"All my life, I have resisted the destiny, resisted fate, and risked the evil of the world. I will be hacked into pieces, and I will die a hundred times without regret." The voice reverberated for a while, "And you, Sheng Xiao, what are you doing for?"
Xuan Ji had just plunged into the formation, before the end, there was a fog in front of him, he could only vaguely feel that Sheng Lingyuan was nearby, but he couldn't see anyone, and he didn't hear his answer, so he was struck by these words first.
Sheng Lingyuan knew since he was a child that he was the heir of the human race. In the era of rampant monsters, the fugitive little prince was the last hope of the people. He was a sacred totem and symbol. As long as he was human and had blood, he was willing to die for him. But he is not the cold Jade Seal of Chuanguo.
Xuan Ji knew that when he was young, he had a stone tablet in his heart, where all the flesh and blood who had stood up to him were buried there. He urged Aluojin to take the whole witch clan to follow him, not only by Danli's plan was his own heart—at that time, all the vows and promises he made belonged to Chicheng.
But this was before the Heavenly Demon Sword was broken, so... what about after
The matter of breaking the sword was a coercion and a conspiracy. It can be said that Dan Li succeeded in his calculations, or it can be said that the young emperor has not yet fully fledged and has not yet grasped the power to control the world.
But in the final analysis, it was the betrayal of him by the human race.
And then, in the process of repairing the Heavenly Demon Sword, the ugly truths came out one after another—he was a Heavenly Demon, a sacrifice, and a tool that was abandoned by his biological mother before he was born.
He wasn't even a "person".
The heavenly demon is also a demon, and the source of Sheng Lingyuan's power is also Chi Yuan. Once Chi Yuan is dead, I know what will happen to him. And after he learned all the truth and lost everything that could be lost, why was he willing to cut his blood, abandon all five senses, shoulder the responsibility of the Emperor alone, and bury himself alive in the cold Duling Palace
This is totally against human nature.
Wouldn't he be resentful and unwilling? Is there no such function
Is he an unselfish, heartless god
The voice in the formation laughed and said: "You don't do anything, you don't dare to admit that the damage to the Heavenly Demon Sword is not worth it at all! Therefore, you have to find a high-sounding 'righteousness' excuse for him. How do you say it?" What? There are too many words, such as "focus on the overall situation", "build a life for the people", "endure the humiliation and bear the burden, and die for the world"... How awe-inspiring. Sheng Xiao, I am used to deceiving myself and others, you poke your eyes, You are blindly believing, so you are still alive? It’s not as good as the stone statues in the temple, how pitiful.”
Goosebumps popped up on Xuan Ji's back. He suddenly remembered that when A Luojin was dying in Dongchuan, he once said a word as if he had suddenly realized-"Brother Lingyuan, you are actually the same as me".
A demon who can hear gloomy sacrificial words must be able to resonate with the sacrificer. Those who can be awakened by the sacrificial rites should be the same as A Luojin, King Weiyu...even the shadow man in Qingping Town, who hate this peaceful world and want to attract Chiyuan Fire to burn everything back to the time before the unification of the human race. look.
Was it really an accident that Sheng Lingyuan was awakened by the gloomy sacrificial rite
He returned to his body in the witch man's grave, recalling all the things in his life, and facing the imminent Chi Yuanhuo, what was his plan in his heart
At that time, he seemed to be both good and evil, and he was inseparable from the alien control bureau... Is he really on the side of the human race
Two possibilities: Either, Sheng Lingyuan might have wanted to let Chiyuan burn and kill other demons at all, just to monopolize Chiyuan's power like the demon king back then.
Either he was in a life-and-death situation, and the big dream of self-deception three thousand years ago has not yet awakened, so that when he opened his eyes, he still subconsciously ignored his own wishes, and when he saw the human race living in peace, he instinctively gave a fake smile of relief, like himself Like a puppet who had set a good program for himself, he was passively resurrected, and passively offered his body as a sacrifice again, to avenge this calamity for the human race, and die back to Chiyuan!
