[Comprehensive] God's joke

The moment Kong Lan's tears fell, he was suddenly pulled into a trembling embrace, and the bloody smell was thick and tangy, covering up his original aura.

The hoarse and low voice trembled in his ears.

"It's okay... Senior Sister, it's over, it's okay... Don't read it..."

Kong Lan struggled, escaped from this cold embrace, raised her head, with a smile on her face: "What are you talking about?"

There was water vapor in Yun Tianqing's eyes, but it didn't turn into tears.He looked at the girl in front of him, she was smiling brightly, tears were flowing, her body was trembling, even so, she still tried her best to curl the corners of her mouth, trying to smile reassuringly.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh anymore." Yun Tianqing stroked her cheek lightly, the fresh life in front of his eyes made his pain less.

Fortunately, fortunately, she was fine, otherwise Yun Tianqing would not be sure what he would do.

Kong Lan is actually not sad.The kindness of this world lies in that even death is just another beginning of life, as long as their souls are not scattered, they will still live.Her tears and trembling were only caused by the pain of her soul being torn apart. Although that injury was equivalent to a person cutting off a small piece of flesh on his arm, it would heal after a while, but it still hurts.

The disciples of the Qionghua Sect have fallen into madness, and the nightmare tapirs who were too late to evacuate were massacred everywhere. Chan You sealed the entrance to the Illusory World, and some disciples tried to attack and try to break into the Illusory World to snatch the Amethyst Stone, but There is no way.

Qingyang Chongguang and Qingyang carried Taiqing on their backs, and the other took Zong Lian to treat their injuries.

Xuanzhen is dead, Suyao is distraught, Xuanxiao looks at each other indifferently, Suyu is in a daze, Suxin loses strength and falls into a coma, the inextinguishable demon fire in the Qionghua sect is burning everywhere, corpses are everywhere, and the Qionghua disciples who are still alive Crying and laughing, some are crazy, some are sluggish, very few are rational, and the whole Qionghua is in chaos.

Kong Lan wiped away the tears on her cheeks, her expression was solemn, and with the agitation of her true energy, her voice spread across the field: "Disciples of Qionghua listen to the order! Stop attacking, and send all injured disciples, those who are incapacitated and whose lives are in danger, to Qionghua Palace. Treat serious injuries! For those who are not life-threatening and can move freely, first send the severely injured disciples to Qionghua Palace, and then heal themselves! Su Rong! Open the medicine shop and distribute healing pills to all disciples! Those with minor injuries and no injuries, cast spells The demon fire was burned in Qionghua, the corpses of the disciples who died in battle were restrained, and people were sent to monitor the movement of the illusion world! As for the remaining nightmares in the Qionghua sect, ordinary disciples are not allowed to pursue them! All those of the Suxuan generation form a sword formation, and all monsters ..."

Kong Lan's lips trembled suddenly, she closed her eyes tightly, the restlessness from her heart spread all over her body, she was trembling all over, what was throbbing in her head was the distorted murderous intent that was about to break away from the shackles of reason .

"Kill—no—forgive—!"

Kong Lan's voice spread throughout the entire Qionghua faction, and the cold killing intent in those words made the entire Qionghua faction seem quiet.

In the next moment, her orders were carried out one by one. Those who were seriously injured were treated, and those who were slightly injured went around chasing and killing monsters to save the lost property and buildings in the Qionghua faction.The Imaginary World is now on the defensive, putting on a posture that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water to seal the entrance, without the strength of six elders, it is impossible to break in.

Kong Lan has completely sorry for the nightmares, how could she really break open the gate and let the Qionghua faction enter and rob them?

and……

Until now, Kong Lan has actually not intervened in the system's judgment.

Because all the damned are dead, and the undeserving are still alive.

She couldn't make a move, so that the Qionghua faction, which would perish in 19 years, had accumulated enough spiritual power in advance to soar.

She could only try her best to let the Qionghua faction leave Suyao with enough inheritance so that Suyao could stand up as soon as possible.

As for the demon world, she may only be able to save Liu Mengli as compensation for Chan You.

No matter what, she killed Ji Po, she is ashamed of the illusion world.

Yes, for the demons, this is just a matter of position. They will not blame Kong Lan, just like those demons who have taken refuge in the demon world and the heavenly world.

You want to protect what you hold dear, I want to protect what I hold dear, right or wrong.

that is it.

Kong Lan stood there straight, still caressing the hilt of the sword lightly with one hand, and there was no trace of blood on her body.Three steps away from her is Senior Sister Suyao, who is tightly hugging Xuan Zhen's body. Behind her is Yun Tianqing, and farther away, Xuan Xiao looked at her with complicated eyes, while Su Yu lowered her eyes, I don't know what to think.

Kong Lan curled her lips and smiled, listening to the wailing of the nightmare before her death, every sound made her hands tremble.

