"I said..." She gently closed her blood-red eyes, "If you want to rob this king, you must first put your life down."
She no longer suppressed the burning heat in her belly, and let it spread with the blood, burning her limbs and bones. She could feel the blood evaporating inch by inch, and she knew that she was being slowly burned to death by the fire in her body. But…
Hearing Fu Sheng screaming sternly behind him: "Impossible! Impossible! Why doesn't the Water Stopping Technique work! The Water Stopping Technique... Ah! The big plan is not done! How can I be reconciled!" Nor can it be spared.
Shen Li's lips curled slightly, she didn't know the purpose of these people, and she didn't know what he and Mo Fang were planning.
But the two masterminds are here, and the devils under him are afraid that they will also be dispatched. Just kill them, no matter what conspiracy they have, they won't be able to show it. In addition to this immediate danger, whether it is for the Demon Realm, the Demon Race, or the Demon Lord, or even... even the Heaven Realm, it is also good.
The fire burned into her heart, and Shen Li couldn't help curling up. Fu Sheng, who was behind her, was silent, and Mo Fang couldn't feel the breath. She couldn't help but let out a painful groan: "Okay... it hurts..."
Until now, she dared to show a hint of weakness, but in this world, no one knows it anymore.
Shen Li, the king of Bi Cang, will stay in the world as a heroic figure who died.
No one knows that at the last moment of her life, she is still just like any other woman... scared, and can't help but miss...
Countless ashes fell into the sea and were pushed away by the rolling waves. When the sea breeze blows, it seems to blow into the clouds, and the only breath left in the air drifts to somewhere.
In Jiuzhongtian, in the middle of the sky, the white hair ball rolled around the edge of the large white robe, among the black and white chess pieces, Xingzhi was playing against himself. After a moment of contemplation, he picked up the teacup, just about to drink tea, Suddenly feeling a cool breeze blowing across his face, he inadvertently raised his eyes and murmured strangely: "Today, the wind is blowing in the sky."
He put down the teacup, only to hear a "click", the teacup shattered from the bottom, leaking the tea full of his chessboard, dripping in a mess.
"The people who attacked the demon world and the heavenly world this time have been annihilated by my demon world king Bi Cang." The messenger from the demon world was dressed in a plain robe, his head was on the ground, and quietly reported to the emperor, "The devil came to report on his humble job, Wang Tianjun. Peace of mind."
Heavenly Emperor nodded: "Very good, very good, I didn't expect King Bi Cang to be so capable, dare to ask where King Bi Cang is? She has done a good job in suppressing bandits this time, and I want to reward her well."
"Thank you Tianjun for your kindness, but... no need." The hand of the demon world messenger on the ground clenched into a fist. After a long silence, he finally controlled his emotions and said in a business-like manner, "Your Highness has already died in battle."
The Emperor of Heaven was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he suddenly heard a "squeak", and someone pushed open the door of the Tianjie Conference Hall without reporting it. In the backlight, a man in a white robe stood at the door, and the people in the room couldn't see the expression on his face. But when he stepped into the house, his expression was the same as before.
"Why did the lord come?" The Emperor of Heaven stood up to greet him, but acted as if he hadn't heard what he said. He just stared at the devil's messenger and asked, "Who are you talking about?"
When the messenger saw him, he saluted in a proper manner, and said, "Hui Shenjun, the King of Bi Cang of the Demon World, Shen Li, died yesterday in the East China Sea."
Xingzhi was silent for a long time, then shook his head: "Ridiculous, how can such news be reported without verification."
As soon as this statement came out, not only the messenger was stunned, but even the Emperor of Heaven was dumbfounded. If the two worlds communicate, they must not report it without verification. The responsibility of five thunders..."
Xingzhi's expression turned cold: "Don't make an oath in front of the gods, it will be fulfilled."
The messenger's fists were clenched tightly, his joints were white, and his voice was hoarse. I could almost hear very thin breathing, but there was not even the slightest sound from the side of Xingzhi, as if the heartbeat had stopped.
"Where's the corpse?" he said, and after all, he believed the news.
"My lord perished with the enemy on the East China Sea. When the corpse disappeared in the East China Sea, it could not be retrieved. The general who rushed away at that time only recovered two broken guns."
The line stopped for a moment: "In the East China Sea... where?"
"The sea is very narrow. After the general who found the broken gun came back, he could no longer find the location at that time..." The messenger seemed to feel, "No one knows where the prince is now."
I don't know what felt in my heart, and the pain seemed to be overflowing with blood, but an invisible force grabbed the wound and violently stopped the blood.
Xingzhi's expression was as usual, as if he had no emotions, and said to the Heavenly Emperor: "Yesterday I noticed a change in the air in the sky, and I seem to feel that something happened in the lower realm. Today I heard that King Bi Cang was killed in the human realm, presumably there must have been a fierce fight before his death. , King Bi Cang is powerful, and the rest of the power may be harmful to the human world, I want to explore the realm, but I don't know what the emperor's will is?"
