Twilight Ghost

"Bird demons are very low-level demons. Although I was lucky to be born in the most noble peacock family among all birds, I have no gorgeous appearance and melodious singing voice. I am the only white peacock in the entire forest. " Bai Ze's light gray pupils reflected the shadow of the bonfire, calm and serene: "So I have been living in a deep loneliness, no one has approached me, and no one is willing to accompany me. Until Zhulu appeared , he said that he is willing to be with me forever, we agreed that no matter who dies first, the other party will never forget him, and every year on his birthday, he will burn an offering for him... He said a lot to me, More than all the words I've ever heard in my life combined. I knew he was using me from the first time he mentioned 'Cup of Snow' to me, but what can I do, I love him and I'd love him Out of his soul, he was willing to dig out a heart for him, and finally he was willing to see him with others... After he died in the hands of Tujin, even if he was sealed in the "cup of snow", every time it was his birthday, at the beginning of September Seven, I will still ask the tree demon to burn an offering for him. I believe he still remembers me, but after you appeared in the Twilight Snow Realm, I realized that I was wrong. You have completely forgotten me, everything is just me Wishful thinking. Chongming, you know, I really want you to treat me as an equal, whether you call yourself the ancient beast Bai Ze, pretend to be the fox king on the snow mountain, or even walk around in the snow wearing colorful robes , I just want you to take a look at me."

Hua Chongming held him in his arms, and gently kissed his water-colored thin lips.

It is said that lips are thin and love is thin, but what about your love for me?

"Chongming, let's stay here." As he spoke, Bai Ze leaned against his chest, quietly listening to the powerful beating of the heart: "You can stay with me... half a month, just half a month, okay? "

"But……"

"Half a month later, we will go to Jiuchongtian to find the Emperor of Heaven. You have already passed through the ninth world, and you have very little spiritual power left. It is like a mans arm against those monsters whose cultivation is as high as the sky...but the Emperor of Heaven can restore your spiritual power. "

Idle clouds and wild cranes, far away from the world, Hua Chongming didn't even dare to think about such a life.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bai Ze pointed to the scar on his heart again, and said shallowly, "I've thrown away the antidote, so you can stay with me for half a month... just half a month, okay?"

It's a pity that Hua Chongming didn't hear the helplessness in his words, and after hesitating for a moment, he still refused: "We can't stay here, we can't be found, the revived beasts will harm the common people, I can't let them continue to act recklessly, Bai Ze, we still have a long time to go, let's go to the Emperor of Heaven first."

Bai Ze shook his head, then nodded again, there was a trace of soft pain in his eyes, but it turned into dust in an instant.

In the Nine Heavens, after layers of smog and haze, the Supreme Heavenly Emperor dressed in white with picturesque eyes, who is believed by mortals to be the immeasurable god of salvation, is looking at the torn earth with compassion at this moment. melted ice.

"Emperor of Heaven, chase the deer and ask for an audience."

Hearing that it was the reincarnated Zhulu who went to Jiuchongtian, Tian Dijun was also a little surprised, his blue-gray eyes were no longer as cold as ice, and there was a little bit more of the elders' doting on the child.

"Reincarnation Ninth World, your spiritual power is running out, although it is not impossible to recover, but you have to endure the pain of piercing heart, can you bear it?"

Hua Chongming, who was kneeling under his highness, glanced at Bai Ze, bowed his head and replied, "As long as I can save the people from fire and water, I will die."

Di Jun sighed slightly, waved his hands and said: "Huo Qilin, back then you used your own soul as a model and forged a soul with the gods to compete with the gods. Now his spiritual power has decayed, so you take him to the Qilin Valley." Bar."

The handsome young man in black clothes stood up from behind the Heavenly Emperor and walked up to Hua Chongming: "Follow me."

The two walked a few steps together, Huo Qilin turned his head and motioned for Bai Ze to follow, but Bai Ze shook his head and refused: "No, I still have something to say to the Emperor of Heaven."

When they walked away, Bai Ze suddenly changed his expression, and said to Di Jun with a smile, "Is there anyone else around here?"

"Only you and me."

"900 years ago, I dug a heart for the competition and saved the treasure you are so proud of. You owe me a favor and promised me a condition. Do you remember?"

Di Jun nodded: "That's right, 900 years have passed, and you finally figured it out?"

"I want to see the orders of the world." Fearing that Dijun would play tricks, he added: "I will go alone, and you don't have to follow."

"You already have eternal life, so naturally you won't have a fate. What do you want to see?"

"It can be spent again and again."

"After he has tasted the karma of ten lifetimes and cultivated into a god, the Pillar of Life will disappear naturally. If you smash his Pillar of Life without authorization because you want him to have eternal life like you, he will die immediately."

"I won't hurt him."

I thought it would be a bargaining session, but the Heavenly Emperor is the Heavenly Emperor, and the ice-carved jade cheeks did not fluctuate at all: "Okay, you go."

Except for gods and demons with eternal life, everything has a destiny. The white jade pillar engraved with the fate of mortals stands behind the south gate. From birth to death, this life and the next life, everything has been written.

Bai Ze shuttled among the densely packed white jade pillars like a forest, carefully looking for the one with Hua Chongming's name engraved on it.

After brushing off a thick layer of dust, he finally saw the written ninth karma, and the last line engraved with his cause of death.

"The cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackey is cooking?"

In Qilin Valley, Huo Qilin led Hua Chongming through a winding path, and slowly explained to him: "It is not easy to recover your spiritual power. You have to immerse your body in the occipital bone pool and wait for your body to recover." Destroy Qiqi 49 times, and then regenerate Qiqi 49 times to return to the original appearance again, if you regret it now, there is still time."

A few wisps of smoke drifted out from the mountains, bypassing the layers of rock walls, you can see a huge pool lying across the valley, filled with dark red blood, and the dense white bones are looming in it, which makes people feel creepy .

Hua Chongming didn't say anything, took off his clothes and walked slowly into the pool of blood.

The viscous plasma seemed to be alive. Seeing him coming down, they rushed towards him one after another. The scalding red water wrapped his scarred body, and the piercing pain quickly replaced the fear.

Huo Qilin standing on the shore couldn't help frowning, leaned down and said: "If you can't help it, forget it...Before you, no one has persisted."

Enduring the severe pain, Hua Chongming stretched out his arm from the pool. The skin had been corroded, and the dark red flesh adhered to the bones, dripping blood into the pool.

"This is just the beginning, and the time to regenerate flesh and blood... The piercing pain is unbearable."

Hua Chongming closed his eyes and comforted himself in his heart, fortunately he couldn't see how the skin was peeled off layer by layer, it was better than the pig on the chopping board.

When the skin has been eroded away, new flesh and blood will slowly grow out, and the feeling is hundreds of times more painful than a thousand needles piercing a bone.

Hua Chongming continued to comfort himself, but luckily there was a Huo Qilin beside him who was not very expressive and worried for him, unlike a pig in a slaughterhouse who only saw the butcher.

After going back and forth a dozen times like this, he really had nothing to comfort him, so he had to count silently in his heart.

At that moment, Hua Chongming suddenly understood that the moment the pig was killed, he actually felt so resentful in his heart.