the cocoon condensed by the black mist: "Lingyuan!"

Everywhere from the fire, the magical energy dissipated, and the black mist and the flowers and leaves adsorbed on it spread loosely, but there was no one in that "cocoon"-Sheng Lingyuan did not know when to leave.

The voice in Gui Gui said: "A new guest arrives ... Sheng Xiao, your jailer has come to you, why are you hiding?"

Xuanyuan realized that he hadn't seen Sheng Lingyuan because of this one-time reconciliation-he himself had concealed in some way, and the leader of the array was looking for him.

Due to inherent limitations, in order to fight against other races in the war, they can only work on spells and magic formations. They are uniquely endowed with these two aspects. The emperor's accomplishments in the formation are deeper, and Xuanyuan can vaguely feel the position of Sheng Lingyuan. Constant change seems to be dismantling this array.

Xuan Yuan reluctantly settled down: "You can impersonate the demon king by copying it for a while, but which bad pole tree in your ravine is fine, why not engage in telecommunication fraud?"

While talking, he fell on the root of the big tree bursting out of the ground, and the flames at his feet rushed out all the way. Zhiyang's fire cleared the mist and swallowed up the trunk. The surrounding area suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire. It's like the Abyss where the earth was surging ...

and many more!

Xuan Yuan seemed to feel something, and turned his head awkwardly, and found that the surrounding scene did not know when it changed, he was immersed in the sea of ​​fire, where is still the hall on the first floor of the Foreign Control Bureau, which is clearly Abuchi-it was still burning Akabuchi.

Suddenly, there was a scream of a humming bird, Xuan Yuan looked up, his pupils narrowed sharply by the fire, and he saw a figure jumping from a high cliff on both sides of Abyss.

The man fell into the middle of the sky and turned into a ball of fire. The meteor generally hit the hard shell on the surface of the magma. The familiar vein that was once connected to the blood was conveyed to the fire keeper by Abuchi for fifteen to ten years. Seeing this situation, Xuan Yuan is still fierce.

Reason was instantly burnt to ashes, and he rushed towards the man without thinking.

Three thousand years ago, Xuan Yuan had no body and was close at hand, but his hands passed through Sheng Lingyuan's body in vain, and he watched him repeatedly being swallowed and thrown up by magma.

This time, he finally caught the man.

The man in his arms was burned by the fire of Abuchi to see the original appearance. All the bones seemed to be out of place. The coke-like flesh stuck to it, and his mouth opened hardly, as if to say something.

Xuan Yuan held Sheng Lingyuan in front of him, his hands were not enough, and he had to add wings. He wished to flatten himself and become a barrier ...

At this moment, he heard the man in his arms gently say, "Have you tasted the pears and honey of the witch people ... have you tasted their shock?"

Xuan Yuan was startled, and the next moment, his chest was cold, and the "hands" wrapped around him in his arms went around his back, stretched out from the gap of wings, and pierced his heart.

The "hand" turned into a tree vine, scuffled in his chest and abdomen, and then grasped his spine tightly.

"Ah," sighed in the voice for a while, "Suzaku, it's hot."

Xuan Yuan suddenly took off his hands, and then, the illusion surrounding the Abyss was broken, and he was thrown into the air. The tree vine pierced through his back, drilled his chest, and then drilled into Dantian and throat. Yes, he "stitched" there.

The bright red wing feathers fell like snow flakes, Xuan Yuan's face was blank, and his wings fluttered like a dying bird.

All of this happened in an instant, making people too late to react.

"The last fire keeper ..." The voice in Gui Gui for a while didn't sigh, a figure wrapped in the black mist rushed up, and madly pulled the monster vine "stitched" on Xuan Yuan.

A white shadow showed signs, and he gently said, "Here you are, Her Majesty."

Numerous tiny branches and buds protrude from the root of the tree, winding like snakes, approaching Shenglingyuan quickly, but at this moment, a blaze of light burst suddenly under Bai Ying's feet.

A voice said, "Catch you, spoiler."

"Wh ..."

Xuan Yuan emerged from behind Bai Ying, at the same time, the "Xuan Yuan" that was nailed to the air by the tree vine melted from the beginning, and finally turned into a steel goblet, rolled down and flew back thinly. Xuan Yuan's hands turned into a chain and tied the white shadow trying to break free of the ring of fire.

And the black mist around Shenglingyuan, which had just torn the tree vine, was scattered, and there was no one in it-it was still a ghost image formed by magic.

"I hope you remember one thing," Xuanzhen gritted his teeth and pulled the chains tightly, saying, "Dad has been 'dead' 35 times, never-off, off, hair!"

I only heard someone yell, "Broken."

Sheng Lingyuan, who disappeared for a long time, locked his eyes at the moment when Bai Ying was trapped by Xuan Yuan, and the black mist condensed into a thin needle-like sword in his hand, and passed through the eyes.

After a while, the ground was rolling up, the huge tree roots were rolling, countless bricks were falling in the building of the Exotic Administration, and the smoke was splattering, exposing the **** red slaves on the tree roots.

The black mist sword in Sheng Lingyuan's hand continued unabated. At the same time, a thunder cleaved from the open-air roof of the broken building and was slicing in the center of the big tree, and the heavy rain fell.

"Perfect tacit understanding!" Xuan Yuan blew a whistling tune in the noise of the shaking of the ground, whispered to Sheng Lingyuan, "Will you‘ Shanmenghai oath ’?”

Sheng Lingyuan refused to growl like him, Xuan Yuan could not hear his voice, but could only see his mouth.

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