Birdseye

Xingru didn't respond, the longbow in his hand turned into a red light and disappeared in his hand, he looked up at the huge crack on the seal on the top of his head, after a while, he looked into Feng Yuan's eyes, and asked him: "Are you Are you planning to go back?"

Feng Yuan had no way to deceive him anymore, and said in a low voice: "Yes."

The wind and rain were like darkness, the dark clouds like thick ink were getting lower and lower, silver and white lightning flashed and shuttled endlessly between the clouds, and the blood rain dripped from Feng Yuan's face, dripping down.

Xingru opened her lips, as if she had something to say, but in the end all of them turned into shallow sighs, swaying in the heavy rain.

Feng Yuan reached out and touched Xingru's icy cheek, and asked him softly, "Don't be angry, okay?"

Xingru's eyes flickered slightly, at this moment, how could he be angry with him?

He held Feng Yuan's hand, pursed his lips and said nothing, Feng Yuan's somewhat embarrassed figure was reflected in his gray eyes.

The sound of the wind is hoarse, Feng Yuan has never been like this before, he just wants to hide and lock his Xingru, and put it in a place where no one can find it, and wait for the matter to come back to him.

But now, he can only look at him here, but there is nothing he can do.

In the past, he felt that the years in the heaven were long and boring, and even if he became an eternity in the future, he would return to the heaven and earth again, and it was just a big dream. However, it was not until recently that he suddenly realized that this life is still too short.

He always wanted to go back to the past with his Xingru, but he couldn't do it anymore.

"I'll be with you." Xingru said slowly.

The rain was heavy, and a huge silver lightning came over the fog. Mengshu looked at them for a while, then raised his head somewhat disappointedly, and looked at the cracked seal on the top of his head. He stretched out his hand and landed on the seal. Chong Yu had already Transformed into one of the eighteen seals above the head.

He had entangled himself for so many years, and now that he wanted to stay here with him, it was another fulfillment.

He turned his head and looked at Feng Yuan again, Feng Yuan made a wooden figure and sent it to the demon lord, thinking that he could guard the demon lord for him until the demon lord no longer needed him, but in the end, He's still a little off.

When he turned the tree-like branches into Ji Huaizhou, Mengshu thought that if this majesty remembered the past, he would definitely discover the truth of this matter.

It's just that he never thought that he would be discovered by the devil so soon.

That's fine, remembering it now is much better than remembering it later.

Mengshu retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand and sacrificed another ray of soul, at this moment the pain just now was gone, and Chong Yu seemed to have been by his side all the time, and he felt a little regret in his heart, over the past so many years, why? Take out that finder ruler sooner and take a look.

It’s just that talking about these things now, besides increasing troubles, has no other benefits.

The wind is like a knife, without a trace for a long time, Feng Yuan raised his hand and plucked the petals of the Udumbara flower hidden in the hair of the demon lord. His Xingru finally remembered him, but he wanted to watch him become a feather, perhaps Be with him and sleep in this seal forever.

Xingru has just gone through a catastrophe and returned to the Demon Realm. He could have been his free and easy Demon Lord in the Demon Realm, but now...

Looking back at where she came from, Xingru's suffering in this life is actually all because of herself.

If only he had never, never met himself.

Xingru leaned on Feng Yuan's body, rubbed his chin with his lips affectionately, then raised his hand and held up a flame to imprint on the crack of the vortex, but the small fiery red imprint quickly dissipated, he tilted his head and looked at Feng Yuan asked him: "Is the seal here to be repaired with the soul?"

His tone was brisk, as if it was not a big deal to sacrifice his soul with Feng Yuan here.

In a trance, the glazed glass shattered, the maze scattered, Feng Yuan seemed to return to many years ago at this moment, Xingru was still Xingru, and he was still his highness.

