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"Impossible." After a long time, Shaohao still couldn't calm down: "If you are Nupo, it is impossible for me not to recognize you."

"Do you know Qingluan?"

"of course I know."

"He's just a harpy, and no matter how good he sings, he's just a lowly monster, isn't he?"

"Isn't he?"

"Does God know why the eighth door was opened, and who recalled the Pixiu soul that you allotted?"

"Don't tell me it's Qingluan!"

"Exactly."

"Because of a little grievance with me, you actually recalled this monster, causing the world to suffer, Bai Ze, you are crazy!"

Bai Ze laughed when he heard this, raised his pale face, his chin was sharp, and his smile was mean.

"What does God mean, if we don't recall him, will he never awaken in that world?"

Shaohao was at a loss for words.

"Even if he is awakened, the slaughter in that world has nothing to do with the God, right? The God is so merciful."

"White Pond!"

"Lord Baidi seldom gets angry, it seems I am really honored." Bai Ze continued to laugh, and the peacock blue robe shook slightly, as if he had never been so relaxed in his life, "Actually, you know, you don't have to tell me those big truths, I was originally a troublemaker, without the heart of a bodhisattva like you, I just want to pierce your sky, as for what will fall and kill who, I don't care at all, I don't care at all."

Probably because he had studied him for a long time and knew him very well, Shaohao's anger gradually dissipated, he gave up preaching to him, sighed, and said: "Yes, this is indeed like something you would do. But you haven't told me yet, Even if Qingluan is not an ordinary bird demon, what does it have to do with you being Nupo?"

"I have been in the City of Occipital Bone for thousands of years, and God has visited me every year, but I haven't been able to come for one year, right?

"Yes, that year my old disease relapsed, and I suddenly went blind for a while."

"So in the second year, Shangshen was a little anxious. He didn't notice that there was a very curious bird demon secretly following you. He also broke through the barrier of the Moonlight Clan and arrived at the City of Occipital Bone."

After being silent for a while, Bai Ze said softly, because when Qingluan was mentioned, the hostility aroused earlier dissipated without knowing it.

Indeed, Qingluan was still young at that time, while Nupo was already very old, having existed in this world for an unknown number of years.

After Shaohao came to see his beloved, he quickly pulled away and left. The young Qingluan didn't follow, so he was blocked by the barrier and stayed in the pillow city.

The city is full of bones, the Red River is deserted, desolate and terrifying, Qingluan was afraid, so he resorted to his only trump card-singing.

He looked dazed in fear, but the songs he sang were very pleasant, especially on moonlit nights, when he was in high spirits, and the lingering voice seemed to be able to drag the moonlight down to accompany him.

In this song, Nu Po is silent, but it seems that he has experienced another kind of life.

No bloodshed, no fighting, no victory, a life full of romance and worthlessness.

And worst of all, he found that he liked it.

Not only do I like those songs, but I also like this disgusting bird demon who will wash his face with spittle after turning into a bird.

Because there is very little food to eat in the Occipital City, this disgusting bird demon is getting thinner and thinner, and he starts to feel distressed.

So on the eve of the winter solstice of the second year, when Qingluan came to say goodbye to him, he hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth.

"I don't want you to go."

Hearing a sudden human voice from a ferocious sword, Qingluan's courage was almost shattered, and he stumbled and crushed the bones of many ancestors of the Moonlight Clan.

"I am the sword spirit of this sword. I have been sealed here forever by the master. You only need to stay with me for a while and sing to me, and I can transform into a human form and leave here."

This excuse is also very well made.

The stupid Qingluan actually believed it, hesitated all night, and agreed to him.

In the next year, in Shaohao's future days, Qingluan came to say goodbye to him again, and he used this excuse again, but Qingluan believed it again.

One year after another.

Until the eighth year, in order to leave here as soon as possible, Qingluan sang non-stop every day, and one day she spat and washed her face, and even spit out half a mouthful of blood, only then did her anger feel enough.

As an ancient artifact, he has long been able to change form, but at first he disdained it, and then he began to feel that it was unnecessary.

As long as his hostility is still there, those gods and demons who are fighting for him will recognize him, even if he turns into a human form, he will not rest.

If he wants to transform into a human form, then he has to be completely reborn, otherwise he might as well stay in this city of occipital bones.

And it took only eight years for this transformation, and Qingluan did it.

For thousands of years, drinking the blood of thousands of people, the bloody rage that penetrated deep into the bones, only took eight years, and this bird demon was almost completely washed away.

Nu Po turned into a human form, looking so frail, and left Zhengu City with Qingluan, and it took many years before he appeared in the world.

A pale and frail divine beast with no reason, has since walked in the Three Realms, calling itself Bai Ze.

"It only took eight years for him to turn me into Bai Ze, and he couldn't even see through the eyes of God. What, Lord Baidi still thinks that he is just a lowly bird demon?"

In Xihua Hall, Bai Ze asked in a low voice, but Shaohao's heart was churning.

"How, Lord Baidi, may I die?" Seeing that Shaohao was speechless for a long time, Bai Ze chased after him.

"Why do you have to die?"

"In order to avoid the limelight, I hid in the deep mountains and had a good time with Qingluan for a while, but I didn't know that Pixiu was born in Tai Sui, causing the Yueguang family to be wiped out, and the Moonlight King died tragically. Now I am transformed into a sword, held by him, and Pixiu A real battle can be regarded as repaying his Moonlight Clan's love. I don't worry about it anymore."

"In this world, there is no reason to be worthy of your life?"

"What reason?" Bai Ze snorted, turned his pale face to Shaohao with hatred written all over it, and said slowly: "Whether there is or not, this reason has never been, and it will definitely not be you, Lord Baidi! "

It was never, and never will be, you.

It seems that this is not the first time Shaohao heard this.