Sometimes the most painful thing is not life and death, but powerlessness.

After she gave the order, she turned her head to look at Yun Tianqing, said with a bright smile, "Junior Brother Tianqing, don't worry, everything will be fine!"

Seeing her like this, Yun Tianqing suddenly wanted to cry, but he just twitched his lips slightly and couldn't say a word.

Did she ever feel better when she gave the order to kill her own people?

Kong Lan walked to Suyao's side, was silent for a while, and said calmly: "Senior sister, it's time to cheer up, the sect still needs you. Senior brother also doesn't want to see you like this."

Suyao sat there quietly, still persisting in using the water magic over and over again, trying to stop the bleeding.Her face was as pale as paper, and seeing that she was about to lose all strength, Kong Lan took a step forward, grabbed her arm with one hand and lifted her up, the smile on her face finally disappeared.

"Senior Sister, that's enough."

"How can you not accept reality like this?"

"You don't have time to be sad now, understand?"

"With the share of the dead, live well, understand?"

"Come to your senses! Sister!"

Her voice trembled, and her light voice became hoarse due to extreme depression and patience. She didn't know whether it was reflecting the demon fire or because of grief, those clear and bright black eyes were faintly churning dark red at this moment.

Su Yao looked at her numbly.

Kong Lan ignored it, and she silently took the Changhong Sword, the sword that she sacrificed with her flesh and blood, and let out a wail in her hand, as if she was weeping for the departure of its master.

"Good boy, you only belong to your master." Kong Lan gently touched the Changhong Sword, wiped off the blood on the sword, and carried it on her back.

Kong Lan came to the Juanyun Terrace, looked at the piercing sword pillar, Suyu, who was lost in spirit, and Xuan Xiao, whose aura was getting colder and colder. He settled down, made sure that he was awake enough, and then smiled habitually: " The sword pillar has stabilized, so the juniors and juniors can rest for a while."

"Senior Sister, do as you please." Xuan Xiao flicked his sleeves, walked to the corner of Juanyun Terrace, closed his eyes and meditated.

"Junior Sister Suyu?" Kong Lan turned to look at Suyu, with distressed eyes.

If possible, she really didn't want this cold and shrewd woman to see any darkness. Those transparent and pure eyes shouldn't be so gloomy.

Kong Lan gently took her hand, and her voice softened: "Junior Sister Suyu... you also rest?"

Suyu lowered her head and nodded slowly after a long while.

Seeing that the matter seemed to be resolved, Kong Lan, who has always loved to use force and seldom used his brain, felt exhausted. She turned around and planned to go back to rest. The remnant soul of the fairy god hanging down to her ankle made her feel a little suspicious.

She needs to prove the idea.

Kong Lan was thinking about this, suddenly, Suyu's voice sounded behind him.

"Sister..."

Kong Lan stopped and looked back at her, her eyes were as pure as water, her smile was as clean as ever, and she was reassuring: "What's wrong with Junior Sister Suyu?"

"Senior Sister thinks...is this right?" Suyu didn't know why she would ask such a question. The hatred in her heart was no less than others, and the pain was no less than others. But at the same time, she also knew that Qionghua did it for her own self-interest. Such a thing, in fact, is to blame...

Would it have been different if she had stopped it in the first place?

If she starts to stop now, will there be time?

As Suyu thought this way, an idea gradually became clear in her heart.

But she suddenly wanted to hear what Kong Lan had to say.

Kong Lan held back her smile slightly, and looked at her quietly.

Suyu lowered her eyes, not knowing what exactly she was confirming to her.

a long time.

Kong Lan once again burst into a smile, looking at Suyu, but it was as if looking through her at the person who died long ago.

"There are many things that cannot be said right or wrong. Perhaps in this world, the only thing that can be done... is to let oneself have a clear conscience. I have worked hard for my heart, even if the ending is not good, even if I have regrets, Nothing to regret."

Kong Lan looked at Suyu, raised her right hand and made a strong movement, and laughed: "Anyway, if Junior Sister Suyu wants to do something, go for it! I will always support you!"

Suyu raised her head suddenly, and just stared at her in a daze.

Kong Lan left.

Suyu took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on her face, gentle and tender, as leisurely and beautiful as that ink painting.

Kong Lan returned to her disciple's room. Because of the protection of her territory, the other disciple's rooms were almost destroyed, but her room was still intact.Corpses are placed on the sword dance floor, and these corpses will be cremated at that time.

Kong Lan closed the door and set up a formation. If anyone approaches the formation, she will be notified, and outsiders will not notice the movement in the house.

After making sure that no one would spy on the scene here, Kong Lan released the remnant soul from her body.

