The evil spirits that have been raging here for a long time vanished in front of the Lord of Death, and all turned into the power in the body of the Crow Killer.
Soul Burial Swamp has dried up overnight.
The lifelessness gathered here was swallowed up by crow slaying like side dishes.
See the sun when you lift the clouds, and see the sky again.
Before you know it, it's already dusk.
Feng Wuxie, Yaoxi, Crow Sha, Xiaobai and his group stood in the afterglow of the setting sun, looking at the hell in front of them-here is the withered vegetation, the scorched land, the real purgatory!
Everyone was speechless for a long time.
Death destroyed this place, but-also saved it!
Within a radius of tens of miles, at least for a hundred years, there will be no more creatures.
But without evil spirits, this place will eventually return to normal under the mighty power of nature!
"Congratulations, you are finally free." Feng Wuxie sighed.
The humanoid Crow Killer, dressed in black, had his death wings quietly hidden by him, except for the hellish icy air that exudes from the inside out, his appearance looks no different from a human being.
His appearance is no different from Mingyu's face—
No, they are the same.
For ten thousand years, he didn't even add a trace of wrinkles.
However, Feng Wuxie always felt that Crow Killing was Crow Killing and Ming Yu was Ming Yu in his own conscious perception. They were different.
Obviously one is a strange and cold death god, while the other is a arrogant partner who gets along with her day and night and jokingly.
Now Yasha left the ancient tower, came to Yaoxi's side, and continued to be a god of death.
He got what he had always wanted, and she should be happy for him, but...
She only felt sad.
According to the original historical trajectory, Yaoxi and Nahun will have a battle. After that battle, Yaoxi is already dead-then the crow kills...
He will definitely follow Yaoxi!
Feng Wuxie was helpless, she helped Crowsha to get out of trouble completely at this moment, but let him step into a deadly battle!
Is this... right or wrong
"What you did is right, stupid woman." Crow Sha suddenly spit out these words, his eyes soft, staring at Feng Wuxie: "Don't forget, what are you thinking, I can still sense your consciousness."
"Um..." Feng Wuxie was choked. "You are going to throw yourself into your master's arms, yet you are still watching my consciousness. Isn't it a bit shameless, Birdman?!"
"Birdman...?" Yaoxi looked at Feng Wuxie suspiciously, then at Crow Killer: "Ming Yu, is this your nickname? Very interesting."
Yaoxi is still used to calling Crow Kill "Ming Yu".
She murmured "Birdman" several times, and then smiled interestingly.
Feng Wuxie had a black thread and said in his heart... Fortunately, you didn’t know that this word actually meant to curse in our time...
"Ahem, this is a long story, in short... After I was summoned by the Mingxing, I got the ancient tower of space, and the tower was
This crow lived, at the time... he was fierce and had a bad temper, so I called him birdman..."
Hmm... At first, this nickname was only called on a whim. Later... after a long time, it is also called habit...
Every time he quarreled, he would subconsciously call him Birdman...
Yaoxi looked at Feng Wuxie and Crow Sha with a faint smile, with a rare expression of relaxation.
Feng Wuxie felt that the more he explained the name, the more embarrassing he would become, and finally waved his hand, leaving the topic to Yaoxi:
"Okay, now the soul-burial swamp has also been resolved, you two masters and servants, take advantage of the rare gap, and talk carefully."
-Actually, the main thing is to kill the crows. He is afraid that he is holding his stomach to say something.
Then, Feng Wuxie took Xiaobai’s stupid dragon to play as he walked: "Xiaobai, walk around, don’t be stuck here, you and I will find a place to build a house, and we are going to put the nest here again tonight. It’s~~ The sunset is infinitely good, I can’t be a light bulb, I don’t know."
"What is a light bulb? Can it be illuminated like a candle? Ah, building a house is your master's skill, I can't... Ah! Just leave, don't grab my dragon horns!"
Xiaobai was full of gossip, raised his hand to protest and was forcibly dragged away by Feng Wuxie, but finally had no choice but to compromise.
In fact, Feng Wuxie just changed a place and watched in secret with Xiaobai...
After all, it’s a long-lost reunion, a contractual relationship, and a comrade-in-arms whose souls are bound together. This is not much worse than a lover... If she and Xiaobai were staring at the side, they would definitely be embarrassed to follow the crow’s temper Open up.
