Fu Canglu

Chapter 313
There are crystal drops in the air.

scoffing sound
It's tears.

So demons also have tears?
It turns out that demons can also cry and be sad?

It seems that a voice asked in a low voice:

why?

The snow-white scorpion was still flying, but the fiery red robe was already the color of blood.

A sword was thrust into the chest, and the red robe was torn open by the sword energy, exposing the blood-stained white skin.

That sword's sword energy is deep and simple, piercing the heart.

It broke our hearts.

Xi Yao turned her head up, and there was a pale snow in front of her.

The woman fell to the ground, and a mess of snow rose up.

She was stunned and did not move, her eyes were numb, she looked up at the sky, and as a result, blood rose from the ventricle and flowed backwards, and blood surged up uncontrollably from the corners of her lips.

Xi Yao suddenly smiled.

She just pressed her hand on her chest, where the hot flames were beating, and calmly pressed the blood that was about to spurt out with one hand.

The sword wound is not painful.

This big monster who lived for thousands of years, after being reincarnated, built the chess palace on Bachi Mountain alone, and became as famous as Beixian. What kind of domineering demeanor?
It's a pity that the side of her that looked down on Fengyun disappeared in the wind and snow.

She frowned, closed her eyes tremblingly, and bit her lips tightly, like a lonely and helpless girl, her brows were full of pain.

More and more blood seeped from between the fingers pressing on the chest.

Hold down the sword wound.

But I couldn't hold my heart beating.

Every time her pulse beat, Xi Yao's body trembled, she turned her face slightly, and immediately there was hot mist on the snow.

What splashed on the snow.

It turned out to be tears.

"elder brother."

Xi Yao frowned in pain, bearing the erosion of the sword energy from his chest, curled up, and the scene of Yi Xiao's eyes opening turned over and over again in his mind.

Those horrifying golden pupils.

And the loneliness and indifference in the pupils.

At that moment, Xi Yao was sure that the person he was looking for was him.

And Xi Yao had countless ways to dodge that sword, but she didn't.

Because it was a sword stabbed by my brother.

As long as it is offered by her brother, she will not refuse no matter what.

Xi Yao laughed in a low voice, feeling the pain of the sword turning over and over in his body, finally burst into tears, and said dreamily, "Brother, are you tired of me?"

The sword intent in this sword encapsulated the most lethal killing sword field in Yi Xiaoyu's embryonic embryo. When people are put to death, with the sword energy penetrating to the bone, one can feel the strong hatred of the sword owner.

abomination.

Want to kill and then quickly.

Yi Xiao just used her most ruthless sword intent at the moment when she was dazed in order to severely injure the master of the Western Regions.

The aggression in the Ruhuo style, coupled with the killing intent, swept wildly through Xi Yao's limbs and bones.

Xi Yao can still laugh.

It's just her smile, which inevitably looks sad and heartbreaking.

"Brother, there's no need."

"It hurts, it really hurts"

Xuebai's coat was stained with blood, Xi Yao held his heart, curled up, and said in a low voice: "If you hate me, just say it, I will go away by myself, stay away from you."

Xi Yao closed her eyes.

The snow on the snow began to boil, and the sound of sneering continued.

Something is burning.

"Void inflammation" is colorless and invisible.

This is the most dreaded flame in the world, and in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, only a few big monsters can control it freely.

Bathed in ashes and reborn from the ashes.

It is "Nirvana".

"I heard that Phoenix can be nirvana, so it turns out that Suzaku can also be nirvana."

Xi Yao slowly opened his eyes.

The Void Flame in front of her began to accumulate, within a radius of ten feet, there was no trace of snow, the majestic snow melted within the Void Flame Domain, she slowly sat up, and the invisible flames around her immediately piled up like a wall, spinning Like a dragon roll.

The long hair danced wildly in the emptiness, and the snow-white coat and the fiery red robe were all hunting.

Sitting cross-legged on the snowy ground, Xi Yao's red robe was still torn open by the sword energy, but the sword wound inside the red robe could not be seen at all.

No scabs.

But completely disappeared.

It was as if the years had never left traces on her wounds.

Snow-white skin, full chest, rolling fiery red robes, revealing a burst of spring.

This is really a fiery woman.

Her brows were raised like swords.

There was no trace of pity on his face.

At this moment, she regained the aloofness and arrogance of the master of the Western Regions.

Even if Beixian Li Changge came here, she would never be afraid.

It's a pity that the one who came was not the Beixian who is the most evil in the world.

Xi Yao's voice was a little hoarse: "Shanzhu, since you have come to the Central Plains, why don't you protect him?"

There were ripples in the space.

A figure in a white lotus ink robe emerged from the space.

The owner of the mountain laughed softly: "You care about him so much?"

Xi Yao remained silent.

Mu Liancheng lowered her eyebrows and said, "Humans are different from demons, there is no such thing as reincarnation."

The woman in front of her, after using her blood to open the Dragon Marsh Phoenix Pond for the Yaozu on the Bachi Mountain, she couldn't wait to come down and traveled thousands of miles just to meet someone.

And the ending after meeting
Xi Yao's sword wound is no longer there, but after Nirvana, his chest still hurts like a tear.

Words kill more than swords.

Mu Liancheng knew the story of Xi Yao's previous reincarnation.

She also knew what the elder brother in her mouth meant to her.

The mountain owner shook his head, and said slowly: "The person you are looking for has either died above the nine heavens or below the tenth earth. No matter what, they are already dead. Why are you still unwilling to give up?"

Xi Yao just said indifferently: "My brother will not die."

The master of the Western Regions stood up, and the tornado of virtual flames spread ten times, roaring continuously.

The world is full of momentum.

The body of the white lotus black robe in the emptiness swayed slightly, but the sleeves of the clothes did not shake, as stable as Mount Tai.

"Lord of the mountain." Xi Yao said with a blank expression on his face, "Qigong is confident that he has never had any entanglements with Holy Island. If you want to take advantage of my incomplete cultivation and want to attack me, you can do whatever you want."

Mu Liancheng sighed softly: "You have the Classic of Mountains and Seas and the art of Nirvana, so I can't kill you."

At this moment, Xi Yao's demonic aura is fully exposed, and the world is swayed by the demonic aura.

She said softly, "If you have nothing else to do, don't get in my way."

Lord Bailian Mopao said softly, "I hope you can do me a favor."

Xi Yao narrowed her eyes.

"Someone wants to borrow something from you."

The owner of the Western Regions sensed fine fluctuations in the space.

It was like a spider web was born out of thin air.

Shaking and turmoil.

Lord Shanzhu sighed softly and said, "I will lend you my life."

It is rumored that Void Flame can burn everything in the world.

But he couldn't burn the white lotus ink robe blowing in the wind.

In the final analysis, Xiyao is still only at the ninth rank level, and Lord Shanzhu has surpassed the ninth rank.

She took a deep breath, and felt that her demonic aura was suppressed by the white lotus mopao mountain lord raising his hand.

Xi Yao sneered and said: "It's ridiculous, it's really bullying by dogs. If I recover one-tenth of the year, do you have the guts to appear in front of me?"

The owner of the mountain smiled lightly and said: "You are a thousand-year-old monster, why make things difficult for a small guy like me, but with your life, at worst, you will be resurrected with the technique of Nirvana."

Xi Yao, who was pierced into the chest by Yi Xiao's sword just now, now has a slightly sunken chest, and then bulges again.

Embroidered mouth spit.

Void flames of tens of feet poured out from the mouth of the sandalwood, setting off a prairie fire, clearing a snowy path in an instant, and then rising around the white lotus black robe, countless virtual flames stuck to the lotus robe .

Qingrui's sparrow chirping.

A bright blue light appeared above Xi Yao's head, mixed with vermilion red light, flipping like pages of a book.

The White Lotus Mopao Mountain Master murmured and said, "This is the only way I can help."

As soon as the bright blue light appeared, the overwhelming aura rose from the ground like a long rainbow. A flash of blue light pierced the sky, and the heavy snow for several miles stopped.

No one has ever seen the family treasure of the Qi Palace, the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

That's it.

The white lotus ink robe that was obviously beyond the ninth grade, under the light of the blue light, the body of the master, which could not even be harmed by the virtual flames, quickly melted away, and finally burned faintly, and smoky green smoke fell down.

The white lotus ink robe has been reduced to ashes.

Xi Yao, who urged Shan Hai Jing, looked slightly pale, with a domineering arrogance still lingering on the tip of his brows, pointing his hands between his brows, moving down slightly, and the blue light slowly moved down.

Finally closed.

Move into the Tianling Cap, and finally the blue light dissipates bit by bit.

What a fairy scene.

For miles around, there was no trace of snow.

The red-robed woman stood there with a blank expression, wearing a snow-white coat.

A figure came from afar.

It looked like a white-clothed fairy, whose clothes were all white.

There are countless wind and snow behind him.

The original traces of melting snow were covered with blue frost again because of his arrival.

Snow swaying.

Xi Yao pursed her lips slightly, her hairs standing on end.

She didn't say a word.

The man's progress was slow and steady.

In this way, the frequency synchronized with the wind and snow of heaven and earth is maintained.

He walked up to her all the way.

Xi Yao said hoarsely, "Who are you?"

The immortal in white thought for a while, then glanced back at the white lotus ink robe that had been burned to ashes.

Those ashes are still swaying in the wind and snow.

The power of Shan Hai Jing is great, and the price is also high. Although it is difficult to stimulate the second reincarnation of Suzaku in front of him, it is definitely not impossible.

And since he had already walked in front of her, he would never give her this chance again.

All dust settled.

He said softly, "Are you asking for my name?"

Xi Yao found that in front of this man in white, it was difficult for him to even take a single action.

Even the Book of Mountains and Seas couldn't move it.

"Actually, I don't have a name."

The man thought for a while and said calmly, "I'm from Da Guangming Mountain on Holy Island. If you've been to Holy Island, you should know me."

Lord of the Great Bright Mountain.

Xi Yao has never been to Holy Island.

So she was a little perplexed.

The immortal in white said calmly: "It's a pity, if you were born earlier in this life, you should have known me."

Suddenly, the monster energy of the world was torn apart by the sword energy.

Xi Yao only felt that the world was shaking, unstoppable, and his face changed instantly.

The white-clothed fairy's finger has already raised and touched her forehead.

"Feel sorry."

He said regretfully, "I want to borrow your life."

"I can't borrow it."

(End of this chapter)