"Ah... it's true," Chou Twelve loosened his collar. Even though they came to the battlefield of life and death, they still wore long and trailing Chinese clothes, and their black hair was covered with cherry blossoms and peacock tail feathers. , with the fragrance of temptation swaying all over her body, "Every time I fight, it hurts so much."
"I told you to fight quickly," Zi Shiyi took off his belt. Although they were still young girls, their buns were in the mature style of women, and the exposed necks were smooth and without a trace of broken hair. "Complete the task early, then Wouldn’t it be nice to go back early?”
Chou Twelve muttered a few words. The girl's clothes were like flowers dancing in the wind. The flowers bloomed, and the beautiful body wrapped inside was also revealed. It was a peerless scene. Unfortunately, no one came to appreciate this enchanting and beautiful body. In one scene, there were only crackling flames and hundreds of powerful puppet gods surrounding them.
General Jinghua lowered his head, his posture as shy as a flower shining in the water, but dazzling golden light surged under their naked skin. Jia Yiqing shouted: "First sword, rise!"
Twelve huge swords burst out of the body, as if the girls' bodies were the stunning scabbards wrapping the sword blades! In the moment of light and shadow, the sword light even surpassed the flames burning all over the city, blooming like a lotus under the sky. Golden blood couldn't help but spurt out from the broken back of General Jiehua, soaking the clothes, and rising in the high temperature. They seemed unaware of the steam. They held long swords, as if they had grasped the power of divine punishment.
—Zhu Xian Sword Formation, the ace of the sword is like a dream. Like Liao Binglu, General Yuhua is also a player who integrates high-level weapons with his own data. As long as he is still alive, he can ignore the rules of the world and summon the trump cards buried in his body without restraint.
The sword energy was unbridled, blowing like a strong wind, sweeping away the burning ruins within a hundred meters into a vacuum. General Yaohua's waist rotated and his skirt flew up, as if he was dancing in the fire. This dance is alluring and deadly, with sparks flying like hot rain and snow, so their grand dance also reveals a decadent and confused desolation. It is not at all like its stern and upright name, but rather like a wandering girl who has been let down by a man. He dances gracefully in the fire that burns himself and his lover to death, singing a love song until the tongue of fire licks the tears on his face.
The Red God and the Purple God did not retreat, but the low-level gods behind them all retreated from this terrifying edge. This had nothing to do with controlling their tattoos, but the most instinctive pursuit of advantages and avoidance of disadvantages.
Such a beautiful and deadly sword formation is enough for any poet or painter to create a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation. But there are no artists who know how to appreciate beauty. There are only hundreds of gods who have lost their minds. The tattoos on their backs are in the fire. All kinds of fantastic visions filled the air, tigers pounced on peonies, Yaksha and Buddha fought in the flowing clouds, looking like they were carrying thousands of troops.
"Those who rely on the power of others will eventually be swallowed up by power that does not belong to them." Ji Liu sighed.
"What about us?" Geng Qi asked, "Have we taken advantage of the power of the game?"
"Who knows." Ren Jiu smiled softly, "This kind of problem-it's better to wait until you defeat the enemy and then take time to think about it!"
The sword light collided with the magnificent illusion, and the girls burst into shrill laughter at the same time! The illusion of sorrow and beauty has been completely torn apart. Compared with the gods who are ghost girls, the current generals are more like crazy ghosts. Their laughter is like a group of crows tearing apart corpses in the dark night, or maybe it is... If the gods still have some semblance of sanity left in the demonic dragon that swallows sulfur, they will understand that they have made a mistake in hiding. What they should avoid is not the Zhuxian Sword, but General Jiaohua who is holding the Zhuxian Sword. The edge of the sword is like some kind of seal. Now that the seal is removed, what remains is no longer the beautiful lady like beautiful flowers and soft jade, but the most evil person in the world who has finally escaped from trouble!
In the glow of blood and fire, the chaotic eyes of the gods reflected death.
The falling fireballs fell like rain. Wen Zheliu stood there, his cane reflecting the light of the diamond.
His weapon was still blocked, and Jenny could not summon it, but his expression showed no hesitation and panic, and remained as calm as before.
