Tian Yan 49

"Sha Ze."

Sha Ze stopped in his tracks, thinking to himself: The ghost is still there.

He just left before Li Shuyan and his party returned to Yanggu, and did not go far out of Yanggu.He turned around and looked at the young man behind him indifferently.

"Where are you going?" Mo Zhinian asked.

Sha Ze asked back, "It's related to you?"

Mo Zhinian smiled softly: "It's really irrelevant. I came to you because I wanted you to do me a favor."

Sha Ze said: "Why should I help you?"

Mo Zhinian looked at him: "Jin Ling."

Sha Ze's pupils shrank slightly, and the time in his eyes was depressed.

"The child of the Mo family who took you in back then left you a golden bell. I don't know if you remember it." Mo Zhinian's voice was not high, and there was a trick hidden in the pause, but it was like thunder in Sha Ze's ears, "He Saved your life, you said that you owe him a favor, if he has a chance to ascend to the upper world, he can go to you."

Sha Ze was silent for a long time, and his usual inconspicuous connivance of old love quickly cooled down. He looked at Mo Zhinian as if he were a stranger, and smiled almost sarcastically: "My favor is so real." Worth the money. Do the math yourself, how many times have I helped you?"

Mo Zhinian flattered and said, "One more, just one."

Sha Ze said in disgust: "Mo Zhinian, don't you put on such a disgusting look in front of me. The Mo family suffered disaster because of my ascension, don't you hate me? You hate the God of War's manipulation of the land, don't you hate me?" Did I tear open the rift in the land boundary with my own hands? I was in the human world at that time, and you were watching from the side. The relationship between the two of us has long been a foregone conclusion, and you are still smiling in front of me, don’t you think it’s disgusting?”

Mo Zhinian's smile disappeared.

He looked at Sha Ze indifferently, raised the Dragon Chanting Sword, and the blade of the sword reached Sha Ze's eyes instantly like a ray of light, Sha Ze had no time to react, the blade of the sword cut heavily into Sha Ze's chest, knocking him to the ground, dying Nailed to the ground.

Sha Ze coughed out a mouthful of blood: "You—"

Mo Zhinian knelt on Sha Ze's chest with one knee, and stabbed the sword deeper. He leaned over, and his black hair slid down Sha Ze's face like a stream of water.

The young man said softly: "Okay, I won't pretend to be with you. Sha Ze, I want something from you."

He bowed his head even lower, rubbing his ears together: "Your life."

When Mo Zhinian returned to Wanyang Palace, Xihua waited for him by the back door: "It's over?"

Mo Zhinian wiped the blood off his face, glanced at the bright red clothes, and smiled: "Yeah."

He walked towards the sundial scene, and in the middle of the walk, he suddenly said: "My lord, tell me, does Master know about this?"

Xihua didn't answer, but Mo Zhinian responded with a sigh: "Even if he knew, he must think that I committed a serious crime and deserved such a burning fate."

The young man raised his head, his eyes were clear with burning fire at this moment, and he smiled freely: "I really deserve it. It doesn't matter, they are all good in this life, and the master is also good."

"I've been rolling in the darkness and mud for a long time..." The young man approached the sundial scene, the high temperature instantly ignited him, his soft voice was burned out in an instant, and he rubbed his eardrums roughly, only a hoarse laugh was heard, I couldn't make out what was said in the second half of the sentence.

The young man didn't stop, the runes on his body fell apart, his flesh and bones peeled off, revealing the scorched blackness like charcoal, and it was broken into several sections crisply, revealing the indifferent core and parts of the utensil.

He was still able to move forward, as if he could not feel pain, walking slowly and firmly, like a moth, finally fell into the extremely hot hell, and the figure of a handful of dry wood burned brightly in the flames like a little firework It was so golden that not even ashes remained.

Sundial scenery is an artifact, how can a mortal repair an artifact?It can only be supplemented with another utensil.

This is the role of Tianjiang Pu.

It’s just that Mo Zhinian has already refined himself into the celestial craftsman’s book. He himself has become an artifact. won't stay.

In this world, he is indeed the only one who can restore the sundial scenery.

