Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 54: The Darkness of the Northern Sky
Sangsang cried out loud, tears slid across his slightly dark face and fell on Ning Que's body. The black cloth suddenly became hard and fell on the ground, turning into ice beads. Each one was so crystal clear and round, with the same size.
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A very small sound rang in her body, like bones being crushed into countless debris, or as if flesh and blood were decomposing, or more like hard ice being compressed constantly.
The cold and cold breath in her body was finally fully released.
A dark ball spread in all directions with her body as the center. Ning Que, who was holding her, was instantly knocked away dozens of feet away. Wherever the breath reached, the fields were frozen and the grass covered with frost
, No sacrificial!
Ning Que fell heavily to the ground, spitting out blood with a thud, and the blood instantly frozen, and it was not until the third mouthful of blood that it began to emit heat.
He was shaken away by the cold and cold breath, but the big black umbrella stayed in place, right at Sangsang's feet.
Sangsang squatted down, picked up the big black umbrella, and then opened it.
The cold and cold aura was still being released from her body to the wasteland. After the invisible and intangible aura met the real nature, it turned into a cold black cyclone, rolling up the gravel on the ground and surrounding her body.
It kept howling and dancing wildly, looking like a ray of black smoke and dust.
Since falling in the courtyard of Chaoyang City, Yuelunguo, the black crow has always followed Sangsang, hovering and flying above her head in the sky. At this time, when Sangsang changed, more than ten black crows seemed to have sensed something.
He flew away, flapping his black wings and flew towards the sky, as if he wanted to get farther away from her, until he finally flew into the dim clouds.
The cloud followed Sangsang for a longer time, and it has never left since the western wasteland. The more it gathers, the thicker it becomes. It is difficult for the light to penetrate and refract, and gradually turns into dark clouds, but the cloud itself should be white.
After more than a dozen black crows flew into the clouds, they turned into small black dots, just like someone dripping a few balls of thick ink from the water jar where they were washing the pen. The color of the clouds gradually became darker and darker.
On the wasteland, black smoke and dust were still roaring around Sangsang's body, and the cold breath followed the big black umbrella in her hand and headed towards the high sky.
If the magic wand in the hands of the head of the Xiling Temple is a wick, turning the light and heat released by the magic technique into a real burning flame, brightening the sky in the south, then the big black umbrella in Sangsang's hand is like a
The brush was dipped in her body with the cold and cold breath, dyeing the clouds in the north.
More than ten black crows were just ink dots dripping before the pen was written, and the real black came from Sangsang himself.
The dark clouds rolled violently. Then they suddenly stopped, calmly receiving the cold and cold breath from the big black umbrella on the ground, becoming darker and darker at a speed visible to the naked eye. They became more and more like a painted piece.
The ink paper, until it finally became solidified ink, had nothing but black.
What is black? Black means no light. At this time, the northern sky in the wasteland is a piece of black without light. Apart from the lack of stars, it looks like night.
The night will not appear during the day, there will be stars in the night sky. Then, if there are no stars in the day, it will naturally be an ordinary night, or there will be other names.
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"What's going on?"
"Why is it getting dark there?"
"Is this eternal night?"
People on the wasteland. Looking at the sky divided by light and darkness, they did not exclaim or scream, and murmured to themselves. They were shocked too much, so much that they were shocked and fearful.
I have also forgotten it, and my expression seems numb and confused. It seems that I have lost my soul.
The Xiling Temple coalition forces stood under the bright sky in the south and looked at the dark night in the north.
I don’t know how long it took, but people finally woke up, started to scream, started to scream, started to cry in pain, and someone tried to escape. But all the war horses collapsed onto the ground in horror, in chaos.
The deserted man stood under the black night sky in the north, looking at the light in the south, everyone knelt down again, clasped his fists on his chest, closed his eyes, prayed calmly and devoutly, waiting for the arrival of the King of the Underworld.
Ning Que got up with difficulty and walked towards Sangsang in front of him again.
Before he decided to leave the Wilderness Tribe and headed south, he knew what might happen to Sangsang, or even something more terrifying than death, because she would wake up and be seen by Pluto.
He didn't care about the invasion of the underworld. The eternal night was coming, he only cared about how Sangsang was now.
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Sangsang is very good now.
The light from the southern Guangming sky can no longer fall on her body. The wisps of hot light will shine in front of her for several feet, and will be strangled by the dark and cold breath. And the
The cold and cold breath can no longer bring any pain to her.
Sangsang is not doing well now.
She looked at the south. Although it was very far away, she could now see the pictures in the Xiling Temple coalition, and even see all the details, including the expression on everyone's face.
She saw that those people's faces were full of fear, anxiety, cowardice, hatred, sadness, and all negative emotions, but she didn't see likes.
Nowadays, no one in the world will like her again.
Sangsang looked down at the tip of his shoes that stuck out his skirt, looked at the two blooming ice and snow lotus under his feet, and whispered: "Before the teacher died, I have been looking at the north. I now understand that he saw it at that time.
It’s me now, and it turns out that he had already confirmed that I am the shadow of the night.”
Ning Que walked behind her and reached out to hold her hand.
Sangsang's feet were stomping on the lotus condensed by ice and snow, which seemed to touch the ground but not touching. At this time, her body seemed to have no weight, but was just a transparent and untamed existence.
Ning Que asked, "How do you feel now?"
Sangsang whispered: "It feels...it seems very powerful."
Ning Que said, "Do you like it?"
Sangsang shook his head and said, "I don't like it."
Ning Que said, "Be patient."
Sangsang said, "I can't help it."
Ning Que asked, "Why don't you like it?"
Sangsang raised his head, looked at Nanfang, and said, "Because no one will like me."
Ning Que said: "I have some prospects, at least I need to be more sober."
Sangsang asked, "What does it mean to be awake?"
Ning Que said: "You look so ugly and have a bad temper. Except for me, no one in this world likes you. Even if no one likes you now, as long as I still like you, it will be no different from before.
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Sangsang thought about it and said, "It seems that this is the reason."
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(Half a day of light and darkness, many people have written it. What impressed me the most was the passage in the blasphemy of the Smoky Man. It was shocking to see it. Of course, this passage in the night was affected, including the great prophecy and Buddhist words.
The relationship between Ziyue is just a completely different thing in terms of the source and meaning of this passage at night. It can even be said that, well, you cannot spoil it. I can only say, am I writing a sitcom?
...This chapter is only 2,000 words, so I am so sleepy. I will write a single chapter to canvass the votes and go to bed. See you tomorrow, or see you later.) {Piaotian Wenxue www.PiaoTian.com Thanks to all book friends for their support