Bone Throne

Some things, even if you forget, your heart will remember for you, and at the right time, present everything in front of you again. ——Silver light flashed in the palm of the lord of light. Nangong Yin grabbed a two-striped life form rushing in front of him, tore it into pieces, and then caught the falling life crystal.

So far, Nangong Yin has hunted and killed nearly [-] evil-minded life forms, and the time in the ruins has only passed six days, which can be called amazing speed.However, the reason why the speed is so fast is also due to the fact that Nangong Yin accidentally activated the original power of the dark emperor's bloodline last time. Although the magic level and warrior level have not improved, it makes him much bigger than ordinary people. The power of Duo increased to a terrible situation in an instant.In terms of strength alone, even a sixth-level warrior is far inferior to the current Nangong Yin.

power...

Nangong Yin clenched his fist, let it go, clenched it again, and let it go again.Feeling the surge of power in his body, a frenzy flashed across his face, which was always as calm as a machine, but this frenzy quickly disappeared from his eyes, and he stood up and strode towards the next hunting ground.

While Nangong Yin was frantically hunting and killing the life forms with evil thoughts, Ding Yuye was accepting endless temptations and tortures, and the culprit of this temptations and tortures was also related to Nangong Yin.

The silver-haired beauty was reclining on a bench covered with soft animal skins, her eyes of one gold and one silver were half-opened and half-closed, and her eyes were full of indescribable charm.A white robe tightly wrapped the slender body, the neckline was slightly open, revealing the delicate collarbone and a small piece of snow-white skin, which glowed seductively under the light.Lifting his right hand lightly, the wide cuff slid to the elbow, and a section of the forearm as white as jade was exposed in the air. The perfect lines and flawless snow skin made people have the urge to take a breath of air just by looking at it.

However, these are just the surface.The most attractive thing is the lofty aura emanating from him, which makes people involuntarily want to surrender at his feet, dedicating everything they have, just to get a casual look from him.

This bewitching beauty is none other than Nangong Yin.

Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, and evil desires, the first level that Ding Yuye experienced was "desire".

There are many kinds of "desires", such as power, wealth, and beauty.It was easy for Ding Yuye to get past the first two types, because he had all these things, and even if he didn't have them for the time being, he could still get them in ten years, so he didn't mind much.But this last one has trapped Ding Yuye until now.

Nangong Yin... used to be his acting partner, but for some reason, after acting for a while, he actually started to make fake plays for real, not because he was obsessed with his world-beating appearance—maybe there was also a part of the reason—— But more is fascinated by his introverted but simple temperament.

Such a pure person, in the eyes of Ding Yuye, who is used to seeing intrigues, already has an extraordinary meaning.

Ding Yuye let out a long breath, exhaled the stale air that was pent up in his chest, then raised his foot... walked to that "Nangong Yin", and stretched out his hand to pick up a strand of his hair.

"Nangong Yin" looked up at him, his eyes sparkling and charming, but Ding Yuye sighed.

"Sure enough, a fake is a fake..."

It is true that Ding Yuye had also fantasized that the person with such a gorgeous face would be able to charm all living beings with such an expression.But he knew more clearly that with Nangong Yin's introverted personality, it was impossible to show such an expression in front of others. When he just woke up, his cute and dazed look was already the ultimate, and just like this made Ding Yuye unable to resist. The second time I almost bleed into rivers.

"You are not him." Ding Yuye lowered his head and approached "Nangong Yin"'s neck, a ray of magic power shot out from the hand holding the hair, and that "Nangong Yin" body shook, and his body turned into flying ash and dissipated. The scene of the scene also disappeared quickly like a scroll burned by fire.

"Hiss..." There was a sudden sharp pain in his heart, Ding Yuye frowned and covered his chest, and whispered wryly, "Is it so deep already?"

"The first level of seven emotions, evil, passed smoothly, and will be sent to the second level at random."

A calm and waveless voice sounded in his ears, Nangong Yin's eyes blurred, the scenery around him had changed from a long-lasting gray to ruins, blood stained the earth and the sky red.

"The second level of seven emotions, sorrow. This level will randomly intercept the saddest scene in your subconscious mind, process it and transform it."

The explanation this time was very concise, and it didn't even mention what goals need to be achieved to pass the level. Nangong Yin guessed that there was probably no standard for this level, and it was purely based on individual performance.

"Is it the saddest scene in the subconscious..." Nangong Yin looked around, only to feel that the world was boundless.

This piece of land is more like a battlefield than the ancient battlefield in the last level, but it is a battlefield that has just experienced a shocking battle and has not been erased by time.The solid land is flat and open, but there are many potholes, as if they were forcibly punched out by powerful moves.Blood of various colors, gold, silver, red, purple, spread across every corner of the battlefield, most of which were red, and even filled some larger potholes, like a small pool, shocking.

In such an environment, even the wind that blows is desolate.

But Nangong Yin was sure that he had never been to this place, not even a similar one. Why did this level transform into such a place?

Full of doubts and confusion, Nangong Yin walked slowly, the more he walked, the more doubts he had.

This is Moyuan. It was originally a barren plain without a name. Later, the Lord of Darkness named it "Black Plain". The Lord of Light thought it was not tall enough, so he changed it to "Moyuan".

Suddenly, Nangong Yin thought of such a sentence.

Turning a corner and walking around in front of a ruin, Nangong Yin stretched out his hand as if possessed by a demon, gently stroking the scratched and mottled stone wall with his slender fingertips, and a blurry picture appeared in front of his eyes.

A man in a black shirt mischievously carved a sentence on the stone wall, and another young man in white looked at him with a doting smile. Although their faces were blurred, the affection was clearly conveyed.

