Fu Canglu

Chapter 597 Uncovering the Coffin
The labyrinth of the tomb completely collapsed, and the huge formation that locked Changsheng was shattered amidst the humming. The whole world at the bottom of the tomb, except for the Tianmen, was neatly shattered into pieces like exquisite porcelain or mirrors one after another. Come.

Yi Xiao was blown by the violent wind and staggered backwards, the distance between Gu Shengcheng and himself became a natural moat between life and death at this moment.

The wind howled, and someone's voice came.

"I know why you go up Bachi Mountain."

"But I didn't kill Xiao Chongding."

After hearing Gu Shengcheng's voice, Yi Xiao's complexion changed suddenly. He stomped on the soles of his feet, and rushed forward with his whole body, trying to grab the huge black heavy robe. There was a loud bang, and the huge stone on the top of the tomb suddenly It fell from between the two of them and fell to the ground, causing stone chips to fly and crack.

Yi Xiao fell to the ground.

He stared blankly at the corner of the incomplete black robe clutched in his palm, the blood stains were still a little wet on the black robe.

At this moment, the corners of the robes tightly held by the palms are incomplete, like flames in the darkness, dancing like catkins on the April prairie of Tianmen.

The two words Gu Shengcheng said before his death echoed repeatedly in Yi Xiao's mind.

"I know why you go up Bachi Mountain."

When he said the first sentence, he was still smiling.

Such a smile looks like he is laughing at himself, more like a kind of irony.

Gu Shengcheng didn't say a few words.

I know why you go up Bachi Mountain.
To avenge your big brother.

"But I didn't kill Xiao Chongding."

These two sentences, like a heavy hammer, hit Yi Xiao's heart lake.

When Yi Xiao heard these words, she rushed towards Gu Shengcheng, but it was too late. If he had said these two words earlier, then no matter what, she would not let him die in front of her eyes.

Many questions suddenly appeared in Yi Xiao's mind.

Those that had already been solved were all twisted into a knot at this moment.

Scene after scene, the heavy snow on Bachi Mountain began to flow backwards, back to the purple box in Longji Snow Mountain, and then back to the prison of Tianque in Lanling City
Torrey's memory.

The howling sea of ​​fire.

Yi Xiao covered her forehead in pain.

These originally clear and clear things suddenly froze when the fire suddenly ignited. In Lujia Town, which was dim to bright in my memory, there were all kinds of figures engulfed by the flames, and all the figures in the dojo of the City Lord's Mansion. The corpses of the demon tribe, the crossbow battalion shooter moaning under the iron seat of the stone lion, and the iron cavalry under the weight of the heavy horse. These figures, at the moment when the sea of ​​flames suddenly spread, screams and roars of pain burst out from their lips , In the end, like ants igniting the fire, like a feather suddenly, after the fire, it turned into scorched black dry wood.

Together with the truth, it was burned like this

So why did Gu Shengcheng slaughter so many cities in such anger?

Did he not kill Xiao Chongding, or did he not kill Xiao Chongding?

Yi Xiao covered both sides of his forehead, and the knuckles of his hands, because of too much force, every inch of veins bloomed, and the excessively consumed soul power in the soul sea became more painful for him at this moment.

He finally figured it out.

Why was the sent corpse sent here?
Why did Gu Shengcheng send Tuo Lei to Lanling City?
He guessed his own thoughts, guessed that he would use Zhu Lianxiang's soul search, so he sent Tuo Lei.
Because Tuo Lei saw the scene of the sea of ​​flames bursting out.

Tuo Lei only saw the scene of the sea of ​​flames erupting. He saw Xiao Chongding's "death" and firmly believed it.

As for what happened after that, only Gu Shengcheng knew.

Thinking of this, Yi Xiao's complexion turned pale.

Whether the "corpse" is true or not is irrelevant.

Gu Shengcheng only wanted the news of His Highness' death to be confirmed.

Then it caused a stir in Qiliang, so that someone in Lanling City was really angry and climbed up Bachi Mountain to take revenge!
What follows should be a logical revenge story.

Gu Shengcheng, who was waiting for the avengers to come to his door, would kill all the "uninvited guests" calmly and without suspense.

It doesn't matter whether the avenger is the Second Highness Xiao Buyi who inherited half of Confucianism, or Yi Xiao.

It's just that no one thought that the purple box contains .
It is such a key.

Gu Shengcheng would have won, if he hadn't opened the purple box, if he hadn't sat by the pool of blood, if he hadn't
But there are not so many ifs.

Yi Xiao was pale, sitting on the ground, and slowly let go of her palms, letting the shattered basalt black robe slip across the palm lines, be blown up by the breeze from Tianmen, and gently sweep back on the not-so-wide grassland, After the wind stopped, it landed on the ground, supported by strong and long and narrow blades of grass, and the corners were still shaking slightly.

Yi Xiao thought about Gu Shengcheng's expression when he said that last sentence.

That man, when he was dying, abandoned all anger, all sadness, all pain, his face was calm, looking at himself, as if looking at his most sincere friend in this world.

There was tranquility in his eyes, as if he was firmly conveying some kind of emotion.

Gu Shengcheng has no friends.

He has only enemies.

In Luoyang city, he lost [-] great chess masters in a row. He bears the reputation of being a bad chess player, and he has been like this since the Northern Wei Dynasty.

He has always been like this, has no friends, only enemies.

But what about the enemies he really sees in his eyes?
At the end of life, when dying, it is like looking at the only friend.

