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What would you do if you found out that fate is a joke?
Hua Chonglou’s answer was to kill him.
Xu Xike's choice was to follow Hua Chonglou.
They are very outstanding young people, but they are not the most powerful and intelligent group in Cang Xuan.
They are still too young.
Many people have discovered the secret between the two peaks of Sheshan, and even more have gone up to investigate, but they have kept their mouths shut and remained silent.
It was not until the reckless Xu Xike stuck his head out from the crack between the two peaks that he saw the most shocking scene of his life - that group of high and mighty gods slaughtered demons like slaughtering pigs and dogs.
Scarlet blood congealed on the palace's ornate floor, sticky and disgusting. On the altar, Shura's eyes were wide open, but without a trace of light.
His entire body was cut open, and the contents spilled all over the floor, but no one cared. The bluish-white skin revealed by the loss of blood had an inexplicably cold texture, as if one had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar in the summer, feeling dizzy and bone-chillingly cold.
As if something was strangling his throat, Xu Xike opened his mouth but could not utter a single syllable.
He recognized him; he was the young talent of the Shura clan who had recently gained fame.
And now he is just one of the bodies in this empty hall.
That wasn't a pig or dog; it was a living being with the same appearance as him, possessing intelligence. Perhaps if they met again somewhere else, they could still appreciate each other and drink a pot of wine together.
No, it shouldn't be like this—
A sudden feeling of nausea suddenly rushed to the top of his head. Xu Xike had killed many demons and even many people - but it shouldn't be like this.
Xu Xike suddenly thought of a sentence, you can kill him if you want, but you can't insult him.
Hua Chonglou's voice suddenly brought him back to reality.
"Alian," he asked, "Are you okay? Okay, I'm coming up."
"don't want!"
Xu Xike subconsciously refused. He realized that his reaction was too intense. After exhaling twice, he slowly spoke.
"Don't come up yet, let's go back and talk about it."
When the four of them sat down around the table again, silence enveloped the entire room.
Even the most heartless Jiang Zhong couldn't come up with a witty remark at this time.
Sympathy for one's own kind.
The fairyland is still white, and the majestic heavenly palace is even more white as snow, without a speck of dust.
But the immortals in white clothes did such dirty things.
Sheshan was not built by a single family. Most of the immortal forces in the sky would come down to take turns. A palace that could be spied on by a few small figures like them would not be a secret place in Sheshan - all this shows that the entire immortal world is rotten.
Feng Ruo was wearing nail polish and asked, "Should we take care of this?"
No one answered.
They were thinking about another question - did the human leaders know about what happened on Sheshan Mountain?
Are they also condoning this massacre?
They are all descendants of the royal family and may take over a certain power in the future.
Will they become an accomplice or an executioner in the future?
Jiang Zhong twirled his fan and said nonchalantly, "I'll go ask my dad."
The other three stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.
Jiang Zhong said, "Although my old man has many faults, he's generally a good man and a protective person. It's best to find out. Whether it's good or bad, we have an idea. If we can't find out, if I don't come back..."
He paused, "Then consider it as repaying his life."
Xu Xike, Hua Chonglou, and Feng Ruoshui: "Okay."
Jiang Zhong:......
"Why don't you try to persuade me?"
"We will avenge you"
Revenge like killing his own father
Jiang Zhong:......
It's even worse.
In fact, it doesn’t matter whether they take revenge or not. The four of them hang out together every day. If one person knows a secret, the other three will definitely know it.
One person alerted the enemy and was killed, and the other three could not escape either.
They are also tying their lives to Jiang Zhong.
They are gambling.
They bet that the elders they respect are still as great as they have seen and admired since childhood.
If you lose...
If this world is such that even fathers and sons, rulers and ministers, husbands and wives, and brothers cannot be trusted, then what does it matter if I lose my life?
——
Changxia was preparing to go down the mountain for a long journey. Only a moment after she made this decision, she made another one.
Bring Xie Fengxue with you.
Xie Fengxue was not surprised at all.
He joked, "I never thought that there would be a day when you would worry about me."
Who are they to each other?
Childhood sweethearts, inseparable, dependent on each other.
The world between them is so small that even Zuo Qin and Bie Jingchun cannot enter.
He was pretending to be wronged, he was trying to win her heart, he was trying to make her feel distressed, pity her, and make her feel guilty.
Chang Xia finally pinched his brows and said tiredly: "Brother, this time, who do you want to take away from me?"
Are they Senior Sister Lianhua and Master Yangu who are cultivating the Kongjing Sacred Tree and forging a new ladder to heaven?
Is it Chu Xian who created the Six Paths of Reincarnation Monument?
Or Li Bai, who was willing to sacrifice life and death just to become a nail inserted into the way of heaven.
Xie Fengxue kept smiling.
Yes, his mind had become corrupted after he became an immortal. His junior sister was even smarter than he imagined. He should have spoken in a nice way, or said something to avoid the main point and divert her attention. Then he...
Xie Fengxue suddenly stopped, thinking of a terrible fact -
"You knew everything, why didn't you stop it?"
Chang Xia reached out and gently touched Xie Fengxue's face. She rarely made such frivolous gestures. Brothers and sisters had been accustomed to closeness since childhood, and their interactions were based on affection and courtesy.
