The world is drowsy and seems to be awake forever.
Zhuque and Zhao Xianger stood on the edge of the Three Thousand Worlds, looking to the east. The faint fish belly white in the east was also erased, and turned into a flat pale line. At the upper and lower ends of the line, the world showed oppressive black. .
Darkness is like water, blowing the flames of three thousand worlds in the face, the terrifying high temperature quickly cools down, and the two phoenix skirts fly in the hot and cold wind.
Like them, Lu Marion, Siming, Shao Xiaoli, Ning Xiaoling... people from all over the world looked to the east, looking at this unusual celestial phenomenon, and realized something.
Even the Tishan Mountain, which stretches like a mountain, managed to break out some cracks in his body. His eyes slipped out of the cracks and looked into the distance, full of vicissitudes of life.
"The Dark Sun is not a myth, the monarch above the sky is coming."
Suzaku looked at the sky and sighed.
Zhao Xiang'er stared at the sky. She could see that the entire air layer seemed to be sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. They seemed to be in a sandbag. At this moment, a fist swung down in the air and hit them hard. When we reached the sandbags, the whole world was bent in the earthquake.
Suzaku continued: "The battle eight years ago was indeed vigorous, and expelling that monarch briefly was a great achievement. Unfortunately, it was such an action that 'irritated' it. It should have penetrated in gentleness, Not like now, coming in rage."
The flames in the Three Thousand Worlds and the Western Kingdom were completely extinguished, and darkness enveloped them.
The wind blew against the girl's face, blowing her hair. In her sleeves, her bones and joints turned pale from the clenching of her fists.
"It's all destruction anyway, so what's the difference?" Zhao Xianger said: "What's the difference between destruction now and destruction decades later? This is not a tragedy for one person and one family, it is a misfortune for the people! Without these eight years, we would have There will be no chance of victory."
Suzaku smiled and said nothing, "It's been eight years and it's coming. What can you do?"
"You..." Zhao Xiang'er looked at Suzaku and put away the sharpness in his eyes, "Why not us?"
Suzaku laughed happily. She did not answer immediately, but looked into the distance: "This battle has already begun. Xiang'er, you have always thought highly of yourself, but now that the situation is approaching, what can you do?"
Zhao Xiang'er stared at her and said coldly: "What exactly do you want to do?"
Suzaku smiled and said, "I just said, mother wants to watch the sunrise with you."
Zhao Xiang'er gritted her silver teeth tightly, and green veins appeared faintly between her snowy cheeks. The umbrella sword was wrapped around her hand, as if it was about to be unsheathed at any time.
However, Suzaku gently covered her hand, calming her, and said softly: "Don't worry, this is just the beginning, this will be a beautiful sunrise."
How could Zhao Xiang'er be like her, watching the dark sun set before her eyes.
She knows that as long as she seizes the power of the world, she can open the Kingdom of Thunder Lao. This is the only key now, and this key is beside her. I am the only one who has the chance to change everything.
The power of three thousand worlds was activated, and the girl disappeared instantly.
Almost at the same time, she appeared behind Suzaku, leaping into the air like a bird spreading its wings. The blade made no sound but was already unsheathed. The fire phoenix spirit spurted out from her body, and along with the white blade, she slashed at Suzaku in a beheading style. Show off your neck!
Wow!
The wind blows hard.
The flames on the blade were blown away instantly.
Zhao Xiang'er's umbrella sword was only half an inch away from Suzaku's beautiful neck, but she couldn't get over that half inch.
The sword is still cutting across rapidly, but it seems to have entered an infinite world, and it cannot reach the end no matter what.
This is the Western Kingdom, the kingdom of the Lord Suzaku.
In the past eight years, the God Lords have been slaughtered one after another, and people have gradually forgotten the majesty and terror of the Kingdom of God. Now that the Kingdom of God has reopened, in this world of absolute law built by the dark master and supported by authority, the God Lord Invincible!
Suzaku turned around unhurriedly. Her etiquette seemed to have been cultivated in the deep palace courtyard. She was meticulous and her every move was full of elegance.
