Messenger of Bliss

"Execution—"

The ropes on his body didn't change at all, but Bai Qian could clearly feel that something was gradually embedded in his body, like a slender web like a spider's silk, quietly crushing his internal organs.

No blood came out, nothing unusual, just pain, dry pain.

Bai Yan clenched his teeth tightly, he knew this was just the beginning, that idiot Huai An must have gone to look for him, he couldn't let him see me in such an ugly and embarrassing state.

Can't make him feel bad.

Are the bones crushed?

I can't hear you.

Can't make a sound.

dizzy…

Bai Yan tried his best to widen his eyes, and countless small insects swarmed back and forth in his field of vision, in a mess, one layer after another, red, yellow, blue, green, what color is this?Unrecognizable... black, and finally... all mottled black.

Lost all consciousness and perception except pure pain.

Falling into unspeakable great sorrow, the filth and evilness of the soul are infinitely magnified, and even the heart that never wants to be beaten by a thin face——

It's actually a little sad.

Bai Yan finally understood that the greatest punishment was not the torture imposed on the body, but being forced to submit to the dark shackles in his heart.Alone, terrified, and powerless, I witnessed with my own eyes that everything I cherished was slowly eaten away.

After all, die in despair in depression, bid farewell to the dirty soul, and no longer have the desire for the past life.

Like a lonely and aimless wild ghost in the sea of ​​suffering.

Cassia sect.

Has he... lived a life like this before?

Bai ridiculed tears.

"Fan Yu!"

Heitu ran over desperately, but no one stopped him.

"I'm here...don't be afraid..."

He stretched out his hand, wanting to untie the rope for him, but passing through his body, passing through the rack, only touched a cold void.

"Fan Yu..."

He was so close at hand, he could even see the dew dripping from the corners of his eyes, even the refracted light was so real.But why...why is he indifferent like a lifeless scarecrow?

out of reach.

"Heitu!" Bai Zheng caught up with him and dragged him away. He swallowed his dry throat and showed shame, "It's not right, it's all... all fake..."

"Fake?" Heitu shook his head, his eyes firmly fixed on Bai Yan, "How could it be fake? He was crying...he is my Brahma Jade...it is my Brahma Jade! I want to save him! "

Bai Zheng quickly dodges in front of this man who is almost losing his mind, "Be sober! Take a look around here...over there!" He pointed to the guards who stood still behind the torture rack, and Yan Xing who was patrolling all around. "Are they blind? How could they turn a blind eye to your arrival! And there..." He pointed to the painful crowd under the execution ground, "They...he..."

Bewilderment gradually turned into shock, and then he was speechless as if he had suddenly realized—his master, Master Cang Yi, who was in common with Bai Qian, was flying his arms in the dust, still wearing that faintly sympathetic smile on his face, with his usual kindness But his impenetrable eyes stared in the direction of the execution ground.

No, it's more about them than the execution ground. Bai Zheng is very sure that the master can see them, and only he can see them.

It's all a pretense.

"give up."

He stared at Master Cang Yi, if it was the truth, he had to compromise.

"What's the meaning…"

"It's wrong! It's all wrong!" He roared whether it was sorrow or anger, "Heitu, we can't pass this barrier! We can't get through! Haha... This is a cover! A big cover! White ridicule... White ridicule him Playing a rascal! Hahaha...he..." He laughed hoarsely, while weeping bitterly, "He...is worthy of being your most beloved disciple, hahaha, even helping him to death! It's not fair...it's not fair..."

"Bai Zheng! What mask? What are you talking about!" Heitu shook his shoulders and questioned, "That's Fanyu, there can be no mistake! He is Fanyu!"

"He is! Of course he is! True to form..." Bai Zheng smiled bitterly, "Heitu, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought you here..."

"I don't care what you're talking about, I want to save him!"

Bai Zheng was laughing and laughing maniacally, Heitu left him, and rushed towards the phantom unwillingly, again and again, he tried his best, but his strength seemed to be swallowed by the huge mask in Bai Zheng's mouth, and he punched into it. In the cotton, it was instantly dissolved into the invisible.

In vain.

sea ​​of ​​bitterness.

Can't cross, the other side.

"I don't believe it! Fanyu...don't go...don't go..."

The figure of that person became more and more blurred, Heitu rubbed his eyes, and desperately chased after him, but no matter how much he ran hoarsely, begged, and kept him, that person turned a deaf ear to him and insisted on being a stranger to him.Until he lost his voice when he shouted, the wound on his waist burst open, blood flowed all over the floor, and the convulsion in his left hand made him unable to take another step. The lover crawls away.

"don't want…"

"Enough!" Bai Zhengqiang pulled him back, tears all over his face, "Fan Yu is... already dead..."

Heitu just drooped his ashen eyes, and turned his head stiffly.

"There... there's only an empty frame left! He's gone, nothing else!"

"Gone?"

Heitu repeated these two sad news words dully, only his lips were squirming, and the compressed air was squeezed out of his throat, wanting to vomit.

On the deserted and empty torture frame, only a holy white dress was left, rattling and fluttering.

The petals of the Magnolia on the ground were blown away, and the flower stalks were helpless, and it was too late to say goodbye to the dreamy fragrance.

