This time, the opening of the Asgard had different changes due to the chaos of the demon cultivator.
The magic cultivator was able to make the washing inkstone pool, which was not turbulent in front of Dao Xiu, help her escape, and snatched the treasure from Song Zongzhu's hands, which immediately made Dao Xiu's heart alarm bells.
There was only one demon cultivator who showed up, but with such a frenzy, how many did not show up? Where can they control Asgard? At this time, in the eyes of Dao Xiu, Asgard was no longer a peaceful and harmless treasure house, but a battlefield full of dangers—
But no one is willing to give up the opportunity they have and leave the treasure at their fingertips to leave, so in the end, everyone not only follows the large army in the inner circle of Asgard, but when it is about to disperse on the outside, they all hug together tightly, for fear of falling. Order, was poisoned.
It is conceivable that after they saw the existence of the Tribulation Transcendence Demon Cultivator with their own eyes, everyone felt that following the Tribulation Transcendence period was the most secure, especially the Ling Yunzong. Yanchi's doorway is there, and the magic cultivator is tied up by Song Sect Master.
For a time, besides the people from Ling Yunzong and Tianfeng City, a lot of Taoist cultivators gathered around Song Piantao. They didn't necessarily gather beside Song Piantao, but spread out around her, looking for treasures while being alert.
In this way, five days passed in fear and a lot of money, and until the immortal palace was about to close, they never saw the second demon cultivator.
"Where's the magician?"
Qian Du, who walked out of Asgard, breathed a sigh of relief, but was puzzled.
Song Pian narrowed her eyes, she didn't know it either.
But she thought, Yu Yi should come back to find herself, she will come back.
If Qian Du could see the demon palace under the suppression of Asgard, he would understand why they didn't see a single demon cultivator.
The door of the Devil's Palace was open, and it hasn't been closed since Yu Yi entered, but none of the magic cultivators inside was able to escape from the gate of the palace.
Going inside from the gate of the temple, there is dead silence everywhere, only the ashes are burning silently, some of them are still glowing red, lighter than the air, they don't need to ride the wind, they slowly float up, and a black and red sea is wanton.
The ashes thickened into a soft carpet, and Manzhi stepped on it with one foot, almost sinking in.
Chu Feng squeezed her back collar and "lifted" her up. In fact, he used a spell for her to make her stand in the air, so she didn't need to touch the ashes left by these demonic cultivators burning to the extreme.
"So careless?" Chu Feng said something human, but his face was full of ridicule, as if he was looking at a nerd.
Manzhi stretched out his neck and put her hand away, his face was still a little unnatural, so he smiled more and more fakely, and said sweetly:
"Isn't this just restored memory, dead ghost."
Manzhi is deliberately disgusting Chu Feng.
After she took the Shekou Lotus out of the Sumeru Stone, as Chu Feng said, a stream of light rushed straight into her sea of consciousness, and then exploded.
Then, according to Chu Feng, she slept for a full five days, and Chu Feng guarded her for five days. When she heard this, Manzhi looked at her dress subconsciously, and found that it was a little bit neat. Disappointed, how could Chu Feng be a serious snake? When she woke up today, the blank memory in her mind that she hadn't noticed before was filled with this stream of light.
In addition to what Chu Feng said, she used a secret method to change orders and make Chu Feng reborn in a thousand years. She even "saw" the figure of a woman in her sleep.
The woman was wearing a wide-sleeved robe that was as green as water, and the fingers that fell between her eyebrows were warm and cool, very comfortable. She took a streamer from her eyebrows, but it didn't bring any pain to Manzhi, and even when she turned to leave, Manzhi's heart burst with nostalgia.
It is too superficial to generalize with liking. It is a kind of emotion that is piled up in the blood. Manzhi can only generalize like this, as if... the other party is his closest elder.
This trusting attachment made Manzhi suddenly understand after waking up, why Chu Feng was in such a manner when he mentioned Qiongling, and he could no longer feel a trace of unhappiness in his heart.
After the memory was returned, she knew that she really was Qin Yi. When facing Chu Feng again, she felt a little awkward for a while. She couldn't make Chu Feng proud if she was unhappy. Take a moment to Chu Feng.
Who knows, Chu Feng was stunned when he shouted out the phrase "dead ghost", and a light blush appeared on his face, which was always white and without variegation.
"You—?" Manzhi didn't even know what to say, why did the big python shoes blush.
Seeing that Chu Feng pursed his lips and turned his head to the side, revealing red-pointed ears, Manzhi felt that he should say something to save the embarrassed two people, and accidentally blurted out the truth:
"You're so pretty."
As soon as the words came out, Manzhi was frightened by herself. Why did she seem to be teasing Chu Feng? Like a disciple in the world of self-cultivation, molesting a high-cold Buddhist python monster.