"The world... is invincible, not as good as you smiling like flowers..."

Nangong Yin shook her body in a trance, a sudden sadness spread from every corner of her heart, a pain as fine as a needle prick suddenly struck her, her heart seemed to be tightly clenched, and even breathing became a luxury.

Why does it hurt so much?

Nangong Yin knelt down on one knee while clutching her chest, her vision was blurred, her fingers tremblingly caressed her cheeks, and the tentacles turned out to be covered with warm liquid.

Some things, even if you forget, your heart will remember for you, and at the right time, present everything in front of you again.

No, these emotions do not belong to him, it is the affection of the other two, the sadness of the other two!

Nangong Yin gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up. Although the pain in his heart almost made him unable to straighten his waist, although the tears kept falling from his eyes, he still dragged his feet away from the ruins.

As the distance between Nangong Yin and the ruins got farther and farther, the feeling of heartache gradually faded away.He wiped away the tears on his face indiscriminately, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the huge sinkhole in front of him.

It is said to be a tiankeng, but it should actually be the site of a dried up lake. There are many skeletons in it, including those of humans, animals, and other higher creatures. Nangong Yin also saw some broken weapons and gems. Zhan Kai's wreckage and Most of the broken copper halberd was buried in the sand, and the exposed part was still shining with a sharp cold light, as if to tell its supreme power when it was intact.

Walking to the edge of the tiankeng, Nangong Yin's heart beat rapidly, and a piercing pain spread all over his body. Although Nangong Yin was ready, the pain was still so painful that he almost fell into the pit.

In a trance, he seemed to see when the lake was not yet dry, with smoked willows and painted bridges, lotus wind and blue waves, it was still the man in the black shirt, lying peacefully sleeping on the grass by the lake, and the young man in white sitting quietly beside him, Interlocking fingers with him, unwilling to let go.

"There is a law of both in the world, so that I can live up to the expectations of my people, and also to live up to your affection..."

Nangong Yin's fingers curled up, as if she was holding something tightly, and even her breathing was infinitely slow, as if too much force would blow away the beautiful picture in front of her eyes.

Enduring the pain all over his body, Nangong Yin stumbled out of the tiankeng. After walking a few hundred meters, he suddenly tripped over something.He stretched out his hand to pick up the thing and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look. It turned out to be half of a hairpin, and its color was pure black. It was supposed to be radiant, but it became dull under the erosion of time.

As if being thrown into a sea of ​​flames, the scorching pain swept over. Nangong Yin clenched her hand tightly, and the sharp end of the half hairpin stuck deeply into the palm of her hand. It overflowed from the corner of his lips, but he didn't seem to notice it.

It is still in this place, but the formerly perfect paradise has become a battlefield full of corpses and rivers of blood.The man in the black shirt is holding a long sword, and confronts the young man in white with a golden staff. The affectionate style of the past has already fallen to the end of the world with the wind and sand on the battlefield.

I want to stay with the king, only then will I know the reason for the deep affection.It turns out that so many days and nights of companionship, so many affectionate vows, are just a lie for calculation.Is he too ridiculous, dark, how can he be with the light?

The war lasted for a long time, and when it finally came to the end, it suddenly dawned on me that everything was like a promise lost in the wind and could not go back to the beginning.Just like when the two met for the first time, the begonia that the young man in white gave to the man in the black shirt may have withered and withered and lost its beauty.

There are seven sufferings in the world.Birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred meeting, love separation, not getting what you want.How painful and sad it is to fall in love but have to separate, and even force yourself to go to war with the one you love, so that you can't end well in the end?

The scene stopped at the moment when the man in the black shirt turned around, because Nangong Yin crushed the hairpin in his hand.

He stared blankly at the fragments in his hand, tears kept sliding down his unparalleled face, as if he was mourning the sad ending of love.

No need to look any further, Nangong Yin already knew who those two people were.

Xuanyuan Qi, the Lord of Darkness, and Shangguan Ling, the Lord of Light.

This place...is the main battlefield of the Great War of Gods and Demons, and it is also the place where the two of them lived after they settled their love.Those scenes that made him feel heartbroken were the scenes when the two of them got along.But... how happy it is when you fall in love, how sad it is when you break up.This deep pain has remained in Nangong Yin's subconscious for a long time, and now it has finally passed through the long years and presented itself in front of him again.

The child that Xuanyuan Qi brought back, no need to guess, it must be him.

Nangong Yin knelt and sat on the ground for a long time, until the scene around him gradually faded away, his motionless pupils turned and regained their spirits.

"The second level of Seven Emotions, mourning, passed smoothly, and will be sent to the third level at random."

Nangong Yin blinked, the eyes that had been washed by tears became brighter, but there were some incomprehensible emotions.

On the other hand, Ding Yuye's second level is "love".This time the person he saw was still Nangong Yin, and it was only Nangong Yin from the beginning to the end.

In this illusion, Ding Yuye forgets his past. He and Nangong Yin had a completely different encounter, a completely different acquaintance. In the end, it was natural and natural to be together, and their lives were very happy and complete, so complete that he almost thought This is his life.

But at the last moment, Ding Yuye still woke up.As he said, a fake is a fake, and Nangong Yin's unique temperament cannot be imitated. Even if Ding Yuye's eyes can be temporarily blinded, it can't fool his heart.

There is no way, the person he likes not only has a good face, but also talent and city status are not inferior to him at all, and has his unique temperament, the only thing that the illusion can imitate is the appearance.

After successfully passing the second level, Ding Yuye raised a meaningful smile.

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