He laughed, nodded, raised his hand, and his fingertips shone with faint golden light, but suddenly there was an earth-shattering impact sound from the outer world, the sound was like a landslide and tsunami, rushing forward, and the cracks in the seal were instantly torn apart. Feng Yuan's expression changed slightly, he held Xing Ru's hand tightly, and said to him: "It's too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, the seal under Mengshu shook violently. Dozens of cracks on the seal were all cracked, and the ear-piercing roar of the heavenly demon could be heard. drowsy.

Dark clouds like thick ink rushed down from the vortex, enveloping the three of them together. With a loud bang, the demon broke through the seal, opened its bloody mouth, and breathed out black mist, like a giant serpent whizzing away with thunder and lightning. Come.

He was finally born, although he exhausted all the evil energy he had just absorbed from the Nine Nether Realm, but it was much better than being trapped in the outer realm, and he could feel that these high gods were just at the end of their strength.

As long as you let him out, no one can stop him anymore.

The three of Xingru quickly escaped from the black mist. Xingru stood in mid-air, raised his hand and pulled up his longbow, and the feathered arrows transformed by divine power burst out of the sky with fire, like a mighty thunder and lightning, stepping through the long rain of blood and falling on the ground. On the tail of the demon.

The Heavenly Demon roared angrily, frantically flicked the long tail behind it, and slammed heavily on the high and low hillsides, making crackling noises, the ground cracked, and bloody water merged into streams and rushed into the dark abyss.

Thunder bursts in the distance, and heavy rain poured down. In this red rain curtain, the Lord of the Demon Realm, dressed in white clothes, was blown by the wind, like a blooming Udumbara flower in the bloody rain. His hands kept moving, Feathered arrows streaked across the gloomy sky like meteors and landed on Tianmo.

The Heavenly Demon roared and rushed towards Xingru, Xingru's long bow turned into a divine sword, Feng Yuan now only had a meager amount of divine power, and the Kunwu Sword in his hand turned into dozens of snow-white sword shadows, forming a sword array around the Heavenly Demon.And Mengshu held up the star-finding ruler, all kinds of divine lights intertwined and scattered in the black mist, and the rain of starlight and fire fell one after another, like a grand fireworks.

The demon was trapped in the same place and couldn't get out, and he became more and more annoyed. He used the black mist to form wings hanging from the sky. The wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun. With a slight flap, a violent hurricane swept across the hills and plains, and the rusty mottled city walls of the city were renewed. It collapsed into ruins in an instant.

In the hurricane, the sword shadow of Kunwu Sword shattered into a few faint lights, like a meteor across the sky, fleeting, Feng Yuan's face was bloodless, and his thin figure swayed slightly in the rain, Xingru glanced absently, In the mist, the sword body was covered with bright golden light.

Xingru frowned and looked at the Heavenly Demon. Not only would he not be able to seal the Heavenly Demon if he continued to work so hard, but they would also die from exhaustion. On the other hand, he didn't know that Tianmo had already cunningly ambushed his huge long tail behind him, and suddenly attacked Xingru. Mengshu yelled and threw the Xingrui in his hand, but the Xingru did not wait for the Xingru to fall. On the body of the demon, it fell into the sky.

At this time, being attacked by the demon from both sides, Xingru had no time to dodge, so he simply ignored it and stabbed the long sword at the demon's head wholeheartedly.

As soon as the demon was stabbed, he shook his head like a madman, his wings fluttered in the air, but the gust of wind behind him stopped at this moment. Over all the hustle and bustle of the world, it forms a strange and somewhat familiar tune.

Xingru seemed to realize something, he turned his head a little stiffly, Feng Yuan was behind him just now, blocking the sky demon's sneak attack for him with his body.

He raised his head and smiled at Xingru, and then fell from the midair like an autumn goose with broken wings. The Kunwu sword fell out of his hand and fell into the water, making a crackling sound like ice breaking.

Xingru's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and he couldn't grab him.

The flesh and blood on Feng Yuan's back burst open in an instant, and the bright red blood trickled down, exposing the dense white bones inside. He didn't feel any pain, and just looked up at the sky. The demon in the air forgot the pain on his head just now, and laughed wildly , wagging his tail happily.