Xuan Ji suddenly found that no matter what Sheng Lingyuan's true thoughts were at that time, it made people shudder.
Because no matter what kind of thought he had in his heart, when he knew that the Heavenly Demon Sword Spirit was not dead, and became the last firekeeper of Chiyuan, with only the last Suzaku bone left, there was only one way left for him. .
In the mist of the formation, only the maniacal laughter of the formation leader floated back and forth, but Xuan Ji still couldn't hear Sheng Lingyuan's answer.
He probably has nothing to say.
His birth was carefully designed, and his wish came from others' deliberate indoctrination. Ideals are like jokes, and true feelings are pre-made cages.
The first half of his life was a deception he believed to be true, and the second half of his life was a deceitful lie.
Aluojin asked him, "Are you going to have a good day in your life?" Aluojin was wrong and asked too much of him.
The emperor has lived and died for three thousand years, does he really know what "happy" is
The flames on Xuanji's wings rose rapidly, and Gui Yi immediately sensed the foreign intruders. For a while, hundreds of swords appeared out of nowhere in the air, and they rolled towards him, making people think of the tomb of the mountain king in the South China Sea. The corpse of a child who turned into a blade!
Xuan Ji was too lazy to hide, with a "crack" in his hand, a few coins flew out by themselves, turning into a few shadows in the air, flicking away the approaching swords imperviously, looking for Sheng Lingyuan in a hurry.
I saw a bunch of flowers and leaves attached to a large black mist in the formation. The black mist condensed into a cocoon, and the flowers and leaves adhering to it sucked magic energy like leeches.
Back then, in the "Return to the Formation" of the Demon King's Palace, there were countless ancient sky demons who were devoured by the Demon King.
And in this "return to a burst", like King Weiyu, he can create wind, swords and rain out of nothing, and he can also be as fearless as the shadow people in Qingping Town... It seems that it swallows all the demons summoned by the gloomy festival same!
Xuan Ji flew towards the cocoon formed by the black mist: "Lingyuan!"
Everywhere away from the fire, the demonic energy dissipated, and the black mist and the flowers and leaves attached to it quickly dispersed, but there was no one in the "cocoon"—Sheng Lingyuan escaped at some point.
A voice in Guizhou said, "A new customer has arrived... Sheng Xiao, your jailer has come to look for you, why are you still hiding?"
It was only then that Xuan Ji realized that he didn't see Sheng Lingyuan, it wasn't because of this return - he himself had hidden himself in some way, and the leader of the formation was also looking for him.
Because of the inherent limitations of the human race, in order to fight against other races in the war, they can only work hard on spells and magic circles. They are unique in these two aspects. The Human Emperor has a deeper attainment in formations. Xuan Ji can vaguely feel Sheng Lingyuan's position Constantly changing, it seems to be dismantling this formation.
Xuan Ji managed to regain his composure: "You can pretend to be the demon king by copying it for a while. You are a bad guy in a valley, why don't you engage in telecom fraud?"
While speaking, he landed on the root of the big tree protruding from the ground, and the flames under his feet shot out all the way. Zhiyang's Lihuo cleared the mist in the array, swallowed the trunk, and the surrounding immediately turned into a sea of flames. Just like the Chiyuan where the fire was raging...
and many more!
Xuan Ji seemed to have sensed something, turned his head suddenly, and found that the surrounding scene had changed at some point, he himself was soaking in the sea of fire, this is not the lobby on the first floor of the Different Control Bureau, it was clearly Chi Yuan—the Chi Yuan that was still burning back then. deep.
Suddenly, there was a mournful bird song from somewhere, Xuan Ji followed the sound and raised his head, his pupils were sharply shrunk by the flames, and he saw a figure leaping down from the high cliffs on both sides of Chiyuan.