There were two girls standing in front of him. The girl on the left had a face as radiant as snow and clear phoenix eyes. The girl on the right had a face like peach blossoms and lips like cherry blossoms. They were all wearing twelve layers of complicated single clothes. The colors and styles were similar to those worn by the wandering girls in the Yangwu. They are all different. In order to attract guests to stop, the clothes in Yang's house are constantly being updated every day, and almost only the general shape of kimonos is retained. However, the two people in front of Wen Zheliu's newly made clothes are all orthodox, with quaint patterns and noble styles. The manners are as if they are not Israeli maids serving people, but members of the royal family with high status.
"You..." Wen Zheliu frowned slightly. The two girls in front of him had bright eyes. They didn't look like they were being manipulated by the city lord. He decided to try to communicate with words first, "Are you here to stop me?"
"I'm Yayoi," said the girl with a peach-like face.
"I am Fenghua." The girl with a face as bright as snow said.
Wen Zheliu looked at them warily. Yayoi was the seasonal language of spring, and Fenghua was the seasonal language of winter. The four new creations were also named after seasons.
"Wakaba and Suinami have already gone to meet Taifu," Yayoi said softly, "So, we came to stop you."
Hearing Zoriyanagi's hesitation, he did not feel that the two powerful Furisode Shinzo in front of him could not communicate. He was just puzzled by their motives: "Why? The Holy Son wants to leave Awakihara and escape from the control of the city lord. If you respect She, she should understand her intentions and wishes, and even if she doesn’t support her in action, she doesn’t have to obey the city lord’s orders and rush to stop her, right?”
Yayoi looked at him, her eyes were faintly green. If it weren't for this moment, on the burning battlefield, her beauty would have illuminated the night like the vibrant spring. She didn't answer. Instead of asking Liu's question, he changed the topic and said: "You know, outsiders, all the questions that are worth wondering are because you are not standing high enough. When you stand at a height overlooking the world and have a panoramic view of everything, You will no longer be confused."
Wen Zheliu frowned and said: "So we stood at a high place and saw the spider web with you as the center, connecting the entire city that never sleeps. You are the center of the rebel plan, the brains of the rebels, and the initiator of the fire. "
"You are a wise man, and that man who is like an emperor is your backing." Fenghua continued, "He is fighting against the city lord now, right? The city lord is afraid of him, you might really be able to win."
Wen Zheliu was really confused. He intuitively felt that Furisode Shinzao was sending him some kind of message, but their intentions were too vague for him to tell.
"A new creation with full sleeves is a vassal who lives for the prince."
They flew into the night sky amid the fire, their robes flying behind them like goddesses.
"Before she became Amaterasu, she was first the leader and beloved person of all ghosts in the underworld, like mother and god, like father and heaven."
They opened their arms, and the twelve pieces of clothing that slipped off their bodies seemed to be growing living things, spreading out infinitely in the sky, like a meandering beautiful glow.
Wen Zheliu watched every move of Yayoi and Fenghua. What on earth did they want to do
He suddenly heard a strange and familiar sound, like some kind of rhythmic beating, which broke through the barrier of flames and explosions and sounded in his ears.
"Is... is it a castanet?" He was startled, and then suddenly remembered that this instrument is usually used in the opening of Noh plays. In the third world, in Longji's palace, she would put on an actor's costume, The player personally performs a Noh play "Ama's Love and Death". When the castanets sound, the love entanglement between the human man and the mermaid princess travels through thousands of years, and comes back to the soul in every late night where love and hate are unspeakable.
Now, Yayoi and Fenghua took off their complicated and luxurious clothes, and they all wore plain white dresses underneath. They did not wear nōmō, only the brilliant life crowns on their heads. The night is the curtain of the stage, and the warm fire is the light that illuminates the curtain. I don’t know whether it is a magic spell or a dream-like hallucination. Wen Zheliu sees the golden earth rising in the dark night, followed by the prosperous blue sea. Peach trees grow, and men and women cast nets in the sky to hunt beautiful fish and dragons...
He realized that this was the scene described in the Ukiyo-e in Awakihara! It's just that he and He Qin were in a hurry that day and didn't finish reading the contents of the ukiyo-e.
So...are they going to stage the plot and content of the ukiyo-e with their own hands
Yayoi is holding Fenghua, and the latter is nestling in the former's arms. The posture is like a couple, but closer than a couple; like a blood relative, but more inseparable than a blood relative. Their figures emerged from the curtain, like gods standing tall on the sky and on the earth. The wind flower fell out of Yayoi's arms. Their bright black hair was draped on the white skirt, and their brows were dotted with vermilion that was ignorant of the world.
