Lord Shangshen, please stay

"Cultivation!"

A familiar voice came from far and near.There was anxiety, worry, and anger in the voice.

Who is it?Xiu Mu thought blankly, this person's voice is so familiar, and he really wants to be close to him.

But she wasn't calling herself... she was calling Xiu Ling.

Spiritual practice?Who is Xiuling?Xiu Ling is not Yan Lingxian's old lover—ah no!Former lover?

Xiu Mu really didn't want to hear this name, so after hearing this name, the flame of anger in her heart burned even more vigorously.As if there was life, the flame was burning, using her reason as fuel, trying to burn her whole body, trying to devour her.

Somewhere, she thought of Yan Lingxian.

But—but, to Yan Lingxian, she was just a substitute from the beginning to the end, right?A stand-in, a stand-in that replaces the god of the underworld.

It's ridiculous, she is just a waste who is born with a lack of spiritual power, but she is so lucky to be the substitute of the god of the underworld.

Ridiculous, lucky, yet cruel and ironic.

No matter how much he was doing psychological construction in his heart, Xiu Mu always understood that the difference in status between himself and Yan Lingxian was too great, it was too great.Just in terms of lifespan, she couldn't be with Yan Lingxian for a long time.

It was a lie, and it was nothing more than a lie from beginning to end.

She was trapped in a huge cage of lies, the world cracked in the lies, and then the world fell and everything was changed beyond recognition.

Yan Lingxian.She thought, what the hell do you want me to do?I just can't let you go, what should I do?

"Xiu Mu! Don't go!" Yan Lingxian yelled again.

But it was too late, it was too late.

If she did not call the wrong name in her first cry, she could have saved Xiu Mu from the hands of the Skull God.But it happened—it just happened to be wrong here.

Sometimes, fate may just like to play with people so much, whether it is a person or a god.

Yan Lingxian's mood now is the same as it was 3 years ago—at that time, she wondered if she would have had a chance to save Xiu Ling if she had rushed there earlier.But she didn't have time, she could only watch Xiu Ling leave in her arms.

3 years later, 3 years later, she is still a step late—no, she is not a step late, she just made a terrible and irreparable mistake.

Xiu Mu had completely lost his mind, and the Skull God grinned grinningly. There was no flesh and blood on his face, only a layer of rotten skin was left to barely maintain his appearance.Both he and Yan Lingxian watched Xiu Mu walk towards him step by step, and watched Xiu Mu step by step into the abyss.

Xiu Mu stopped.

Yan Lingxian originally planned to step forward and pause.

"You can't come in." Xiu Mu murmured.She didn't know why she said that, but her remaining rationality told her that she had to tell Yan Lingxian like this, otherwise, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Yan Lingxian knew, of course Yan Lingxian knew that she couldn't get into this formation, but, on the eighteenth floor where the wind howls and the turbid air rolls, is she supposed to watch Xiu Mu go to die?

This formation was left by Xiu Ling, and he used the sword left by Xiu Ling to engrave it one by one according to the pattern of the formation left by Xiu Ling.After engraving, she placed the sword of cultivating spirits in the center of the formation as the eye of the formation.Now, that sword still hangs directly above Calvary's head.It's like what the West says - the sword of Damocles.

——Because of this, Yan Lingxian knows the power of this formation better than anyone else.It was a decisive formation that brought her destructive hatred and spiritual cultivation to death, and it was more than enough to trap the Skull God.

To break the formation, the only way is to remove the sword hanging directly above the Calvary God.

It's not that Yan Lingxian is ignorant of Skull God's previous behavior, he bewitched many wandering souls to help him take down the sword, at that time Yan Lingxian just laughed it off, because she knew that the sword would be too much for her Can't take it down.

However, Xiu Mu can.

That was originally her thing - the weapon that accompanied her from the chaos and was always with her!The time Xiu Ling spent with that sword was even longer than the time he spent with her.

Originally, the Skull God had no chance to escape, because Xiu Ling would not be resurrected, so he had to stay here for a long time.But Xiuling was revived.

It was only then that Yan Lingxian thought of this.

It was because she had been immersed in the good news of Xiuling's resurrection for so long that she forgot it.

However, she never thought that Xiu Mu would meet the Skull God.

The underworld is the underworld of the god of the underworld. It used to be for spiritual cultivation, but now it is for Xiumu.

Yan Lingxian clenched her hands tightly, she couldn't sit still and wait for death.If Xiu Mu took down that sword, then the formation will backfire, and he will strangle her with all his strength!

A cluster of bright spiritual power condensed in Yan Lingxian's hands, and the cluster of spiritual power continued to grow, mobilizing the spiritual power of her limbs and bones, and she concentrated the spiritual power of her whole body in the palm of her hand.

Even if he was five or six meters away, the Calvary God could still feel the coercion of that mass of spiritual power.

But what good is that?Yan Lingxian couldn't get in, and Xiu Mu couldn't get out now, no matter how strong the two of them were, it was just a fight between trapped beasts at this moment.

Xiuling, Xiuling, you probably didn't expect that you are about to be buried under the formation that you have researched yourself—this is also a memorial to the fact that I was suppressed by the two of you on the [-]th floor of the underworld without seeing the light of day Tens of thousands of years!

Skull God laughed, his laughter was a bit louder than before, but it still seemed to be a squeezed sound from the vocal cords of his throat—in fact, the sounds he made were all hoarse and decayed, Because it was squeezed out of his long-decayed throat.Like an old, damaged record for a long time, when it emits a sound beyond this era, there is a sharp and harsh "sizzling" sound.

He didn't realize at all that he was out of tune with this world.After being imprisoned for tens of thousands of years, his decayed demon body could never return to the sunlight.But isn't that what the demons pursue?They want to be able to walk in the sun openly, but their desires will be nourished by dirty souls.

The desire of the demons has changed from wanting to see the sun at the beginning, to ruling the world, to destroying the world, and rebuilding a paradise that belongs only to them.

Desire/desire is terrible, it will gradually devour people's heart, and people will be deeply trapped in it, they can no longer resist, and eventually become slaves of desire/desire.

"You want to die with me?" Skull God looked at Yan Lingxian with irony and pity in his eyes. He looked at Yan Lingxian as if he was looking at a poor creature: "You don't even want your lover to die?" I can't save it. The so-called—the only surviving Lord Shangshen in the world, it turns out that he can't even save his lover."

Yan Lingxian's fists clenched and then loosened, and then clenched again.Her heart was shattered by these words of the Calvary God. The Calvary God knew himself too well, just as he understood the weaknesses of all gods.He clearly knows where his weakness lies, isn't the skull god just used to bewitch people?

"You don't have to provoke me." Yan Lingxian shook her head, her eyes were firmly fixed on Xiu Mu who stood between herself and the Skull God, Xiu Mu just stood there, she didn't move or speak, in the After she entered the formation, Yan Lingxian couldn't even feel her existence.

She forgot, she forgot, this was originally Xiu Mu's formation.

"Xiu Mu, come back." Yan Lingxian's eyes were a little red as she called out.

"Xiu Ling, why don't you come?" The Skull God grinned, his already withered face became more ferocious at this moment, he opened his mouth again, bewitching Xiu Mu.

——It's like a game, the bet is Xiu Mu.But life and death are in whose hands, no one knows.

Under these two urgings, Xiu Mu's brows twitched, and there was a clear struggle in her originally empty eyes.Xiu Mu's surviving rationality felt that she was now in a cage, she could not get out, and no one else could get in.It's dark, empty, without a ray of light.

However, with the sound of "Xiu Mu", she seemed to see light.

The ray of light did not know where it came from, as if it was premeditated.Xiu Mu watched the ball of light grow bigger and bigger in front of his eyes—from a small spot of light to a huge ball of light close at hand.

Xiu Mu narrowed his eyes.

But that sound of "cultivation" was filled with endless darkness, as if it wanted to hijack her light.

The two were biting and wrestling, one devouring the other, and the other devouring the other, as if endlessly, and could never stop.

The world is empty, there is nothing.

Xiu Mu felt that she was a little tired, and she was very tired in her heart.She wanted to sleep, such endless entanglement, unspeakable love and hatred were too painful.She wanted to end it all, but she couldn't bear it.However, she couldn't tell what she was reluctant to bear.

She thought, why not just die here—in this space full of entanglement and pain, and then be completely liberated.

But does death mean liberation?

Another voice in Xiu Mu's heart refuted her: No!Xiu Mu!Death definitely does not mean liberation!That was just the beginning of redemption again!

But who are you?

The voice fell silent.

Yan Lingxian narrowed her eyes, and threw the ball of light in her hand onto the formation forcefully.The spiritual power and the power of the formation are rubbing against each other, killing each other and canceling each other out.

The barrier outside the formation became weaker and weaker, but when her spiritual power touched the sword in the center of the formation, everything reversed.

The sword let out a long moan, and afterward, the radiance shone brightly, and all the spiritual power that Yan Lingxian had gathered with all her strength just now was retreated, and this kind of power returned to her body.

The force of the backlash was terrifying. Yan Lingxian was knocked down hard, and the remaining force made her crash into the eighteenth-floor wall.

A cold feeling crept up her spine.

Yan Lingxian only felt a fishy sweetness in her mouth, she came back to her senses again, she wiped the corner of her lips fiercely, the bright red blood was telling her that you failed.

"Xiu Mu..." Yan Lingxian couldn't move, she was full of despair.

There was fatal pain between breaths, as if something was tearing her body apart, and the pain climbed up her skin inch by inch.But all of this - all of this is nothing compared to Xiu Mu who is in the middle of the storm.

Xiu Mu's black hair was blown high by the wind, and she turned her head to look at Yan Lingxian.Those originally clear dark eyes became gloomy at this moment, Yan Lingxian couldn't see through, couldn't understand.

Then, Xiu Mu grinned and smiled at her.

That smile was very similar to the smile that Xiu Ling gave her comfortingly before the Second World War of Gods and Demons that year - this kind of smile was too erratic, and Yan Lingxian couldn't grasp it, and she even felt that it seemed like a moment, a blink of an eye In the next moment, Xiu Mu will leave her again.

An ominous premonition rushed into Yan Lingxian's heart, covering the sky and the sun, like dark clouds whistling, covering her heart.She fell to her knees, clutching the ground tightly with her ten fingers, almost bleeding.She gritted her teeth, full of despair.

Xiu Mu, Xiu Mu, don't laugh—don't laugh like that...

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, don't be like this...

Xiu Mu, I'll tell you everything, please don't be like this...

Xiu Mu, Xiu Mu...I love you...

"Xiu Mu..."

Tears flowed down my cheeks.

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