Now that Lingyang and Shen Zhishui have turned their backs one after another, all the ghosts and human races have come to help, and the demon king has promised not to do anything within two years, the situation is already different from the past.
The Demon Palace is high above the sky, just like the Saints' Village in the past, with the grandeur of stepping on the seven stars and competing with the sky.
The army was stationed at the foot of the mountain. As the night fell, the lights of one tent after another were lit.
Huai Bo stood in front of the court in Tsing Yi, looking at the pine forest on the mountain.
The moon was bright and clear, and the ground was as clear as accumulated water. Jing Yi pushed the door out and asked in surprise, "Xiaobai, isn't Peiyu with you?"
These two are always stuck together, and it is rare to see them separate.
Huai Bai shook his head lightly, "She went to see Liu Huan Gu."
Jingyi: "???" After being stunned for a while, she said in disbelief, "You let her go to see the devil alone?"
Huai Bai sighed and rubbed the center of his brows, "After all, that is her only relative in the world."
Jingyi: "But she is now a devil, a devil, why don't you let Peiyu go alone!"
Huai Bo stared at her fixedly, and suddenly smiled, "Senior Sister, my Peiyu was also a Demon Lord before."
Jingyi was speechless.
Huai Bai said: "Haven't you found out, Liu Huangu didn't want to win for a long time, otherwise, according to my agreement with Huazhi, she doesn't need to be beaked. With the power of the demon king, Xianmen is already a doomed situation at this moment."
Jingyi frowned in confusion, thinking of Gushan, her regret was hard to get rid of, "What is she thinking? Why did she release all the demons, causing people to suffer?"
Huai Bo also felt puzzled, "Revenge?" She rubbed the hilt of the sword in the cloud, "Even if there is no Liu Huangu, there will be others, senior sister, if the order of the fairy gate does not change, and the troubled times are not clear, there will always be someone Forced into demons by this cold fairy gate. They are not guilty, but we are the ones who are guilty."
This war may be just an opportunity. The entire Xianmen unites together, and the hatred between different races is also eliminated in fighting side by side, and everything is developing in a better direction.
Huai Bai cast his eyes on the Demon Palace, and frowned slightly.
What the kid wanted, could it be...
The cold wind on the mountain was bitter, and the cold wind mixed with snow particles poured into the room.
Peiyu jumped up to the eaves, her white clothes fluttering, reflecting the bright moon in the distance, and Liu Huanguan sat on the roof with her hands on her knees, looking up at the moon.
The snowflakes are icy cold, and the palaces and palaces of thousands of miles are all white.
Peiyu stared at the thin figure of the young girl, the corners of her eyes were slightly wet, she was silent for a long time, and then said in a trembling voice: "Sister..."
It's rare for her to experience the warmth in the world, and naturally she doesn't understand how to use this to persuade people to turn back.
Liu Huan looked around and was startled, without looking back, "Why are you here?"
Peiyu: "Xianmen is about to attack, the day after tomorrow at the latest."
Liu Huan Gu laughed softly, "What is this, defection, or betrayal of information?"
Peiyu clenched her sleeves tightly, "I don't want you to die." She lowered her head and looked at the snowflakes under her feet, "You are my sister."
They are all poor relatives.
There has never been a day when ordinary sisters live in harmony.
However, ever since I heard that there is a blood-related relative in this world, and I am not alone, I still felt a little joy and satisfaction.
Peiyu lowered her eyes and said softly, "I don't know how to persuade you."
I also knew early on that maybe she wouldn't look back at all.
Liu Huan looked around and said with a smile: "Why do you want to persuade? It's just a matter of choosing differently. There are thousands of ways in the world, but they all lead to the same goal."
A thin layer of snow had already accumulated on Peiyu's shoulders, "You didn't start the rebellion of Xianmen, and you didn't kill those people. They won't treat you like before, and Shen Zhishui has returned. "
Liu Huan looked at the hands hidden under his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew away the snowflakes on Peiyu's shoulders.
Her eyes were bent, "Come here."
Peiyu let go of her hand, her sleeve was already soaked in blood. She obediently walked to Liu Huangu's side, and the two sat side by side, facing the bright moon and the sea.
Liu Huan looked around and tilted her head, the girl beside her had picturesque features, more beautiful than Leng Yue, more beautiful than snowflakes.
Such a beautiful person is her sister.
Thinking about it, she couldn't help smiling slightly, with a gentle look on her face, and leaned slightly, touching Peiyu's forehead.
The ancient Taoist formations flew past Peiyu's eyes like snowflakes.
A lot of things were suddenly stuffed into her mind, the way of heaven, inheritance, fate... The things that Hua Zhi spent countless thousands of years comprehending, and the knowledge that was gradually lost with the passage of time, were all generously donated to her. .
The sea, the bright moon, and the snow-covered peach branches all quickly moved away from her.
She seemed to be standing in front of the galaxy, every shining star in time flew down from the night and fell into her hands.
Those stars that have been forgotten by people and are gradually dimming are shining brightly again, almost lighting up the dark night.
Too many things poured into her head, causing Peiyu to have a splitting headache. She covered her head, frowning and looking around at Liu.
I wanted to open my mouth, but couldn't even say a word.
Liu Huan looked at his face like gold paper, and smiled weakly: "Back then you gave me a jade slip to lead me on the road, but it was just reciprocation."
Peiyu once gave her a jade slip, and she also gave her the whole world of Peiyu.
"Sister... no..." Peiyu trembled slightly, and her eyes slowly dimmed.
Liu Huangua caught her limp body, carried her to the foot of the mountain, and handed her over to the woman who had been waiting for a long time.
