In the dark underworld, the city gate in the middle was wide open, the majesty and majesty of the underworld were vented from the city gate, and a white-clothed water was standing outside the city gate, he felt the familiar gaze from the outside world, the majesty of the king, his eyes passed through the darkness, he restrained the desire to reach out, and greeted him with his sight.
The gaze depicted his face, the majesty of the king was examining him, and then this majesty passed through his body, there seemed to be only a little hesitation, he did not look back, and even his expression did not change a little, and his gaze fell on the soul outside the city.
In the inky black world, he was the only one who was dressed in white, with a sympathetic expression, eyes like stars, exuding the same majesty as the city, and the souls prostrated on the ground, bowing and pleading, and his gaze only lingered on them for a moment, and then he once again cast himself into the distant darkness.
She came, only she could come, and he could finally stand at the height with her.
Slowly, he turned his head and looked at the flowers on the wall of the past that were flourishing more and more, and his eyes enveloped the entire underworld.
The Banner of the Dead Hunting, issuing a call to the king, the black light on the top of the Sky Breaking Tower appeared, Shui Chun's gaze followed the past, he waited for a long time on this day, and never hesitated.
But suddenly, sadness spread from the Sky Breaker Tower, and it hit his heart in an instant, his heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp blade, and his hand couldn't help but caress his heart.
The majesty of the king faded like a tide, and he stayed away with a thick sorrow, and Shui Chun's hand slowly put down, and slowly walked into the city gate while the black light on the Sky Breaking Tower exploded.
Bypassing the shadow wall, he sat on the throne of the first hall, staring at the darkness in front of him, time seemed to stand still, Shui Chun just waited peacefully, until the black light over the underworld suddenly broke off, his eyes lit up, and with a wave of his hand, the darkness in front of him suddenly appeared black ripples, and among the ripples, there was a face full of tears.
Those star-bright eyes were full of tears, sadness, and despair, but what was left for her was her back and determination.
Shui Chun's hand slowly raised, as if to caress the tears in the ripples, but in the end, he just let go.
The "Boom" Sky Breaking Tower collapsed, the two side gates of the underworld city were opened, and the souls who bowed to them stood up silently, silently pouring into the city gate, flashing on the wall of life, and the punishers came out one after another.
Shui Chun's gaze glanced at Zhang Xiaohan for the last time, the ripples disappeared, and he stood up and stood in the center of the main hall.
In the divine realm, several divine cultivators flew towards the light mask at a gallop, slowing down one after another at the light mask, only one divine cultivator had a calm face, and did not hesitate to pass through the light mask, and submerged into the glow in the center of the light mask, the streamer flickered, and his figure was pulled, stretched, and suddenly turned into a little spiritual light, blending into the glow.
A special soul appeared at the same moment in the place of death outside the underworld, and he may not be able to call it a soul at all, because he was dressed in white, and the divine light flowed on his face, but it was not a soul, so how could he appear in the underworld He walked through the black place of death, calmly, one after another of dead air entwined, he went straight through, let the dead air stain his clothes and face, his steps were not hurried, but he was also extremely fast, and the long road seemed to him to come to an end in a moment.
The gate in the middle of the city opened for him, and he walked in as a matter of course, skilfully navigating the shadow wall as if he had been here a thousand times.
He stood in the corridor behind the shadow wall, across the main entrance of the main hall, the two water streams were far away from each other, he was him, he was also him, it was he who summoned him to come, just for the soul to be rescued, without hesitation.
Shui Chun outside the main hall walked over slowly, staring at the other self, unable to distinguish who was the main body and who was the doppelganger, whether it was the main body or the doppelganger, they were all the same person, and they would not forget their beliefs.
Protoss monks were originally born for faith, and at any time, they would never give up the faith in their hearts.
The two figures finally stood face to face, they stared at each other, and time froze in this moment.
"Just take one step and you'll disappear completely."
Shui Chun said quietly.
"I was originally you, what you have to do, what I want to do, why disappear."
The other Shui Chun also said quietly, and then stepped forward.
As if stepping into the gate of time, the two figures completely coincided together, and a blurred reflection suddenly appeared in Shui Chun's eyes, quickly dissolving into the deep pupils.
On the extraterritorial battlefield, Zhuge Yishou was standing at the exit, the space at the exit collapsed, the monks were struggling, each showing their magical powers, he turned his head and looked at the extraterritorial battlefield again, it was this glance, his heart suddenly had a throbbing.
A strange image suddenly appeared in Zhihai, in which he saw a swarthy figure, standing in front of a shadow wall with bright flowers, and did not hesitate to enter the shadow wall.
The memory dissipated, taking away all the sorrow, leaving only a little joy, a little bit, and in an instant, it diffused throughout the body.
Unconsciously, he walked towards the spatial turbulence, allowing the turbulence to tear apart his body, and suddenly, he was in the darkness, as if he saw a former self standing in front of a large field of gorgeous flowers.
His gaze was fixed on his former self, watching him melt into the flowers lost, he didn't see the countless dark shadows around him, nor did he see a pair of eyes staring at him, with undeserved pity.
His consciousness dissipated, but his heart was full of joy, as if he was chasing the pace of time, through the passage of time and space, he felt the peace of his body in the dark, the pain of squeezing, the warm embrace, the love that he had not seen for a long time.
Suddenly, he came to his senses, and after a moment of confusion, Zhuge was stunned, this was his past life, but now he actually carried the memories of three people, the previous life, the present life, and the monk who was taken away by him.
Zhuge was stunned when he killed him.
Still in the underworld, Shui Chun silently took all this in his eyes, walked out of the main hall, passed through the corridor, came to the side courtyard, and walked into a small courtyard with a familiar car, the low door opened silently, and under the faint green soul refining lamp, a dark soul tossed and turned in pain.
Shui Chun raised his hand slightly, the soul refining lamp flipped over, and the soul let out a hoarse moan, flipped and crawled on the ground for a while, and slowly stood up.
With a swipe of his finger in front of him, ripples of light appeared in the darkness, revealing an emerald green peak, which gradually pulled in, and a multicolored light mask appeared.
On the Black Miasma Mountain of the Human World, Song Chensha stood silently in the light mask, suddenly, he showed a strange expression, looking outside the light curtain, beside him, Mu Hibiscus was talking to him something, Yan Qingshan also turned his head, and Song Chensha smiled. t1706231537: