The bright moon sits on the ground

Xu Lang had been prepared for a long time, so he was not surprised when he saw blood red all over his eyes.

Thinking about those twisted and lingering lines, the blood clots condensed into frost and snow? They should all be evil in the eyes of mortals.

When he first fell into Kunlun, what he saw was such a scene, and Bai Xuan covered Xu Lang's eyes with spiritual energy, and he was able to get rid of those nightmare scenes. However, the Kunlun now has become evil. The source of the raging? It can no longer be concealed.

Does evil affect mortals?Xu Lang didn't think so before,? After all, mortals don't have aura in their bodies.

But when Xu Lang stepped into the desolate Kunlun, the next moment, the evil spirit rushed towards him like a beast smelling blood.

He clenched the dagger tightly in his hand, and stepped back, but there was no way to avoid it, and his back had reached the closed door.

Xu Lang knew clearly, "You can't use a dagger—the key to open the door between the fairy world and the mortal world. If the door is opened again, evil spirits will spread along the passage and appear in Kunlun in the human world. If you regain your freedom, the consequences will be disastrous. It's not something he can recover.

The cold object buzzed and trembled in his hands, half excited, half scared, as if he was hesitating just like him.

Thick bloody smell rushed towards his face, almost condensing into a solid body, Xu Lang's nerves were tense, he opened his mouth, then closed it again, as if wanting to comfort himself, he weighed the dagger in his hand, looked up, There was a mist of blood, and no one was seen.

At this moment, a scalding stream of heat slid across his shoulders, and the sudden scorching heat made him subconsciously dodge, only to realize after a while that the heat came from himself.The evil spirit was repelled in an instant, and the barrier made of gold patterns tightly wrapped Xu Lang in, flickering, making a piercing sound, like the sound of an electric current passing by.

Xu Lang was startled, as if he had thought of something, he opened his clothes and looked over his left shoulder.

On his shoulders, there are lines that he has never understood, like the moon, and the lines of a fox, which are left by Bai Xuan talking about himself.Xu Lang didn't know what kind of pattern it was at that time, and he thought it was ugly. Later, when he went to the banquet, after His Majesty Jiu said, he realized that it was not a simple pattern, but the executioner's. Xuan's real name.

Xu Lang remembered that he asked Bai Xuan: "Will this disappear?"

Bai Xuan's answer was: "Yes, after using it once, it will disappear."

Xu Lang looked at the barrier silently, like round and smooth pearls, coated with a layer of golden light, which isolates all evil spirits, and patterns appear from time to time, there are crescent moons, full moons, agile foxes, and There was some Sanskrit that he couldn't read.

Since Bai Xuan asked him to leave Kunlun, why didn't he take away the mark and still keep it on him?

Since Liang Kunwu did not keep him and sent him away from Kunlun, why did he give him the key to open Kunlun?

Xu Lang couldn't figure it out, maybe he wouldn't figure it out, he could only know the answers from the person involved.

All in all, he gritted his teeth, suppressed the pain in his heart, and thought, he must see Bai Xuan and Liang Kunwu.

If he didn't ask the question himself, if he didn't hear the answer with his own ears, he would be stuck in an unresolved depression for the rest of his life.

There was only blood mist spreading in front of his eyes, and the only light was those flowing golden patterns. Xu Lang took advantage of that little bit of light, and based on his memory, he staggered forward, neither hearing nor seeing anything. Qing, he was clearly walking up the mountain, but it seemed like he was falling into an endless abyss. He was startled and frightened, and his back was covered in cold sweat, but he didn't feel the slightest regret.

Xu Lang seemed to be the only one left in the world, and the feeling of loneliness that penetrated his bones made him feel palpitations, and even his breathing was stagnant.

Even though there was a barrier, the resentment and pain contained in the evil spirit still invaded Xu Lang's mind. He gradually felt his heart beat faster. Sometimes he remembered those beautiful palaces in the palace, which were the most exquisite birdcages; The scene of hundreds of people in Prince Ji's mansion being ransacked and beheaded all over the house, blood spattered far away, all the way to the toe of his shoes; sometimes he remembered bits and pieces of the Kunlun Mountains.

The blooming flowers in Langfeng Cen, the never-ending snowstorm in Xuanpu Hall, and the forging pond in Kunlun Palace, which is as hot as magma.

These, like paintings on a scroll, are blurred by water mist, moldy, and melted into pitch black.

Later, Xu Lang was in a daze, not the soul led the body forward, but the body dragged the soul forward, and when he reached the edge of the cliff, he heard the snickering in the evil spirit, and realized that he was forced to the edge of the cliff again. Another dead end.

He wanted to step back, turned his head to look, but saw many more deep lights in the blood-red fog.

Taking a closer look, it wasn't the lights, but a pair of beasts with pupils like embroidery needles, looking at him quietly and maliciously.

That's right, Xu Lang knew that Kunlun was the gate connecting the fairy world and the human world, and many fallen immortals wanted to escape to the human world through this.