Xingru came to Feng Yuan's side, squatted down, and raised his hand to touch the hideous wound behind him, but he was afraid of hurting him.

"It's okay, don't cry." Feng Yuan comforted him, then staggered up from the ground, looked up at the Heavenly Demon who was about to rush out of the Nine Nether Realm.

With a face as heavy as water, he turned his head and glanced at Xingru next to him, raised his hand and gently put the somewhat messy hair on Xingru's forehead behind his ears, and then...

Golden light emanated from his body, golden lotuses bloomed from his feet for the first time, bright red blood fell on the lotus stamens, and the ethereal Sanskrit sounds curled up from the sky.

He finally exhausted his whole body's cultivation, and used the Kunwu sword in his hand to forcibly draw a barrier around the demon. The blood rain fell on the barrier, as if erecting a tall rusty screen, and the peach blossoms were blooming on the screen , Weaving a strange and gorgeous mirage, the demon is trapped in it like this.

The demon roared, howled, and hit, all to no avail.

The blood rained endlessly, and the world in the Nine Nether Realm was only black and red.

Feng Yuan took half a step back, sat down slumped, and leaned against the soil slope behind him, with a slightly sleepy expression, he raised his hand, and gently pulled Xing Ru's clothes: "Xing Ru, sit with me for a while."

The enchantment formed by his divine power cannot trap the demon for a long time. The only way is to inject the soul into it. Perhaps after decades or hundreds of years, the enchantment here will break again, but he can There is only so much that can be done.

Xingru sat down beside him and leaned on his shoulder, he listened to Feng Yuan whispering to himself: "If only I could have waited for you in the Garan Tower at that time, it would be fine."

But how long will it take?

It takes 76 years to wait in the Garan Tower before seeing him again.

The blood-colored rain slowly trickled down Xingru's eyes, and fell on his snow-white clothes, like a large wave of botomo flowers blooming. He hugged Feng Yuan's arm, "This is also very good."

Feng Yuan turned around, lowered his head slightly, and put his lips on Xingru's cold lips, Xingru raised his hand to hug him back, their lips touched together, and Feng Yuan just touched him gently.

Xingru blinked, many small drops of water condensed on the curled eyelashes, his gray eyes reflected the bleak figure of Feng Yuan, the fallen mountains and rivers in the Nine Nether Realm, and the turbulence between the heaven and the earth. Passers-by in a hurry.

In this boundless heavy rain, slightly salty tears slid to the corners of his lips, carrying an indelible bitterness.

Xingru knew that he was leaving her again.

In the past, he couldn't come back from the top of Nanshan early and see him again, but now in this Nine Nether Realm, he can't seem to keep him.

He held Feng Yuan's hand, and slowly poured divine power into him. In fact, he knew in his heart that immortals and demons have different ways, and it was actually useless for him to do this. He closed his eyes and hugged him tightly.

Suddenly the dazzling golden light spread from the place where their hands were clasped, and then illuminated the sky and the earth. Countless sparks swirled around them, and the golden lotus danced, accompanied by golden Sanskrit characters, giving birth to many bizarre illusions.

And in this illusion, a hundred flowers blossomed, the phoenix sang, and the fiery red tail feathers carried thousands of streams of light falling down. The stream of light fell into the bloody water, and the water surface rippled and became clear in an instant.

Tens of thousands of years ago, at the beginning of chaos, before Feng Yuan was born, he lived among a huge rock in Qihe Mountain, and was accompanied by a phoenix egg every day, and the phoenix egg always liked to touch him when he was bored. With a thumping sound, he shook himself happily.

It's just that the little phoenix is ​​really weak, and whenever he encounters a violent storm, he will always be sluggish for a while. Feng Yuan pours the divine power he has absorbed from the world into the phoenix egg, and keeps his little phoenix in the eggshell day by day. grow up steadily.

This has been the case for many years, until Feng Yuan was born, and no longer remember such a front.