The python demon in front of him was dressed in holy, high-cold white, and the redness on his face, which was lighter than peach blossoms, had already faded, and he looked over with his blue-gray pupils.
"..." Manzhi blinked.
"Beautiful words." Chu Feng snorted softly, his voice was a little hoarse, and finally glanced at her, turned around and headed for the temple first.
Manzhi touched his nose, cleared his throat, and quickly raised the corners of his lips to follow.
Manzhi walked towards the main hall following the induction of the demonic energy - now the palace is full of ashes, and I don't know how many Yu Yi killed, only the main hall still has residual demonic energy.
When he got close, he didn't do anything when he heard a howl of fear and pain from inside:
"Who are you, and how can you have a phoenix seal! You—you are the Queen of Demons?"
"Please spare my life, I am willing to hand over the shadow puppet technique for you to drive—"
"You shouldn't look at her like that when you're in a maze."
Another low female voice interrupted his howl. She was not very loud, but she was dormant with a deep manic depression and ruthlessness. When this sentence fell, the dust and ashes of the corpse filled the temple suddenly swayed, as if the subjects heard Wang Yin, they shuddered. endlessly.
The magic cultivator's voice stopped abruptly, and then he couldn't say a second sentence.
Manzhi and Chu Feng looked at each other and walked to the front of the main hall.
The light only shone on an area in front of the door. There were now three or two piles of corpses that could barely make out the human shape. Man Zhi glanced at them and recognized them.
She raised her eyes and saw that on the Xuanhei throne facing the palace gate, Yu Yi slowly stood up, and the demon cultivator in front of her collapsed, scattered into ashes.
Behind the people in front of the throne, crows were flowing, and the reddish-brown pupils were filled with endless gloom and gloom. The murderous aura between her brows had not yet dissipated, and when she looked up, Manzhi's heart skipped a beat.
In addition to this demeanor, Manzhi noticed that Yu Yi and Song Pianjiao were now 90% alike. If Manzhi hadn't known her true body, he would have almost thought that Song Pianjiao was the killing god in front of him.
"Killing your eyes is red?" Manzhi calmed down and teased, "If you go to see Song Pianjiao like this, she can't blame me for teaching her children to tear me apart."
After she finished speaking, Yu Yi did not respond on her face, but her aura subsided slightly, and her eyes swept across the ashes on the ground indifferently:
"He's the last one and can leave."
"So anxious? Why don't you ask us about our situation?"
Yu Yi, who had already gone out, turned around abruptly: "If you don't tell me, I forgot - give me the Xumi Shi."
"What do you want Sumeru Stone for?"
"Piangao wants it." After Yu Yi finished speaking, she remembered that she didn't know whether Song Piangao liked stones or flowers, "Do you still have any use for Shekoulian?"
"...No need, it's in good condition, take it to coax your puppet." Manzhi rolled his eyes secretly, took out the thing neatly in his hand, and threw it into Yu Yi's arms.
Yu Yi put away the Sumeru Stone and reached out to catch Shekou Lotus.
When her fingertips touched the Shekou lotus, the still soft lotus petals stretched lightly, and the movement was extremely slight. Yu Yi lowered her head and saw three tiny spots of light floating on the black-purple lotus heart. A lot of dust.
Manzhi and Chu Feng also noticed it, and Manzhi was inexplicable: "This is... an easter egg?"
Isn't its role over? How come after a long time, there is still a follow-up plot that can only be triggered by a daughter
Under the eyes of the three, they fluttered and merged into the eyebrows of the three.
They closed their eyes in unison, and didn't move for a long time.
Yu Yi searched the sea of consciousness and didn't feel anything, she opened her eyes: "Did you feel anything?"
Only then did Chu Feng slowly open her eyes, her face was calm: "Never."
"I'm not going to see Song Piantao, let's go."
Instead, Manzhi said, "Wait, there's one more thing I forgot to tell you."
Outside of Asgard, everyone will stay here for three to five days to exchange the resources they got in Asgard.
Song Piangan didn't do the transaction. She settled in a small courtyard that Qian Du had arranged for her to live alone. There was only such a small courtyard on the mountain. It was extremely quiet and full of purple-gold bamboo forests.
Outside the Zijin Bamboo Forest, there is a set of unsophisticated stone tables and stone benches. Under the moonlit night, the breeze blows and the bamboo forest rustles. The demon rabbits growing in the bamboo forest probe their brains, peeking at the woman on the stone bench, shaking their ears from time to time, very smart.
Song Pian smiled and waved at them.
The demon rabbit in the bamboo forest has not seen people for many years, is extremely simple, and is not afraid of people. But Song Piantao was full of self-cultivation, and they were intimidated by her majesty. With the instinct of survival, even if her heart was about to move, her legs were already frightened, and they dared to come over.
Song Pian looked at their naive looks, and unexpectedly remembered that kitten who always acted coquettishly to her, and the smile on her face faded a little.