She looked at Zhao Xiang'er who was holding the blade in the air. The girl's phoenix skirt flew up, revealing a black outfit that looked like a killer's uniform. Her eyebrows were like swords, and her thin lips were like swords, all reflecting the fierce killing intent, but Not only did Suzaku's eyes show no displeasure at this murderous intention, but they were even gentler, as if he was admiring a beautiful porcelain doll.
"Today we are all caged birds."
Suzaku said softly, recalling her appearance when she first came to the world.
At that time, she did not have a concrete body. She traveled around the world, trying to find a body that suited her.
Later, she witnessed a hunt in a desert.
It was a big red bird with nine tails. It had been chased for a long time and fled all the way to the desert. It did not eat or drink for several months. Finally, its body reached its limit. It fell into the desert. Then, the demon cultivator who was chasing after him... The sword pierced the heart, cut out the demon pill alive, and took it away.
The big bird has good cultivation. Although it lost its demon elixir, it still did not die.
Its body was priceless, but the desert was too far away to carry it, so the demon cultivators had to give up. They looked at the dying bird, turned it over, and nailed the wings into the stone with swords, making it unable to move. After breaking free, I could only watch the sky that was no longer reachable, being slowly exposed to death by the blazing sun.
That bird looked at the sky until it died.
Although Suzaku found it unbelievable, she still clearly remembered that when she explored the sea of consciousness of the red bird, she found that for it, being unable to fly again seemed more painful than death.
At that time, Suzaku believed that flying was the eternal long-cherished wish of all birds.
But later, she discovered that this was not the case.
Many birds that have been kept in cages since childhood do not even have any concept of flight. Even if they open the cage, they just flutter their wings a few times or even walk on their slender feet, forgetting that they are supposed to be elves in the sky. .
Suzaku belatedly realized that only by going to the sky can he understand the beauty and freedom of the sky.
But then, another little bird changed her.
When she was traveling around the world, she met a bird hunter who liked to raise all kinds of vicious demon birds. But one day, the bird hunter changed his habit and raised a lovely canary. The canary was imprisoned. In the cage, he was watched by pairs of ugly and cruel eyes every day.
The little canary grew up in this way, never leaving the cage, because once it went out, it would most likely be pecked to death by other evil birds.
One day, a falcon talked to the canary, and the canary said, "I envy you."
Falcon took it for granted and said: "What do you envy us for? Sharp claws and sharp beaks? Heavenly demon power? Killing methods?"
Canary shook her head, "I envy you that you can fly."
The Falcon was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. The laughter attracted many other birds, and the big birds gathered around and laughed at it.
"How can you, a little bird who grew up in a cage, understand the terror of the sky... In this world, survival is the eternal need. Flying is just one of the means of survival. Only killing can keep us alive!"
"Well, otherwise, within an hour, you will be killed by something else."
"There is an old saying out there, how can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan? This statement makes sense, hahaha..."
Listening to their words, the canary trembled with fear, but it longed for the sky even more.
The sparrow does not know the ambition of the swan, but the swan cannot understand the wish of the sparrow.
It has never been to the sky, but that doesn't stop it from yearning for the beauty of the sky.
She didn't come from the sky.
She comes from the vaster Taixu.
In the eyes of the world, the boundless sky is nothing more than a tiny slice to the entire Taixu.
If a bird yearns for the sky because she yearns for freedom, where should she yearn for
That night the stars were shining brightly. Suzaku lay on the desert where the red bird had died, looking up at the stars. The soft sand began to flow, submerging her body bit by bit.
When she was about to be completely buried in the sand, she stretched out her hand and seemed to point to a certain star in the night sky, or to the entire night sky.
"I want to go there."
When she climbed up from the sand again, she was already a dragon bird in the wild river.
She comes from a star called 'Saturn' 1.5 billion years ago. Earth is her destiny, but she yearns for the sky and the dust-free world.
Zhao Xiang'er's sharp blade was still cutting through her world.
In Suzaku's eyes, the shadows of the stars in the sky were reflected in a trance.