"I will hand over my sister to you and protect her well."
Huai Bai caught the girl, and after confirming that she was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Liu Huangu had turned and left, the cold moon and snowflakes were flying, and her back was very lonely.
"Is it because you are here for today from the very beginning?"
Weibo suddenly asked.
From the very beginning, this person released all demons, not to destroy Xianmen, but to see if Xianmen can survive in a desperate situation and give birth to a new look. She never thought of destroying the world. So let the Dongting be flooded for hundreds of miles, and show mercy to the Xianmen everywhere.
Liu Huan paused, "I cast a soul curse, and she won't wake up until three days later. Don't let her see me dead."
Huai Bai hugged Peiyu tightly, "You don't have to die. You didn't do those things. When Hua Zhi killed Xianmen, he used another skin. As long as we... no matter what, we can always hide it from the world."
She thought that she, as the leader of the immortal way, would actually say such a thing, and laughed at herself, "Peiyu is a clumsy child. He clearly puts you in his heart, but he doesn't know how to say it. Now that Shen Zhishui has returned, Ji Yue I have been waiting for you, this fairy gate is not as cold as it used to be, why not give it a try and accept it again?"
Liu Huan looked around standing in the snow, her purple clothes were blown up by the wind, floating like a fairy.
The snow is falling, and the mountain road is full of peach trees.
She suddenly sighed, and said sadly: "Unfortunately, I will never see the peach blossoms after the snow is gone."
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Two days later, several clans attacked the Demon Palace together.
Up and down the mountain, there was blood red, and a little bit of blood splashed on the white snow on the trees, which was a bit like the grand scene when the flowers bloomed.
Dong Ting half-knelt on the beach leaning on his spear.
The blue clothes were almost dyed red, and strands of blood dripped down the spears and into the yellow sand.
The waves wash over, ups and downs, washing away the blood on the ground.
Ling Yang said to the others: "Go and help little Bai Peiyu, and leave her to me."
Those immortals were slightly worried, but for her sake, they dispersed and continued to hunt monsters elsewhere. Only Ye Yunxin, holding the piano with both hands, stubbornly stood beside Ling Yang.
Dongting laughed loudly, "I shouldn't have let you go in the first place."
Ling Yang approached step by step, the black robe rolled like dark clouds in the sky. Ye Yunxin pulled her back, "Be careful."
"It's okay, don't worry." She smiled at her little tree, half squatted in the Dongting, and looked at her, "Yunmeng, you have become unrecognizable to me."
Dongting swallowed a mouthful of blood, and said sarcastically, "The one who betrayed me first has the right to speak against me."
Ling Yang closed his eyes, "Why are you so persistent? You clearly know that what you want will never come back."
"But I want to, time flies, and water flows eastward," Dongting said word by word, and suddenly smiled happily, "So what if I can't come back? At least I tried, tried my best, and I don't look back, and I don't regret it." .”
She has tried her best, but it is a pity that the two demon kings are not good people.
All the people have accepted the arrangement of heaven, let time flow, and drown the past. Only she is persistent and lonely, walking on a road that cannot be turned back.
Ling Yang: "It's time for a stick of incense, you run away."
Ye Yunxin disagreed and said: "If we let her go, I don't know how many troubles will arise."
Ling Yang's face was pale, "I know... I don't want to owe her anything."
Dong Ting stood up leaning on his gun, "Don't regret it."
She was no longer able to use the blood escape technique, so she could only stumble forward, blood dripping down, leaving a deep bloodstain.
A spiritual light flew out of Ye Yunxin's sleeves, and he followed behind her secretly.
Dongting didn't care, she knew she would die, but she didn't want to die in front of Lingyang.
I don't want to die so desolately and miserably in front of my former best friend.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, he was finally exhausted and fell to his knees on the ground with his head bowed.
She took out the half mirror of reincarnation from her bosom, and tremblingly caressed the surface of the mirror. In the mirror, there were endless swamps, mountains and rivers.
In this life, chasing a glimmer of illusory hope is like a river knowing that the end will die, and rushing into the sea without hesitation.
This is a destined homecoming.
A huge wave broke out on the sea, a crimson light pierced through the waves, and the aura of divine soldiers enveloped all directions.
You Yancui has sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, and her golden battle armor is shining. After life and death experiences, she is like a phoenix nirvana, her cultivation base has greatly increased, and her weapons have been promoted to become a magic soldier. Looking at Dongting, she gritted her teeth and said, "You have today too!"
Dongting smiled wryly, and finally believed in one sentence - destiny is hard to break.
Those who are blessed by heaven can save themselves from danger even if they experience danger.
But he clearly had the chance to win, but he ended up losing everything.
You Yancui: "What are you laughing at?"
Dong Ting propped his hands on the ground, mouth full of blood, "I laugh at Dao is ruthless, prosperity and decline have their own determinants, today's me may not be tomorrow's you. Hahahaha so what if you win? I am not an ant under Tiandao's hand."
A cold light flashed, and the tip of the gun pierced her chest.
You Yancui didn't talk nonsense with her, "So what? I only know that blood debts are paid with blood, and the law of heaven recurs, and retribution is not good!"
The blue bracelet fell to the ground.
Before he died, Dongting untied the same life chain, lowered his head, and looked at the broken chain with a complicated expression.
The blood-soaked blue chain gleamed faintly, as if turning into a purple shadow.
"I'll let you go..." Her eyes were in a trance, but there was a relieved smile on the corner of her mouth, "When we first met... I thought we were on the same path, but it turned out that you and they came to the same goal, and I... went the same way."