He didn't mean to joke at all, and it wasn't a threat at all, he was stating a fact, a condition he threw out.
For a while, no one really dared to evacuate, so he had to bite the bullet, and even if he was afraid, he closed his eyes and focused his energy.
Kilometers—hundred meters…
close...
boom!
The waves hit, the eardrums trembled, the sky and the earth beat drums, as if hundreds of millions of people were throwing hammers, and the sun and the moon were shattered in this huge wave. Stepping on Xianjun's smooth arm, the blue veins were violent, and the silver teeth were bitten off.
Behind him, Chu nightning came to the intersection of the life and death gate of time and space, and patted Xue Meng, who had been struggling to maintain Wan Tao's return.
Xue Meng turned back and had a very calm face.
Although the corners of his eyes were a little wrinkled, when he looked at Chu Wanning, his expression was still the same as when he was a teenager.
"Master."
Chu nightning looked at him: "I'm here."
I saw a blue light, and the nine songs appeared in the world. Chu nightning stood in the wind, and the strings were loud. At that time, the edge of the door of life and death was healed from the four seas and the eight wastes at an amazing speed visible to the naked eye.
"Go back," he said to everyone while playing the piano, "Go behind me."
There is no need to repeat the matter of escaping, but this time, most people, even some people who used to be greedy for life and fear of death, did not rush to each other. Some people helped their seriously injured companions, some people carried some wounded people who had probably never even seen them, and walked slowly back.
The edge of the crack at the gate of life and death in time and space is near the Kunlun Mountain. When they walked to the Kunlun Mountain Road, many people stopped retreating.
They stood there, watching the figure of Chu nightning standing in front of the snowy field, with wide sleeves flying, and the sound of the piano continued...
Who said that cultivating immortals is to gain immortality for ten thousand years and possess the power to destroy heaven and earth
Even if some people live for 10,000 years, they are but a stubborn rock. Even if some people only hurriedly walk through the world, they leave behind a bright flower all the way.
For example, at this moment, in front of the gate of life and death in time and space, isn't there an immortal who, with his flesh and blood and ten fingers of Sanskrit, crosses this red dust and proves his own immortal way
Snow gradually fell from the sky and fell on his shoulders.
Someone noticed something and was taken aback: "Huh? This is not snow..."
It was the Yan Emperor Shenmu of the East Pole Sea who was perceived. The ancient Begonia plant at the beginning of Hongmeng bloomed. It was different from other flower species and exuded an extremely fragrant fragrance. The snow-like crystal petals fluttered from the end of the world all over the world.
The petals are raised, the clouds are swept away, and the light-colored hair is like a stream of stars, flocking to the edge of the gate of life and death in time and space, helping the healing of the world...
Among the flying petals, many monks remembered a legend: the last time when the heavens and the earth fell, it was Shennong who planted the Yandi Shenmu and rescued the scattered world. Time turns, until now, Fuxi has passed away, Nuwa has fallen asleep, and Emperor Yan has disappeared, but the sacred tree is always there.
The body is a dying tree, and it is still in the blue sky of Kyushu.
Seeing that the cracks in time and space are getting smaller and smaller, Ta Xianjun glanced back and said to the people around him: "Retract. Before the door of life and death is closed, be quick and go back."
Not everyone evacuated immediately, but some people expressed their support, and some said they wanted to fight until the last moment.
Who doesn't have the blood of heroes in their bones
Even if it is buried in the depths of my heart by time and life, there will always be a day of boiling and splashing.
Ta Xianjun laughed angrily: "I told you not to come, and let you not leave, so I'm trying to find anger for this seat, right? Get out of here!"
Those talents began to withdraw one after another.
Suddenly a trembling voice was heard: "Emperor... how about you..."
Ta Xianjun was stunned for a moment, then turned his head slowly. Seeing the world-destroying rain, an old man hunched over in the distance, looking at himself.
"... Mr. Liu?"