Everything is like a dream and like lightning. The world has changed a lot, but the Taoist heart remains unchanged.
Suzaku's lips formed a smile.
She looked at Zhao Xiang'er, used her slender fingers to hold the edge of her sword, and pushed her out of her world little by little.
She said: "Why is your daughter so misbehaved? Can't your wish to accompany your mother to watch the sunrise come true? Hey, it's not easy to get married for someone so arrogant."
Suzaku held the edge of the sword, and the power of the world's laws were like shackles, pressing on Zhao Xiang'er's body, removing her power bit by bit.
Zhao Xiang'er used the authority of Three Thousand Worlds to jump out of the shackles, but was quickly caught up by Suzaku.
"Stop hiding, Xiao Xiang'er, if you continue to be disobedient like this, my mother will spank you."
Zhuque's hand reached into Zhao Xiang'er's hair and grabbed her beautiful long hair. This scene was just like what Madam Bai did when she was in Linhe City. However, at this moment, in Zhuque's eyes, except for the gentle reproach, there was no Any sign of resentment.
Zhao Xiang'er was like a little bird, picked up by her with one hand.
Zhao Xiang'er stared at her coldly, without the slightest hint of compromise or concession.
Suzaku smiled softly, feeling a sense of relief when he saw his biological daughter return after becoming famous. This absurd scene happened at a ridiculous dawn without sunrise, but it presented a strange harmony.
Suzaku grabbed her long hair and turned her head to face the east.
"Look at the sky, the Dark Lord is already furious. It is frantically absorbing the spiritual energy in the Soul Eater. When the spiritual energy in the Soul Eater is sucked dry, it will take action on the innate spirit it planted... I have to say, Raising the Dark Lord is a good plan, but it’s a pity that Ning Jiujiu should be readying his bow and arrow now, but the Thunder Lao Divine Kingdom is not open, so he is probably still a butterfly now.”
Zhuque smiled and said: "Eight years of hard work have been ruined in one day, Xiang'er, how do you feel?"
…
The sound of conversation in the Three Thousand Worlds was brief.
The gears of time will not stop turning because of their communication.
In the North Kingdom, Lu Jianjiao and Siming had taken the lead in flying into the sky with their swords and reached a high place.
There are countless cracks in the barrier between the Ruins Sea and the Void Realm, and black and red fine waves are surging. Each 'fine wave' is tens of thousands of miles long.
Senior sister, second senior brother, third senior brother... countless people also arrived one after another.
They all stood on the strongest side, looking at the rolling black waves in the sky, and frowned suddenly.
"Where's the master? Where's the junior brother? Have they not come out yet?"
The senior sister looked at Lu Jianjie and Si Ming and asked quickly.
"No." Si Ming shook his head and asked, "Isn't there still three months until eight years?"
The eldest sister bit her lip, looked around, and finally set her sights on the west.
Suzaku…
"I will block this place first! You go to the Western Kingdom, find Suzaku, and find Zhao Xiang'er! The Lei Lao Divine Kingdom must be opened today, otherwise everything will be over!" Senior Sister made a quick decision.
Senior Sister's words were like thunder, and everyone realized that the last moment had arrived unexpectedly.
The senior sister didn't give them any chance to refute. She looked at each other with the two junior brothers, flicked her fly whisk, and flew away into the sky.
Si Ming, Lu Jianjian, and Shao Xiaoli didn't hesitate at all, and headed towards the West Country at full speed.
In the sword pavilion, Liu Junzhuo also came out holding Kunlun.
Liu Xiwan was still trying to catch Lian Ning's consciousness for a long time, but Liu Junzhuo had already taken out the sword command from the sword pavilion without hesitation.
When Ning Changjiu left, he had given her the order of the Pavilion Master and told her that if one day the dark night came, she would be the one to command the swords in the world.
Liu Junzhuo didn't know if this moment was the 'dark night is coming' as he said, but she looked at the approaching sky and could no longer resist the urge to draw her sword.
She holds the sword order in one hand and Kunlun in the other.
