Birdseye

Chapter 36

The water of the Feng River flows day and night, and flows slowly. There are many more floating corpses on the river than when he came back last time. The flowers outside Gengshi City are like the morning glow, and the snow-white skeletons under Mount Xuyi are piled up like snow.

A few jackdaws stood on the branches, facing the light red moon like a scimitar in the sky, screaming shrilly.

Seeing Feng Yuan coming, Jiuyou Monument Spirit asked the question that he had already asked thousands of people thousands of times, and asked Feng Yuan in a calm and deep voice, "Do you still have any regrets?" -"

However, before he finished asking the rest of the question, Feng Yuan's Kunwu sword was already lying in front of his eyes, and the snow-white sword body was glowing with a cold light, as if he said one more word, and the Kunwu sword could cut him into pieces. pile of gravel.

For the first time in so many years, the spirit of the stele was threatened by someone. If someone else was like this, he could directly drop a huge boulder from the sky and smash the opponent to pieces.

However, this person in front of him is not someone else, but the former Lord of Heaven and Earth, Feng Yuan Shangshen, he could only swallow a mouthful of saliva, swallowing the rest of the words, thinking that this Shangshen must have been stimulated by something, Obviously, he had a good attitude when he came here.

Feng Yuan ignored him, and stepped straight into the Nine Nether Realm, shallow ripples appeared under his feet, and the ripples disappeared in the next moment, and everything returned to tranquility.

Bei Ling turned his head and looked at Feng Yuan's leaving back resentfully, even though he was very aggrieved, he didn't dare to play tricks in front of this God.

In the Nine Nether Realm, the wind whimpered and the weeds filled the sky. Those snow crystals were scattered at the northern end of the Nine Nether Realm, and one had to go through a long Artemisia forest to get it.

Feng Yuan stood on the flat ground, surrounded by eight tall stone gates, and there was only a narrow long corridor in front of him, the light was dim, his shadow was reflected on the wall behind him vaguely, each entered the Nine Nether Realm This is what people in the world see at first glance. They can only wait for the illusion to appear in front of them, and only when the illusion dissipates can they see the real appearance of the Nine Nether Realm.

He walked slowly along the long corridor in front of him, and suddenly there was a faint sobbing sound in his ear, but it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day exploding in his ears, he stopped in place, and walked again Not half a step.

The voice was Xingru's, and he had heard it before.

That time, because Xingru broke into the Changqiu Palace and peeked at the document of destiny, he brought him to the Nine Nether Realm. The stele spirit in the realm asked him over and over again if he had regretted anything in his life, and he was also calm and never disturbed by the phantoms in the Nine Nether Realm.

He was standing here at that time, listening to him crying there, but he didn't know what he was crying about.

Now, he heard his cry again.

The crying became louder and louder, Xingru was calling to his Highness one after another, more and more sadly, that voice seemed to turn into countless ice arrows, piercing Feng Yuan to the point of blood, he held on to the stone gate, choked up He called Xingru twice.

But Xingru couldn't hear it.

His voice gradually deepened, still desolate and mournful, unbroken for a long time, Feng Yuan staggered and fell to his knees on the ground, stroking the stone gate in front of him with his fingers, he wanted to pass through this gate and touch his Xingru, but there was nothing he could do .

He doesn't know how Xingru is doing now?What kind of pain he was enduring, he couldn't comfort him.

Time and space overlap in the Nine Serene Realm, but God forbids him to see him.

It seems that they can only do this forever in their life, without knowing or seeing each other.

He used to be like this to Xingru, and now Xingru is like this to him in the Nine Nether Realm.

After a long time, Feng Yuan stood up again. He lifted the Kunwu sword in his hand and slashed at the ban on the stone gate. Making a long cut, Feng Yuan seemed to lose consciousness, and slashed at the restriction dozens of times.

The restraint was finally loosened a little, and there was a light and clear sound like broken glass. However, most of the sword energy slashed by Fengyuan Kunwu sword was borne by Fengyuan himself, but his strikes were still tough and ruthless, without any mercy. At this time, the internal organs seemed to be crushed into one piece, and the sound of thunder and thunder came on the wind. Among thousands of thunder and lightning, before Feng Yuan was imprisoned in Shimen, he was tortured by the thunder and lightning, and he slowly raised the Kunwu sword in his hand, The Kunwu sword gathers the electric light, shining like the sun and the moon, the dark corridor is illuminated at one moment, and immersed in eternal darkness at the next moment.

The electric current scattered, the colored glass shattered and crackled, and it resounded in the Nine Nether Realm.

The bright red blood dripped a little from the corner of his robe, and fainted into a shallow pool on the ground. He didn't care too much, but just wiped the blood from the corner of his lips at will. Now that the restriction here was finally broken, he raised his hand Push open the heavy stone door in front of you.

On the other side of the stone gate, Xingru curled up on the ground. Just now, the Nine Nether Monument Spirit asked him if he had regrets in this life. Looking back on the past half life, regrets are endless and endless, but what he regrets the most is probably It was that year that he failed to come back from the top of Nanshan Mountain as soon as possible to see His Highness again.