She remembered being with the Master a few years ago. They were in Nanjing. On that moonlit night, the Master was observing the moon while she was observing her senior brother.
"You've become slow, brother."
Forehead, brow bone, eyes, nose bridge, lips.
Finally, Changxia closed his eyes, and Xie Fengxue felt as if his lips were covered with something warm and soft.
This is a kiss.
"Brother, Zhongtian Ziwei was chosen by you and Zuo Qin, but not by me."
She said.
"You are always so arrogant that you think you can carry my life on your shoulders."
Chang Xia smiled and said, "But in fact, I have been better than you for a long time."
She is better than anyone else now.
Changxia grabbed Xie Fengxue's hand, and with the other hand he let go of Piao Lingjiu, who never let go of his hand.
She looked at the sword she had polished herself and said softly, "Thank you for these years."
She doesn't need to drift anymore.
She was going to end it all.
"Cai Shou!"
At this moment, the sky and the earth seemed to change color. The money-grubbing merchants in the Yunshang Pavilion, the empress in the Human Emperor Palace, the master in Lu Lake, the Buddhist disciple in Xiaoling Mountain, and the sword master in Buping Pavilion were all startled by the scenery at this moment and saw the vastness of the world.
Then there was silence.
More than 80,000 long swords flew into the air in an instant.
Cang Xuan is so vast that even if 80,000 swords were spread out, they would only be scattered like stars. Only in the ghost ship ten thousand feet above, Ji Sheng and Shen Siyan could see the entire sword formation.
Shen Siyan frowned and said: "There is still one thing missing"
He was not very good at learning formations, but Changxia's formation was not very good either.
It's like using absolute power to wipe out absolute skills.
It's very much her style.
Ji Sheng said: "Cut the longevity"
The next moment, the purple sword really broke through the air and embedded itself steadily in the center of the formation.
The entire sword formation seemed to come alive in an instant.
Shen Siyan could understand how the formation was set up, but he couldn't understand what it was used for.
"It seems to be related to the time and space spell, do you understand it?"
Ji Sheng frowned.
"No, it's not Caishou."
What is it
It was something that was supposed to be in the center of the formation, maintaining the core operation of the entire formation.
"It's me."
Song Jia's voice suddenly came from the cabin.
His hair was still loose, and his black nightgown was dyed with a thin layer of gold by the stars, making it sparkle.
Shen Siyan subconsciously retorted: “Are you kidding me!”
"Only His power can deal with Him." He stretched out his hand, and the power of stars flowed in his palm. This was the last gift Zuo Qin left him.
"The star map was destined to be broken, so I told Changxia to let me do it."
Apart from Xie Fengxue who has become an immortal, the only two people who can truly break Zuo Qin's star map and obtain the power of the stars are him and Chang Xia.
It was like the last gift given by an arrogant father to his children. He hung it there and waited to see which child was more clever and brave enough to break the old rules set by his father.
Arrogant and condescending.
This is very left-handed.
Shen Siyan glanced at Song Jia with a complicated expression: "So to this point, it's not us who are guiding you, but you who have been guiding us."
Song Jia glanced at him and Ji Sheng, pursed his lips and smiled.
He was born with a well-behaved appearance. When he took off his pretended humility and flattery, he looked like a clean young man when he really smiled.
The smile is so cute that even the teeth are not showing.
This is the "Ada" that Changxia has never seen.
"Ultimately, this is our 'family affair'."
He looked toward the mountain in the far north hidden among the stars.
That was his home, where he lived with his father who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside, and his younger brothers and sisters who lived on the next hill and often played around with him.
In fact, Shen Siyan didn't need to doubt his sincerity towards Changxia.
Even with all the resentment, envy and jealousy, they are still a family after all.
"Changxia and I are playing rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins gets the power of the stars. She's not as good at divination as I am."
Song Jia clenched his fists, and the power of the stars surged out, clearing a path for him.
He put his hands behind his back, held his head high and chest out, and strode into the center of the formation.
The sun in the sky suddenly became very bright, and the sunlight suddenly became dazzling, but there was no warmth. An inexplicable chill began to spread from the bottom of everyone's heart.
At this moment, the moonlight shines softly, like a veil that wipes away the haze in everyone's hearts.
It turned out to be the sun and the moon in the sky.
But in less than a moment, the stars and the moon retreated, and only the sun remained in the sky.
Changxia raised his head and smiled mockingly at the sky.
"What are you angry about? Isn't this the script you wrote?"
She turned her head and looked at Xie Fengxue: "My steps forward, my steps back, my steps forward, my steps forward, my steps forward, aren't they all controlled by you, the high-ranking fate writers! Brother?"
She said coldly, "Ji Sheng said he wanted to break away from the script of heaven's will, but I don't know. I don't know which of those joys, sorrows, and anger are my own and which are imposed on me by you. I also don't know whether my thoughts, my ideals, my wishes, and my ambitions are truly mine."
"Is it that letting me overturn the Heavenly Dao is itself part of the Heavenly Dao's plan?"
"Brother, I can't tell the difference. I really can't tell the difference."
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