The master said not to judge people by their appearance

But even if the power of the dream was divided into two strands, what Gesang controlled was only a very small one.

After the momentary astonishment, the inner demon became furious. The wind and snow suddenly turned around, and the stem of the huge Gesang flower in the city was almost bent in half, and the petals fell one by one in the wind. It would not kill She, it has a mutually beneficial and symbiotic relationship with the host, and this dream requires Gesang's obsession to maintain it, but it can suppress her strength and engulf her consciousness again.

The countless Gesang flowers that bound the Yuan Rong cavalry began to wither at the same moment, and the petals scattered in the air, like a grand dance of death.

The Yuanrong cavalry regained their freedom, and the monster dragon roared wildly, wrapped in the wind and snow, broke through the blockade of the soul fire, and slammed into the towering tower with its huge body.

A corner of the tower suddenly collapsed, the monster flood dragon didn't stay for long, it was still afraid of Shen Fan's soul fire, the fire light would burn it, and it immediately flew back to the sky after the impact.

But before leaving, it slammed its long tail and slapped it towards the ice surface. The hard ice surface cracked under the huge force, and everyone on the ice, including Xie Yunlan, fell into the glacier at the same moment.

The last time Xie Yunlan fell into the glacier, he was able to tolerate the low temperature of the river and move freely, but this time, the wind and snow brought by the monster dragon froze the world. The bottom of the deep river is the place where the soul fire cannot shine.

The moment everyone entered the water, they felt the extreme coldness. It was so cold that their joints were instantly frozen, and they lost all the ability to move.

They fell straight down, and the frost slowly covered their bodies, and then their minds and consciousness.

Xie Yunlan struggled hard. Is there really no power that can break this dream of slaughtering the city?He was full of unwillingness, but no matter how hard he tried, his body kept falling. In the end, his body and consciousness fell into nothingness and darkness together, and he closed his eyes.

Everything froze, and only a dead sculpture remained in the river.

Xie Yunlan thought he was dead, but he opened his eyes again.

He sat up from the water in a daze, the glacial river was so deep that it seemed endless, he had been falling down until he died, but at this moment, the river water under him had just covered his ankles, and it didn't have that kind of bone-chilling coldness .

What is this place?Xie Yunlan looked around suspiciously. He saw many shining light spots on the river. It was a phantom figure, old or young, male or female. They all walked slowly along the long river. Then, go to the distance guided by the fire.

Xie Yunlan looked at the sky, the bottom of the glacier was so dark that there was no light from the sky, and this place was even darker than the bottom of the river, the darkness was so thick that it would last forever.

But in the eternal darkness, there is a huge dragon-shaped virtual image floating in the sky. His body is as tall as mountains and rivers, his pupils are as bright as the sun and the moon, and the candle in his mouth is so bright that it can open a path of light in this eternal darkness. That is the path of reincarnation that guides the souls of the dead.

"The dragon holding the candle..." Xie Yunlan murmured, and at the same time he realized what this place was.

This is the Netherworld, the place of reincarnation.

is he deadXie Yunlan was thinking blankly, and he looked around blankly, looking at the countless dead souls walking along the river of Wangchuan, hesitating whether he should join.

Death is the conclusion of a cycle of reincarnation. He has no power to change what happened in Yazhou City. People who have died should not stay in this world anymore. Reincarnation is the only way in this darkness, and he has no other way. places to go.

Xie Yunlan waded through the water and took a step forward, but he was not reconciled, unwilling to accept such a fate, and...he had an inexplicable intuition in his heart, he faintly felt that there was something in the darkness.

He suddenly deviated from the orientation, left the range illuminated by the candlelight, turned around and stepped into the eternal darkness.

Only when I really entered it did I realize how terrifying the eternity of darkness is. It is the smoldering resentment of death accumulated for thousands of years, the darkness condensed by all the dark forces. Just after walking a few steps, Xie Yunlan felt himself trembling, isn't it? His body was trembling, but his soul was trembling.

Reason told him that he should return to the road of reincarnation as soon as possible, where he was blessed by the flame of the candle dragon, and he didn't know what he would face if he continued to move forward.

But he still chose to move forward. As he walked deeper and deeper, the light in his soul became weaker and weaker. Before he was swallowed by the eternal darkness, he suddenly saw a light in the darkness.

It's candlelight.

A man dressed in white sat cross-legged in the depths of the darkness, a candle was lit in front of him, his white sleeves were scattered beside him, his eyebrows were lightly closed, and his expression was dignified and solemn, like a statue in a temple. Years are motionless.

But after Xie Yunlan arrived, the statue slightly opened its eyes.

"You're going the wrong way," he said.

"Shen Fan..." Xie Yunlan murmured.

"Shen Fan?" the man said, "I don't have that name."

Xie Yunlan was startled, he would never admit the man's appearance, why wasn't Shen Fan called Shen Fan?And the candle in front of Shen Fan was much stronger than what he usually saw, so bright that it was almost dazzling.As well as the huge dragon-shaped virtual image in the sky, the dragon's horns are towering, not damaged at all, and Shen Fan's dragon's horns are distinct...