So while Feng Wuxie pretended to cast spiritism to build a house not far away, he stayed with Xiaobai, like the thief who stole the manhole cover, secretly watching the movement on the other side—
"Master, do you think Brother Birdman and his cross-species lover will have a big hug for a century?"
"Shhh! Be quiet! He will hear it!!"
however-
Yaoxi's temper was indifferent, Yasha Leng arrogant and awkward, the two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke first.
Just looking at it, half Zhuxiang’s time has almost passed...
The fascination is quiet.
Feng Wuxie was anxious to kill the crow!
These two people... What are you doing with big eyes and small eyes!
She began to urge the crow to kill with her consciousness: "Stupid crow, what are you doing so stupidly? Talk! Say how much you miss her, how hard you have had for ten thousand years!"
The conscious response of Crow Killing passed into Feng Wuxie's mind: "I'm talking about it."
"Huh?" Feng Wuxie was inexplicably talking--is that right? She didn't hear the sound, nor did she see their lips move.
But soon, Crow Killing added:
"My master and I are talking in heart tones, in order to prevent eavesdropping."
Feng Wuxie was speechless: "..."
It's maddening, is this birdman guarding her like a thief? !
Feng Wuxie was full of contempt, and then patted Xiaobai's dragon horns: "Okay, stop staring, you can't hear it! They are using heart sounds, really
drunk! "
When Xiao Bai heard this, his expression immediately became extremely depressed:
"Isn't it, what kind of nasty love story does Brother Birdman want to say, and do it so secretly?!"
"Yes, it's mysterious." Feng Wuxie raised his middle finger in the direction where the Crow Killer was.
…
not far away.
The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on this scorched earth, desolate and lonely but burning a ray of hope.
After the battle, my spirit suddenly relaxed, and I felt physical exhaustion.
Ya Sha and Yao Xi were sitting side by side on the ground.
"They are very interesting." Yao Xi was referring to Feng Wuxie and Xiao Bai.
"Well, yes." Crowkill replied casually, thinking of Feng Wuxie, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "If you spend more time with them, you will find her interesting, more than that."
Seeing Crow Killing's smile, Yao Xi was slightly surprised.
She seldom saw Mingyu's smile. The god of death she knew was the beast whose expression remained the same for several years, deep and indifferent, just quietly and loyally fighting by her side.
Yao Xi understood at that moment that Feng Wuxie's power might be stronger than hers, because of her warmth, even the god of death could be infected.
Thinking of this, Yaoxi couldn’t help but laugh: "You must have blamed me, blame me for leaving you. But even if you give me another chance, I will also leave you behind, because I can’t let you become that one again. Know the monsters that use death to corrode the world and kill living creatures."
Crow Sha turned his head, his expression was a little comforting: "I blamed you, but more, I miss you, my master."
Yaoxi was taken aback, then smiled.
Looking at each other, there is no need to say a thousand words about sorry, about explanation.
In the previous world, Yao Xi was dead, so the contract carried by Crow Slayer also ceased to exist with Yao Xi's disappearance, but since arriving here, Crow Slayer has clearly sensed the power of that soul contract.
Here, regardless of life or death, he is driven by her.
"Ming Yu, in fact, you don't have to stay. The ending is like this. History is set. You are by Feng Wuxie's side, waiting for ten thousand years to completely destroy the residual power of the soul, which is the most correct." Yaoxi paused. Pause, then said:
"My fate star sensed that Feng Wuxie was about to leave here. In that world, there has always been a man burning the spirit of fate, wanting to lead her back."
Yasha nodded: "She will definitely go back, the man is waiting for her. But I—will definitely stay."
His tone was so firm that it could not be shaken.
"Mingyu, you..."
"I know that when you purified me, God Yu was actually helping behind. You are my master, and God Yu is also my benefactor. Now God Yu is completely swallowed by the soul, I must stay and be with you. Fulfill his wish!"
Yaoxi looked at the expression on Crow Killer’s face, knowing that he was determined to this point, and he had no more persuasion, and simply accepted:
"Alright, then we will work together to rescue God Yu!"
(End of this chapter)