The corner of Heitu's mouth twitched.

Kite, Fanyu turned into a kite and flew away.

it's me.

Lost him.

Heitu hugged his knees, staring blankly at his feet, like a clay sculpture.Bai Zheng stood behind him with his hands behind his back, without saying a word, no one knew how long it had passed.

"Jesus Sect."

"Jesus Sect."

"Jesus Sect."

Without ups and downs in tone.

Master Cang Yi squatted down, picked up Heitu's limp arm with ease, spread his palm, and put an object on it.

Heitu was at his mercy, whatever he wanted to do with it, he would not move at all, he was not interested, let alone curious about what it was.

"This is Fanyu."

The eyelids lifted, and the eyeballs were bloodshot.

"Mole Cricket City."

His left hand trembled subconsciously.

"Have you ever heard of this place?"

no answer.

Bai Jiu waved his whisk, "1000 years ago, I picked up a severed finger in the mud of Mole Cricket City." He paused for a moment and looked at Heitu, who remained in his original state in a daze. "This severed finger is neither rotten nor rotten nor stained. It has no bones or tendons. Out of curiosity, I brought it back to the Gate of Ultimate Bliss."

"Is that severed finger a fetish?" asked Bai Che who was standing aside.

"Che'er, you're so smart, how could you not guess it?" Bai Jiu smiled at his disciple, "After a few days, I found out that it is more than just a fetish? It is pure and transparent, and it seems to contain some kind of power. It is unbelievable that it is a living creature. There is a life hidden in it, or, it... is that life."

"Yes…"

"You don't pretend to be confused." Bai Jiu sighed, and said in a calm manner: "A life that seems to belong to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, penetrates suffering, saves sentient beings, joyful, joyful, joyful, noble, beautiful... In him, you can't see the back of the world, but he himself can. And because he can, when he bestows illusory blessings on all things, he also doubts the value of the existence of the gate of bliss. He is the ultimate ultimate A good thing cannot tolerate deceitful deception. That’s right, Che’er, in a sense, we are deceiving, and the entire Gate of Ultimate Bliss is deceiving ourselves.”

"But my uncle also said that he overcorrected."

"That's a later story." Bai Jiu stroked his silver beard and smiled faintly, "He has amazing magic power and deep spiritual roots, he was allowed to be in the immortal class by the Emperor of Heaven when he was less than a hundred years old, just like his name, Fanyu. "

All eyes were on Heitu's palm——

Flawless jade, so pure.

"Jade Mingzong, life is nothing but wind and rain. You are his doom, and falling in love with you is his destiny. Fanyu...just fell asleep again, and the opportunity for awakening may be a few days, or a few years. Maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years... Take him back to the realm of incompetence, go back to the hometown where no one can do anything to you, and start over. Put him to death, and then he will be reborn."

Bai Jiu slowly closed Heitu's palm, letting him hold the white jade, his hale and hearty eyes were like sharp knives, with a calm threat, engraved on his mournful pupils——

"Don't waste this big game of chess that he has played with himself."

Heitu lowered his eyes in confusion, looking at his hands.

pain.

Left hand hurts.

My head hurts too.

"I, died in Mole Cricket City."

Where did the words come out of nowhere?out of control.

Memories are overwhelming.

I remembered it, all kinds of details, all the details, intact, everything, I remembered it.

He's mine, he's mine, no, he's me—

my backside.

He stood up like a zombie, numb, ruthless, and frost-cold.

He is Jus Mingzong.

"The doom of Fanyu is not mine, and it is not me who took him away, but you."

He threw away the words that confused everyone, clutched Bai Yu tightly to his chest, and walked away step by step.

"Cassia..."

"Che'er." Bai Jiu's whisk brushed against his disciple's arm, "Let him go."

"But if you encounter Yan Xing..."

"You overestimate Yan Xing too much. In an impoverished state...except Jue Mingzong himself, no one is destined to meet."

"why?"

Bai Jiu smiled and said nothing, but looked at the silent Bai Zheng, "Huai'an, are you blaming me?"

"Really." Bai Zheng pursed his lips, "Huai'an doesn't understand..."

"You really are blaming me." Bai Jiu smiled, "As a teacher, he obeyed Fan Yu's last wish and protected his lover, why don't you understand?"

"Not here." Bai Jiu looked at the grandparents and grandson, "Master, Che'er, don't you feel sad when you tell and listen to stories calmly?"

"Are you sad?"

"I..." Bai Zheng smiled dejectedly, "I am really incompatible with Bliss Gate..."

Bai Zheng was speechless and choked, he raised his head, not wanting to let the tears fall down.

To no avail, he simply gave up and let his eyes dim.

"I am so sad."

The bickering people are gone, who is he arguing with in this tone?It's not necessary anymore.

White ridicule, I lost.

"Huai'an, as the chief seat of the Bliss Gate, you should understand the rules of the Bliss Gate."

"Fuck the rules!" Bai Zheng roared, "From now on, I, Bai Zheng, will no longer be a member of the Ultimate Bliss Gate, let alone some goddamn god! This long seat..." He stared at Bai Che alienatedly, "Whoever loves to do it shall do it!"

He angrily smashed Shen Bi's long whip, turned around and walked away.

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I will live~