They were originally born from the same heaven and earth, and their divine power also belonged to the same source.

The thick divine power trapped in the body of this phoenix is ​​now returning to Feng Yuan's body like a torrent of river water.

The blooming golden lotus held Feng Yuan in the air, the wound on his back was healing rapidly, the former Lord of Heaven and Earth was about to return, Xingru looked up at him, tilted his head, squinted and smiled unconsciously stand up.

The golden lotus turned into a few snowflakes and fell into the Nine Nether Realm, Feng Yuan opened his eyes, and the phoenix woven with silver thread on the black robe was vivid under the reflection of the streamer, he fell from the sky, came to Xingru's eyes, and looked down. The lower body touched his head, lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, and said to him: "Wait for me."

Xingru nodded, stood up slightly, and lightly pecked Feng Yuan's chin.

Feng Yuan laughed, he turned around, held the Kunwu sword and flew up to the outside of the barrier, which was already covered with spider web-like cracks, he stood in the air, watching the demon break through the barrier again.

The body of Kunwu sword glowed with a piercing divine light, and the sword light was like a pillar of light that slashed towards the demon who had just rushed out of the barrier. The billowing smoke and dust under the vortex rose from the ground and lined up on both sides, and the boundless rain of blood condensed into red Bing Ling stabbed at the Heavenly Demon along with the sword energy. The Heavenly Demon didn't care. The giant snake transformed from the black mist opened its bloody mouth, trying to swallow the sword light and Bing Ling together, but the next moment he let out a miserable howl He couldn't understand why a person who was about to become immortal would suddenly have so much divine power.

Naturally, Feng Yuan wouldn't explain it to him, he and the demon fought under the vast sky, and the dazzling light pierced through the thick clouds and mist, shining on the world.

Mengshu looked up for a while, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. The divine power in his body was almost exhausted in the fight with the demon just now, and he fell down on the muddy ground with his head down.

The battle between Jianwu and Siquan is coming to an end. Jianwu has supported the seal in the Nine Nether Realm for many days, but now he is no match for Siquan. With a smile, the bright red blood meanders down and dissolves in the bloody puddles.

Seeing this, Si Quan sneered and asked him, "Jianwu, are you really heartless?"

Jianwu lowered his head and looked at the pale face reflected in the puddle below his knees. The water was rippling, and the people in the water changed into the appearance of Chu Sang in a trance. He raised his hand, wanting to touch him, but his fingers He disappeared before reaching the surface of the water.

He didn't answer.

Si Quan moved his lips and sighed in frustration. After a long time, he said, "If only I could be like you, that would be great."

After the words fell, he raised the divine sword in his hand, and then stabbed towards Jianwu. There was a sudden sound of drawing strings behind him, and a fiery red feather arrow shot towards Siquan. With a bang, the long sword deviated and fell on the ground. elsewhere.

Si Quan turned his head and saw Xing Ru leaning on the longbow not far away. The arrow just now almost consumed his remaining divine power.

Si Quan sneered lightly, but put down Jianwu here, and walked over, lowered his head and looked down at Xingru, his tone full of regret: "Xingru, you shouldn't have come."

Xingru sighed softly, her voice was hoarse, and she said with disgust: "If it wasn't for Shangshen, you can't even mend the seal of the Nine Nether Realm, I actually don't want to come."

Si Quan heard the obvious sarcasm in Xing Ru's words, and didn't care too much. He looked down at the long sword in his hand, and said to Xing Ru: "I don't want to attack you."

Xingru looked up at him, and said with a smile: "When he climbed to Xiantai, Shangshen made a move without any hesitation."

"Isn't this good now?" Si Quan asked.

Xingru pursed her lips and smiled, then raised her head and looked at her eyes: "It's good or not, only I know. Wasn't Fengyuan setting up the dust-forgotten thunder array for the good of God and you? But God still escaped back then." Don't the nine thunderbolts in that formation understand this truth now?"