Liu Junzhuo couldn't help but think of the first time she drew her sword. At that time, she looked at the water-like blade being pulled out of the ancient sheath. It was as if she had seen the most beautiful art in the world. She was completely intoxicated by it, and she used her hands as if drunk. If you don't touch it, you won't notice until your fingers bleed.
"Draw your sword!"
Two short words.
Liu Junzhuo roared suddenly and raised his sword command.
The sword order is also like a piece of authority.
Liu Junzhuo's roar was expanded by the sword order and resounded throughout the earth.
After experiencing a brief panic, the monks drew their swords one after another.
What they practice is the Heart Sutra written by Ning Jiujiu for them. This is a common fate. No matter how discordant they are on weekdays and how much they look down on each other, in the face of a powerful enemy, it seems that there are many holes between people. The cracks were naturally closed, and sword rays rose from the ground like high-rise buildings. They were connected to each other to form an indestructible steel plate.
Streams of sword light soared into the sky.
In front of many cultivators at the peak of the Five Paths, there were even vaguely-appearing stone tablets.
That is the Heavenly Monument. In the past eight years, they have listened to hundreds of lectures by Mr. Wu Guanshi. Each of them has taken a different approach and worked hard to write their own Heavenly Monument.
They are all waiting for the last moment to complete their respective monuments together.
At this moment, in the sea of dark clouds, Quan Lin, whose body was half blown to pieces, rose up from the sea water. She wanted to climb out and hide in human form, but as soon as she straightened up her broken body from the sea water, she saw On the side of the Sea of Destiny where the waves are rolling, a figure with snow-haired and silver-dressed figure is standing in the wind.
"Quanlin, do you have a lot to say to me?"
Bai Zang stared at her coldly, his eyes like snow.
Quan Lin felt unspeakable fear. On normal days, she would certainly have the confidence to fight Bai Zang, but at this moment, her body had just been destroyed by a meteor, and her strength had been consumed a lot. How could she be Bai Zang's opponent
"Now that the Dark Lord has arrived, you should put the overall situation first!" Quan Lin's voice was sharp.
Bai Zang shook his head and said: "You just said that I am an impulsive and angry cat. Since you said so, of course I can't let you down. In addition, I also think about it, claiming that I am not a slave, Are the bones of the Quanlin God Lord who doesn’t bow to anyone else so hard?”
Quan Lin looked at her in fear, she knew that Bai Zang was going to kill her.
She made a quick decision, dove into the water, and fled frantically towards the bottom of the sea.
But how could she escape
Bai Zang has unfolded her mythical form, transformed into a real white tiger, and jumped into the river. Her sharp claws are like knives, tearing apart the scales of Izumi like fish scales, and holding her body tightly. , all the way to the bottom of the sea.
Blood dyed the water red.
The two divine masters fought at the bottom of the sea, causing the seabed to crack and the ocean to become complicated.
Bai Zang won quickly.
The seriously injured Quan Lin gradually stopped struggling, and she was nailed to the broken sea by the dusty authority.
"Spare me, I am willing to follow you! I can do anything you ask me to do, be a slave or a maid, even be your mount... In short... don't kill me..." The previous Quan Lin was still talking nonsense in the virtual world, but now he has become like a A wagging dog begging for mercy.
Listening to her humble words, Bai Zang recalled the scene when Chang'e tortured him. At that time, she was suppressed for several months. Finally, she couldn't bear to speak, calling her master, and allowed her to remove the chains that symbolized shame. Put it around your neck.
But for some reason, she didn't have much hatred in her heart.
"If you had begged Ning Jiujiu for mercy earlier, he might have taken notice and taken you in as a maid." Bai Zang said lightly and raised his claws: "But I won't."
"No! No! No!" Quan Lin shouted heartbreakingly. She came from the underworld, but she was more afraid of death than anyone else. "Yes! Ning Changjiu... dedicate me to him as a maid, he will definitely I will accept it... In this way, this can be regarded as your credit, right?"
Ning Jiujiu's reputation is indeed unanimous all over the world... Bai Zang sighed in his heart.