The elegant and gentle soul stood in front of her, with a somewhat complicated look on his handsome and unparalleled face. He was replenished with Kong Lan's soul energy, and now his soul seemed to be much more stable.

"Su Lan is really, it's beyond my expectation..." His face was complicated and restrained, and he wore a signature warm and harmless smile, but his eyes were deep and evil, which inexplicably made him extremely dangerous.

Kong Lan waved her hand and looked at him expressionlessly: "Who the hell are you?"

"...Prince Changqin." He said.

The guess in Kong Lan's heart was confirmed, and she asked, "Why do you lack a soul and four souls?"

Changqin smiled more and more softly, looked at Kong Lan softly, "Su Lan wants to hear it? It's a very long story..."

"Let's just say it." Kong Lan said lightly.

In the ancient times, the gods lived in the remote realm of the world. Zhu Rong, the god of fire, took the wooden qin from Mt. Li and made three pianos in total, named Huanglai, Luanlai and Fenglai.Zhu Rong cherishes the three pianos very much, especially Fenglai, who plays them all the time.The phoenix transforms into a spirit, has a human form, can speak human language, wish Rong Xinyue, and asks the emperor Nvwa to use the technique of pulling the soul to make this spirit a complete life, named Prince Changqin, treat each other with the friendship of father and son .

The prince Changqin is gentle and quiet. Apart from the quiet practice on weekdays, he likes to play music in the wilderness of Mt.Although Qianyu is weak, he firmly believes that he is different from others, and one day he will cultivate himself into a Yinglong who can penetrate the heavens and the earth.It makes an appointment with Prince Changqin, and if it becomes a dragon, Prince Changqin must sit beside the dragon's horn, take it up to the sky and into the earth, ride on the wind, and travel between mountains and rivers.

Hundreds of years later, Emperor Fuxi was dissatisfied with all kinds of things in the human world, and led his people to leave the human world and ascend to the sky.The crown prince, Changqin, is attached to the scenery of Mt. Yu, but he has no choice but to be reluctant to say goodbye.After ascending to heaven, Fuxi transformed his followers into immortal bodies, as did Prince Changqin.All the gods were busy building the heavenly palace. Three hundred days later, everything was settled. The prince Changqin went down to the lower bound of Mt. Mt. He just remembered that one day in the sky and one year under the earth, 300 years passed away in a hurry. Mt. Mt. was nowhere to be seen. .

So time flies, thousands of years later, a black dragon, playing in the water in the south of the human world, aroused public grievances. The black dragon injured Fuxi and sent a celestial general to punish it, and fled into Buzhou Mountain. Changqin goes to Buzhou Mountain to capture the black dragon.Unexpectedly, this evil dragon turned out to be the water scorpion in the past, and even more unexpected, it was the trip of the three gods who went wrong, causing the Tianzhu of Buzhou Mountain to collapse, and the world was almost destroyed.

The gods worked hard for a long time, and the calamity came to an end.Qianyu was donated by the goddess Chishui as a mount, and she was no longer free.Gonggong Zhurong went to the abyss in the east of the Bohai Sea and returned to the market for thousands of years.The prince Changqin was demoted to a mortal, and he would go to immortality forever. After falling into the mortal world, he would be widowed with relatives and love, reincarnated and reborn, all of them are lonely lives.From then on, the heaven got a black dragon mount of a goddess, and lost a fairy who was good at playing piano music.

The original body of the prince Changqin was destroyed by Fenglai, and the three souls and seven souls were attached to Mt. Yushan on the way to reincarnation, and they were separated by craftsmen of the Longyuan tribe in the human world.Jiaoli used the forbidden method to take his soul and four souls, and forged the sword of Fenji. The suffering of the separation of the souls is hard to describe, and the remaining two souls and three souls were unwilling to disperse, and had nowhere to go.Every time Jiaoli's wife gives birth, two souls and three souls are attached to Jiaoli's son, Minghun, and he is born soon.

Jiaoyue often stared at Fenji since he was a child, and seemed to have a feeling in his heart. The seven fierce swords cast by the Longyuan tribe were sealed by Nuwa. Because of losing the sword of Fenji, Jiaoyue died in a sword-forging furnace. .

Since then, Prince Changqin escaped from reincarnation with the method of crossing the soul, and wandered around the world, intending to find his other half of the soul...

During this period, when he was crossing his soul, he also had relatives and friends, but if he told the truth about all this, they would all turn their faces ruthlessly, arrest him, and torture him in various ways. This only occupied their relatives. A monster with a shell...

The prince Changqin spoke softly, his smiling brows and eyes were as gentle as before, only the coolness in his eyes was faintly visible.

'Heh, I don't know if I treat me like you from the bottom of my heart, or if I treat me like those people?If it is true... the grace of saving life, the friendship of gifting a sword, and the love of continuing the soul, how can we not repay it?Then erase your memory, that is...'