Si Quan moved his lips, and then found that he had nothing to say, the long sword in his hand was shaking and clanging non-stop, as if urging him to strike as soon as possible.

He clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, with a look of painful struggle on his face, bulging veins on the back of his hand, and his eyes were red and flickering. He staggered back a few steps, but in the end he still raised the long sword in his hand. Controlling him, there is only one thought left in his mind, to destroy everything here.

Under the gray-blue sky, Feng Yuan and the Heavenly Demon were still fighting fiercely, Feng Yuan re-drawn a golden enchantment, the surface of the enchantment was filled with a faint halo, rainwater slid and dripped from it, and the stars were like Holding the longbow, the snow-white sword light shone into his eyes.

He thought that he might not be able to wait for Feng Yuan to come back.

The wind and sand rushed from the end of the sky, and the bow in his hand was icy cold.

When Si Quan's sword falls, he will become the breeze and the bright moon between heaven and earth, the light that he can see when he raises his eyes, and the floating clouds that he can touch when he stretches out his hand, and he will never be separated from him again.

This is also very good.

But I was still a little sad in my heart, obviously just now, he still had to wait for him to come back.

Swinging down the long sword, Xingru closed his eyes, and Siquan's face was filled with pain. He didn't want to attack Xingru, but he couldn't control himself at this moment.

However, his sword still didn't fall after all, he suppressed the inner demon with the remaining rationality, gritted his teeth and said two words to Xingru: "Quick, let's go..."

Xingru opened his eyes and looked at him, slightly dazed, the next moment a stream of light slowly seeped out from Xingru's fingertips, forming a small figure, that figure lay obediently on the ground, as if sleeping soundly.

But Si Quan froze in place the moment he saw this figure.

The child opened his sleepy eyes, rubbed them, then raised his head, blinked his big dark eyes, and looked around curiously. Finally, his eyes rested on Si Quan, and he laughed all of a sudden, calling Looking at him: "Daddy, Daddy!"

Si Quan's figure swayed for a moment, the sword in his hand fell with a bang, and the splash splashed on the back of his hand, but he seemed to be scalded by a raging fire, his soul was torn and caused severe pain, and there seemed to be countless pains The sky thunder fell mightily on top of his head, splitting him into scorched earth, but there was always a smile on his face.

In an instant, the red light in his eyes faded away.

He never thought that he would have the chance to see this child again.

How nice, he was still the same as before, as if he had never suffered from those tortures.

Xingru sighed with some understanding. Some time ago when he went to the human world, he received a few streamers of light under the bodhi tree in the Nanhua General Temple. That was the soul of the child. He leaned back, Looking up at Touhua.

The child crawled on the ground. His limbs had been broken before, so he didn't dare to get up for a while. Later, he moved his fingers a little and found that the pain was no longer there. He quickly got up from the ground and staggered towards Siquan. , holding his calf, raised his head and called him daddy one after another.

This rain of blood seemed to have no end, and the devilish energy covering Si Quan's body slowly dissipated under the cry of the child, disappearing between the heaven and the earth.

He didn't find this child in reincarnation, and he couldn't find him under the sealed courtyard. At this time, he ran in front of him like this, still alive, Si Quan knelt down staggeringly, and hugged him He kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The child didn't understand why his father said that, he wiped Si Quan's face carelessly with his small hands, and comforted him, "Don't cry, Daddy."

"You..." Si Quan parted his lips, wanting to ask him how he was doing these years, but felt that these words were meaningless.

The child put his arms around Si Quan's neck, put his face close to Si Quan's, and asked him in a low voice: "Is Daddy here to pick me up?"

Si Quan hummed, and held him tightly in his arms. Tears fell from his eyes one by one, and fell into the water. He nodded and said, "Yes, Daddy will take you home."

But where is home?

Si Quan kissed the top of the child's head. Back then they sealed the child in a dark courtyard so that he could not be reincarnated. It was not until many years later that this soul was condensed. He should protect him and guard him until He grew into what he expected.

But he has no such chance.