Use his life.

Xi Hua lowered his eyes, not watching him on his last journey, his eyes were even indifferent.

This child is too paranoid, too unscrupulous, pitiful, hateful and hateful, he really can't like it.

The sundial burned violently for a moment, and then the gears that were about to collapse inside started to rotate again, and the spiritual energy of the heavens rose from the east and swung suddenly, dyeing the rivers and mountains of the heavens with a layer of magnificent bright colors.Xihua suddenly felt a little bored and walked out of Wanyang Hall.

Xing Ge was waiting for him outside the door with a knife in his hand.

Xi Hua looked behind him, "Where is Shuang Jiang?"

"I have something to talk to you about, so I dismissed him."

Xi Hua looked at him, then at the knife, and said expressionlessly, "What do you want to do?"

"Since I took office, I have swept all over the world for the Emperor of Heaven. It is the sharpest knife in his hand." Xing Ge said in a deep voice, "He has been planning thousands of years ago, and now he has the power of the entire heaven in his hands." In the hands of one person, the Golden Crow is dead, and the last powerful tribe in the heaven has disappeared—what will he do next, Xihua, don’t you notice it at all? Over the years, you have seen how many ridiculous things he has done, how can you remain indifferent? ?”

"The cunning rabbit is a dead dog, and now you are the only one left under his seat. This is what you are afraid of." Xi Hua said lazily.

Xing Ge admitted: "It's true."

Xi Hua smiled speciously: "What does this have to do with me?"

"Do you think he will let you and Shuang Jiang go?" Xing Ge said, "He is extremely suspicious, and has become more and more serious in recent years. His lips are dead and his teeth are cold. If I die, he should deal with you next. And that Li Shu Yan...you didn't realize that he is very similar to the Emperor of Heaven?"

Xihua said: "The hair is quite similar."

"He is obviously also born with a perfect Dao heart. The human body can only drag him down, and he will have white hair when he ascends to the heaven." Xi Hua said, "This kind of human race has always been short-lived, and very few can ascend, and those who ascended in the early years were all killed. The Emperor of Heaven paid attention, none of them had a good death—”

Xi Hua wondered: "Stop, what are you telling me? Is he me?"

Seeing Shuang Jiang grabbing Li Shuyan's hand and interlocking his fingers, Xing Ge, who walked all the way, was silent for a while, and finally realized belatedly that the old father might not have discovered that his son had the habit of breaking sleeves.

Xi Hua finally got a little impatient: "Speak directly, let the fart go."

Xing Ge said: "Are you willing to witness a new world?"

Xi Hua said bluntly, "You don't have to make it sound like you want to rebel."

"If I don't rebel, I will only die." Xing Ge said coldly, "There are 33 god-killing arrays in the Temple of Heavenly Emperor, where can I escape? Now we are all grasshoppers on the same rope, I don't understand why you don't Know the time."

Xi Hua said, "Are you finished?"

Xing Ge didn't speak, Xihua said: "I won't send it off, you can go out of Yanggu by yourself."

From the corner of Xing Ge's eyes, he noticed that Shuang Jiang, who had been diverted, was coming towards Wanyang Hall, and said, "I did do something to the sundial scene at the beginning. At that time, I didn't know that the sundial scene was malfunctioning. Prepare yourself, borrow a little strength from it, but I did not expect to induce unstable factors, so you can only sacrifice it alive... It is true that I did something wrong, and I apologize to you. But now that the enemy is present, in order to survive, other things should be done. Put them all back. As the patriarch of the Golden Crow, you should have the stamina."

Xi Hua sighed, and his tone fell into a cold pool in a blink of an eye: "A reckless man is a reckless man... You don't know how much blood of the Golden Crow is on your knife? Where do you have the face to talk to me about cooperation?"

The chief patriarch raised his eyes coldly, his golden pupils held back all his aura, and he looked like a fierce beast that tore apart the sky and earth in the prehistoric times: "Get lost."

Xing Ge didn't go away.

He looked at Xi Hua silently, neither angry nor offended, his eyes were indifferent and tolerant.

It was the gaze of a dying person.

