The blood-red light enveloped the fairyland filled with spiritual energy, and even the clear water of the Milky Way was dyed blood-red. The blood spread out, and the water of the Milky Way gradually overflowed, and the flowers and grass on both sides withered.
However, the immortals on the Yaochi Terrace were still enjoying themselves, chatting and laughing, and had no idea that the disaster was gradually spreading in the fairy world.
The South Heavenly Gate was deserted, with only a blood-red soul figure floating out from the magic circle, slowly swaying up to the sky. The silver-faced figure leaned against the cold pillar of heaven. He slowly took off the mask from his face, his slightly pale face faintly radiant. He stretched out his hand, then let go, the corner of his mouth curled up, "Brother Cangwu. Now, I will fulfill your dream."
Beside Yinmian, Jie Ran smiled bitterly, "Your Highness, this Vermillion Bird Blood Formation... once activated, it will inevitably devour all the spirits of the immortal world."
The myriad immortals from ancient times, revered by mortals, will also be removed from the six realms.
Silverface sneered, "You only possess half of the Shanhai Secret Manual. Haha. This Vermillion Bird Blood Formation...will destroy everything in this world. Now, having all these living beings accompany me to die together is enough."
Jie Ran's frightened eyes gradually widened, and a mist spread between them. She glared at Yinmian fiercely and cried miserably, "You lied to me! You lied to me!"
Silver-face stared at Jie Ran, a smile spreading across his lips, "Heh... a spirit transformed from a book is nothing more than this, not to mention, you... are only half a fragment of a book?"
A cold, sarcastic voice emanated from Yinmian's throat. With a flick of his sleeve, the seal of the immortal world tightened even further. He looked at Jie Ran's face, which was as horrible as a ghost, and said with a smile, "This is a secret transmission from the mountains and seas. I can honestly tell you that this plan of mine will not be thwarted by anyone, not even you!"
Once a person loses faith, every day of his life will be a torment.
Jie Ran fell to the ground in disbelief, her eyes full of tears, her cries becoming more and more shrill, "Gong...Gong Ci..."
The reason for joining forces with Silver-faced is that the existence of the fairy world will inevitably bring disaster to the zombies.
But now, if this Suzaku Blood Formation spreads out, not only the zombies, but also the underworld, the demon world, and the human world will be destroyed. The Eternal Blood Evil has been released, and there is no turning back...
Jie Ran ran out of the Nantian Gate in a daze. Behind him came Yinmian's cold and teasing voice, "Hehe... As long as you encounter the Suzaku Blood Formation..."
They will be swallowed by the blood array...
Before he could finish his words, Jie Ran's body was thrown high into the air by the blood formation. Even the wandering clouds were shaking violently. The skin on his crystal-clear cheeks peeled off inch by inch, being swallowed by the blood energy diffused in the blood formation. His white robe was stained with layers of dirty blood, and it was covered in blood and flesh.
Above the magic circle, the half-volume of the Secret Book of Mountains and Seas, which was burning with flames, finally showed up. Hot steam rose up and turned into specks of ashes that dissipated into the air.
Silver Face suddenly smiled, and said to the empty Nantian Gate, "It's ridiculous... things without heart have more sincerity than things with heart."
But in a place where the silver face could not see, a transparent soul shadow ran out of the fairyland.
In fact, it hurts more when you have no heart.
An obsession swirled around her, and because of this obsession, she desperately ran out of the barrier. She wanted to laugh. Obviously, she turned into her original form, and the half of the tome was swallowed by the blood array and turned into nourishment, but... why was she still able to run out?
The place she went to was not the human world that Gong Ci had traveled to, but the ghostly underworld. She wanted to tell everything to the Lord, so that the six realms would have a glimmer of hope, and so that Gong Ci... could survive and find someone she truly loved.
The years pass silently, and the nights are always a little chilly.
She felt very cold, she felt like she was about to drift away, it was very painful, but she could only grit her teeth and float towards the Palace of Pluto. Her body was almost transparent, and even had the light of stars shining on it.
Fortunately, there was just enough time for her to tell Yinmian everything. When she saw Jiuxi's very surprised face and Junshang's eyes that were as deep as an ancient well, she seemed a little regretful.
The white shadow could no longer be seen in the sight.
But she knew that she couldn't wait any longer.
Who says that caring is the most painful?
Jiuxi said that Gong Ci's memory was stolen by someone, and he no longer remembered that he was a zombie, and no longer remembered anything.
So, Jiuxi sent Gong Ci to reincarnation.
What is life like for a mortal? Will you wander the mountains and forests with the companionship of birds? Or will you achieve fame and fortune through examinations and a stable career? Or will you spend your life alone together until old age?
I want to quit smoking and hope that the young man in white in my memory can find someone who truly cares for him.
She watched her body break into pieces bit by bit, turning into countless star foam residues. She didn't know where she would go. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew her away.
She drifted along with the wind, not knowing where her destination was, but only knowing that it was far away, until finally, she disappeared from the world...
A young man in white stood beside the clear river, and the water reflected the young man's cold face. He looked at the mandarin ducks playing and fighting in the river, and his focused gaze was also stained with a bit of envy. A jade flute in his hand hung quietly at his waist, and just at this moment, the sound of the wind came over. He raised his head and looked at the ball of blue star foam, as if he saw the man's smiling face.
He didn't remember. Perhaps he had seen it in a dream.
The ball of blue star foam was blown away to who knows where. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared. He touched the cold liquid flowing from his eyes and smiled, "What happened..."
He rubbed his eyes with his fingertips helplessly, but the tears seemed to fall even harder. He looked up at the clouds in the sky and suddenly smiled, "It must be an illusion."
How could a star possibly shatter into pieces and fall to the earth?
A woman in a flowing dress with water sleeves ran out of the house, a faint smile on her cheeks. She said, "Gong Ci! Gong Ci! It's windy outside! Why don't you put on some clothes!"
Gong Ci turned around and watched as the yellow figure gradually approached him. The smile spreading across his lips was undisguised. He looked dotingly at the woman who threw herself into his arms and said, "You keep talking about me, but what about you?"
The girl in yellow nuzzled Gong Ci's warm chest, hugged Gong Ci's waist, and said, "Did you dream again today?"
Gong Ci nodded, his tone somewhat helpless and melancholic, "It seems as if I saw a city filled with gloomy energy..."
The girl in yellow stood on tiptoe, clenched her fist into a small fist and knocked on Gong Ci's head, saying mischievously, "Are you possessed by an evil spirit? How about I take you to see grandma?"
Gong Ci shook his head, his slender fingers threading through the woman's hair, and a gentle voice slipped out from his throat, "No need, these dreams are insignificant."
Only the person in front of him is the one he cherishes the most.
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