"Boom—"
But in the blink of an eye, the originally bright moonlight was obscured by the strong wind and thick clouds. The sky was bursting with thunder and light, and the thick black clouds filled most of the sky.
This is someone robbing.
Song Pian sat quietly, watching the demon rabbit tremblingly ran into the bamboo forest and hid. She sat upright under the billowing calamity clouds and drank a glass of ordinary spirits, which was hot and spicy in her throat, but had no other taste.
Cup after cup, she drank the cup for an hour until the moonlight fell into the cup again.
The thunder cloud dissipated.
Song Pian raised her eyebrows and looked at the direction of the path down the mountain, but she never thought that a human figure slowly emerged from the black shadow she fell on the ground. He took her into his arms behind his back, with a stern and strong posture, as if to imprison her and then completely monopolize her.
Song Pian paused for breath. She lowered her eyes, clasped her arms around her waist, and her shoulders sank suddenly. Someone was breathing lightly beside her ear, her nose brushed her side cheeks, and the wet breath hit her face. :
"My sister is drinking."
Song Pian's face turned cold, she pressed the wine glass on the table, and turned her head away.
"open."
"No." Yu Yi really said she did, she said if she didn't let go, Song Pian couldn't break the hand that was tied around her waist. She suddenly remembered that Yu Yi had just survived the Thunder Tribulation again, and now it was time for the Mahayana period.
It is only one step away from soaring, it is the top in the world of self-cultivation, and it is also unique.
In this world, the delicate and pitiful little girl that she had been protecting with all her heart, now, in a blink of an eye, she has become inferior to her in cultivation.
Song Pian pushed it but couldn't open it, so she sat with cold brows and cold eyes, hanging on to Yu Yi. The jade cup soaked her palms cold, but the pungent taste of wine rolled in her throat.
"Sister." Yu Yi called to her in a low voice, her hair resting on Song Pian's shoulder, Song Pian turned sideways to avoid it, causing Yu Yi's long hair to slip down weakly.
Yu Yi tightened her arms tighter, her eyes were wet, and she begged in a low voice:
"Sister, don't be mad at me, okay?"
Song Piantao still ignored her.
Song Pian ignored her and didn't let her get close.
Yu Yi's eyes rolled through manic depression, her eyes darkened for a moment, and then she was tightly concealed. She lowered her head and buried it on the side of Song Pian's neck. Yu Yi tried her best to control her strength, and only lightly pecked, like a small beast licking water, leaving wet water marks and a little red.
Yu Yi's gaze crossed Song Pian's shoulders and landed on the depression in front of her collarbone, where the moonlight filled it.
Looking further down, you can even see a three-pointed gully full of spring.
Yu Yi took a deep breath and licked her lips. Since she hadn't withdrawn, the tip of her tongue touched Song Pian's neck, like a cinnabar mole.
Song Piantao didn't avoid her, she didn't completely resist her, Yu Yi's anxiety was relieved a little, if she was appeased, she put her fingertips on the cinnabar mole and exerted some force to slowly remove the light red. Knead it, the more you knead, the thicker it becomes.
One emotion faded, and another desire spread. She quietly bit a strand of Song Pian's hair, grinding it finely with her teeth, like a carp eating flowers, and she kept playing.
"Sister." The tip of Yu Yi's tongue hooked on Song Pian's blue silk, and after a long while, she was reluctant to spit it out, her tone was extremely pitiful, "It's my fault, I'm too afraid of you."
"Afraid of me? I don't think you're afraid at all. You act recklessly. You dared to lie to me like this before, but now you're doing this to me again." Song Pian turned around, his tone was as cold as a star-covered frost, and there was no sign of softening.
Yu Yi had never heard Song Piantao speak to herself in such a tone, cold and disappointed.
She was at a loss, and let go of her tightly clasped hands.
Song Piantao's anger calmed down.
Song Piantao had a headache. In the previous dungeons, even the most naive Lin Qinglu was not so squeamish. Qing Lu in this dungeon is too easy to arouse people's desire for protection, and is too delicate, Song Pian couldn't help thinking, is it because she sees Yu Yi as too fragile, overprotected, and over-loved, and the combination of these two causes The situation today.
Song Piantao's thoughts of analyzing the situation were just about to start when she was cut off by a very light choking sound. She looked up, and Yu Yi's eyes were wide open, filled with thin water, and not a drop was willing to fall.
Cried.
She wore the same enchanting face of Zhang and Song Pian, but when she was wronged, she still seemed to be that teenage girl.
Song Pian sighed lightly.
Yu Yi said, "I'm afraid you hate the devil cultivator."
Song Pian frowned, "When did I live like this?"
After speaking, Song Piangan saw Yu Yi's expression and suddenly became clear.
Yu Yi is different from her. She is an outsider with memories and values from the past. Although Song Pianjiao has already accepted the concepts of this world and follows them as the locals do, there are some concepts she has never considered, just like she doesn't think that Taoist cultivation is magic cultivation. There is a big difference.