He suddenly realized the truth, this is not the Shen Fan he was familiar with, this is the Shen Fan who has not yet come to the human world and has not broken his horns. He does not have a human name at this moment, only the well-known name of a god.

But...how did he meet the former Shen Fan?Is it time reversal?

This is too ridiculous. On the contrary, Xie Yunlan has a more reasonable explanation, which is his dream.

It's not surprising that he dreamed of Shen Fan, but why was it the former Shen Fan?Xie Yunlan was puzzled, and this eternal ghost, how could he dream of this place?He had clearly never been here.

But these problems are not the most important. He is still dreaming, which means that he has not died completely, and he still has the opportunity to do something.

His dream is connected to Gesang's dream, just like the time he was looking for Wei Chengzhi. The wolf-headed monster can come from Gesang's dream to Wei Chengzhi's dream, which means that Shen Fan in front of him may also come to Gesang. Sang's Dreamland.

No, he is not Shen Fan, he is Zhuyin, the god of death, life and darkness that is feared by demons.

"Zhuyin, listen to me," Xie Yunlan came to the man and said eagerly, "The heart demon has pulled the people of Yazhou into the dream realm. It wants to kill all the people in the city, and then use their resentment and fear to turn them into demons." Demon dragon, it is a disaster for the world, you have to stop it..."

"Why?" Zhu Yin interrupted him, his expression was indifferent, unmoved by Xie Yunlan's eagerness, "Why should I stop it?"

"Isn't this your duty...?" Xie Yunlan was in a daze, he didn't expect Shen Fan to react like this.

"This is not my duty." Zhuyin said, "My duty is to protect the Netherworld and illuminate the road of reincarnation with soul fire."

"Do you not care about the life and death of the people in that city?" Xie Yunlan dared not answer.

"People die at every moment, and there is life at every moment. Life and death are destiny. I am the guardian of the order of reincarnation. I will not easily interfere with the life and death of mortals. For example, I didn't kill you at this moment. " Zhu Yin looked up at him, he was sitting on the ground, but his eyes were condescending.

"Mortal, you shouldn't call me by my first name," he said.

Xie Yunlan took a step back subconsciously, Shen Fan in front of him was so indifferent that it was scary.

In a daze, Xie Yunlan felt his body shake suddenly. He thought he was not standing still, but then he found that the whole world was shaking. Zhuyin and the huge dragon statue in the sky raised their heads together, and the outside world appeared on the sky. scene.

After Xie Yunlan and others fell into the glacier, there was no one to restrain Targu. He joined the large army attacking the city, and a corner of the towering city tower had already collapsed under the impact of the monster flood dragon. Yuanrong cavalry didn't even need to attack the city anymore. The door, they filed in directly from the breach.

The defenders led by Huang Yaowu retreated while killing, and the people in the city fled and cried like helpless sheep. They died one after another under the butcher's knife of the Yuanrong people.

Xie Yunlan watched anxiously, Zhuyin remained unmoved, but there was another scene in the sky that attracted his attention, and he saw another self.

"This is a dream." He realized it.

"This is a dream!" Xie Yunlan said, "Zhuyin, the life and death of the people in this city has nothing to do with you, but do you even care about your own life?!"

"I won't die." Zhuyin said lightly, "Even if the heart demon builds a dream realm, it can't devour my dreams."

Xie Yunlan was startled, and then realized that what Zhuyin said was right, Shen Fan never fell into a dream from the beginning to the end, he came to the dream realm through his own dream.

Zhuyin looked at him and said, "But you are dying."

The inner demon is getting stronger and stronger, and the roar of the wind and snow almost penetrates the dreamland, forcing it directly to this eternal ghost.

This doesn't mean that the inner demon is stronger than Candle Dragon in its full state, but just that this dream formed by Xie Yunlan's consciousness is about to collapse.

"I am the phantom in your dream." Zhuyin said, "Mortal, it is actually up to you to decide whether I will help you or not."

Xie Yunlan was stunned again, he suddenly thought of what Shen Fan had said to him, there are no rules in dreams, if you think you can do anything, you really can do anything, but the problem is, you can't really believe that you can do anything. suspect.

"You still have doubts in your heart." Candle Yin said.

Xie Yunlan looked at the monstrous flood dragon raging in the sky, he couldn't help doubting that he had failed many times, he tried so many methods, but he couldn't break this endless cycle of nightmares, and the demon is so powerful now, there is still What power can overcome it?

Xie Yunlan suddenly thought of the scene in Beijing, where one hundred and eight dragon candle lamps were lit together, and the flames converged into a huge dragon shape. to ashes of nothingness.

What power can overcome demons?In fact, he already had the answer in his heart, so he fell into this dream before dying.

He just needs to believe, believe in Shen Fan, and also believe in himself.