The man turned into a ball of fire when he fell into the air, hitting the hard shell on the surface of the magma like a meteor. Seeing this situation, Xuan Ji's liver and gallbladder are still torn.
His reason was burnt to ashes in an instant, and he rushed towards that person without thinking.
Three thousand years ago, Xuan Ji had no body, and although he was close at hand, his hands passed through Sheng Lingyuan's body in vain, watching him being repeatedly swallowed by the magma and thrown up.
This time, he finally caught the man.
The person in his arms was burnt by Chi Yuan's fire, all the bones seemed to be out of place, and the charred flesh stuck to it, and he opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something.
Xuan Ji caged Sheng Lingyuan in front of her body, her hands were not enough, and she had to add wings, wishing she could flatten herself and turn herself into a barrier...
At this time, he heard the person in his arms say softly: "Have you tasted the pears and honey of the witch tribe... have you tasted their horror?"
Xuan Ji was shocked, and the next moment, his chest felt cold, and the "hand" wrapped around him by the "person" in his arms wrapped around his back, stretched out from the gap between the wings, and pierced his heart.
The "hand" turned into a bunch of vines, stirring in his chest and abdomen, and then tightly grasped his spine.
"Ah," Gui's voice sounded like a sigh, "Suzaku's bone, it's so hot."
Xuan Ji's hands suddenly lost strength, and immediately after, the illusion of Chi Yuan around him was shattered, and he was thrown into the air—the tree vines pierced his back, came out of his chest, and then penetrated into his dantian and throat, like threading needles back and forth , "sewn" him there.
The bright red wing feathers fell like snowflakes, Xuan Ji's face was blank, and his wings fluttered like a dying bird.
All this happened in an instant, and it was too late for people to react.
"The last firekeeper..." Gui's voice didn't finish sighing for a while, and a figure wrapped in black mist rushed up, frantically pulling the demon vine that was "sewn" on Xuan Ji's body.
A white shadow showed its appearance, and gave a soft "huh": "I caught you, His Majesty the Emperor."
Numerous tiny branches protruded from the roots of the tree, snake-like, and approached Sheng Lingyuan quickly, but at this moment, a ball of fire suddenly burst out under Bai Ying's feet.
A voice said, "Got you, scumbag."
"Varied… "
Xuan Ji suddenly appeared from behind the white shadow, and at the same time, the "Xuan Ji" who was nailed to death in mid-air by the tree vines melted from the beginning, and finally turned into a steel coin, which rolled down with a splash and flew back In Xuan Ji's hand, it turned into a chain, tightly binding Bai Ying who was trying to break free from the ring of fire.
And the black mist around "Sheng Lingyuan", who had just desperately tore the vines, dissipated, and there was no one inside - it was still just a phantom condensed by demonic energy.
"I want you to remember one thing," Xuan Ji gritted her teeth and tightened the chain, saying each word, "Dad has 'died' thirty-five times, and never—fall, pass, hair!"
I only heard someone shouting in a low voice: "Break."
Sheng Lingyuan, who had disappeared for a long time, locked the eye of the formation the moment Bai Ying was trapped by Xuan Ji, and the black mist condensed into a long sword like a thin needle in his hand, and passed through the eye of the formation.
Gui turned upside down for a while, the huge tree roots rolled, countless bricks and tiles in the building of the Alien Control Bureau fell down, and the smoke cleared away quickly, revealing the blood-red inferior servants bowing on the roots.
The Black Mist Sword in Sheng Lingyuan's hand continued unabated, and at the same time, a thunderbolt struck from the roof of the broken building, hitting the center of the big tree, and the rain poured down.
"Perfect tacit understanding!" Xuan Ji blew an out-of-tune whistle amidst the noise of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, and asked Sheng Lingyuan at the top of his voice, "Would you like to 'swear to each other' with me?"
Sheng Lingyuan refused to roar like him, Xuan Ji couldn't hear his voice, but could only see his mouth shape clearly.
Very simple and easy to understand, His Majesty just said: "Go away."