He flew out from the Nine Nether Realm with the child, and no one stopped him. Si Quan came outside Gengshi City, reshaped the child's soul with meager divine power, and opened the door of reincarnation for him.

He kissed the child's cheek, pushed him, and said to him: "Go, you can go home through here."

The child tilted his head, and asked him in a childish voice: "Won't Daddy go back with me?"

Si Quan said sadly: "Daddy has made a mistake, and he is going to make amends."

The child shook his head, and said to Si Quan as he did when Si Quan taught him, "Knowing your mistakes can make you better."

He raised his hand to touch the child's head, and said with a smile, "Yes."

"Then Daddy has to come back soon."

Si Quan smiled and nodded, he also wanted to talk to this child again, and accompany him to see the scenery of the world, just like he once promised him, but he didn't have that much time until he watched him off. The child passed through the door of reincarnation in front of him, and burst into tears.

go, my boy.

Go ahead.

To start a new reincarnation, may you not suffer from bumps and displacements, and may your life be smooth and worry-free.

In the Nine Serenity Realm, Xingru was drowsy with his bow, the rain in this world had subsided a lot, Feng Yuan stood on top of the stratus clouds, his black robe fluttered with the wind, and the phoenix on his back was about to fly, He had already forced the Heavenly Demon back into the Outer Heaven Realm, but the last seal was missing. He looked down at the few people on the ground, wondering if he would be able to bear it if he separated more than half of his soul.

"I'm coming." Someone said from behind.

Feng Yuan turned his head, it was Si Quan who came, he had already sent the child to reincarnation, now that the inner demons are gone, looking back at this period of time, he has made a big mistake.

"You—" Before Feng Yuan could speak in the future, he saw that Si Quan had sacrificed his soul and embedded it in the seal.

The heavenly demon in the seal wailed, and golden fireflies fell from the seal one after another, washing away all the blood and haze in the place.

The mountains and rivers remain the same, and the vegetation is as before.

Si Quan turned into the No.30 three seals here, and has since disappeared forever between the heaven and the earth.

The world was silent.

After a long time, the clouds disappeared and the rain disappeared, and the long day passed by the clear sky.

Xingru leaned on his bow and fell asleep, the vortex in the air turned into a pink cloud of smoke, floating slowly with the wind, new flowers and trees grew in the Artemisia sageii forest, the collapsed walls of Gengshi City were rebuilt, and green vines climbed on the ground. Above, a scene full of vitality, Bei Ling sat on the stone tablet with his chin propped up, with a smile on his face.

"Wake up," Feng Yuan fell from the sky, came to Xingru, patted his shoulder, and said to him softly, "It's time for us to go home."

Xingru frowned and opened his eyes, glanced at him, put away his bow, opened his arms to him, and said coquettishly, "I can't walk anymore."

Feng Yuan smiled helplessly, knelt down in front of him, "Come on, I'll carry you back."

Xingru rushed forward all of a sudden, he put his arms around Feng Yuan's neck and put his head on his shoulder.

Feng Yuan carried him on his back and walked towards the Nine Nether Territories, glanced at Meng Shu and Jian Wu who were still sleeping, but did not stop, Xing Ru pressed his lips against his ear, and whispered to him: "You stay The wine brewed by the wooden man below is not good, go back and brew some jars for me again."

"Okay."

"The wood carving you made in the Garan Tower was too ugly, please redo it."

"Know it."

"Liujia searched a lot of erotic pictures from the human world some time ago, shall we try them all when we go back?"

Feng Yuan hummed and responded one by one.

"Also, the feathers on my tail seem to have been plucked out by the demon a lot. Should I eat some Polygonum multiflorum when I go back?"

"Didn't you pull out that feather yourself before?"

"Is there such a thing?"

"..."

The five-colored prayer flags in Gengshi City are fluttering high in the wind, the sun is gently blowing over the hills, and the Borneo flowers on the hills are in full bloom like snow.

Years flow, live up to lovesickness.