Under the eternal night.
Feng Qiongyu and the other two disciples of the Feng family knelt in front of the gate of death for a long time. Even if everyone else had already got up, the three of them could not afford to fall to the ground.
They are saved.
The lives of the twelve seniors changed the lives of the three of them.
Tears seem to run dry!
Heart is like a thousand swords!
Neither Feng Mingzhu nor Feng Wuxie tried to persuade the three of them—some heavy burdens, they can only fight by themselves!
As time passed, the hourglass was mostly empty.
Some people were exhausted, and finally couldn't resist the fatigue of the body, and fell asleep deeply.
There are also people who are on the verge of collapse, and mutter to themselves indiscriminately, their faces are no longer human and ghost!
Even more people, holding their keys of life tightly in their hands, humblely begging others to sacrifice for him!
Before life and death, everyone's reason has been tightened to the extreme.
However, not everyone, there are ancestors who are willing to take care of it at a sacrifice...
So gradually, despair has spread.
Although Feng Wuxie closed her eyes, she didn't fall asleep. She listened to the surrounding movement all the time, and kept thinking in her mind, how can she reduce her sacrifice? !
How can I leave the ancient jade mirror? !
And at this moment, she suddenly opened her eyes—
problem occurs!
I saw a sword light flashed across a phantom wall!
Immediately afterwards, there was a man's almost crazy laugh:
"Hahahaha, you lowly people! My son promised a lot of money and pleaded with you, but you refused to agree, then! I will kill you! I will throw you all at the door of death! You die for me as well! I can survive!"
As the man laughed wildly, his expression had become very hideous! Like a bloodthirsty and addicted monster, slashing with a sword!
Feng Wuxie remembers that man—
He comes from a big family in Morro City, but his family has no talent for cultivation. The whole family is mainly engaged in business, so he is considered a rich man.
It is precisely because this person has no talent for cultivation, so within the scope of the mirror, the spiritists have lost the ability to fight, and his skill is considered superior!
Feng Wuxie had a fate with him in the city during the Soul Art Contest, because she had gone to his store to buy things.
This man had always wanted to pay a lot of money to get someone who was willing to sacrifice for him, but... his way of survival was simply ignored.
How can money matter
Under such circumstances, he still tried to use money to buy people off, and everyone was very disgusted with this behavior.
The man went crazy and murdered, and Feng Wuxie couldn't stop him across the Phantom Wall, and could only remind people to stay away as soon as possible!
However, when the mad man swung his sword and hacked, many people were in a tired lethargy!
In the mirror domain, everyone has been suppressed in the spirit power realm. In this state, some people have no time to escape!
The man holds the sword in his hand and moves fast!
Immediately, three people had no time to react, and they were actually stabbed!
"Kill four! Kill four! I will be able to leave this ghost place smoothly!!"
He shouted unwillingly and rushed into the crowd!
"Stop it!" Feng Wuxie glared, hating himself for not being able to pass through this phantom wall to contain him!
Crazy man, because he couldn’t practice, for more than 30 years
, He has been practicing swordsmanship for self-defense, and with sufficient money, there are a lot of organ-like treasures hidden in his sleeves.
For a while, no one was his opponent in the mirror domain he was in!
Emperor Qianxie snorted coldly!
Before a while, a black flame spurted out of the void in the eternal night, directly covering the crazy man!
Eternal Night is made up of darkness, and—in this mirror domain, even if there are barriers apart, the root cause is just the different reflection areas of the ancient lacquered jade mirror. In essence, they are still in the same space. !
As long as it is the same space, then, as the king of darkness, he can control the power in it!
That man had no spirit power, and had no power to fight back in front of the hellfire.
The black flame immediately enveloped him, turning him into a human-shaped torch!
The pain of the burning of the soul was deep in my heart, and soon, the man was dying in a wailing sound!
Di Qianxie moved his finger, and the hellfire flickered and went out.
He glanced at the man coldly: "Idiot."
Voluntary sacrifice is completely different from the concept of letting others sacrifice for oneself through forced killing.
This is an idiot who doesn't even figure out the rules of the game. If he didn't want to dirty his hands, he really wanted to kill him, it would be a hundred!
After restraining that person, people finally recovered from the panic.
The three people who were injured by the sword all took healing medicine with them, and they took medicine to heal their injuries.
After the confusion, Feng Wuxie let out a long breath... Fortunately, Emperor Qianxie was there.
If someone was killed in the chaos just now, then the scene would be really hard to control!
And now, with the deterrence of Emperor Qianxie, even if someone has a different mind, they will never dare to act!