Perhaps it was dazzling, but he actually felt that the old man's eyes looking at him were wrapped in inexplicable compassion and pity. Like a father watching his child.
It's ridiculous.
With the ten thousand courage of that old slave, this old fellow should not dare to treat the tyrannical and ferocious Emperor Treading Immortal as his own child. However, at this time, Ta Xianjun suddenly remembered vaguely that the old guy had just lost his son in the war during the year he entered his imperial palace to serve.
If that kid was still alive, he should be about his age.
Step Xianjun closed his eyes and said: "This seat is so capable, so naturally the last one to leave. You don't have to worry about it."
"Emperor..."
"Let's go." Step Xianjun turned his eyes away from the old man, "Go to another world."
"… "
"Maybe in that world, your son isn't dead yet." He grinned suddenly, revealing sharp canine teeth and deep dimples, "Get out of here, Lao Liu. Be with him."
The gate of life and death in time and space is constantly shrinking, and the people in front of the Xuanwu Barrier are also retreating in turn. Each time a guard is removed, the greater the force that the Step Immortal Monarch will exert on the Xuanwu Barrier, until there are only a hundred people left. , the vast sea in front of you has another wave of shocking waves, approaching from the distant horizon.
Stepping Xianjun narrowed his eyes, and after estimating, he said sharply: "Everyone will stop and pass the gate of life and death."
At this time, the space-time crack has shrunk to the height and width of an ordinary gate. Seeing that a new round of huge waves is coming, the remaining monks finally withdrew their hands, passed through the crack one by one, returned to another world, and returned to the Kunlun Snowfield. .
However, the speed of the giant wave was too fast, and before most people had time to cross the boundary, the wave had already slammed on the Xuanwu Barrier.
At this time, the enchantment only relied on the support of Teng Xianjun. Rao is that his talent is superior. At this time, the force is overwhelming, and he can't help but snort, and his face shows a painful color.
The big waves are like the wind in Yuzhang, the whales are breaking the waves, and there seems to be a dragon girl dancing in the depths of the ocean, and the ground is shaking.
Someone hesitated to turn around at the intersection of the gate of life and death: "Master Mo..."
When Ta Xianjun heard this title, he suddenly became angry, and he yelled: "Mo, how big! Go away? Go go!"
The other party didn't know where he touched his sore spot, so he didn't dare to say a word, and lowered his head to cross the threshold of life and death. The remaining monks also followed one by one, and the gate of life and death also shrunk. However, the Xuanwu enchantment was on the verge of being broken by this time, and stepping back from Xianjun, saw that there were still more than ten monks who had not had time to enter. He couldn't help scolding, the scarred hands continued to cover the enchantment membrane, and the muscles and veins appeared on the back of the hands.
But he still couldn't hold on.
Although he is the number one fighting force in the human world, in the final analysis, he is nothing but Miao Miao, how can he fight against Hongmeng Heaven and Earth.
Grid rang incessantly.
"The barrier is about to shatter!"
Standing in front of the monstrous flood, Ta Xianjun shouted angrily at those who had not yet evacuated behind him without turning his head.
"Go away!"
There were black blood stains between the lips and teeth, and the two rows of long eyelashes fell. Ta Xianjun glanced at his left foot - it was slowly being eroded and turned into a little bit of ash...
He sneered, not afraid.
He is a living dead recreated by the teacher. As long as the teacher is dead, his body can't support it for too long, and it will soon turn to ashes.
He felt enough to be able to fight against fate this time before the ashes.
only…
Looking back, Chu nightning's figure is blurred after the door of life and death in time and space, the cracks are still shrinking, and the last four or five people are squeezed in. In addition, Xue Meng and the Mei brothers in this era never crossed the line.
The people at the top of life and death couldn't help but move forward, anxiously saying: "Young Master!"
Xue Meng coughed and pointed to himself when he was young: "Your young master is that one, not me."
Young Xue Meng: "..."