Xu Lang's thoughts turned quickly, and it didn't take long before he made a decision. Even if the dagger Liang Kunwu gave him was completely destroyed, even if he could never return to the human world, this group of people whose minds have been eroded The fairy got the key.

He recognized this place, there was an abyss below, if he fell down, blood and flesh would splatter, and even the bones would not be able to piece it together.

Xu Lang secretly discussed with his heart, trying to stop it from beating so fast, otherwise he would hardly be able to breathe.

He said, don't be afraid, death is just a moment. Compared with that, I am more worried about whether the dagger will shatter together. If I die, the dagger will be unscathed and be taken away by other gods with ulterior motives , that would be too worthless.

The heart in his chest was obviously more frightened than himself, and he didn't listen to persuasion at all, beating chugs, trying to find a place to hide.

The temperature on his shoulders gradually faded, and Xu Lang also understood that the imprint left by Bai Xuan has a time limit, and it is impossible to always protect him, and it will disappear after it is used once, and after it disappears, he will definitely Torn to shreds by the raging evil spirit.

Okay, let's jump, Xu Lang took a few deep breaths, thinking, hoping that Liang Kunwu could take the dagger before them.

Now that he has made up his mind, it won't be that difficult to actually implement it. He deliberately ignored his heart that was desperately begging for mercy, calmed down his boiling emotions, tied the dagger around his waist, closed his eyes, and was about to jump jump--

"Xu Lang."

It's like an eternity.

Xu Lang opened his eyes in panic.

As far as the line of sight is concerned, there is still a fog of blood, and no one is seen.

"Chu Lang?" His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the hair in his throat was blocked, "Is that you?"

"On the other side is Liang Kunwu's Ten Thousand Weapons Formation. When you get there, nothing can hurt you."

Xu Lang looked around, trying to find the cyan figure from the blood-colored and pitch-black lines, but he couldn't see him, only heard his voice, and the voice didn't come from any direction, to be precise, it was in his mind It sounded long and loudly.

For some reason, when I heard Chu Lang's voice, a strong emotion came over me, as if I was finally struggling in the bottomless water, and finally touched a piece of driftwood. Xu Lang endured his sore eyes, choked up a little, and said softly :"I'm very sorry."

Chu Lang asked, "About what?"

Xu Lang said, "About everything."

Chu Lang was silent for a while, and did not respond to his words.

"There are too many gods who have fallen, and the fate has gone wrong. After I woke up, I realized that the situation in Kunlun was not right, so I came back." She said slowly, her tone was calm, and it was clear and cold, falling into Xu Lang's ears , but felt extremely gentle, "I should have fallen into an eternal sleep, but woke up at this time, which is a break of the rules. Now, I should leave, and you should leave too."

"Xu Lang, go forward, don't look back." Chu Lang sighed, "I promise you, wherever you go, the road will be smooth."

After the words fell, Xu Lang felt something peeling off his body one by one.

The moment the barrier completely dissipated, Xu Lang no longer hesitated, took a step, and stepped towards the abyss in front of him.

Instead of falling off a cliff, he stepped on something, something soft yet tough.The barrier faded, and a long wind blew in. Xu Lang ran towards the opposite bank without turning his head. Wherever he passed, flowers bloomed and vines grew, supporting his every step, stretching towards the distance, between two cliffs A bridge woven of vines and blooming flowers was built between them.

Xu Lang ran with all his strength, the dagger at his waist was shaking, causing him pain in the flesh, it was the wind of flying snow, pouring into his mouth and nose, he ran, suddenly felt a burst of heartfelt pleasure, so he pulled Throat, shouted: "Chu Lang, say goodbye to me."

So Chu Lang said with a smile: "Goodbye, Xu Lang, time will come to an end, when that time comes, please meet me again."

Xu Lang used to walk slowly when he was traveling in mountains and rivers. He only ran fast when he was chased by ferocious beasts, and then he was so tired that he was panting, collapsed into a puddle of mud, and refused to move. He thought he didn't like running. Yes, and I don't like being chased.

However, now that he was running hard on this sturdy bridge, he felt a different feeling.

It makes him want to cry and laugh at the same time, feel sad and happy at the same time, feel lonely but not downcast.

Xu Lang could feel that evil spirits and ferocious beasts were crazily chasing after him, but he didn't turn his head to look. He just looked at the opposite bank that was getting closer and closer in front of him. An erratic blurred figure in the formation.

The sharp animal claws cut off the end of his hair, and the evil breath with the smell of blood screamed.

After taking a breath, Xu Lang fell into the formation of thousands of weapons, the bridge behind him snapped, and he fell into the abyss with the roaring beast.

Xu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed his floating mind, put his hands on the ground, straightened his back, and wanted to stand up by this.

Then, the moment he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he froze in place.

The blood-stained sharp weapon stabbed straight at him, aggressive and merciless.