Bai Zang asked: "When you were in the virtual realm, have you ever thought about this moment?"
Quan Lin cried: "I said it wrong, I, I don't dare to do it anymore..."
Bai Zang asked: "Are you willing to surrender?"
"Yes!" Quanlin said firmly.
Before he finished speaking, screams rang out and blood spread in the flower water.
Quan Lin's charming face slowly froze in the cold sea water. Her neck was broken, and her face was full of twisted expressions of pain and shock.
I obviously surrendered...
She seemed to be saying that.
Bai Zang said: "This is the consequence of surrender."
…
"Xiang'er, have you seen those sword lights? Those are the sword lights that you have created over the past eight years. I have to say that they are beautiful and powerful. Such a magnificent scene is brilliant enough." Zhuque spoke clearly. With sadness: "It's a pity that no matter how beautiful a flower is, it's just a flower. Even if it can escape the chilling autumn frost and winter snow, it will be ruthlessly destroyed by the years and fall into pieces."
"The more magnificent they are now, the more tragic they will be when they are destroyed and annihilated."
Suzaku continued: "The dark sun has not yet risen. The only key is in my hand. There is still a chance to change everything. Now, I will give you this opportunity."
Zhuque picked up Zhao Xiang'er's long hair and got very close to her. She looked at the girl softly and said, "Xiang'er, as long as you kneel down to me to beg for mercy and call me mother three times in a proper manner, I will open the Thunder Lao Divine Kingdom for you, and whether you will succeed or not depends on your own destiny."
Zhao Xiang'er stared at her, looked at the woman's dignified face, gritted his teeth and said, "Dream!"
Zhuque laughed so hard that the flowers trembled, "Xiang'er, all you have to pay is a little dignity. Think about what Ning Chang'e has done to you, what Chang'e has done to you, and your sisters." , they really treat you as a biological sister. Now, they are going to die, everyone is going to die, and the only one who can save them is you."
Zhuque said softly: "There is no one else here. No one can see your humiliation except me. Kneel down and call me mother, and they will have a chance to be saved. Isn't it... that their love and affection for you are not worth it?" What little dignity do you have?"
Zhao Xianger raised her head and looked at Suzaku, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.
"What...what do you want?!" Zhao Xianger's voice was hoarse.
"I don't want anything. I'm leaving. Everything in the world will have nothing to do with me. I just want to hear you call me obediently, because like this..." Suzaku paused, seeming a little shy, and she blushed slightly, Said: "Because of this, you are truly our daughter..."
Our daughter…
us
Zhao Xiang'er quickly realized that she was talking about her and the master!
Her soul comes from Suzaku, and her resurrection relies on the authority of her master. In a sense, she was created by them together.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at Suzaku with a strange light in his eyes.
Ever since Suzaku arrived, she had never defeated Ye Chan Palace. Over the long years, Ye Chan Palace was the one she cared about day and night, and this complex emotion gradually became distorted in the long river of time. As for the abnormality, her wishful feelings for Chang'e became more and more intense.
"Hey, Xiao Xiang'er, do you think my mother is embarrassed?" Zhuque smiled lightly: "Kneel down, you are my daughter. Before you were sixteen, didn't you kneel to me many times? Isn’t this the case? Or do you really regard your so-called illusory dignity as more important than the life and death of your loved ones?"
Suzaku held her hair and asked her to look further away.
Zhao Xiang'er's pupils shrank.
"Look, they are coming to the Western Kingdom, on their way to save you." Suzaku said, "But they are all here to die. I will kill them one by one in front of you. Hey, you want to too Thank me for killing them all. Ning Jiujiu can only like you for a long time. He can't blame you, because you are held hostage by me after all. Xiang'er, good daughter, are you also secretly hiding in your heart? Do you think so?"
Zhao Xiang'er was trembling all over. She stared at Suzaku and bit her lip. Her lips were already thin and slightly curled, as tender as petals, and now they were bitten with blood.
Suzaku's words were like a magic spell, ringing in his ears bit by bit.
