Some people, when they encounter something special, their first reaction is to escape, and some people are curious, want to find out, it is difficult to say which approach is correct, sometimes escape, but because they do not understand the end of the hunt, sometimes risk curiosity, but also self-defeating.
However, no matter what kind of approach it is, it doesn't matter to a person who looks down on life and death at all, and if there is no escape, the so-called death can only face one way to go.
The call sign of thousands of troops and horses rushed, as if it was in the ears, the stone wall petroglyphs absorbed the purple fire, as if they had absorbed the true fire of the sun and obtained more spiritual power, the emperor's burning body suddenly became more majestic, and the raging flames suddenly seemed to jump out of the rock wall, merging with the purple flames in Zhang Xiaohan's palm.
Zhang Xiaohan looked at the incredible scene in front of her indifferently, she saw too many incredible things, so much that even if the Emperor of Heaven appeared in front of her, she would not be surprised, no one else was here, she didn't have to consider the safety of others, she was even more unscrupulous.
Suddenly, she thought of something in her consciousness, smiled slightly, and a drop of essence blood was suddenly forced out of the center of her eyebrows, and a large spot of light was scattered from the center of her eyebrows and dissipated in the space.
Chu Qingfang, who was still sitting face-to-face with the simple hibiscus in the Black Miasma Mountain, was suddenly stunned, his eyes widened, revealing an incredible expression, and his gaze slowly flowed over the surface of the simple and hibiscus.
"The contract has been dissolved."
The wind seemed to stop instantly, and the simple hand fell on the top of Chu Qingfang's head, and he sat motionless, his face expressionless, but his heart was extremely shocked.
Zhang Xiaohan terminated the contract, there was only one possibility, she was in danger.
The sea of knowledge was churning, and it was turned up mercilessly, the simplicity and the figure of the hibiscus were blurred, Chu Qing was stunned, Zhang Xiaohan gritted his teeth and smiled skillfully.
She was in danger and broke the contract before she could do so.
If his respect for Zhang Xiaohan was under the power of the contract before, now his heart is full of respect for Zhang Xiaohan from the bottom of his heart, Zhihai suddenly calmed down, and his simple hand left the top of his head.
"Chu Daoyou, I'm offended."
Jane said suddenly and calmly.
Chu Qingfang's consciousness seemed to have just returned to his body, and the focus of his gaze was refocused on his simple face, and he did not have the feeling of being dead in his heart, but he was deeply apologetic.
"Jian Daoyou, I'm sorry."
Obviously, it should be that Jane said sorry to him, and from the moment they met, Jane entered his sea of knowledge twice to rummage, but in his heart, he couldn't resentfully this handsome monk.
"Boss Zhang doesn't want you to have an accident."
Simple and faint authentic.
There was silence in the deep pool, and his simple gaze was cast into the depths of the pool, his eyes were so deep that they seemed to be able to hold all the water, and he slowly stood up and walked to the edge of the pool.
His vision seemed to penetrate the pitch-black water, through the lotus leaves all over the place, under his sight, the lotus leaves shrunk up, and they rolled up one by one, and the lotus flowers also hid behind the lotus leaves in fear, and the black pool of water quietly appeared in the simple field of vision, and the simple eyes stared at the water surface without blinking.
The moon fell, the moment the passage between the demon world and the human world opened, he wrote down all the bright formation lines, and at this moment, under this bright moonlight, his vision and divine sense penetrated the pool and fell straight into the depths of the pool.
The lines of the formation have long been engraved in his heart, and at this time, corresponding to the shining formations, his hands are slowly clenched into fists, even if he is as powerful, he has to wait for the arrival of the next moon.
In the space under the Yin River, Zhang Xiaohan looked at the slowly dissipating aura and smiled slightly, and then her eyes fell on the petroglyphs again, the pictures of the petroglyphs had never been so real again, she stared intently, and let these images shoot into her soul.
She knows that her own spirit is firm, she may have a little bit of compassion, but once she decides, she will be more ruthless than anyone else, if she still has a little regret in her heart, it is that she doesn't understand where she lives and how far away from the earth in her previous life is.
But even in his previous life, there were so many unknown things, no one could understand everything he wanted to know, she knew more than anyone in her previous life, and more than the vast majority of people in this world.
Well, that's not a pity.
This body was not hers in the first place, and the spirit was gone, so there was no need to sigh, sooner or later.
Or she can also confirm the sentence: Chaowen said, it is okay to die at night.
Smile again, if someone can see this smile, they will inevitably understand what is the empty valley orchid, which is a unique branch in the loneliness of the ages, and it is the tolerance that embraces everything with its own loneliness.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaohan's heart was ethereal, her soul didn't seem to be in her body, and it seemed that she was still in her body, but she didn't care at all.
She just smiled and looked at the petroglyphs quietly, without compassion or shock, just quietly watching.
The heavenly fire burns, what burns is the unyielding body, the heavenly soldier cuts off the head, the broken is the indestructible will, the sharp blade cuts out the heart, and the belief that is not regretted, the wisp of the soul, a drop of essence and blood, is the fusion of the unyielding body, the indestructible will, and the unrepentant faith.
She looked at all this indifferently, her eyes were unwavering, even if she was unyielding, undestructive, and unrepentant, the world would not be transferred by anyone's will, even if she was unwilling in her heart, this unwillingness would inevitably turn into dust and annihilate.
She slowly turned around and looked at the petroglyphs on the right, letting the purple flame in her hand shine on the petroglyphs on the right.
In her ears, it seemed that the war drums were pounding, and every sound seemed to be shaking the heart, and the streamer of the purple flame suddenly poured out, Zhang Xiaohan's eyes widened slightly, what did she see A dark war drum appeared on the field, a dark drum hammer hit the drum surface hard, and the sound of war drums no longer appeared in her ears, and her eyes only trembled on the drum surface.
The black green tendons bound the war drums, which were his own veins, bound by his own flesh and skin, tempered heavily with his own bones.
The drum face trembled, and the dull drum sound seemed to appear in the depths of her heart, and the drum hammer that fell slowly and resolutely seemed to hit her heart not hard.
Her hands suddenly closed, and the purple fire burned through her fist, like a burning torch.
Her heart thumped, a sharp pain came from the atrium, the drum finally broke the peace in her heart, the last sound finally made her heart trance, her heart was instantly lost, the emptiness was no more, the sharp pain hit, her chest rose and fell, and a trace of blood red overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
Still can't be completely detached, she is still a person of flesh and blood and feelings, the corners of her mouth overflowing with blood are smiling, and the purple fire burns along her arm.
She looked down at her body, and at this moment she was burning like the emperor on the petroglyph, but the burning purple fire brought her not pain, but comfort, so comfortable that she wanted to melt herself into it.
The purple phantom quietly appeared, enveloping her whole body, she raised her head slightly, and looked at the purple phantom that shrouded her, the purple phantom looked down slightly, and her eyes were facing each other.
Would you rather die and be destroyed than give this body to me?
Give it to you, take her, I have occupied her for more than 500 years, and now if you want it, take it.
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You know that this body can't withstand my spirit Ah, I'm so sorry I didn't take good care of this body for you.
I have given you abundant life I recognize me as your furnace.
Zhang Xiaohan smiled shallowly, she let go of all her resistance and gave up all her will.
Huang Ji, I just want to be myself, if you want to refine my divine soul, please join me.
Zhang Xiaohan looked up with a smile, she felt the unfathomable power in the phantom, and felt the power that could not be surpassed and uncontrollable, it was really powerful, in front of such a force, she was really as small as an ant.
All kinds of the past suddenly appeared in front of me, the confusion of seeing the hands that did not belong to me for the first time, the struggle of the Zhang family, the ruin of the Zhang family, and the heart suddenly rippled, she occupied this body, but never thought that she owed her.
Can you really be yourself again in your so-called past life?
A scene from the past life suddenly appeared in front of me, and a long-forgotten figure appeared in front of me, so familiar and yet so unfamiliar.
That's her, her in her previous life.
She walked forward with the bag on her shoulder, the blue sky on the plateau was quaint, so that her melancholy heart could be at peace, she walked slowly in front of the stalls one by one, and suddenly her eyes fell on a quaint bag, she was just about to walk over, there was a commotion next to her, her eyes were attracted, and the bag passed by.
Time passed, she soon returned to the familiar city, quietly running between the company, the subway, and her home every day, and soon she met a new boyfriend, not so handsome, but very simple and simple.
She got married, soon had children, quit her job, held the child and did housework, waiting for the person to get off work, day after day, the child grew up and her temples turned gray.
This is who you are, who you are, can you go back?
Zhang Xiaohan slowly looked at the picture in front of her, she could really go back and endure that kind of life People, once they have gone through the wonderful, can really return to the ordinary She sighed softly, it was all too long, too long ago to be a memory.
Since there is life, no one dies, she has lived a wonderful life.
Her gaze slowly penetrated the phantom of Huang Ji, and slowly fell to the dark stone wall above her head, in the previous life, she had no regrets, but in this life, she owed a lot.
Those of her friends, Xiaobao, Hibiscus, and Simplicity She closed her eyes slightly, hoping that there would be no afterlife, and everything would disappear with her disappearance.
You could have ascended to the Celestial Realm and enjoyed all that the Celestial Realm had to offer Such a beautiful voice, but such a gritted tooth.
So what, it's all a dream.
Hehe, I don't want to go your way, you want to get rid of everything, I don't want you to get what you want.
Zhang Xiaohan slowly opened her eyes and stared at the phantom in mid-air, and suddenly, the phantom turned into a little light curtain and returned to her body, the purple fire on her body was closed, and her chest was mourning.
She stumbled slightly, sat down on the floor, and pressed one hand to her heart.
Was everything just now an illusion, and if it weren't for the injury to her heart, she really thought it was an illusion.
Raising her eyes and looking up at the four walls, the shouts were no longer sound, and the war drums were dumb, but that scene remained deeply in her heart.
She slowly curled her legs, slowly resting her chin on her knees, the loneliness that she had never felt before, she was just a furnace that could enjoy everything in this life.
Luckily, she stayed here, fortunately, there was no one around her, and fortunately, this was the Demon Realm.
Zhang Xiaohan hugged her legs tightly, a line of tears rolled down her eyes, slowly closed her eyes, and had to admit in her heart that Huang Ji's words were not completely put down, she couldn't let go.
She wasn't as strong as she thought she was.
In the lonely and empty cave, under the dim fluorescence, this huddled figure was so lonely and helpless, as if it had been abandoned here.
In the sea of consciousness, something suddenly moved, and the soul cultivation technique suddenly started to run automatically, repeating over and over again, constantly warming the divine sense, the scattered divine consciousness gradually solidified, and the spiritual power wandered in the meridians again, and began to warm her injured heart.
It may have been a long time, or it may have been only a moment, but the pain in the atrium gradually weakened, and the consciousness was re-established.
Zhang Xiaohan looked inward silently, watching the purple qi cycle back and forth, this purple qi had brought her so many surprises, but now there was only inexplicable sadness.
When she regained her senses, she gradually came to her senses, but her thoughts were affected again, although she knew that she would be strong, and what happened just now may have been a hallucination caused by the stimulation of the atrium by the petroglyphs.
Huang Ji will not appear here, even if there is indeed a wisp of Huang Ji's distraction in the Yuan Shen she absorbed, even if everything she has been in the hands of Huang Ji from beginning to end, with Huang Ji's pride, she will not say this to her.
She sat down slowly, only running her soul cultivation, and gradually, her mood calmed down.
About an hour later, Zhang Xiaohan recovered from the state of cultivation, her heart only ached faintly, but her heart did not have many previous feelings, she was sure that she was the real her now, just now, her mind was inexplicably disturbed by the rock paintings.
It's strange that after the true fire and purple fire of the sun are sacrificed, it will cause the disappearance of the rock paintings, as if everything that has happened and what has not happened appear in front of you, is this the power of pure yang emphasized by the wise man The disappearance just now and the consequences were too terrible, she actually had the idea of giving up her life, which made Zhang Xiaohan dare not try it easily, and she didn't even dare to look at the petroglyphs for a while.
From a different point of view, the skin of the Demon Emperor was made into a war drum, the spine was refined into a drum hammer, and the tendons and veins that he was pulled out became the rope that bound the war drum, but it was strange that when the immortal soul was suppressed here, all this had not happened yet, how could it be reflected in the rock paintings There's something going on in the evening, so I'm sorry for this one today. t1706231537: