Bird: K of Green

, that is the red.It was so warm, she would have liked to believe that red could heat her, burn her, and when she was burned, she was an immortal bird.

In an instant, the flames started a prairie fire.

The outer flame absorbed a lot of mist and turned it into fuel for burning, and a beam of fire from the red sword pierced the sky.The day seemed to be bright.When Mr. Pan saw a raging fire approaching in a state of mental breakdown, he subconsciously shot it away, but the phoenix waved its wings, and the bullets melted with huge flames.

Between lightning and thunder, the phoenix opened its teeth and claws, and the hurricane entangled in flames quickly and directly hit him. The flames burned the corner of the priest's clothes to pieces. After being scorched by the fire, the skin and flesh became stiff as charcoal, and wrinkled and fell off.He tried his best to roll over, and shot a few bullets at the girl in the fire clothes obliquely.

How could I let you hurt Zhou Fang's orphan... Munakata put his left hand on his right shoulder and swung his sword with all his strength.The blue sword blocked the bullets approaching Anna in a hurry, and saw the flames around Anna burning more and more intensely.

Anna gasped for breath, feeling that the fire was going to be out of her control, and her life seemed to be used as fuel, so she had to light the fire.In a trance, she tried to find a trace of clarity, and saw herself playing in an old yard, dancing on the snow-covered land, some dry grass roots were exposed after the ice melted, and the dogtail grass growing between the bricks and tiles was pressed by the snow. Stay exposed corner.She jumped lively, and suddenly her feet loosened, and she sank into the dirty snow in the tree pit. The melted water turned black and wet her shoes, socks, cuffs, and the tip of her nose.

In Zongxiang's eyes, there was only a huge flame that burned even more violently, burning like it almost devoured the girl.Anna's eyebrows, nose tip, and hair, Anna's neck, neckline, and chest, Anna's fingertips, wrists, and arms, Anna's red shoes, white socks, skirt, and all the skin that should have been moon-white, were captured. The fire clothes wrapped the charcoal that turned into red charcoal.

Why?Zongxiang was surprised, questions flashed in his mind, but Huo waited for no one.

Fire is a beast that devours life.It's okay, it's okay, but Anna said, after I burn out, I'm an immortal bird.

She only has a sporadic consciousness left, and the flames of the Scarlet Kings of the past seem to have penetrated into her body alone, so who is roaring?It's her, it's not her, it's always a fire, rolling towards the sixth king.At the same time, Zongxiang flew towards the huge fire regardless of the pain.

The face of fire is always ferocious.Whether it is used to protect or kill, fire always destroys everything.

Cracks appeared on the sword of Damocles with the red phoenix tail, and it disappeared slowly.

The cumulonimbus clouds in the sky were thundering again, and the rain finally started.It is said that rain is the tears of the gods, but if you fall into the fire, anyone's tears will be evaporated.

It's raining again.

Do you also have important people who disappear forever in such a non-stop rain.

The surroundings turned into pencil drawings, like a speeding train.In the last picture, Anna saw several red figures from behind.Then, she sank into a sticky embrace.Rishi...

One generation goes and another generation comes, but the earth remains forever.The sun rose, and the sun set, and hastened to the place from which it came.The wind blows south, turns north again, keeps swirling down, and returns to the original path.All the rivers turn into the sea, but the sea is not full; where the rivers flow from, there they return.

The mist dissipated, and the rain fell, but it couldn't quench the fire on the Sixth King.Mr. Pan saw Kagudu in the flames, and seemed to see Yu Zhangxun. They were all dead people.

The gray sword of Damocles shattered and disappeared from bottom to top, leaving no trace in the rain, and the wind blew up a sigh.

Finally he saw the stream.

Liu, it's still that little doll.

Spring is here, the old walls covered with vines are only broken tiles, and the elm trees have sprouted slender buds. Will you stand at the end of the long wall and wave to me?It's better to go back, flow.

Fire set his pupils on fire.

The light of the heart is gradually extinguished.

20

Swords and people both come from nothingness and return to that nothingness.

Indra's thunder releases energy, sea water is boiled, and wind and rain are torn between heaven and earth.Beyond the void, no one knows whether it is the sky that opened a hole to dump the water of the Santu River, or the scalding sea, churning to calm the struggling souls of human beings.God is questioning, the grass leaves are falling, and the people are dying.The rain whip seemed to be ordered, and it slapped the person's face fiercely, and there was another thunderous bombardment. In an instant, there was a vast expanse of whiteness, and the person had nowhere to hide and no way to find.

The sword of Damocles surrounded by thick fog was turned into ashes in the flames, and the sigh mixed into the wind disappeared into invisible dust.

In the wind and rain, the kingfisher flew higher and faster than usual, and its feathers beat the air, creating two small waterfalls.Zi's ​​face was whipped by the rain, and the bright red on his right cheek was finally diluted. He looked forward to the gray sword that dissipated not far away.

The trend of mourning soldiers is irreversible.

This unexpected and strange clarity made the purple chill in the rain tremble.His whole body was wet and cold, his right hand passed his forehead and brushed his left temple, and he stroked his hair hastily along the back of his ear. The bean-sized raindrops fell on his eyelashes, and immediately slid and shattered with more drops of water.Zi jumped into the deeper and colder rain curtain ahead to meet him.

Come on, Black Assistant.Said the Silver Moon.

The moon is gone, so people call it.Gou Lang opened his eyes with great difficulty under the tree, but he was confused. He was drenched in the pouring rain, and his chest and stomach were twisted and hurt, making a knot.Yushao Shenzi is no longer there, and their past is gone month by month.Who said that this can't be an ending? After hard work, torn struggles, entangled fate and endless entanglement and hatred, the ending was finally written in the rain.

Who said that this is not the best ending that the two brothers and sisters can have.

Then next... Gou Lang pressed his chest and stomach, curled up into a ball, brushed the rough bark of the tree trunk with his fingertips, and touched the piercing mark left by "passing"-a wet hole, as if it could "reason" " and "over" are both buried pits.Then, next... Gou Lang raised his head and panted heavily, no longer cared about the wound, climbed the tree, and stood up crookedly.The silvery moon covered his whole body, and the injured part seemed to be better, at least it didn't hurt so much.

Come on, Black Assistant.The silver-moon person said again.

OK, now.Gou Lang tensed up, and with a wave of his arm, he waved out an incomparably transparent jade belt of stars, shaped like a Milky Way, and connected to the tallest nearby building.Hold on, he said to himself, and run away.Next, I will do my best to get to you, Xiaobai, as fast as I can.

The sea is boiling, the sea wind is roaring, and the night is once again covering thousands of colors with thick ink. The only thing that melts it is the dawn, which cannot be changed by the light of anyone's power. You know that this time is also the same. Nor is it kingly, but nature.Nature is great, and the great thing about it is that it is just and fair.

Fushimi stopped on his slow westward journey, and looked into the distance through the foggy glasses. The sword of Damocles of the Sixth King was broken and then scattered—similar to Zhou Fangzun’s moment—it seemed is dead.He wiped the half of his face below the nose wing, his index finger and thumb pulp crossed his chin, and wiped off a hand of dirty water.In torrential rain, such behavior is clearly futile.

It's a pity that people are often willing to do things that may be futile with a little hope.Even if you are as smart as Fushimi, it is the same.

The past is useless.The sand hit his cheeks with the wind and rain, and Fushimi wiped his face again.

The curtain of the big drama has opened, and the party who loses power is determined. Compared with the flow of water, you have thousands of calculations, but the king of ashes takes the lead and dies first. I see that 30.00% of your calculations are set, and half of your body has fallen into it. You have Guts, but I can't bet everything with you.In Fushimi's heart, a new choice has been made.This time, he took a step forward and ran westward, without any hesitation under his feet due to his "luck".

——It’s better to go back, Liu.

Mr. Pan's voice suddenly came from somewhere far away, softly ringing in the ears of the cluster of green flashes moving at the speed of light in the space.This made his next attack even intermittently out of balance, he braked and stopped.The white space is even whiter than before, because there are transparent and hard diamonds everywhere.The Dresden stone slabs are full of brilliance, and the light is refracted on the high-hardness mineral stones, and another kind of melting light is reflected from them, returning to the stone slabs.

The two kinds of light are superimposed, fused, collided, separated, and fused again, and the resulting afterglow is extremely sharp and eye-catching.

Liu Yi looked around, and his eyes swelled.At this moment his awareness is clear.

Father... Father is gone, he tilted his head, unable to express the feeling in his chest, so he had to look at the stone slab again.By the way, I still have a mother.Mother?

He was connected to the back of the stone slab, and a numb and powerful torrent was coming from the outside to the inside, and the power was constantly pouring in.However, it was clearly pouring in, and 5 minutes had passed, and the slate had not been completely released according to the time he had initially estimated.

—Because of the Silver King.

Liu looked at the two surrounded by diamonds.

Yu Nai Yari was crying.Humans cry because the cerebral cortex responds to the emotional experience after cognitive evaluation, produces hormones to stimulate the lacrimal gland, and then produces secretions, that is, tears.Sad tears make human beings unique, and "death" is undoubtedly a sad thing.But the Silver King is not dead yet.So don't cry, it's me who should be crying...

King of Silver?The Silver King was weakened after his own high-intensity attacks.However, he still continued to use the "unchanging" force to press back on the slate, so the release time of the slate was forcibly delayed.But why, why did he not die after being attacked by himself like this!

——Because it is of silver