"One mountain doesn't allow two tigers. How can there be two Xue Meng in one world? Wouldn't it be a mess." Xue Meng smiled, and the corners of his eyes were faintly wrinkled, "I didn't belong to your world, and I wouldn't be comfortable staying forcibly. Now I can do this for this. The last effort of the two worlds is fulfilled. What's more, I have been tired for too long, and I wanted to rest for a long time."
He turned his back and walked in the direction of the Xuanwu Barrier. At this time, the enchantment was already cracked, and there were cracked holes everywhere.
He walked to Ta Xianjun, looked at the man with a complicated look, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something.
But in the end he couldn't speak.
"Little Lord!"
"Master Xue!"
Behind him is the person at the top of the dead calling him, but so what? Even in this era, his father and mother are gone.
What's more, his life has nothing to do with another world. If he is forced to stay, he doesn't know how to deal with it.
Xue Meng sighed, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck where the blood vessels were throbbing, and suddenly grinned.
As I get older, I feel dizzy and in a trance all the time. However, getting older also has the advantages of being older. For example, when he is dizzy, the world is not dark. Many times he can see Xue Zhengyi's figure and Mrs. Wang's smile.
Many times he can see the three little guys in his youth, surrounded by an immortal in white, shouting: "Master, Master."
These are things that belong to him, and no one can take them away.
"My visit to an old friend is half a ghost..." He drank happily, as if welcoming an old friend. Before everyone could react, he passed through the basalt crack and plunged into the surging tide.
He belongs to this mortal world, even if it is fragmented and the world is scattered, he feels that he should return here.
He didn't feel much pain, in fact, it was like falling asleep in a drunken state.
May I extend Yushou and Duke of Zhou.
Let you hold the wine and return it.
Very happy. He Xue Ziming endured hardships for more than ten years, and finally achieved completeness and liberation.
Everyone was silent, and after a while, all the disciples at the top of the dead fell to their knees, stunned. And the palace people in the Snow Palace seemed to suddenly react to something, and many people's expressions changed suddenly and looked at the Mei brothers.
"Senior brother! Come here, don't stay there..."
"Come back soon...you come back..."
"Oh, I won't come back, I won't come back." Mei Hanxue waved to them from behind the barrier with a bright smile, "One Mei Hanxue can harm half of the beautiful women in the cultivation world. If there are two me in this world , isn't it messed up? In order to sympathize with the girls in this half of the country, I'm leaving, brothers. See you in the rivers and lakes."
Mei Hanxue stood beside his younger brother, looking at the snow-capped Kunlun Mountains that he hadn't seen for a long time, the towering holy mountain of the master's gate, and bowed to Mingyuelou, the head of the master who had long since passed away in his own era: "Disciple Mei Hanxue, farewell master today. Door."
The two seemed to speak easily, but everyone knew that their minds could not be shaken.
Mingyuelou closed his eyes, and a sigh fell into the wind.
The Mei brothers stood by the Xuanwu Barrier, watching the last guardian cultivator squeeze into the crack of the gate of life and death, the younger brother smiled charmingly, the older brother nodded, the heavy responsibility on their shoulders has been completed, and they will live up to their kindness in this life. Live up to friends, live up to the world. Facing the surging torrent, they were actually relieved, and they closed their eyes and plunged into the vast sea - a wave passed, and their figures disappeared like falling plum petals in the water.
So far, all people have either retreated behind the gate of life and death in time and space, or have returned to the boundless vast sea.
At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly disappeared.
Chu nightning raised his eyes, Jiuge turned into a golden light and returned to his blood. On the Kunlun Snowfield, he hunted in white, with his back to the crowd.
For a moment no one knew what he was going to do.
"There is one last crack." Chu Ning said, he turned his face slightly, the wind blew, blowing his soft clothes and dark hair.
"After I leave, you will close it to keep the world safe."
"… "
After a few moments of silence, someone suddenly reacted and shouted: "Grandmaster!!"
"Master Chu!"
Xue Meng was almost standing upright, staggering from the snow in Kunlun: "Master!! Master!!!!!" But the snow road was too slippery, and he ran quickly and suddenly fell to the ground, A pair of black eyes like a small beast looked at Chu Wanning in a panic.
"Master..."
Hearing his voice, Chu nightning turned back.
His dark eyes looked at him from a distance, and finally Chu nightning said: "... I'm sorry."
sorry for what
Xue Meng's pupils shrank in fear, and the Tianling cover seemed to be drilled open, and someone was pouring Hao Xue cold ice into his skull.
sorry for what? ! Sorry for his relationship with Mo Ran? Sorry for the past deception? Still for...
Throat twitched, saliva swallowed.
Still for...
"Don't! Don't go!" Xue Meng finally collapsed. He knelt on the snowy field and cried, "Don't go! Why are you all like this... Why do you want to leave me alone... Why am I the only one left? man!!!"
Tears kept streaming down his blood-stained face, washing out white marks one after another.
The wailing that tore the heart seemed to be dug out with blood from the throat, as if the liver and gallbladder were broken and the flesh was blurred.
"Don't leave me... Come back! Come back!"
He groaned like a beast, and knelt down in the snow, with the snow falling silently around him, as if he had been crushed to pieces by the snow.
Can't stand up again.
"Please... come back..."
What else do I have
Father. Mother. elder brother. friend.
Even the Dragon City was shattered.
come back.
Don't take my last spine.
Master... I beg you...
But Xue Meng didn't know that Chu nightning was dead.
A person, who was placed on the altar, was burdened with a responsibility that was too heavy to breathe because of his too powerful strength.
He looked at his lover in his arms and closed his eyes.
He dismembered the body of his lover with his own hands.
He must draw the sword against the old man.
Only one of these things is enough to hollow out his heart, not to mention that he has experienced it all. He could never look back.
- I did my best to keep you alive.
So now, can you please let me be selfish for a while and let me die with him.
Chu nightning finally stepped into the door of life and death in time and space, from the Kunlun Snow Region, which was about to break the dawn, and returned to the broken world with turbulent torrents.
There, the sky and the earth have no color, and the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas have become oceans.
There is no sun, moon, dawn and dusk, and there is only one person left in the land of Kyushu.
Chu night Ning Baiyi dragged the ground, came behind the man, and hugged him from behind. Afterwards, he lifted up his five fingers, and covered the bruised and dismembered palm of the devastated emperor Ta Xianjun.
Stepping on Xianjun was shocked, and turned back suddenly: "How are you-?!"
Chu nightning smiled, and under the long eyelashes were a pair of soft black phoenix eyes.
"I said it."
"… "
"Hell is too cold, I will sacrifice you."
The warm body embraces the cold body. Treading Xianjun's body has been severely shattered, and almost all of his left leg has been scattered, becoming ashes.
The expression on his face was extremely complicated, he pursed his lips, and finally turned his face away.
"... The most annoying thing in this seat is you, why do you need to accompany you."
However, the heart seemed to burst open, and all that gurgled out of it was tenderness. He knew that there was no more than a corpse, but at this moment he suddenly felt extremely hot.
After a few moments of silence, Ta Xianjun turned around suddenly: "That's right. Actually, there is something. This seat should tell you."
"What is it?"
He raised his head, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Chu Wanning with determination: "Before I tell you, can you tell the truth to this seat first."
"… "
"Do you really hate me like this? You can't bear it, is it just the Mo Zongshi who died in your arms."
After he said these words, his eyes were red with humiliation.
If it weren't for the overturning of the world and the disappearance of life and death, I am afraid that he would never use such a humble tone to seek the answer to this question in his entire life. He asked, only to feel humiliated, and his fingers could not help clenching into fists - but he suddenly found that even the fingertips of his left hand began to desert, and slowly, little by little, turned to gray...
After waiting for a long time, without waiting for Chu Wanning's answer, his fiery heart gradually cooled down.
