Looking at Ning Que who was falling from the cliffs, Sangsang suddenly remembered that when he was in Weicheng many years ago, Ning Que often told himself some stories in that world. In those stories, the extremely angry villains often
To say this: Want to die? It’s not that easy.
The most basic rules of this world are all in her hands, and her natural appearance is completely according to her wishes. She has come to the world, so how can it be so easy for you to die?
Sangsang gently brushed his sleeves, and the flowers on the green sleeves seemed to come alive. The Temple of Light behind him continued to collapse, making a rumbling sound, gradually turning into ruins.
Countless qi of heaven and earth came and turned into cold wind. The wind and snow outside the cliff suddenly became chaotic. The clouds and mist under the cliff were cut into countless pieces and woven densely, turning into quilt-like things.
Ning Que fell between the cliffs. Suddenly, he felt that the space around him became sticky, and countless clouds could not be lingered, soft and soft, and the falling speed instantly slowed down a lot.
In this tight cloud, he sensed the power of the rules and felt more clearly her will. If she did not allow him to die like this, then it would be difficult for him to die.
It is something that Ning Que absolutely cannot accept when life and death are fucked by others. Even if that person is her, since he jumped into the abyss, he no longer wants to surrender to her will.
Facing the countless layers of clouds under him, he reached out and wrote a word in the wind.
His hands trembled very hard because the wind between the cliffs was too violent and because his arm bones were broken into twenty pieces. If he wanted to move, it would bring him great pain.
But his words were written very clearly, and every stroke was carved on a cliff, and it would not be worn away by the wind blowing and clouds. A sharp talisman suddenly came out between the cliffs.
The cloud represents the power of rules, which was created by Haotian himself. Logically speaking, except for people like Master, no practitioner in the world can crack it.
But Ning Que is an exception, because she is his natal life, and more importantly, in the Temple of Light in Youge Pavilion, in reality in dreams, he was tortured by her countless times, and he used flesh and blood and endless pain as the price.
, I have truly experienced the power of her rules countless times.
During the days when she was imprisoned in Youge Pavilion, except for her love, fighting with her in her dreams, Ning Que spent all the rest of her time learning the power of rules she showed.
Looking around, he knows Haotian best among the countless reincarnations in the world, and now his grasp of the rules and power of this world has far exceeded all his predecessors.
He wrote a character in the cliff. This talisman is not the most powerful talisman he has ever written, and is even less worth mentioning than the character of the human written in the blue sky of Chang'an City.
But this character of Yi has already touched the threshold of the basic rules of space.
Silently, countless layers of clouds and mist between the cliffs were torn out of two huge holes, intersected in the middle, turned into four pieces, and then rolled towards the cliff.
Ning Que broke through the clouds and fell, and the more rapid the falling momentum was, the wind and snow on the cliffs touched his flying sleeves and were smashed into the finest powder.
He soon landed under the three cliffs. The stone window was dug out between the cliffs and flashed by. The cliffs and rocks turned into a monochrome picture with rapid changes in view. Occasionally, there were protruding rocks.
Pull it into an extremely straight line, and you can imagine how fast it is.
The howling sound of the wind sounded in his ears, and the cold wind cut his face like a knife. He looked at the dark abyss under the fog and at death, but his expression was so calm and fearless.
"You used to be such a person who was afraid of death. Now you would rather commit suicide than die?"
Sangsang stood by the railing, looking at Ning Que, who had turned into a small black dot between the cliffs, with a pale face. If he fell into the abyss, he would definitely die. How could she survive if he died?
The moment she came to the world, she could take a thousand miles in one step. It was easy to save Ning Que from the cliff. The problem was that she slowed down in the second step in the world because the Master poured the world into the world.
After entering her body, her breath became a little turbid, and she could no longer leave the earth.
Sangsang's hands gently fell on the railing.
She didn't pat the railing, and the railing broke.
The railings were broken, and the cliffs on the terrace collapsed, collapsing across the cliffs.
She walked into the clouds outside the cliff.
There were countless loud rumbling sounds between the cliffs at the back foot of Taoshan Mountain, like thunder.
In fact, it was the sound of breaking through the air.
A touch of blue clothes appeared between the cliffs, and the snow clouds dissipated in fear. The mist that the sinners of Youge Pavilion for thousands of years turned into fog, how dare they invade each other? They hid towards the cliff walls.
She fell from the sky and came to his side.
The mountain breeze blew the hair beside her cheeks, but it could not brush her indifferent expression.
She and Ning Que fell to the abyss side by side in the wind.
She didn't look at him, but her will fell on him.
"You just want me to die?"
Ning Que looked at her quietly and said in his heart: "No, I just don't want to live alone. Compared to this, I would rather die two people together."
The clouds and mists that spread between the cliffs gathered again, and Ning Que's figure could no longer be seen, nor Sangsang's blue-clothed clothes. The abyss under the fog was extremely quiet, just like the tens of millions of years in the past.
The head teacher, Zhao Nanhai and others came to the cliff and looked down at the cliff with a serious expression. He felt nothing. After a moment, a very violent vibration suddenly came from the abyss below the cliff.
