Under the moonlight, the sky and the earth are quiet.

the scabbard emitting a blazing golden light hangs high in the air.

Zhu Jiuyin held the wind sword in his hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and he waited quietly.

suddenly there is a wind blowing on the face, blowing white clothes and black hair dancing.

“coming~” IDX=”5″> Zhu Jiuyin slowly opened his eyes, and what was greeted by red vertical pupils was a white smoke column.

rushed from afar and straight into the scabbard.

“Boom~” IDX=”8″, and the loud >noise, the big earthquake trembled.

Article 2, Article 3, Article 4….

I don’t know how vast the land, countless thick pillars of smoke rolled, like endless silver dragons, flowing through rivers, flying over mountains, all swallowed by the scabbard of the sword.

scabbard is difficult to carry so many Qi Luck White Dragons, and it continues to sink from the sky.

Tsing Yi’s ten honmei characters have long been eclipsed.

golden yellow is flooded with silver.

like a white sun crossing the world.

Zhu Jiuyin put the fingers of his left hand side by side, stroking the bladeless ink ruler.

if this sword goes down, many, many people will die.

and will die a miserable and painful death.

After the Wei kingdom was destroyed, could the new dynasty lead the people to a rich harvest of grain and live in peace?

overthrow the old temple and build a new one on top of the ruins.

Will be better than before?

even a hint.

Zhu Jiuyin does not know and does not want to know.

“Will destroying the Wei dynasty make me happy?”

Zhu Jiuyin smiled indifferently, “Will ~” IDX=”25″>Life is short, only fast.

“Go!”

throw hard.

listen to the wind sword piercing the sky.

in an instant, like an eternal immortal light, suddenly fell.

firmly inserted into the scabbard.

boom.

mountains and rivers are broken.

the white sun dissipates.

……

“Shhh!”

when he saw Zhu Jiuyin again, Tsing Yi couldn’t help but gasp.

moon and snow.

the oncoming teenager was shattered, like a crumbling porcelain vase full of cracks.

the boy’s desolate face as snow, red eyes that spilled gold, so that every strand of hair burst into fine cracks.

Qing Yi couldn’t help but stretch out his thumb at Zhu Jiuyin and spit out a word, “Fierce!” ”

After throwing the wind sword to Tsing Yi, Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his rough palms that were like broken and then sloppy spliced together, and struggled to sit on the front of the car.

“It’s over, go home~

” crunch, the carriage swayed in the direction of Aquarius.

……

one person and one mouse when going.

three people and one mouse at the time of return.

and so on, the familiar outline of the town is seen from afar, and the snow between heaven and earth has melted most of it.

Tsing Yi, who was sitting on the golden silk nan coffin, raised his arms and stretched comfortably.

then gently patted the coffin lid under his butt, “Child, it’s home.” ”

In the cold wind blowing from the other side of the town, the whispers of the residents’ parents can be faintly heard.

Tsing Yi asked: “Nan Candle, where are you going to bury this child?” ”

“Is it your Buzhou Mountain, or his mother’s peach blossom forest?”

those cracks have become faint in the palm of the hand that looked like a spider’s web before.

Zhu Jiuyin withdrew his gaze and whispered, “Bury it by his mother’s side.” ”

“The fallen leaves must return to their roots, and the chicks must return to their nests.”

“The root and nest are not in the Buzhou Mountain, nor in the peach blossom forest, nor in me.”

slender palm gently stroked the golden silk nan wooden coffin, “Where is Nanjinping, where is the root and nest of Xiaobu.” < p idx="58"> Qing Yi pouted, “I am also half a master of this child.” ”

“Since you have prepared the large piece of the coffin, then I have to come to the rest of the small funeral items.”

Zhu Jiuyin bowed his head slightly, “Yes.” ”

“In addition, the burial date is chosen by me, as for the grave, you dig.”

“Finally, this coffin cannot return to the Chen family courtyard in Wuyi Lane today.”

Tsing Yi secluded road.

“Why?”

Zhu Jiuyin was puzzled.

“Because the corpse and soul are incomplete, the king of Hades will not accept it.”

“If you receive it, it will also enter the animal road.”

Tsing Yi’s three lacquered pupils narrowed slightly, “Tonight, I will sew the body of this child.” ”

“Let this kid leave the world intact and decent.”

