[Gujian Yigong] Same goal in different ways

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The thunder gradually stopped, and the lightning stopped.The thick fog dissipated in all directions, and the chaotic sky gradually faded its dark color, revealing a brighter and clearer sky.Huge ruins gradually emerged from the sea. In the collapsed mountain, weeds criss-crossed and vines grew overgrown. The former gorgeous buildings were broken and collapsed, like a lonely grave.

Ouyang Shaogong sat quietly on the side of the couch, holding Feng Guangmo's wrist vainly, his fingertips never leaving the position of his mouth, for fear that if he let go, the pulse under it would be broken, and he continued. not on.

The face of the person on the couch was as white as paper, his lips were bloodless, and against the long black hair scattered all over the pillow, he looked even more worried.Since he fell into a coma yesterday, he has not woken up, and his chest heaved faintly, barely audible.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Guangmo finally let out a low moan in the mist.Ouyang Shaogong almost got up suddenly, and tremblingly said: "How are you...?"

Feng Guangmo didn't answer, his slender eyelashes trembled, as if hesitating, and he didn't open his eyes for a long time.Seeing that he had indeed woken up, Ouyang Shaogong felt at ease.

"...How long have I slept?"

His voice was hoarse, and he spoke with difficulty.Ouyang Shaogong naturally knew what the other party was thinking, sighed lightly, and said: "But it's been half a day, Baili Tusu and his party haven't come yet."

Feng Guangmo nodded slightly, but suddenly frowned, with a painful look on his face.His blood vessels were blocked, and he felt numb all over his body, only slightly numb, and when he exerted a little force, he felt stinging pain, and he was so cold to the bone.

Liangyi, Sixiang, gossip, spiritual veins, Qi veins, blood veins - this person finally sealed him up and down with so many techniques that it was difficult to even move a finger.

"Guangmo, I made you suffer."

Ouyang Shaogong kissed his blind eyes with a gentle and painful voice: "I don't want you to spoil me again."

The corners of Feng Guangmo's lips raised an almost invisible arc, it was obviously a fleeting smile, but it appeared to be an indescribable sneer, Ouyang Shaogong couldn't help but jump slightly in his heart.

"Your decisive battle, take me there."

He spoke softly, with no emotion in his words.Ouyang Shaogong was stunned for a moment, then he used his fingers to brush the messy strands of hair behind his ears, and said: "You should lie here and wait for me to come back."

"Take me with you."

"Are you still worried about your sister?" Ouyang Shaogong asked in a shy voice, gently stroking the other's pale cheek, "I promise you, I will only take Baili Tusu's half soul, and I will never move Feng Qingxue."

"Do not."

Feng Guangmo shook his head persistently, struggling to sit up.Ouyang Shaogong was so shocked that he quickly pressed him down, and smiled wryly: "Let's go together."

In the twilight of the dusk, Ouyang Shaogong passed through Feng Guangmo's leg with one hand, supported his back with the other, and carefully hugged him horizontally.The human figure in his arms was broken, and he was so light, it seemed that there was only a handful of pale and thin bones left under the sleeves of the wide robe.

Outside the house, the sky is getting darker, the crows are returning to their nests, and the scorching ghosts flying around during the day are gradually gathering together, just like the fireflies dancing by the pond in summer, the dots are dotted, showing a bit of cuteness.

"Penglai was originally a blessed place in the East China Sea, similar to the Green Jade Altar; the residents there live over a hundred years old, and they don't care about world affairs. They cover the entire island with the art of enchantment.

"A hundred years ago, a catastrophe fell from the sky, the country fell into the land, half of it fell into the time-space gap in the sea of ​​thunder clouds, and the other half was pushed out of the sea again... But between the sudden changes day and night, the number of deaths is unknown. The history of Penglai The country will eventually become a legend."

Ouyang Shaogong said softly, hugged Feng Guangmo, and walked slowly towards Gonggong Mountain.The person in his arms only rested his head on his shoulder, and slightly closed his eyes, not knowing if he was listening.

The towering and isolated peaks are abrupt and dangerous, and the stepped corridors are built along the mountains, spiraling upwards.Most of the exquisite pillars and arches have collapsed, and dry old vines grow out of the cracks in the stone, like tentacles of monsters.

"Going straight up from here is the high platform that used to be worshiped in the Penglai Kingdom. Most of the cliff was hollowed out with magic, and a palace was built on the top of the peak. You can overlook the entire Penglai Kingdom... When the weather is sunny and the sun is shining, The blue waves are vast; when it rains, it is as dark as night, and the white waves are surging...

"Guangmo, after your eyes are cured, I'll take you to see them."

He spoke in a warm voice, with a smile in his voice, a bit of anticipation and a bit of nostalgia.After a long time, I heard Feng Guangmo give a soft "hmm", so light that it seemed to be an illusion.

Ouyang Shaogong hugged him like this, and walked to the highest level of Palace Mountain step by step.With the clouds rolling and the wind blowing, he whispered in his ear the history of Penglai, the fleeting beauty of a hundred years ago, and even the vicissitudes of life and death during the millennium-long time. Ups and downs.

——as if walking through his almost endless life.

The highest temple is still standing. Between the high arches, the dilapidated and faded curtains are fluttering and stirring in the wind, making hunting sounds, like battle flags, and like banners calling for souls.

"The enchantment is opened, they should have entered the inner city of Penglai, but it's faster than expected..." Ouyang Shaogong sighed with half admiration and half sarcasm, squatted down and held Feng Guang Mo carefully placed it under the huge arch, supported his shoulders, let him lean against the pillar behind him, and waved a few layers of barriers around him.

"I won't touch Feng Qingxue," he repeated his promise again, "Guangmo, just sit here and no one will hurt you."

Feng Guangmo nodded noncommittally, Ouyang Shaogong held his face in his hands, and kissed him lightly.

Lips and teeth are slightly cool.

Without any resistance, Feng Guangmo half opened his mouth and let him ask for it.Ouyang Shaogong sucked the tip of his tongue almost greedily, taking out the familiar taste bit by bit.

In the slanting light of the afterglow, Feng Guangmo's eyes are black and bright, "staring" at him for a moment, the depths of his pupils reflect the bright blush of mulberry elm embers_red and purple, like burning little twins. cluster of flames.

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps, and Fang Lansheng's angry voice was heard from a distance.Hearing the sound, Ouyang Shaogong shook Feng Guangmo's hand reassuringly, then stood up and walked towards the center of the hall.

Behind him, Feng Guangmo pursed the corners of his lips tightly, raised his arm inch by inch, and pressed his palm to the ground gropingly.

"Ouyang Shaogong!"

Baili Tu Su rushed to the front, with the evil spirit of the Fenji long sword in his hand, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of blood-red glow.

Beside him, the girl in blue was holding a scythe with an unspeakably anxious expression; Fang Lansheng was standing beside him holding a Buddhist bead tightly, looking as if he wanted to eat his flesh alive and smash his bones into ashes.

"How many of you have come from afar, but are you still enjoying yourself?"

Ouyang Shaogong spoke with a smile, and Feng Qingxue had already noticed that under the arch not far away, the elder brother who was sitting leaning on the pillar, couldn't help but clenched the giant scythe in his hand, and said anxiously: "What are you doing to my elder brother?"

"Qingxue reunited with Guangmo brothers and sisters, how can I do such a disastrous act?" Ouyang Shaogong chuckled, and turned his eyes to Baili Tusu, "If the young hero wants to keep him alive, he will burn him immediately. Kill yourself on the spot, and you don't have to wait until the three days to disperse your soul."

"Ouyang Shaogong you——!"

Fang Lansheng blurted out almost subconsciously, Ouyang Shaogong only looked at the angry young man, shook his head and said with a smile: "Guangmo ended up in this situation just to save you, doesn't it mean that Xiaolan doesn't have the slightest bit of embarrassment?"

"As long as you let Lord Wu Xian go, stop Yu Heng's power..." Baili Tusu took a step forward, and took a deep breath, "Even if I kill myself on the spot, I'm fine!"

But Ouyang Shaogong just sneered: "The talk of self-defeating is just to remember the little relationship with Baili Shaoxia in the past. After the seal is released, I can kill you directly. I can also get the soul. Why do you tell me these things? ?”

He turned his head slightly, glanced at the person by the wall, and swept Feng Qingxue again, his voice was a little soft: "I promised Guangmo that I would not move Qingxue, as for the rest of you—"

His voice stopped suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked forward in disbelief——under the high arched door and above the rolling sea of ​​clouds, there was a woman in pink standing gracefully, with a smile on her face, scattered across the room Bright and gorgeous.

"Xun... Fang...?"

Ouyang Shaogong lost his words for a moment, he just watched helplessly as the dreaming woman let go of the arm held by Hongyu and walked towards him step by step.

"Husband..."

She murmured to him.The voice is clear and gentle, just like before.

"Wind, Guang, Mo!!"

The gentle and charming atmosphere dissipated in an instant, Ouyang Shaogong's eyes were tearing apart, he didn't look at the inexplicable people in front of him, he just stared at the thin man leaning beside the stone pillar, trembling with anger: "This is you What you said yesterday... is not enough!?"

"Dark clouds running to the sky, isn't it the same method?"

Feng Guangmo spoke softly, and there was even a faint smile on his lips, somewhat clear and somewhat contemptuous.Ouyang Shaogong couldn't say a word, and that beautiful and delicate figure was already approaching him, looking up at him with tears in his eyes.

Ouyang Shaogong took a deep breath and paused word by word: "Xun Fang, come to my side."

"Husband, Xunfang is back..." Xunfang raised her head and looked at him, looking at the husband she had been looking for for a hundred years, her voice choked up, "I will never be separated from you again, okay?"

"Of course," Ouyang Shaogong spoke very slowly, as if every word was squeezed out between his teeth, "No matter who or what, I will never let you and me say goodbye again!"

Without any warning, he swung his sleeves suddenly, amidst the screams, the golden light in his sleeves burst out several feet, piercing through the opponent's weak and thin chest like this!

The swift shadow and sword light, blood spattered three feet.Before Princess Penglai could put away the joyful expression on her face, she fell limply to the ground.

Amid the astonished gazes of everyone, Ouyang Shaogong gritted his teeth and laughed out loud: "Feng Guangmo, how much do you think you know about me?"

He gasped with laughter: "One time in Zhonghuangshan, one time in Thundercloud Sea, do you think I will be fooled again this time!?"

—his laughter stopped abruptly.

Xun Fang fell to the ground, her body twitched and shrunk into a ball, her appearance was constantly changing, gradually changing from a young girl to a dignified young woman, her temples were gray, her skin was wrinkled, and each of her wrinkles seemed to be alive and smooth. His face... In just a few breaths, the woman who was as beautiful as Ruixiang was rapidly aging, and turned into that figure that he couldn't be more familiar with——

Jitong.

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