Gu Shengcheng smiled.

He was thinking in a trance, in Lujia Town, in the dead of night, when the lights of the house flickered, he said to the woman who was still asleep on the bed.

He said peace was possible.

He said he didn't want to fight.

He also said that if possible, he would like to play a game of chess with Yi Xiao face to face, so as to end the regrets of the year.

In that look, there was the last word he wanted to say, but it was too late.

Yi Xiao watched helplessly as the boulder fell,

"Boom" sound.

Everything goes to zero.

The whole world quiet down.

Everything has come to an end.

Yi Xiao staggered, stumbled, stood up, and looked around bewilderedly at first.

The cemetery in front of him has already collapsed, and the huge rocks in all directions have blocked all the exits of Tianmen. This mile of land looks more like a dead place.

The young man in the ancient robe kept silent all the time, and when the ink plate of life and death collapsed, his soul power carrier collapsed at the same time. At this time, this strand of remnant soul would not last long.

The so-called "longevity" has trade-offs and conditions.

After a long life, there is a long sleep.

Even so, the young man in the ancient robe remained quiet and silent, sitting in the wheelchair, looking at the little highness who was looking around at a loss with a look of pity.

Yi Xiao took a step back unconsciously, tripped over the scabbard on the ground, and fell to the ground.

His condition is really bad.

Constant overdraft, constant consumption.

"You need to rest, at least recover your soul power."

The young man in ancient robe finally spoke, and he said softly: "The soul power is here, it is very important."

Yi Xiao raised his head and looked at the young man in the ancient robe with some difficulty, but what he saw was only a shadow gradually becoming illusory under the light of the sky on the dome.

Yi Xiao shook her head with difficulty, her voice hoarse.

He tried to say the first word, and found that his throat was bloodshot.

That voice was blocked by blood in his throat.

My eyes were a little dark and in a trance.

The little Highness thought a little bewilderedly, why did his soul power reach this level?
In the lotus pond, the black lotus flower that has bloomed twice, its buds are like red lips, its appearance is no longer holy, but it looks strange and alluring.

This is a gift from God and a poppy from the devil.

If you taste it lightly, you will only enter the poison slowly. This toxin will not be fatal, it will only slowly flow in the blood, making you sharp and powerful at the same time.

And when you have tasted the taste of power and can no longer give up, you will become more and more addicted to it, the more you desire, the more you need, and the more you demand.

The more unable to extricate themselves.

Is it because of the sixth level of the celestial phase?

Yi Xiao's mouth was dry, and he thought of Su Da Dansheng's advice to him.

Don't get too obsessed with this power.

This is a road of no return.

However, the road has come to this point, and I can no longer turn back. If this road comes to an end, what is it?
The young man in ancient robes who read minds, lowered his eyebrows and read Yi Xiao's beliefs, his voice was still clear, he cleared his throat and asked, "Do you want to go out?"

Yi Xiao stared at this figure closely, watching him gradually blur.

The clothes of the young man in ancient robes began to emerge, and his soul power began to fly scattered, and even the outline was no longer clear.

He slowly raised a finger and pointed to the center of Tianmen: "You want to go there."

Yi Xiao turned his head with difficulty, only then did he realize that he had already lost control of this body, as if he was drunk, the world was spinning, his vision was dim, not only the young man in ancient robes sitting in the wheelchair, but also the Every blade of grass in Tianmen, the ones that are close in front of you, or those that are far away at the end, has become countless blurred shadows.

It turns out that the exhaustion of soul power is so painful.

Yi Xiao knew what three thousand wins meant.

In the center of Tianmen is a coffin.

He heard the sound of the wind blowing across the grass, and the young man in ancient robe let out a regretful and long sigh, and with relief, it turned into a rain of light.

After the ancient robed boy left, the entire Tianmen became quiet.

In Yi Xiao's soul sea, the black lotus is still blooming unscrupulously, constantly squeezing the freshly born soul power every minute and every second.

Yi Xiao stumbled towards the coffin.

Fall down.

Get up.

Fall again.

Can't get up.

I don't know how long it took.

Little by little, Yi Xiao moved and leaned, and finally rested her fingers on the coffin board, and leaned her back on the coffin.

Take a deep breath
As if exhausting all the strength in his body, Yi Xiao turned half of his body with difficulty, resting his palm on the side of the coffin lid.

With a "poof", slight smoke and dust shook from the coffin lid.

The seemingly heavy coffin board is actually extremely thin and light, with a slight force from the palm, the entire coffin cover was pushed out.

"buzz" sound

The world has become dead silent.

His Highness's soul fell silent for an instant.

Even the black lotus stopped breathing.

Tianmen wind rises
Yi Xiao stared blankly at the sleeping woman in the coffin, her bright red robe was lifted by the wind, her posture was serene, her hands folded naturally on her chest, holding a long and narrow ancient sword with red ears and white jade, and the sword pendant There is a pond fish hanging from it.

When the coffin was opened, she seemed to be asleep, with the corners of her lips raised and smiling.

Inside the gate of heaven, blades of grass danced and scabbards buzzed.

Outside the gate of heaven, the yellow sand roared, and the sword box trembled.

Eight hundred miles away, the black dragon and white phoenix sword box broke through the yellow sand, rose from the ground, and turned into a stream of light, spanning countless distances, as if spanning life and death

It plummeted straight to the bottom of the snow mountain in the Western Regions!

(End of this chapter)