But Yu Yi is a Taoist cultivator since she was born. She may not care about the difference between good and evil, but all the Taoist cultivators around her clearly distinguish the two. There are not a few people who hate magic cultivators. It is not surprising that she has this idea... .
She just wasn't as lucky as herself to have the consciousness of being. She is like a blank sheet of paper, rewritten by copies again and again.
"..." Song Pian pressed her eyebrows, why the more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was nothing wrong with Yu Yi? She was just too sensitive and disturbed, and these are the characteristics of Qinglu all along, and she has long known and accepted it. Is it too serious to blame Yu Yi for this—
"Sister, I really know I'm wrong, I'll never do it again." Seeing Song Piantao's expression a little loose, Yu Yi immediately hit the snake and followed the stick.
She said, her fingertips hooked, from the red robe to Song Pian's white wrist, extremely restless. While making small movements, she observed Song Piantao's state, as if Song Piantao showed a little bit of displeasure, she immediately stopped and returned to her original position.
Song Pian glanced at her small appearance, both angry and funny in her heart.
This time, he didn't dodge, Ren Yuyi slid down her wrist and held her hand.
That hand was under the wide-sleeved robe, sneaking up along her arm, Song Pian had just drank a lot of wine, her body was hot, but Yu Yi's body temperature was cold, bumping into one place, both of them were exposed. got a different look.
Yu Yi covered Song Pian with half of her body. Now that the two of them are of similar stature, it would be perfect for them to be in the same place.
Yu Yi moved up her throat, bit Song Pian's chin, and stroked the tip of her tongue from her chin. Song Pian's lips were slightly opened, and Yu Yi could smell some alcohol, not too bad, with some bamboo fragrance.
Yu Yi also felt like he had been drinking, and his whole body became hot.
At this moment, Song Pian asked, "Where's the kitten?"
Yu Yi stepped back slightly and pointed to the position of her dantian. The dantian was an inch and a half below the navel, and Yu Yi's slender fingers flicked there, pointing to the ambiguity, but both of them knew it well.
With hooks buried in Yu Yi's eyes, her watery red lips curved:
"It's here, does my sister want to see it?"
On the blue tile and white wall of the small courtyard, the bamboo shadow swayed.
The immortal cultivator had clear ears and clear eyes, and the bed was some distance away from the vermilion round window. When Song Pian was lying on the bed, he could hear the rustling sound of bamboo shaking, which was really pleasant to hear.
The body was a little sticky, the joy faded, and a strange laziness spread from the belly. Song Piantao was still satisfied with this affair, she raised her hand, and wanted to use a cleansing technique to deal with the filth, but it was covered up. The person held down the movement and turned to clasp her fingers.
Yu Yi was very close to Song Pian's profile, two similar faces, but very different expressions.
Song Pian's frowning brows had a familiar amorous feelings in the corners of her eyes, which settled in her every subtle movement and controlled her with ease.
Yu Yi is lighter, as charming as wiping smoke, never letting go, but also ambitious and easily out of control. Compared with Song Piantao, she is more dangerous and wanton.
When Yu Yi didn't hide it, the magical aura overflowed from her body, she wrapped her long neck, and grabbed Song Pian's long hair, followed the traces of the long hair winding on her body, licking it a little bit. Aw, monsters are not like people.
Song Piantao's hair was made from the material of a magic weapon. It had always been a dull dark red. At this time, there was no light. Only the hazy moonlight sparsely broke into the room, and was blocked by the curtain. It looks like jet black.
This black ink painted on Song Pian's enchanting white body, it bends obediently, crosses the quivering plump, and stops until the flat belly and draws a slender hickey.
Yu Yi was pulled so far by it, the hair ends timidly resting on the edge of the valley, making a small curl, Yu Yi thought it was cute, couldn't help hurting it more, causing the lower abdomen under the hair to tighten for a while.
Yu Yi gave a low laugh twice, and his snort made the tail of the poor and lovely hair tremble slightly.
The flower juice trembled a little, dripping on the roots of the plump legs.
"It's not over yet." Yu Yi straightened her upper body, her exquisite curves were unobstructed, she didn't hesitate to show it to Song Piantao, and then shook the unfading storage bracelet on her wrist towards Song Piantao.
The storage bracelet was as beautiful as a precious collar, and Yu Yi was a monster who wore a pet ring obediently, but was wild but not exhausted.
The monster took out a piece of milky white and translucent Chengguang jade from his collar. Chengguang jade was a jade material of the earth grade, and Yu Yi often used it for refining.
Chengguang jade is extremely sensitive to temperature, and its color will change between milky white and transparent with the temperature change. Yu Yi is very skilled in playing with the material, and when his mind moves, a strip of jade that was originally long and rectangular was peeled off several layers and molded into a Sleek appearance, shaped like a jade pestle.