She sat down again, took out the black crow feather, and smiled bitterly:
"Crow Kill, have you seen this piece of dead night? If you are still here, it is just a gluttonous feast for you, you will definitely want to swallow this piece of eternal night, and it can be strengthened by the way. Your own power..."
Feng Wuxie missed the way he used Black Feather to protect herself before the crow was killed, and the pain in her heart was even more painful!
She pressed the opium feather to her heart, and the warm tears dripped silently.
However, an incredible scene happened!
That piece of black feather, as if feeling Feng Wuxie's emotions, flew out of her palms and stroked her cheeks, just to wipe away her tears!
Then, Hei Yu obediently flew back into Feng Wuxie's hands!
Feng Wuxie's eyes widened! Stand up!
"Crow Kill! It's you, right?!"
Feng Wuxie, who had been killing Lu Guojue and holding on to the fight under heavy pressure, suddenly looked like a child, crying and laughing!
When Emperor Qianxie saw this scene, he also showed a look of surprise—
Is the soul of that god of death covered with this little raven feather
Feng Wuxie held up that piece of opium feather and showed it in front of Emperor Qianxie:
"Di Qianxie, look! I previously snatched the Horcrux from the Holy Sect that had the aura of crow killing. At that time, I suspected that although the crow was dead, the soul did not completely fly away!"
She almost excitedly explained:
"So, I have always carried that little bell with me, and went to places where many dead souls are everywhere.
Trying to gather the power of death and resurrect the crow kill, but it has not been successful before. But in this mirror domain! The soul clock was broken first! Now, this piece of opium also has a reaction! I guess it must be the Crow Killer who wants to tell me! "
Feng Wuxie was holding a crow feather, as if he was holding a rare treasure!
Di Qianxie touched her head: "Well, since there is hope, then we will continue to try. Perhaps, under this piece of eternal night surrounded by the power of death, there is really a secret hidden that is related to the god of death. "
"It must be, it must be!"
Feng Wuxie talked to herself for a long time like the devil was startled, and then tried to talk to that piece of opium feather:
"Crow Kill, can you tell me, what on earth should I do to bring you back to life?"
After asking this sentence, Crow Yu shook slightly in Feng Wuxie's palm for a while.
Feather can't make a sound, it's natural, and it's hard to convey what it means!
But looking at everything in front of him, Feng Wuxie was already convinced that the remnant soul of the crow slay was indeed attached to this feather!
Di Qianxie poked the feather and suddenly spoke to Feng Wuxie:
"Although I have fought Black Nightmare together with that crow, in that battle, I learned how his power is against the sky... But I want to ask you, this god of death, is he... usually a bit stupid? ?"
Feng Wuxie looked at Emperor Qianxie blankly.
Is Crow Killing Stupid
She thinks it's okay... Among those guys in the ancient tower space, isn't Xiao Bai who is the stupidest
Di Qianxie looked at Feng Wuxie's reaction and gradually realized that... the god of death is not the only one who is stupid.
Even the woman who married home is stupid.
Thinking of this, Di Qianxie shook his head, poked the feather again, and reminded:
"Since this crow feather can fly and move, then...what's the use of shivering? You can always write, right?"
When these words came out, Feng Wuxie only felt that the piece of opium feather must be fixed in her palm... as if she was taken aback.
After that, it stood upright, like a quill pen, and began to write in Feng Wuxie's palm!
Feng Wuxie and Di Qianxie stared intently at the strokes under the feathers, and finally discovered—
The first word written by Yayu was: "Blood"!
But Yayu's movements did not stop, she continued to write, and then wrote three words in turn:
"Death", "Of", "Door"!
After finishing writing, Yayu fell down, as if exhausted, never moved.
Feng Wuxie carefully collected the crow feathers.
Then, she raised her head and glanced at Di Qianxie:
"The resurrection of the crow slay requires a blood sacrifice."
Di Qianxie picked up the corners of his mouth: "... It also needs the power within that door of death."
Feng Wuxie looked inside the other phantom wall. Although he was chosen to obtain the key to life, he has been sitting calmly, not humble or overbearing Mu Yuanting...
Then I looked at the other poor people who had obtained the key to life.
Resurrecting the crow slaying is her long-cherished wish.
But this does not mean that you can let other people use their lives to pave the way for their own wishes!
Feng Wuxie clenched his fists and said with firm eyes: "If this is the case, then I will take the crow feather and enter the gate of death to see what famous hall is there!"
Di Qianxie pulled her behind and smiled faintly:
"Don't be stupid, you stay here, even if you want to go, I will go."
(End of this chapter)