Yayoi then took off the sun and moon crown on her head and put half of the moon on Fenghua's head.
"This is...Izanagi, and Izanami?" Wen Zheliu seemed to understand, but he didn't understand what these represented. When the heaven and earth first opened, there were only Izanagi and Izanami in the world. , they concluded a divine marriage around the jade pillar of the sky, and gave birth to gods all over the sky... But the actors currently playing the roles are obviously two women
Yayoi-Izanagi sang a cappella: "Even if this world is unpredictable and destiny is hard to find, I will still enjoy the morning and evening with you until the pillar of heaven falls and time turns into sand in the palm of my hand that is irretrievable."
Fenghua Izanami also responded: "Although the world is illusory, love is not illusory. The water in the river is like my friendship with you, with swords constantly drawn and waves flowing."
The music was magnificent, and the ancient gods made an oath to each other to never separate or betray each other, singing and walking in the night sky. This scene is really weird to the extreme. Behind them are the Shibagi Nagito Knights who are roaring and fighting. There are fleeing ghosts everywhere. The whole city is in a sea of fire, but in one corner, obscure ancient legends are still being interpreted.
In the mythical work, Izanami died of burns during the birth of the God of Fire. After his death, he went to the Land of Underworld. Izanagi was so painful that he pulled out the Ten Fist Sword and killed the infant Fire God. He chased hard to the land of underworld and asked his wife to return to the ground with him. Izanami agreed to him, but she had to discuss with the gods of the underworld and dress up before she could see Izanagi. While waiting for his wife to wash up, Izanagi could not restrain his longing for Izanami, so he took off the multi-tooth wooden comb from his bun, broke off a tooth of the comb and lit it. In the burning fire, he was horrified. He saw that the goddess who ruled the sky, earth, and ocean with him in the past was now a rotten corpse covered with maggots.
Izanagi couldn't bear what he saw, so he escaped from the Underworld and crossed the Underworld Hirazaka, isolating his wife and himself in two worlds. Izanami was desperate and angry at his treachery and vowed to kill a thousand people every day. Izanagi built 1,500 delivery rooms every day in the human world, and they never met again.
So, what exactly is this…
Wen Zheliu was still puzzled, but the scene in the sky changed. A man whose whole body was as warm as a burning flame, but whose face was blurry, appeared in front of Izanagi and Izanami. Izanami's With a joyful smile on her lips, she surrounded the man, her white skirt circling like flowers, her singing and dancing were so beautiful, she seemed to be attracted by the man's warmth, and she was delighted by him.
Izanagi looked at her and sang worriedly: "Ah, I am trapped in a turmoil of love, and it is hard to hide my heart. Why, as a god, can I still not escape this sea of love, which is so difficult to separate and break up?"
Izanami smiled and replied: "Ah, look at his majestic martial arts and the fire all over his body, you will know that he is an unparalleled lover, a peerless lover. How can he escape this sea of love, which is difficult to separate and break up?"
Izanagi said: "How can a god be trapped in an affair and unable to extricate himself? You and I have our own world affairs to decide."
Izanami said: "How can gods not be involved in personal affairs and taste the fruits of love? Is it a problem that only one can choose between the great events of the world and the joy of the heart?"
It's really strange. Here, Izanagi and Izanami don't look like a couple, but more like a hesitating conflict in one person's heart. Izanagi wants the world, and Izanami wants love... When Wen Zheliu saw this, he felt deep in his heart. An answer has emerged.
Izanagi seemed to be convinced, and the flame-like light from the man's body warmed them. Izanagi and Izanami chose to have fun with him day and night, but the earth then dried up and cracked, the peach trees died, and the fish and dragons turned into bones. All you can see is a scene of devastation.
Izanagi stood in the wind. She seemed to have just woken up from her short-term happiness. Looking at the scorched earth in the distance, she sang to Izanami in a low voice: "It's sad, people can't hide their love, and it's even harder to suppress lovesickness. The world is miserable, how can I feel at ease—"
"—I have regarded him as my lover in this life, my heart that I can't let go of," Izanami's eyes were filled with tears. "If you want me to just turn back, it will be like separation of body and head, and burning of flesh and blood!"