"What are you doing?" Song Pian lay on her side, raised her head and asked Yu Yi, her tone puzzled.
Yu Yi's gaze swept across the graceful curve she showed by lying on her side, fixed on the slender waist, and she was willing to go down after a long while.
She took advantage of the situation to lie on the soft pillow beside Song Piantao, her eyes were looking directly at Song Piantai's, the tip of her nose was rubbing against Song Piantai's, affectionately and eagerly, while her hand was holding the jade pestle, rubbing it from her waistline, all the way down.
Song Pian understood immediately.
"you… "
"Isn't it possible?" Yu Yi's eyes filled with water, and she asked with a smile, but she didn't give Song Pian any room to refuse.
The milky white pestle was gently sent, and it squeezed out a lot of spring water from the richness. A few drops splashed on Yu Yi's fingers, and more were wrapped around the pestle.
The pounding pestle, which was originally dry and moist, was soaked all over after going in and out three or two times.
Yu Yi patted her tight waist and crotch, her tone almost commanding:
"Don't be so tight."
Song Pian stomped on her legs for no apparent reason, throwing Jin's quilt out of the shallow wind and waves, and she glared at Yu Yi in embarrassment. Yu Yi was not afraid of her at this time, she raised her eyebrows and looked back, the corners of her lips smirking.
Gurgle.
I ate it all.
The thick juice was drenched in water, and every time I brought it out, there would be a puddle of water under the buttocks. If the moonlight could come in, it would definitely sparkle. But at this time, Yu Yi had no time to pay attention to Wang Chunshui.
She looked closer, and sure enough, Chengguangyu was almost transparent.
Yu Yi's nose was about to touch the pestle, and she was fascinated.
Both of them had consciousness in their bodies, Song Pian looked at her like this, and felt her breath blowing, her whole body was red, but when she wanted to put away her legs, she was blocked by Yu Yi's hand.
She not only blocks, but also does other tricks.
The pestle was still stuck outside, Yu Yi reached out and brushed it, and the round jade turned into a cluster of tiny flowers.
The petals are all transparent and clearly jade, but at this time they are like crystal clear ice flowers. Four or five small flowers are gathered together, and then they are grouped into larger flowers, which are beautiful and cute. It rubbed against Song Piantao and shook, contaminated with the flower juice she sent, and it seemed to melt under Song Piantao's body temperature.
Yu Yi was obviously very satisfied with her masterpiece, she admired the flower that bloomed from Song Pian's body.
The flowers are too prosperous, so there is no room for Yu Yi to do it. She had to control the action of the pestle with her mind, and smashed deeper and thicker flower juice.
The flower branches trembled, the Chengguang jade flower was petite and pitiful, and many petals fell off and turned milky white, and the jade chips flew everywhere.
Some fell on the water under Song Piantao, like pear blossoms in spring water. There was some stickiness at the roots of Song Pian's legs, so Yu Yi couldn't tell which one was whiter and more transparent.
Yu Yi's fingertips smeared a piece of jade petal and handed it to Song Pian to see:
"Like it."
Song Pian glanced at her weakly, with a lazy style that is rarely seen on weekdays.
Yu Yi was fascinated, holding the jade scraps in her arms and bowing her head to kiss.
Song Piantao didn't push back, but when the kiss fell, the positions of the two of them instantly collapsed.
Yu Yi opened her eyes and looked at Song Pian on her body.
Song Pianjiao still closed her eyes, and couldn't see any difference. Her eyes were red, which was the color she made. Yu Yi's breathing was hot, but she stopped and opened her eyes slightly.
Under her, the Chengguang Jade Flower quickly closed and returned to its original shape, then grew a finger-length, and it looked almost the same as the half wrapped by Song Pian-
Song Piantao ended the kiss, slowly opened her eyes, her body sank towards Yu Yi, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled:
"It's time for my Yu Yi to have a taste."
The taste of being held to the extreme.
The pounding pestle that measured the distance between the two disappeared slowly, slowly, and bit by bit, and was eaten cleanly, swallowed, and entered into the stomach.
The soft meat was wet and sticking to one place, and it was slippery.
The two spring waters meet, and it becomes more and more intense.
The faces and figures are like twins, holding the same Chengguang pestle, showing almost the same mood.
Grinding, sending lightly, collecting, shrinking.
Gurgle.
"Is my sister still angry?"
After everything was over, Yu Yi nestled in the quilt, yawned, eyes half-open, and muttered.
Song Piantao trimmed her hair, and Quan Dang answered silently.
Yu Yi said, "Can I turn back and be angry with my sister?"
Song Pian was stunned, but she didn't deny it, but thought for a while: "Is there something I'm not doing well?"
Yu Yi shook his head and nodded again.
Song Piantao never did anything wrong, she just concealed something.