Xihua's heart suddenly became alert, and before he could make a move, Xing Ge said, "I don't know what's good or bad."

He pointed his knife at Xihua, and said with genuine regret: "It's a pity."

Xi Hua thought of something, his face changed, and Xing Ge's knife had already been cut out!Xihua was prepared to raise his hand to resist, but the blade passed through the layer of light supported by him without hindrance, and cut heavily into Xihua's shoulder!

There was no blood, the knife didn't seem to be intended to hurt anyone, a blood-red light flashed on the knife and sank into Xihua's wound.

With one strike, God of War simply drew his sword and turned around, killing Shuang Jiang's eyes like no other!

Shuang Jiang was rushing to Xing Ge's back, but couldn't stop for a while, as if he was running straight towards the blade of the God of War.Shuang Jiang raised his saber subconsciously to block, he was so shocked that his jaw hurt, he retreated hastily, Xing Ge didn't give him a moment to breathe and swung his saber straight up, blinking like rain.

Shuang Jiang accepted the attack in embarrassment, his chest was numb from the shock, his eyes sharpened, and a burst of ruthlessness emerged, the knife field burst out from the front, forcing Xing Ge back half a step abruptly.

He backed away quickly, looked anxiously at Wanyang Palace, and shouted: "Xihua!"

After opening the distance, Xing Ge's figure couldn't stop his gaze. He saw Xi Hua kneeling on the ground, curled up in pain, his body covered with bright red runes.Those rune snakes were tightly wrapped around his body, surging crazily on his skin, the tendons on his body stretched out abruptly, his figure became uncontrollable and unreal, his red hair burned instantly, sparks fell finely on the on the ground.

Xing Ge didn't come to chase Shuangjiang, he strode back to the door of Wanyang Palace, bent over and grabbed Xi Hua's neck with his hand, and lifted him out of the palace.Xihua groaned in pain, closed his eyes, his face was very pale, the thin fire lines on his face were like cracks, and the cracks were distorted one after another, as if he couldn't even maintain his body.

Shuang Jiang's pupils shrank suddenly, and a fire in his heart clamored to break through the blockade of reason, and burned his knife fiercely. The wings of flames spread from his shoulder blades, and Shuang Jiang raised the knife high and slashed at Xing Ge. !

Xing Ge could only raise his saber to receive the move, the two sabers collided, and there was a loud scream, and the fire rolled towards the whole body of God of War like flowing clouds, and the silver-white armor shone brightly, isolating the steaming heat.Shuang Jiang's knife field was long and narrow on the edge, and the bright long knife buzzed non-stop, Xing Ge was actually pushed down half an inch by him, and the ground smashed and flew.

Shuang Jiang's blade swung horizontally, and a long whip of flame grew from the front, and violently pulled Xing Ge out.Shuang Jiang hurried forward a few steps, knelt down beside Xi Hua, and wanted to reach out to help him, but Xi Hua sternly stopped him: "Don't touch me!"

The ending sounded into trembling lines, Xihua's body finally couldn't freeze, and collapsed into a human figure of flames.He pressed his heart, but the blood-like mantra was still growing, and then he burrowed into the depths of the flame, forcing the golden flame to shrink inch by inch.

Shuang Jiang was stunned for a moment, Xi Hua said painfully: "Go... stay away from me..."

The blood-like runes actually made Shuangjiang feel threatened. He retracted his fingers one by one, his joints turned white, and his pupils like molten gold seemed to be burning. His eyes fell on Xing Ge's face, which made the God of War There is a burning sensation.Violence stained Shuang Jiang's eyebrows and eyes again, old hatred and new hatred pierced his temples twitching and hurting, he barely grasped a little bit of speech ability, and asked hoarsely: "Xing Ge, what did you do?"

Xing Ge stared at his knife.

The blade is as silver as snow, and the blade is as thin as a cicada's wing. It is three feet and seven inches long, and it does not stain the body with any blood, just like a bright autumn water.

But the killing was too heavy, and no spirit could be born.

Xing Ge looked at it enough, and looked at Shuang Jiang.

He said lightly: "I lack a sword spirit."