Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 86
In the Corridor of Time, the mortal blood moved forward with difficulty. Every time it took a step forward, the blood dripped a little. The scattered blood overflowed and fell on the corridor in drops.

Her face was pale, but her eyes were full of determination. She was enduring the pain to the marrow, the corners of her mouth were raised, and her silver teeth were clenched.

Her heart seemed to be telling herself, hold on, hold on. If she didn't hold on, she felt that she would lose something important to her.

With firm eyes and firm steps, he walked down the pale corridor step by step.

A bright red robe has been scattered like rags, covering her body, revealing a little bit of fair skin, and the quiet and monotonous corridor is oppressive.

It made people breathless, and the flying long hair also calmed down, scattered on her scarred back. From time to time, a piece of broken hair fell on the corridor, becoming one with the corridor.

What she didn't know was that this was the process of turning the fake into the real. Only after going through this heart-wrenching pain can she completely turn into the real, and then step into the plight of the human world.

Her eyes were blurred, and the white in front of her eyes seemed to reflect real pictures, her father's comfort in the past, and her smiling smile accompanied her.

When I received the news that day, I stood alone under the willow tree in front of my door, feeling sad and crying alone.Tears dripped down, drowning all the sadness.

Since then, the smile on his face has gradually decreased. He practiced martial arts every day to strengthen his own strength and investigate the cause of his father's death.

I remember that when she got the news for the first time, she once laughed heartily, under her father's spirit position, she didn't care.

"Ren Pingsheng!"

Killing everywhere, the thoughts of hatred turned into black resentment, which seemed to be the same as the essence, lingering around the world of mortals and flying around.

The murmurs in her mouth strengthened her belief, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she took heavy steps, but found that she couldn't fall down no matter what.

It was as if there were pieces of falling rocks under her feet, accumulating into pieces and piled up under her feet, organizing her steps to fall.

The body began to shake uncontrollably, on the verge of falling, and the black and white colors around him were still spinning, but the white became a bit dimmer than before.

Placed next to black, it seems very insignificant, and hatred accumulates in her heart, supporting her not to give up, but to keep moving forward.

"what!"

The long hair flew away, Hong Chenxue stepped down, and finally took a step forward, and then raised his feet, but found that lifting his feet was several times harder than falling, sweat soaked his clothes, tightly wrapped around Hongchenxue's body.

Outline Miaoman's figure, like a devil, but the spring light on the body suddenly, the bloodstains scattered all over the body, it looks extremely bleak.

Full of hatred, she supported her to move forward, but she couldn't move an inch, she couldn't move a single bit, and opened her eyes with difficulty, as if she saw her father waving to her.

"Father!"

Whispering, her face showed a look of attachment, eyes full of admiration, if not, just give up!

The will began to sink, she couldn't hold on anymore, she was already too tired.

"I can't hold on any longer!"

Opening his mouth, he murmured towards his father floating in the air, his face full of sadness and shame.

"Xue'er, let's rest!"

The old man Tianjian gradually floated to Hong Chenxue's side, stroking her loose long hair, and said softly.

As he spoke, he stroked her messy long hair, tidied it up and spread it over her back.

For example, when she was a child and she didn't know how to comb her hair, every morning, her serious father would patiently help her comb her hair into an elegant and beautiful hairstyle.

"Father!"

Biting her red lips lightly, she stubbornly lowered her head, unwilling to face her father, and relaxed her stiff steps, why not give up!
Whispering in her heart, the stubborn eyelids in her eyes relaxed, and the pain all over her body hit her bone-piercingly, telling her how to choose.

Just stay here and be with your father. As for the matter of enmity, let him drift away with the wind!
Her eyebrows were as smooth as the brilliant peonies in the painting, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she moved back, she was about to give up.

Raising his head, he saw the tenderness and pity on his father's face. Isn't this exactly what he wanted?
Thinking about it, she raised her hand to hold her father's hand stroking his long hair. A bit of coldness made her shiver.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a person who was free and uninhibited and wild and natural gradually came into view, and then filled his heart.

"Trainee!"

When I called out her name, my cold and gentle heart suddenly became firm, no, I can't give up yet, I can't give up.

"Can not give up!"

"Xue'er, Xue'er." The old man Tianjian shouted with great effort, reaching out his hand to touch the blood of Hong Chen, but it felt that the distance was getting farther and farther, just shouting with great effort.

"Father, I can't come with you yet, wait for me, wait for me, I still have him and the trainees."

Hong Chenxue turned to his father, as if explaining, or perhaps struggling, breaking away from the dream abruptly.

"Ow!"

Looking up to the sky with a loud roar, she returned to reality, her eyes were still dripping with blood, and she was at a loss, but this time she was no longer filled with hatred, and her heart was cold.

The figure of the trainee seemed to be hanging in front of her eyes, guiding her on the way forward. This time, the road ahead was clear.

"The sun is falling, the stars are sinking, the Luoshen is angry and the emperor is singing"

Holding the gun in the left hand and the sword in the right hand, the gun and the sword are combined into one, the world is full of sharpness, and the front is bright and generous!

In the green grassy wilderness, Gucheng and Ying Hongxue discussed a plan, guessing where the red dust and blood would go, and finally reached an agreement, Ren Shengsheng.

"Going to Miss Hua Zhi's place first has been delayed for a long time. It's time for me to embark on my due journey."

After the words fell, Gucheng looked at Yinghongxue,

"After the matter is over, I will go to find Ren Pingsheng and deal with the matter of the world of mortals."

"Then you and I will go to Miss Hua Zhi's place first!"

Ying Hongxue spoke, and as she spoke, she took the first step and walked straight, with her green shirt fluttering, her spear on her back, and the imperial edict chanting.Gu Cheng followed closely behind, following Ying Hongxue's figure, and headed towards the medical clinic.

In front of the medical center, Gucheng hugged Xinyue. Xinyue still had the same lazy look, with his tail drooping and his big white tail dazzling the eyes.Wrapping around Gucheng's neck, he felt very warm.

"Miss Hua Zhi, Hongxue, I will leave Tianxing to you."

Gu Cheng bowed his body to salute the two, his waist bent so low that it was almost ninety degrees.

"Young master, you don't have to be like this. This is what you should do. It's not a bother."

Hua Zhi hurriedly stretched out her hand to support Gucheng, and said in a hurry, her expression was a little flustered, and her speech was no longer as submissive and soft as before.

"Bon voyage, if things go wrong, you can come back here and find me."

Ying Hongxue only spoke lightly, but her expression still couldn't hide her concern. After all, she had a good sense of this man who looked like her father and cared for her very much.

Gucheng stared fixedly at Yinghongxue for a long time before saying: "Xue'er, I will."

After saying this, Gucheng's gown fluttered, calling out the long sail he had been holding in his hand, waving it with the wind, and strode away.

"The country is transcribed in the book, and the country is pointed out in the ink. Copper coins are sprinkled, iron mouths are broken, and the hexagrams are up to you. Count all the things in the world, and divination the love of the poor. Name: Wushuang Xiangshi, title: Xiangshi Wushuang."

Walking far away, you can still hear the distant poems coming slowly.

Hua Xu looked enviously into the distance, and said, "Big Brother, you are so handsome!"

Hua Xu wanted to say more, but Hua Zhi pulled him and covered his mouth.

On the side, Ying Hongxue's eyes were dull, looking at the place where Gucheng left from a distance. Suddenly, he stepped on the ground and floated towards the place where Gucheng left.

(End of this chapter)