So, in this Nine Nether Realm, he saw his highness die in front of his own eyes, thunder and sparks poured down from the night sky together with the rain, and illuminated the upper deer hill as bright as day, and the rain never stopped Not only that, his highness died on this day.

He should also die with him on this day.

Xingru looked up at the dark sky above his head, his eyes were a little distracted, he looked just like the featherless bird under the Jialan Tower a hundred years ago in a panic.

His Highness will never come back, and he will never have him again.

The huge stone door was pushed open with a bang. Xingru shuddered for some reason when he heard the sound. It seemed that the wind carried the fragrance of flowers and spread slowly in this small world. When we met for the first time that year, it also rained so heavily. His Highness opened the heavy coffin and came to him just like that.

He asked tremblingly, "Did you come back? Your Highness..."

He raised his head, but when he saw Feng Yuan, Xingru's eyes dimmed instantly.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yuan felt heartbroken and heartbroken. He walked over and changed into Ji Huaizhou's appearance, bending down and reaching out to hug him. Xingru blinked, as if he didn't quite understand why he It will become like this, after a while, he just smiled and called him: "Your Highness..."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes. He didn't know whether the scene in front of him was real or unreal, but this was enough for him.

Feng Yuan took him into his arms carefully, and said to him, "It's me,"

Xingru moved her lips, but she was already speechless.

I have been waiting for you for a long time, Your Highness.

Feng Yuan lowered his head and kissed his forehead, pressed against his somewhat cold cheek, bitter tears mixed together, he called him in a low voice: "My Xingru..."

Xingru moved her fingers, as if she wanted to raise her hand to touch him again, and then in the next moment, he turned into a stream of light in Feng Yuan's arms, and disappeared in front of Feng Yuan just like that.

He no longer responds to him, he has already escaped from here, left this Nine Nether Realm, and returned to the place where he came.

This was just a past event, Feng Yuan couldn't catch him.

After a long time, the wind in all directions has stopped, and there is only the rustling of flowers in the sky and the earth, Feng Yuan slowly stood up from the ground, turned his head again, and standing behind him was another self .

That was the last time, he and Siquan Jiuyoujing checked the Heavenly Demon seal here.

At that time, he thought that after he went back, he would talk about the calamity with that little monster in the heaven, but he didn't know that after he went back this time, Xingru was no longer there.

It will be a long, long time before he can find him again.

But at that time, Xingru no longer remembered him.

Causal loops, that's probably it.

He doesn't know anything now.

He looked at himself with blame and pity in his eyes,

He wanted to ask him, why did he treat his Xingru so badly?

However, he no longer has the strength and cultivation to break another restriction, so he can only look at him like this.

All kinds of things in the world are preordained in the dark, even if you use the divine power of the sky, you can't change it.

Just like when he punished Xingru into the merciless sea back then, just like now, Xingru has become the demon lord and forgets everything.

The violent hurricane carried sharp gravel and tore apart all the illusions around it. Nine Nether Realm finally recovered its real appearance at this moment. Feng Yuan stood frozen in place for a long time before he raised his sword and walked to the Changhao Forest in the north , The ghosts in the forest smelled the bloody smell on their bodies, and they rushed over. Although Feng Yuan was wounded, he would not be bullied by these things. With a wave of Kunwu sword in his hand, the ghost sword turned into dust and smoke, The wind blows away.

Feng Yuan took down the snow spar at the end of the Nine Nether Realm. He forgot that he had made Ji Huaizhou for Xing Rubian in the illusion, and walked out of the Nine Nether Realm like this.

As soon as he stepped out of the Nine Nether Realm, he saw that the Demon Lord who was supposed to be spending his days leisurely in the Demon Realm at this time was actually leaning against the stone tablet outside with his sword in his arms. When he heard him come out, he turned his head to look at him, and then he was stunned for a moment. He lowered his eyes to glance at the magic butterfly in his hand, with a somewhat perplexed expression on his face.

Only then did Feng Yuan realize that he was still Ji Huaizhou.

"Why did you come here?" Feng Yuan said while restoring himself to his previous appearance.

The demon master saw him like this, and the confusion on his face disappeared. He lowered his head and fiddled with the butterfly in his hand in a bored manner, and said casually: "Looking for you, what are you doing here?"

Feng Yuan replied: "Come here and get some snow crystals."

The demon lord let out a cry, looked up at the gloomy sky above his head, and after a while, he turned his gaze back to Feng Yuan's face, and then lowered his head with little interest. After Feng Yuan noticed it, he thought for a while, and said softly Ask him: "Do you like the way I was just now?"

The Demon Lord put away the Demon Butterfly, touched his chin, as if after a long period of thinking, he replied to Feng Yuan: "It's almost the same."

Feng Yuan thought, lying, his eyes lit up when he saw Ji Huaizhou for the first time just now.

There was an inexplicable sourness in his heart, it was probably eating his own jealousy, but it was fresh.