Qing Yi bowed his head slightly and looked at Zhu Jiuyin, who was intently watching.

couldn’t help but touch his face, “Do I have flowers on my face?” ”

Zhu Jiuyin smiled, “Let Xiao Budian know that you, the scholar who has always had nostrils in the sky, will be so good to him, he will be very happy, especially happy.” ”

“hum~”

“> Qing Yi snorted coldly, his chin twitched Zhu Jiuyin, “You person, the speech is ugly, which of your eyes sees my nostrils facing the sky?!” ”

……

at the covered bridge of the town, Zhu Jiuyin got off the carriage.

“Remember, don’t bother me tonight.”

Tsing Yi waved his hand, chased the old horse, pulled the coffin, and drove across the covered bridge.

“little cyclone.”

“Master, please.”

“We… Go home too. ”

small whirlwind rings the conjuring bell.

On the ancient road where the mortal body is invisible, there are more than a hundred ethereal soul bodies.

follow the crisp ringing and go straight to Buzhou Mountain.

……

=”86″> [Host: Zhu Jiuyin

Shouyuan: Immortal (immortal and immortal

) True body: Candle Dragon (Fine Snake Stage)

Repair: 103.7 meters (896.3 meters after advancing to the fierce stage)]

[Master and

Apprentice Return System: Temporarily closed (please wait for the destined person)].

< p idx="91"> [remaining free time: 28 hours] [total of three free time: 252 hours

consumed: 249 hours

countdown: 05:51:47]

twenty-six days of crossing this realm, twenty-six days of freedom.

less than three days left.

“If Xiao Budian can live, he will live until he fulfills those dreams.”

“I’d rather not have a holiday.”

Under the mountain, Zhu Jiuyin smashed the thin ice, bowed the cold stream and washed his face.

he immediately stood up and raised his right arm high.

vertical arm as a knife.

slash hard.

terrifying edge is like a river of stars, flying down 3,000 feet.

with a loud click, the earth suddenly broke into a crack.

the crack is extremely wide and not many miles long, starting from the Buzhou Mountain and extending to the end of the endless sky.

rather than a crack, it is more appropriate to describe it as an abyss.

“Go down!”

with a wave of the sleeve robe, hundreds of soul bodies fell into the abyss like dumplings.

Chen Chong, Cao Gang, Lan Xiang, Bai Liu, Lan Father Lan Mu, etc.

came to a huge bluestone next to the abyss.

Zhu Jiuyin pondered for a while, his fingertips swallowing vigorously.

referring to the word ‘netherworld’ on bluestone.

……

sunset dusk.

Zhu Jiuyin walked out of the cave.

holding an ordinary iron sword.

came to the two peach trees that were killed by lightning, Zhu Jiuyin bit his finger and dripped a drop of red blood onto the iron sword sword.

originally rusty iron sword, immediately red and sharp.

the nail is inscribed with ancient runes on the sword body.

After after about Mo Yi Yi incense, Zhu Jiuyin handed the iron sword to Little Whirlwind.

“Does the master want me to practice swords?”

little whirlwind took it curiously.

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head, “From tomorrow, you will enter the Nether at your leisure and use this sword to stab those soul bodies. ”

“How cruel how to come.”

little whirlwind nodded its head, like a chicken pecking rice, “Don’t worry, master, I’m idle.” < p idx="126"> sat cross-kneeled with the body of the scorched black peach tree, and Zhu Jiuyin’s red eyes looked at the brilliant sunset.

“Master, I heard the words of those humans in the town, after death, people will go down to the Yin Cao Di Mansion, enter the ghost gate pass, and walk through the Huangquan Road. After Yan Luo’s trial, the wicked went to the eighteenth level of hell, and the good went to the Naihe Bridge, drank a bowl of Meng Po soup, forgot the past, and went back to the six realms of reincarnation. ”

“Master, will Xiao Budian also drink Meng Po soup?”

“Will he forget his master?”

Little Whirlwind tilted its little head, and the red onyx-like bright mouse eyes did not blink, staring at Zhu Jiuyin’s ancient well-wubo’s face.

Zhu Jiuyin whispered, “I won’t let Yan Luo judge Xiao Xiao. ”

“It will not make him forget this life.”

……

Ps: The second meal has not been eaten, and the third chapter should be until the early hours of the morning.

Today and Saturday are on holiday, the background is full of machine review, and I don’t know if it can be released.

I can’t wait to read it tomorrow, which is also three chapters.

Finally, three names are solicited, Cangxue Daddy, and Brother.

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