"Then your eyes cannot look at him, your hands cannot touch him, and your lips and teeth cannot read him," Izanagi made up his mind without mercy, "If you look at him, his body will disappear; if you touch him, His blood bleeds dry; if you miss him, his soul will fester and he will be in pain and suffering forever!"
Izanami cried loudly: "What a tragedy! Why is this happening!"
Izanagi waved his sleeves, and the earth suddenly cracked, and she and she descended into the eternal darkness, where there was only a raging river surrounding this territory filled with death.
"Just because you and I share an eternal friendship, day and night." Izanagi replied, "You are me, and I am you. Your eyes are touching, and I am also suffering from joy; your hands are touching each other. Hold on, I also saw the dizzy light; your lips and teeth said each other's names, and I also felt the tears of happiness flowing down my cheeks. So you must never meet again!"
The rivers of the underworld parted, and Izanagi walked through them, rising to the earth and sky. The rivers closed again, leaving Izanami lying on the ground. The white dress was soaked by the river water, and her tears continued day and night, dripping into the soil of Huangquan.
Wen Zheliu looked at the sky in shock at this sad, desolate, and incredible drama. He finally understood that Yayoi and Fenghua revealed everything to him - the Holy Son is not Amaterasu, she is Izanami, the god himself who controls the underworld!
The Holy Sister went through hardships after stealing Long Ji's heart. She encountered extreme redemption after extreme pain, but that redemption was later crushed by fate in an extreme way. The ambition to become a god and the torment of despair made her finally give up her lover's heart. She completely split her love for Abel. The underworld was created by her to banish this loving and longing heart. The prison of a loved heart. As the years passed, this heart turned into a girl named the Holy Son, who has been shining lonelyly on all the ghosts in the underworld.
Therefore, the Holy Son can control Awakihara, and she will not be injured even if she falls to the ground from a height of several hundred meters. The ghosts love her devoutly and cannot harm her... because she is Izanami, the god of the dead country, and the holy nun Se. The lover’s heart that Lesa tried her best to get rid of!
It was precisely because of this that she forgot Abel's appearance and was unable to meet him. Abel could not have any direct or indirect contact with her... But why? If the soul of the lover is allowed to meet and fall in love with him again, will the holy nun be soft-hearted and shed tears for his love
Moreover, how did Abel know this rule? He was still alive, how could he know without warning that he could not come into contact with the Holy Son, otherwise he would be shattered to pieces
Wen Zheliu's mind was in a mess, and his thoughts were running at a high speed, which even made him feel in a trance where he didn't know what night it was. When the finale ended, he saw Yayoi and Fenghua standing in mid-air, wearing white skirts and crowns of the sun and moon above their heads.
"This is..." Yayoi said.
"...all the truth." Fenghua said.
"It seems that you have fully received the message we want to convey."
"In this way, our goal will be achieved."
Wen Zheliu looked at them. For some reason, a sad pain emerged from his heart. He subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"
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"Furisode Shinzo... is a vassal who lives for the prince." Yayoi repeated it again.
"She is leaving, but seeing her once in these thirty years is enough to brighten our lives." Fenghua lowered her head, and her face as pure as ice and snow was actually smiling, and the smile was light and satisfying. , lighting up her eyes very brightly.
Hearing the broken willow, he suddenly felt something. He hurriedly looked back and saw two gorgeous light strips rising far away in the direction of Du Zijun, enveloping all the flowers in midsummer and red maples in autumn, and heading towards the Shijiang Naginata in the sky. go.
"Goodbye," Yayoi said, "Wakaba and Suinami said goodbye for us, that's... very good."
… They are going to die! Wen Zheliu opened his eyes wide. After delivering the final message and confirming their ability to protect the Holy Son, they were going to die! Because the Son of God is about to run into the distance with hope for the future and rebirth, and they are born as ghosts in the underworld and cannot leave the country of the dead.
The information the players received was correct, but their guess was completely wrong. Furisode Shinzo was indeed attached to Taifu's vines and could not survive without the Holy Son. However, their final blow was not aimed at the person who took Taifu away... They It's for the city lord, for Yu Shaji's body!
"Wait, come back! Come back!" Wen Zheliu's throat was dry and he shouted desperately, "Don't die, live with her... Leave hell with her, don't die!"