She felt that her persistence was humble and her dignity was insignificant in the face of the general situation. She wanted to let go, but there was another fire burning in her body, telling her not to give in to this devil no matter what.
Seeing that she was still insisting, Suzaku smiled faintly.
She looked at the world and said: "It won't be long before the dark master starts to pull out spirits, and those sword lights will be destroyed one by one. In other words, they will also be killed by you."
Zhao Xianger could hear her heart beating loudly.
In her mind, a picture of a monk exploding in pain appeared in her mind, including strangers and people she was familiar with.
Suzaku released his grip on her hair.
Zhao Xiang'er stood on the ground, her figure swaying, as if she was about to kneel down at any moment.
Zhuque said: "I just want to get some pleasure from there, that's all. The world's life is meaningless to me. Mother counts to three. If you don't choose again, mother will not indulge you."
"one."
She held up one finger, then quickly held up a second finger, "Two."
"three!"
This sound was made by Zhao Xianger.
Her lips didn't move, and her voice almost burst from her throat.
She didn't kneel.
The blazing sun burned in her body, and the suppressed fire phoenix spread its wings with all its strength. She pulled out the umbrella sword as quickly as possible, and then mobilized the power of three thousand worlds to jump out of the little prison where she was imprisoned. world.
The distance between the two suddenly widened.
"Resisting stubbornly." Suzaku said softly.
She held out her hand.
But soon, Suzaku stopped moving.
laugh!
The sword pierced the body and blood splattered.
What was pierced was not Suzaku's body, but Zhao Xiang'er's own.
Zhao Xiang'er inserted the sword into his chest and pierced his heart.
Suzaku's expression changed slightly: "What are you going to do?"
Zhao Xiang'er looked at her disappearing smile and laughed instead: "Suzaku, I was almost deceived by you..."
Suzaku was silent.
Zhao Xiang'er's petite figure looked thin, but a flower-like smile appeared on her pale face: "What's the morbid attachment to Chang'e, what's pleasing, what's the love between mother and daughter... In the final analysis, they are all disguises for your ultimate goal. Lies, you just want me to surrender physically and mentally, and then take the opportunity to usurp my power of three thousand worlds! You have longed for thousands of years and never succeeded. Just now, maybe it was the closest you got to this power. Well, it’s a pity...ahem..."
Suzaku indeed lost his smile.
Because she can feel that Zhao Xiang'er's sword can kill her with just a slight movement. When the time comes, Zhao Xiang'er's remaining soul will be wrapped in the fire phoenix, and the power of three thousand worlds finally inspired will also be would be closed, years of hard work wasted.
She must get that power before the Dark Lord actually comes.
"Without that power, you will die, and you will never be able to get out. You said that you have long been prepared to be disillusioned with your ideals, but in fact... you are more paranoid than anyone else, right? Empress Suzaku?"
Blood soaked her clothes, and her heart beat on the edge of the sword. Every time it was heartbreaking pain.
Zhao Xiang'er's whole body was trembling, except for the hand holding the sword, which was always ready to commit suicide.
Suzaku looked at her and said calmly: "If you commit suicide, although I will die, I will die in the long run. Can you bear it?"
"If I don't trust you, how can I leave my fate in your hands? Many years ago, I signed a fate-defying agreement with Ning Changjiu. There are four words in the agreement..." Zhao Xiang'er's body was in pain. While she kept licking, her pale cheek showed a difficult smile: "I would rather die than surrender!"
At first, this was a joke they made, meaning that she would not surrender even if she would rather die for a long time, but now it seems to have become a prophecy.
Zhao Xiang'er's body was covered in blood. She gave up any attempt to repair her spiritual power and rushed toward death as if on horseback.
"Stop!" Suzaku was the first to be unable to hold on.
She couldn't watch a thousand years of hard work go to waste.
"Stop, we can talk!" Suzaku snapped.
Zhao Xiang'er said calmly: "There is no need to talk. There is only one way before us now. I will give you three breaths to think about whether to agree or not."
"What way?" Suzaku asked.
Zhao Xiang'er said: "We... exchange the Kingdom of God!"