Yu Yi has always been a stingy person, she can't accept Song Piangan's concealment, even if those people in those three worlds are also her. She longed for Song Piantao's past, and could not wait to see it clearly, but she knew how disgusting she was, so she tried her best to restrain her instincts—
Fortunately, Song Piangan's past is not in this world, and it is not within his own power, otherwise Yu Yi would be very worried about whether she would be able to ban her.
At this moment, it seemed that there was nothing that could not be revealed in front of Song Piantao, Yu Yi pressed her chin against the soft quilt, and recounted several of her dreams.
"... So, why do we meet again and again? Sister, why didn't you mention them to me?" Yu Yi paused, "Also, sister, did you know that I exist in this world?"
Song Piantao didn't know how to answer for a while. Yes, the existence of 09 has brought a lot of influence to her, and even let her see 01 in reality. Her consciousness is recovering, but she did not expect Qinglu to experience this with her. After seeing the first few dungeons .
Yu Yi was still quietly waiting for her answer. Song Pian opened her mouth and answered her last question first:
"Yes, I know you will be here." Because we came together, we are companions, partners, and lovers.
The last half of the sentence was swallowed by Song Pian. She still didn't know whether it would cause a series of uncontrollable changes if the sub-consciousness input in the small world was related to fast crossing.
When it comes to matters related to Qinglu, she always handles it conservatively and does not dare to rashly advance.
"Great."
Um? Song Pian's gaze fell back to Yu Yi's face.
In front of Song Piantao, Yu Yi showed a really happy smile:
"Sister, I like you so much."
I really like Song Piantao like this, Song Piantao who will come to this world and accompany her all the time.
Yu Yi buried her head in Song Pian's arms and rubbed it fondly.
Song Piantao felt warm at first, but when she found out that Yu Yi couldn't open her eyes, she was trapped as a kitten, and she felt cute again.
But when she thought about it, she realized something was wrong:
"Why are you so sleepy?"
This is the world of cultivating the immortals, how can there be a monk who is sleepy for no reason.
Yu Yi tried her best to open her eyes, but before she could speak, she yawned again.
"Just now after the calamity was over, Manzhi passed the Fengyin to me, saying that I have a high cultivation base now, she has someone to succeed her, and the queen will be replaced by me."
"After recognizing the master, I should have fallen asleep and merged with the phoenix seal, thinking that my sister is still waiting for me..."
As he said that, Yu Yi burrowed deeper into Song Pian's arms, and the words behind him were muttering, and he couldn't hear what it was, like a small beast humming.
Feng Yin? Before Song Pianjiao had time to see what was going to come out of this development, she saw Yu Yi tilted her head and fell asleep completely.
Song Pian burst into laughter, and at the same time put down his heart, and covered the quilt for Yu Yi, who was sleeping and fused with magic tools.
Before the smile disappeared from her face, it stopped in the next instant, her eyes flickered, and she suddenly looked out the window, holding it firmly.
The clouds stopped, the wind stopped, the bamboo shadows solidified, the moonlight was solitary and cold, and the whole world seemed to have been pressed the still button.
Song Pian stepped out of the small courtyard, and felt that the air around her was heavy.
Under the moon stood a tall and lonely figure, Song Pian took a deep breath.
She never thought that the person who came was her. In other words, when she sensed the breath of 01 outside the window and saw the person coming with her divine sense, she still did not dare to confirm it.
"Chu Feng."
After this voice was called out, Song Pian's eyes were no longer wavered, but he became firm again, and even showed his usual smile:
"Or do you like being called 01?"
01's long eyebrows seemed to have been soaked in the cold moon, her tone was indifferent, and through Chu Feng's body, she showed a more indifferent expression than Chu Feng:
"You don't have to confuse me and the inhabitants of this world. Although she and Manzhi had an anchor point in their bodies when they were created, they have nothing to do with the fast-paced game other than the 'in use' state. ."
This passage gave too many information points, Song Pian flashed the words "anchor point" and "in use" in his mind, and confirmed:
"They are like Yu Yi. They don't remember everything about Kuai Chuan, but Kuai Chuan occasionally 'borrows' their bodies."
01 nodded, and he was always taciturn and explained:
"You can think of them as an instrument. The 'virus' of the fast-passing bureau was implanted in the early stage of construction. We only need to implant the operating conditions of the fast-passing bureau at the required time, activate the 'virus', and control the instrument itself ."
"Is it a remnant?"
"Yes."
Song Piantao understood that the aura she sensed on the ruined tablet was the so-called running condition.
Song Pian thought of Manzhi, and after getting the remnant tablet, she gave the phoenix seal to Yu Yi's Manzhi.
This time, without waiting for her to ask, 01 said:
"Similarly, 09 is activated on Manzhi."
Song Pian's eyes were fixed on 01, and his tone was calm:
"What is your purpose?"