It was as if the throbbing viscera in the chest had been crushed and turned into plaster.
"Forget it." Ta Xianjun turned his head, "This seat knows the answer. It doesn't matter, this seat also..."
Before he could finish speaking, a pair of warm hands held his cheeks.
Chu nightning looked at his broken and ugly face by Ling, but his eyes were more sincere and warm than ever.
"Are you stupid?"
"… "
"It's all you." Chu nightning hugged him. The Xuanwu barrier flickered and dimmed, and finally went out.
There is only darkness left in the world, and the last wave of river tides came in triumphant arrogance.
"I said that to him too."
Chu nightning embraced the disappearing lover. Before the monstrous flood, when the doomsday collapsed, his expression was calm but his eyes were solemn.
"Whether it's Master Mo, or stepping on Xianjun, it's all you."
The desertification has spread to the arms, and gradually invaded the chest.
Black eyes stared at each other.
Chu nightning said: "I will always be your person."
"Never regret."
Ta Xianjun's expression froze, and he closed his eyes abruptly, and there were faint tears under his slender eyelashes.
He finally took off his cold mask, and his eyes slowly relaxed. He used the remaining hand to hold the back of Chu nightning tightly, and let his lover stick to his chest. He bowed his head and kissed the hair of Chu nightning, and his cheeks rubbed against his lover's forehead.
"You're right," he sighed, "I'm so stupid..."
Step Xianjun whispered: "Wanning, I'm sorry."
Years of love-hate entanglement, most of the grievances and grievances, all settled in this sigh.
After a while, Chu nightning heard him sticking to his ear temples, his voice was low and blazing, it was the peace that Ta Xianjun rarely had in his life: "Okay, there is not much time left... I should tell you That's a secret."
"What secret?"
Stepping Xianjun lowered his eyes: "It has something to do with Master Mo."
"!"
"Actually, since I merged with his heart, I can feel it." He paused, "Master Mo's soul is melted into my body."
"..." Chu nightning was stunned, and then raised his eyes suddenly, looking at the smiling face of Teng Xianjun in disbelief.
"Those fragments of the soul... have always been in my body. It's just that my heart is like a stubborn stone, and I feel that even if I have a broken body and a wisp of soul awareness, I have my own decision. So I don't want to integrate with those three souls and five souls."
"But at this point, it would be too unfair if I was the only one who could confess to you."
"… "
“Night Ning…”
Step Xianjun closed his eyes, and the faint smile on his face gradually withered.
"Don't be sad, he's always here."
"!!"
In the stunned eyes of Chu Wanning, Xu Xianjun re-opened his eyes, obviously the same eyes, but not the feeling of black to purple, but pure and gentle.
"... Ink burning?!!"
With a bang, the huge wave fell, and the Xuanwu enchantment finally collapsed completely. In this wave of whale waves, Mo Ran didn't say anything first, but hugged him tightly and sank into the sky with him. In the vast ocean, deep in the torrent of destruction.
Splashes and sparkling bubbles turned up around, and in the blue sea, the ink burned and opened his eyes.
The water is deep, like the affection in those black eyes.
In the wave, the ink burned his lips, and silently said something to Chu nightning.
—
Master, don't worry, it's me.
I am always here.
Later will be.
So... go back. Don't stay here.
Trust me, I will be fine, I will try my best to see you and accompany you.
I am waiting for you in another world.
The lips and teeth opened, and he finally called to the ghost, and the ghost wrapped the whole body of Chu nightning and sent him to the gap of the door of life and death with only the last square inch left.
"Ink burning... ink burning!! What do you mean? You bastard! What do you mean!!"
The ink burned and floated in the water with a smile. His shattered body had been deserted to his face. The crazy, sweet, innocent, and evil face, the face that was both righteous and evil, turned into mottled at this time. Dust, bits and pieces.
gradually move away.
Let's go back. Night Ning.
You have to believe me.
I'll be fine, I'll always be by your side.
forever.