"Shen Fan." Xie Yunlan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, opened them again, and let go of all the wavering and doubts in his heart.

He said, "Help me!"

Zhu Yin looked into his eyes, and he saw the burning soul fire in this mortal's soul.

"My name is not Shen Fan." He said lightly, "But..."

He stood up, holding the dazzlingly bright candle in his palm, the dream was shaking, not because of the collapse under the pressure of external force, but because something was about to rush out of the dream.

"Okay," he said.

The defenders of Yazhou City retreated steadily. They couldn't take care of themselves and had no time to rescue Xie Yunlan and others who had fallen into the glacier. On the ground, there is also a dragon-shaped chariot.

The dragon chariot fell into the water the day before yesterday, and the kerosene had already been burned out, but it was burning again at this moment. Under the bitterly cold water, the eyes of the dragon chariot were as bright as torches, and it started to vibrate at the same time. Flesh and flesh, like a dragon being resurrected.

The dragon chariot swam upwards, its flaming body passed by the frozen crowd, the flames melted the frost on their bodies, Xie Yunlan woke up suddenly, he saw the dragon body passing by him, grabbed the mane on the opponent's back , he was led by the dragon carriage and swam to the water surface at high speed.

Above the city tower of Yazhou, Shen Fan looked at his translucent five fingers. He came here from Xie Yunlan's dream. After Xie Yunlan died, the dream disappeared naturally, and he would return to reality.

Sure enough, nothing could escape fate, Xie Yunlan couldn't escape, and neither could he.

Shen Fan slowly closed his palms, the precarious soul fire in his hand had been strong for so many days, and it was finally going to be completely extinguished today.

But just before it went out, his transparent fingers suddenly became solid again, and at the same time, he felt a huge force rushing out from under the water surface.

This power is both familiar and unfamiliar, it is... Shen Fan stared blankly at the frozen lake, the water was surging fiercely, and the next moment, a hundred-foot-long dragon broke through the water with a roar.

Xie Yunlan jumped off the dragon's back the moment he came out of the water, and after rolling around on the ice, he regained his footing. He looked up at the sky with everyone in the city who heard the roar of the dragon.

The dragon chariot has completely turned into a dragon shape at this moment, and it is no longer an illusion like in Beijing. They can clearly see the color of this dragon. His scales are black, and there is a faint blue on the neck and abdomen. The perfect blend of the two colors is as beautiful as a freehand landscape.

But no one appreciated the beauty of the scales. When the dragon hovered in the sky, they only felt a majesty that almost made people kneel down immediately, as if they were meeting a god, and all living beings, even demons, were under his majesty. trembling!

He is the god of death, life and darkness, the dragon holding a candle!

When the candle dragon opened its mouth, it revealed the bright candle that pierced the eternal darkness, tens of millions of times stronger than the one in Shen Fan's hand!

The monster flood dragon that was still raging in the wind and snow just now was terrified, it fled quickly, the phantom of the candle dragon condensed by the flames in the capital made the inner demons so frightened, and the one in front of it right now was the real candle dragon!

It is the Candle Dragon himself whose horns have never been broken, and whose soul is burning like the sun!

The monster dragon breaks through the boundary of the dream realm, it wants to escape into the dreamland of mortals.

The dream world is as complicated as the sea, vast and boundless, even if you escape into the dreams of mortals, Zhulong can't find it!

But suddenly something stopped it, a green vine.

The huge Gesang flower in the city has withered, only the bare stem remains, and it grows again at this moment, preventing the demon from escaping from the dream realm, even if the consequence is that it will completely disappear into the world together with the demon.

The monster dragon struggled violently, and the vines broke one by one, but in the next moment, they grew tenaciously again, like the courage of a mortal.

Finally, in the horrified eyes of the monster dragon, the Candle Dragon burning with burning soul fire has approached it!

The moment the flame touched the monster dragon, it exploded. The monster dragon in the sky and the Yuan Rong cavalry on the ground were all burning in the flames, and the scales condensed by the devilish energy fell one by one, like a flaming meteor shower.

The monster dragon roared unwillingly, the world trembled in the roar, this dream realm was maintained by its magic power, and when its magic power dissipated, this dream realm was also on the verge of collapse.

"Gesang!" Wei Chengzhi realized something, he shouted Gesang's name.

A branch and leaf of Gesang flower shakes gently, like a farewell.

"Don't!" Wei Chengzhi yelled in pain, but just like the monster dragon struggling in vain in the flames, they couldn't stop the fire, nor could they stop the shattering of the dream.

The body of the monster dragon was reduced to ashes in the soul fire, and after the demon energy in the dream realm was completely burned out, everyone opened their eyes again, and they returned to Yazhou City.

It is intact, without any damaged Yazhou City after the war.

wake up.

fully awake.

This endless cycle of nightmares, like the Gesang flower withered in the flames, will never return.

Everyone was lucky to have escaped from death, only Wei Chengzhi knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.