Something should have fallen heavily onto the ground of the abyss.
The terrifying impact force from the bottom of the fog rose up, tearing the clouds and mists between the cliffs again, and even the cliffs attached to various Taoist formations cracked out many cracks.
The faces of the head sect and others became extremely ugly. Can anyone survive such a terrifying impact? Of course, Haotian Ying is safe, but how did she come back from the abyss?
In a corner of the Temple of Light, a sudden hurried and anxious horse neighed, and the sound of hooves rang like a rainstorm. The big black horse knocked over several black-clothed deacons and ran towards the bottom of the mountain.
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The abyss is full of fog and miasma. No matter how fierce the sun is, it is difficult to fall on the ground.
Ning Que opened his eyes and looked at the gray sky, feeling as if he had returned to Weicheng in the ninth year of the Apocalypse. That year, Weicheng ushered in the most violent sandstorm.
His head was a little dizzy, and it took him a long time to wake up. He realized that he should be in the abyss at the back of Taoshan Mountain at this time, and then he found that he was in a pit.
Jumping from the top of the peak will naturally make a deep pit on the ground. What he can't understand is why he is not dead yet? If Sangsang made him alive, then where is she?
The trees at the bottom of the abyss are different from those outside. It is obvious that the root system is much more developed than the branches and leaves. Most of the ones you can see are vines, with small and sparse leaves, but no one has ever been here, and countless years of fallen leaves have accumulated together.
It was rotten, and it was still covered with a thick layer.
Ning Que did not completely wake up from the dizziness caused by the impact. He felt very comfortable lying on the soft rotten leaves. He didn't want to stand up at all, and even wanted to lie down like this forever.
At this moment, Sangsang's voice sounded in the fog.
"When are you going to lie like this?"
Her voice was still so cold, so ruthless, so solemn, but what she said gradually had the smell of the world. Ning Que listened to her voice ringing in the fog, but it seemed to be in his ears.
I feel a little moved, far away but close to me, and it is indeed Haotian.
"stand up."
Sangsang's voice sounded again, and his mood became more and more cold.
Ning Que's expression changed slightly, because this time he finally heard it clearly, and her voice was indeed ringing in his ears. He endured the pain and turned around and looked at it, only to find that she was under him.
A very large pit appeared on the ground in the foggy forest, with the bottom of the pit covered with rotten leaves.
Sangsang lies between the rotten leaves. Her body is tall and fat. She is like the earth in the fog of the rotten leaves. Ning Que is held in her arms and looks like a child.
Ning Que rolled aside from her arms, trying to sit up with his elbow bent, but found it difficult to get hurt. There were countless bones broken on her body, and a mouthful of dark blood spurted out.
Sangsang stood up, her body was a perfect divine body. She hit the ground from such a high place, but she still suffered no harm. Even the blue shirt was not broken, but she had a few leaves.
She reached out and pushed the dispersed black hair behind her shoulders, looked at Ning Que, who was hunching his body in pain and constantly coughing up blood, and said indifferently: "Don't you want to escape from my palm?"
Ning Que's mouth and nose kept oozing blood, looking very miserable. He felt a little funny and sad when he listened to her words, and said, "I'm not that monkey. If I really want to die, no one can stop me."
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Sangsang narrowed his eyes slightly, and he hated hearing his answer, saying, "It's not that easy in front of me even if I want to die."
After saying this, she stretched out her right hand and landed on him. The clear light between her fingers illuminated the fog and the miasma, and also illuminated Ning Que's cheeks clearly.
As the clear light grew, Sangsang's face turned slightly pale. The injuries on his body were recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The broken bones were reorganized and the broken internal organs were repaired.
Last night, there was no trace of the wound she left on Ning Que's face. The dimples seemed to be deeper than before, filled with clear light, like fine wine.
After doing all this, she stood up and carried her hands toward the depths of the fog.
Ning Jing looked at her back and was silent for a long time, then stood up and followed her.
He was about to die, but she couldn't let him die, or she didn't want him to die, so she followed him to leave the Xiling Temple, jumped into the clouds and mist, and fell into the abyss.
Now they didn't have that rope, and he didn't tie her to him, but the invisible rope was always there, and they were still tied together by fate.
At the bottom of the abyss, the fog was deep and the rotten leaves were soft. The two of them walked forward silently, stepping on the ground, silently, and quiet.
Just walking like this, the surrounding scenery has never changed much, but old trees withered vines and old trees, occasionally there are a few crows in the fog, and the moss on the shoes is getting thicker and harder to melt.
Ning Que looked at her back and asked, "Where are you going?"
Sangsang stopped and said indifferently: "Didn't it all you decided before?"
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(I will set off home tomorrow, fly from Yichang first, then stay at the airport overnight, and fly to Daqing in the early morning the day after tomorrow. The writing time is uncertain, and the update may be relatively late. I will report it to you, Zhu An.) (To be continued. Please search. Piaotianzi, novels are better, updated and faster!)