It seems that he has always been wishful thinking.

Shaohao took a breath, and slowly descended the jade steps, one step after another, to digest the soreness in his chest.

"Your undead talisman is nailed to your primordial spirit. If you want to remove it, it will be very, very painful." After standing still, he looked at Bai Ze: "I remember that you are not pain-tolerant."

"I'm ready."

So Shaohao stopped talking, and asked Bai Ze to lie down, with his back facing him.

Bai Ze immediately got down on the ground as he said, looking impatient.

Through several layers of clothes, his spine is still prominent, and each joint is very clear.

"When I peel it off, you will have the illusion that your spine has been pulled out one by one." Shaohao put his fingers on his first spine, lowered his eyes: "If you really can't bear it, you can Yell, but try not to move."

Underground Bai Ze nodded.

Then Shaohao got up, raised his finger slightly, and uncovered a corner of his undead talisman.

Bai Ze took a deep breath, he was only halfway through the beating, and immediately felt a sharp pain, felt all the flesh and blood constrict together, and the bone on his back began to be pulled, ripped apart, and pulled away from his flesh and blood.

Ridge pumping.Compared with this kind of torture, all preparations are in vain.

Bai Ze lunged forward, grasping the ground with his five fingers, and let out a suppressed scream like a trapped animal.

Shaohao's hand gestures stopped, and although he endured everything, he still couldn't help but speak: "Actually..., you don't have to do this, we can pretend that nothing happened. You didn't tell me where Nupo is, and I didn't promise you to replace it for me." You reveal the talisman."

"Lord Baidi, don't be angry anymore? Are you not afraid that Pixiu Tai Sui will come to your door, you are not afraid of chaos in the Western Realm, and you are not afraid of being wiped out?"

Shaohao was speechless.

If there is only one person who can never leave his head, then the gods and rivers and mountains are nothing.

If this person puts his heart into him, then Momo Changsheng is nothing.

He is not afraid of death, not afraid of losing everything, and not afraid of being wiped out.It's a pity that no one appreciates his love, and no one will ever want his dedication.

"Even if you don't want it, I don't want to live anymore. I don't want to be nailed to a pillar by you, and I'll be with you forever!"

Sure enough, this time was no exception.

"What if Qingluan is still there?" In the end, he was still a little upset.

"If he's still here, he's still suffering, what? Does God think he hasn't suffered enough?!"

Shaohao didn't argue.

Everyone thought that for Baidi Shaohao, immortality was as easy as raising a hand to give a fruit.

The Longevity Talisman on Bai Ze's body was the result of his heart and soul, and he had saved enough to paint it for ten years.This talisman is on Bai Ze's body, but it is connected to him. Time changes, Bai Ze's exhaustion, and every time he seeks death and consumes his vitality, he needs to consume his soul to replenish it.

Naturally, he would not give such a talisman to Qingluan.

Even a god has a limited mind and does not have such mercy.

"Why, Lord Baidi has nothing to say?"

Shaohao didn't speak any more, he really had nothing to say, he just gathered his strength to peel off the undead talisman inch by inch.

Bai Ze didn't know why, but he stopped screaming and didn't make a sound, he just dug his fingers on the ground, digging out the hard floor tiles of Xihua Hall, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and the blood on his fingernails, into the brick joints.

"He is so good, he deserves your life and death for him?" Shaohao whispered, one hand could not stop shaking.

"worth."

"Because he sang me a song for eight years. It's not a relative, but he sang until he vomited blood when he was hungry."

"Because he always makes me happy, warms my feet in winter, and fanns me to drive away mosquitoes in summer, every day of the year, it has been like this."

"Being with me for 3000 years, suffering from all kinds of diseases, his bones have turned into stone, but he still made me happy, kept it from me, warmed my feet, played fans for me, cut my nails for me, sang songs for me, Cross the soul for me!"

"He is just a lowly bird demon, but he is sincere to me, and he has thousands of mercies for me, which is a hundred times nobler than you, a hypocritical high god!"

In the end, most of the talisman had been removed, and Bai Ze was in unbearable pain, so the ending sound was extremely high, like an arrow with a hook, viciously sweeping across Shaohao's face.

Shaohao didn't make a distinction, he just lowered his head, his nostrils were hot, and a drop of nosebleed fell.

A very heavy drop fell on Bai Ze's back, but Bai Ze didn't notice it.

This talisman was drawn by his painstaking efforts, consumed his soul, and connected with him, so when it was exposed, Bai Ze was not the only one who suffered pain.

For feelings, he has never been stingy in giving.

But he didn't want to argue either.

Since others abandoned it like a shoe, why bother to show him with a sad heart?

"It will be ready soon." So in the end, he just raised his fingers lightly, held his breath, and exerted the last effort.

The undead talisman painted with painstaking efforts was stripped from the flesh and blood, and now it was almost transparent in front of his eyes, and turned to ashes in an instant against the wind between his two fingers.

Fly ash got in his eyes, but he didn't cry.

He has a long-term illness, and at this time, seeing that his soul is exhausted, he really committed the crime.

The headache gradually subsided, and his eyes began to dim, and it was dark for a moment.

In the rustling sound, he heard the weak Bai Ze stand up with difficulty, he did not know what to support, and gradually stood up straight.

"Baidi Shaohao, blind and withered, was pecked to death by crows." Afterwards, he heard Bai Ze speak again, with resentment and joy hidden in his voice: "I report to God, although my spiritual power has been damaged recently, I can't see your limit clearly, but I have seen your end. Your honor as the Lord of the Western Realm is not endless."

"very good."

After a long time, Bai Ze asked for benevolence and obtained benevolence, and he was already thousands of miles away. Then he heard himself speak, his voice was cold, and he turned gently in the empty Xihua Hall.