Xingzhi said so, there is no room for refusal, the Emperor nodded: "That's fine, can the lord find a few more helpers for you?"
"No, they'll get in the way."
In the past, although he would say words that embarrass the Emperor, he would not be so straightforward. The Heavenly Emperor coughed twice: "So, the Divine Sovereign is in the world, and I hope to take care of myself."
Xingzhi was about to turn around and go out, but the envoy of the demon world called him: "God, wait a minute. The general present at the time said that he had heard the call of the enemy, and he used the water-stopping technique. As far as I know, in this world, there is only Xingzhi. The lord of the gods still understands this technique. The humble position is not to doubt the lord of the gods, it is just…”
"Water-stopping technique?" Xingzhi glanced sideways at the envoys from the demon world, "What they use is definitely not a water-stopping technique." After that, he turned and left without further explanation.
On the way to the lower realm, Xingzhi thought to himself, even not long ago, he was still pondering that Shen Li might become a troublesome existence, it would be better to disappear, but he never thought that she would really disappear so easily I never thought about it, when he really disappeared, it was so empty and dazed for him.
Auspicious clouds ride on the soles of the feet, but in an instant, they travel to the human world. The Emperor of Heaven is right, he is precious as a god, and he belongs to the world. This life is no longer his own. He should protect the people of the Three Realms and focus on the overall situation. He has so many "no", "can't", "no". Can"…
The clouds are low on the sea, the wind is surging, and it is just when the rainstorm is coming. Xingzhi stands above the East China Sea, watching the sky-shattering waves below, listening to the thunder roaring above his head, but the world is so silent to him.
"Shen Li." He whispered, spit out the name, and the wound in his heart felt as if it was suddenly torn open, pouring into the biting cold wind, he looked around, looking for a figure, but the vast sky was vast. The sea, where can you find it.
The thunderbolt passed by, and the torrential rain poured in an instant. Between the sky and the sea, only Xingzhi stood in white clothes, and the lightning flashed and thundered, passing through Xingzhi's body. How could the body of the gods be afraid of lightning strikes, but he was in this momentary light and shadow transformation, After the deafening thunder, she suddenly saw a figure struggling in the huge waves. She stretched out her hand and asked him for help in pain: "Okay... um... go and stop..."
The waves burrowed over her head.
Xingzhi's pupils shrank, he didn't think of anything, he rushed down almost instinctively, he stretched out his hand to fish, only to catch a handful of seawater flowing from his fingers...
It's an illusion...
The giant wave stopped by itself and rushed towards him. He just stared blankly at his empty palm, and was buried by the big wave in a daze.
Among the waves, he could not hear the sound of thunder, but each lightning flash was like a sharp blade that severed time and space, cutting out the memories related to Shen Li bloody from his mind, those pictures of joy or anger, At this time, it became a knife that tortured him. Over and over again, it pulled countless holes in his heart, and blood gushed out. No matter how flustered he wanted to clench them all tightly and cover them to death, there was still blood from the corners. It flowed out, and then like the teacup that shattered yesterday, it left his heart in a mess, making people overwhelmed and unable to clean up.
Shen Li, Shen Li... You are serious.
He suddenly remembered that not long ago, Shen Li was still teasing him, saying that since she met him, she had been seriously injured, and sooner or later, he would kill her. How did he answer? He seemed to say... to lose her life. Shen Li was trying to make him fulfill his promise.
Xingzhi's lips curled into a small smile. After the waves passed, Xingzhi was soaked all over. He raised his arm, and his fingertips lightly touched the waves that had just hit him. With a flash of white light, the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly dropped a lot, the temperature was lower, Xingzhi slightly opened his lips, and followed He murmured the word "expanded" softly, and the sea and the sky seemed to be swept by an extremely cold light, but for a moment, the sea thousands of miles away had condensed into ice cubes.
Xingzhi stood on the undulating sea, but at this time he was walking on ice as hard as bluestone.
The waves are still in the shape of waves, but they no longer flow. The thunderclouds in the sky are scattered, and the raindrops are all turned into ice particles, falling down rustling and rolling everywhere.
There is no sound between the sea and the sky, as if everything is still in silence.
Xingzhi walked quietly on the ice, and every step was followed by a flash of golden light, which swayed several feet away. He seemed to be looking for something, focusing only on his feet.
Xingzhi thought, Shen Li was turned into ashes, and he also wanted to retrieve all her ashes in this sea.
He walked forward step by step, not distinguishing the time, day and night, and he took every step with concentration, and the East China Sea seemed to have no end. No matter how long he walked, the front was only the sea that he sealed into ice. nor.