01 Leaning over, Song Piantao saw a cruel and ruthless light in her eyes.
"For your final mission. Your mission is—"
"Kill the queen, tonight."
"Complete this task, I will wait for you in the fast crossing."
When Yu Yi woke up, the night was coming to an end, and the sky was foggy and light and fluffy.
Song Pian was not by his side, Yu Yi put on a long gown and followed her divine sense to find it. She slept very well that night, and her bones were languid.
She had one more thing to tell Song Pian - it should be said that it was a surprise brought to her by the light spots attached to the lotus.
Yu Yi found Song Piantao by the Zijin Bamboo Forest.
She walked past the white wildflowers, avoiding them slightly so as not to knock off the crystal morning dew on the flowers, and came to Song Piantao's side:
"Sister, I dreamed that my mother was kissing, and my father."
Song Pian looked sideways at her, and there seemed to be something in her eyes that she couldn't understand, but it quickly dissipated, and said:
"Um?"
Yu Yi put the previous abnormality aside and smiled:
"My mother told me in a dream that she and her father went to another world to live a good life."
Yu Yi finally realized it in her dream. In the sea of rage, the last thing her mother said to her was—
Don't be sad, just live.
Only then did she believe what Chu Feng meant by "Qianling said she would die". In fact, her parents didn't really die, they just left the world she was in.
Yu Yi told Song Piantao all this, and Song Piantao raised her eyebrows and smiled, her face unbelievably gentle under the soft light of dawn:
"In this way, you can also be relieved."
Yu Yi couldn't take her eyes off of Song Piantao like this, but she was keenly aware of something, and she put it away and said with joy:
"Sister, are you not happy?"
Song Pian didn't answer, leaned over and reached out to caress Yu Yi's side cheek.
Her palm was a little cold, and Yu Yi looked at Song Pian without blinking.
Song Piantao is still so gentle, with an indelible tenderness, especially when he whispers, casually saying anything, it is like a love story:
"Yu Yi, are you willing to... die in my hands?"
She asked herself in a pleading tone.
The sound of wind swept past his ears, and Yu Yi's temples swayed.
After a moment of daze, she nodded without hesitation:
"Yes." Yu Yi curled her lips, put her hand on the back of Song Pian's hand, her eyes were bright, "I have sister to accompany me, why don't I want to."
Press the pause button at this time, and you don't have to worry about the future ups and downs, the concealment, the experience of birth, old age, sickness and death, and parting in the world. Just thinking about it makes you feel happy.
Die in Song Piantao's hands, and let herself completely belong to her.
And Song Piantao, as his puppet, would stop breathing when he died, so he couldn't live alone for even a second.
She could not ask for it.
Song Piantao looked at Yu Yi's bright eyes and the genuine smile on her face, and was speechless for a while.
After Chu Feng left the final mission and left, Song Piangao sat here for an hour. She measured the consequences and development of the mission failure, or whether she wanted to inform Qinglu...
But she never thought that facing this question, Yu Yi readily agreed, even willingly.
"When will my elder sister kill me?" Yu Yi stood in front of her and asked eagerly.
Song Piantao heard a bit of urgency, and couldn't help but wonder if she thought too much, or if this little brat was really badly taught by herself.
But... She looked at the sun that was about to break, and knew that it was too late. After putting aside her concerns about Yu Yi, Song Pianjiao quickly made up her mind, and she said sternly:
"Don't you want to know where I come from? I can tell you now that I come from an organization called Kuaichuan, and you are also a Kuaichuan."
Before Chu Feng left, Song Pianjiao asked her if she could inform Yu Yi of the existence of Kuai Chuan.
"We are companions and lovers."
Song Piantao told Yu Yi about the existence of the Kuai Chuan Bureau, her identity and her memory loss, and finally she said:
"Although I have no memory, after you dismantled System 09, I remembered what 01 looked like in reality. This was a plot, even a conspiracy."
Yu Yi accepted so many unimaginable news in a short period of time, and said slowly:
"So... I actually come from somewhere else?"
"Yes, you are also a member of the Kuai Chuan Bureau." Song Pian said, "Although we complete tasks in different ways, we are not systems, and the so-called 'new humans' is just a pretense, I guess... Our truth The identity should be about the same."
Song Pian patted Yu Yi's head lightly, and said solemnly:
"We're all people who walked into this bureau."
"Then... how to break the game?"
Song Piantao looked at Yu Yi who was pulling at the corner of her clothes in front of her, and hugged her gently, with infinite pity in her heart. Not only for Qinglu, but also for Yu Yi.
For Qinglu, it was because Song Pian was still able to preserve the main consciousness, and always used a clear brain to complete each task, but Qinglu was treated as a blank sheet of paper, allowing the world created by Kuaichuan to be freely depicted, although he could preserve his character. , but inevitably experience the taste of life.
To Yu Yi, it was because he was about to kill her.
Song Pian kissed her forehead, her tone lighter than morning mist:
"01 said that after I succeeded in my mission and returned to the fast-paced game, she would meet me, and we would be one step closer to the truth."
"And what you're going to do..." Song Piantao said here, unable to continue.
Yu Yi helped her connect: "What I want to do is to be killed by my sister."
"It's okay, sister." Instead, Yu Yi came to comfort her, "I'm willing to do whatever you want to me."
Yu Yi got out of her arms, took the seven-star double phoenix saber that Song Piantao had abandoned in person, handed it to Song Piantao, and looked at Song Piantao with a smile.
The morning light is dim.
Song Piantao finally kissed Yu Yi's forehead.
slap, slap.
At the end of the night, a red bead splashed onto the white wildflowers.
The wind blew through the purple-gold bamboo forest, and the bamboo shadows swept across a pair of silent people, leaving the black and red robes entangled in one place.
The horizon was covered with pink orange and golden yellow, and they sat against each other, sitting in the Red Sea, reflecting the bright early sun.
Song Piantao woke up from the quick pass.
She saw 09 as soon as she opened her eyes, but she didn't have the strength to talk to 09 for the time being.
The feeling of putting the sharp blade into Yu Yi's body still lingered in Song Pian's palm, causing her hand to curl up suddenly.
09 leaned beside her bed, as if she knew what happened, didn't dare to act like a spoiled child, and reported the result of the task in a low voice:
"Your mission was a complete success, and the degree of completion is still S-rank."
"Also... The results of the query submitted to the data department have come out, and now I will give you feedback."
"The world where mission officer 'Jian Yixin' appears, there are only three that you have experienced after your amnesia, including the fourth high-force world that is in progress."
Hearing this, Song Pian finally looked up at 09.
09 Seeing the atmosphere, I dare not come out, and my eyes are almost scared.
Why is it so scary.
When she was about to cry in fear, she saw her host say word by word:
"Inquiry task officer, Song Pian."
Song Piantao said these words, and saw that 09 seemed to be a series of chaotic data streams, her figure flickered erratically a few times, and suddenly disappeared in front of her eyes.
Song Pian took a deep breath. What does this mean? It seems that I don't have to wait for the long query process, and the generation of exceptions is the most concise and clear answer.
She got off the bed, stood up, straightened her sleeves, and went to find 01. Although Song Piantao didn't know the exact location of 01, she didn't want to wait there.
Fortunately, just as she was about to open the door, 01 appeared beside her.
It was the first time Song Piantai saw 01 as a system image, which was not the same as 01 herself, but similar in appearance and style to 09.
01 said indifferently: "Good afternoon."
"good afternoon."
Song Pian went straight to the point and pointed to himself:
"I'm Song Pianjiao."
01 was silent for a while, and simply replied:
"Yes."
"I've seen your image in the small world, and I guess we've met in reality." Song Pian said calmly, pressing forward quietly, "It's not about going through the game quickly, but the real reality."
"It's well constructed here - it should be said, this virtual world, or even here may be a game, and we are all players - I don't have much contact with the ninth art, and I don't know much about it. This is my speculation, what do you think?"
01 Calm and composure, he didn't seem to have any self-consciousness to be questioned, and answered rigorously:
"There are some mistakes, but it's still close."
"Errors and omissions." Song Piantao chewed these two words, his eyes fell on 01 again, and smiled lightly, "You are not a player, you are the creator of this game."
01 finally showed a different look:
"why would you say so?"
"When you gave me the final mission."
Speaking of this, Song Pian's eyes turned cold. She thought of the lover she killed with her own hands, which was obviously not something that would make people happy. Even if Yu Yi showed no concern or even joy, to Song Pianjiao, this was still a proof that she had not protected Yu Yi well.
She has a strong desire to protect her own people, and now what she wants to protect is Qinglu, no matter which Qinglu it is.
Qinglu was still waiting for him, waiting for her to take her out of the bottomless vortex of the Kuaichuan Bureau.
Thinking of this, Song Pianjiao's words became more and more powerful:
"You are indifferent or even cold-blooded. You never show any other emotions to me. You only talk about building a 'virus' in the dungeon residents and triggering the runtime."
"It's a display of the creator's pride and inability to help his work, and you're showing it off."
01 Suddenly, he took a deep look at Song Pian:
"Your reasoning is excellent, but maybe a little bit unclear - the game is mine, it's not me who got you into it."
01 breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really tiring to play against you, and as she said, you can't be underestimated."
Song Pian clenched her hands tightly, as if they were still stained with her lover's blood. She leaned forward and asked the question she wanted to know most:
"who is she?"
Not 01, who else would it be? Hidden behind the gigantic scam of the Kuaichuan Bureau and the system, who created all this and forced her to kill Qinglu herself, who is it
A faint smile flashed across 01's eyes, as if expecting a good show to climax. She spat out that name without hesitation—
"She is Qinglu."