Chapter 448 From evil to collapse
Yunrong slowly opened her lazy and heavy eyes. She glanced at him who was nailed by a spear on the snow-covered sword monument. There was a beautiful look between his beautiful eyebrows. It looks much dimmer than usual.
She shook her head slowly and looked at the devil in front of her who had a rare good skin in the world. Her water-cut eyes were pure and bright, without any resentment.
“To do good is to ascend, to do evil is to fall, Ah Rao...it’s still too late to turn back now.”
“Is there still time?” Ah Rao’s voice was lingering, like a disconnected line Zhiyuan: "All living beings have betrayed me, and God will not save me, so what qualifications do you have to persuade me to turn back?"
She raised her pale and weak-looking hands. The blood on the fingertips of her palms could be washed away, but the countless souls who died on these hands would not rest in peace.
"I have killed countless people and killed countless gods. Are you trying to cut off my own escape path and persuade me to do good?"
Aluo chuckled twice and raised his hand to squeeze. Yun Rong raised his chin, his eyes revealed a cold light, and his voice suddenly turned violent. Binghan: "Do you dare to say that your Fourth Sword has a clear conscience and is clean in this life?!"
Yunrong was stunned, seeing the hatred that could not be hidden in her eyes, she couldn't help but frown. He frowned, suddenly realizing that her current situation was a little subtle and strange.
She asked her if she had a clear conscience...
So when did she think that she had done something worthy of her?
Yun Rong couldn't figure this out for the time being, and was about to speak, but Aluo shook his head away with a look of disgust, and said coldly:
"Those who are willing will be tired, and those who are careless will not matter. Since you can die here calmly today, it is not because there are people you care about in this desperate place of death, but because of responsibility. The word "Ren" only binds you.
You don't ask for anything, don't dwell on the past, don't worry about the present, and don't worry about the future, so you never know what it feels like to lose your love forever."
"Even if I kill him in front of you, you will not shed a tear for him."
"This is the power of Jian Xin Tong Ming, so you will think that turning back is a very simple thing. But Yun Rong, let me tell you, if a glass of water is spilled on the ground and it touches the ground, there is no way to come back clean. "
She stood up slowly and looked at her condescendingly: "What will you do for the freedom you have left today? I am proud, but regretful."
Yunrong was silent for a long time, but she did not refute Aluo's words. After a long time, she said quietly: "We will share the prosperity and prosperity together."
Her eyes were so clear that she was serious: "Me and him."
It's not responsibility, but...
me and him.
A-Rao's eyes narrowed dangerously bit by bit, like a python lurking in the forest, full of murderous intent!
With the slight movement of her hanging fingertips dripping with blood.
The next moment, her whole palm burst into a bloody light and penetrated deeply into Yun Rong's body. Blood spattered everywhere. Her palms were brought together like a peerless sharp blade, and she passed through Yun Rong so easily. Rong's chest.
She bent her body slightly, and her enchanting lips stained with a few drops of blood were pressed against Yun Rong's ear, whispering deathly: "Then I will let him watch you die."
Yun Rong lowered her eyes, blood couldn't help but flow out of her lips. Her clear, water-cut eyes were instantly covered with a layer of death. As A'rao ruthlessly withdrew her palm, she tilted her body and fell to the ground. In a pool of blood.
When she was about to die, she did not look at the personal sword lying quietly in the cold snow, but looked at him again from a distance, and then slowly closed her eyes.
Aluo wiped the blood on his hands and said with a sneer: "She is dead, Master behaved so calmly, I thought you would lose your temper and yell to educate me? Sure enough, this banishment People who are like immortals, couples who are like immortals, life and death are as light as water, which makes people feel desolate. "
The sky is frosty, the ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes thousands of miles away are as big as hands.
He looked up at the gray sky with all the stars extinguished, closed his eyes calmly and said: "You are very noisy, can you let me be quiet for a while."
A'luo didn't see the hysteria he was expecting, so he couldn't help but feel a little bored, so he sneered and deliberately left him alone on the mountain, letting him watch Yun Rong's life pass before his eyes but could do nothing.
At the end of the war, there will always be a victorious side who wants to taste the fruits.
She led a group of demons to the Sin Sword Pond in the Tianxi Sword.
Overnight, countless Celestial Seal Spiritual Swords that had lasted for thousands of years were destroyed, and the evil ghosts and demons suppressed by the sword reappeared in the world, and they all bowed down to her. After sorting out the battlefield several times, she came to the ancestral hall where the tablets of past sect masters were enshrined. The spiritual tablet of Baili Yu, the father of his master, was among the columns.
Bailiyu's death was purely accidental, but at that time, everyone in the Tianxi Sword Sect thought it was because of her, so this ancestral hall was a taboo place for her alone.
Back then, she had no intention of paying homage to the ancestors of human swordsmanship. However, due to her youth and ignorance, she was tricked by some jealous disciples in the sect who excluded her, and was lured into this place. She was discovered by the punishment elder of the sect.
The elder was so angry that he tied her to the immortal stone platform and beat her with a cane for three days.
Master knew about this, but he just let it go and sat idly by.
Now, she is revisiting her old place. The place that was once forbidden to one person has been completely burned by her.
Not to mention that majestic elder dared to come forward to punish.
She wanted to set a fire, and those righteous people who once despised her, now in order to surrender, even took off their clothes to make a torch, and came forward to offer it to her with great courtesy.
She originally wanted to push the chair belonging to the sword master above the main hall.
But when her palm touched the chair, she hesitated inexplicably, and then gave up.
After expelling His Highness the demonic people who were kneeling respectfully in a row, she curled up on the chair alone, looking at the hall and wondering which young person from Tianxi Sword Sect it was. The bright candle lit by the young disciple just started to freeze.
Returning to the old place, a great revenge was avenged.
But this body is still empty and cold.
With this empty feeling of coldness, she gradually fell asleep on that chair.
I don’t know how long she slept. When she opened her eyes and woke up, the long candle in the hall had already burned to the end, and the hall was completely dark.
There was only a little glow of fireflies. It was unknown which mountain top the fireflies flew up from. They released that weak and incomprehensible light in the darkness, illuminating the desolation and desolation in her dark eyes.
All the disciples of the Tianxi Sword Sect have long since died, but the fireflies in the mountains have not died out.
For some reason, the hole in Ah Rao's heart seemed to be filled a little bit by this little firefly.
She thought for a while.
He has suffered enough tonight. It is snowing and cold outside. Yun Rong must have become a cold corpse.
He must have hated her so much right now, just like the despair she felt when she learned the truth about her mother's death in the Demon Suppressing Tower.
She was very much looking forward to seeing what kind of interesting expression the master who was nailed to the sword tablet would have at this moment.
I took a jar of my favorite Fuyu Bai from the wine cellar.
When she turned back to the mountain gate, she saw the scene in front of her. The jar of good wine that had been brewed for hundreds of years fell to the ground and shattered. The clear wine smelled like snow, but it was as fishy as blood. So intoxicating.
Her eyesight turned black, and she was spinning as if she had lost all her strength.
The blood-stained sword monument and the magic spear are still firmly inserted there, but the person on the monument has long since disappeared.
The red-gold gun body was stained with bright red blood. The blood had already frozen into crystals in the cold wind, and was stained with wisps of snowflakes. There was no place to express the coldness.
The heavy snow covered the red footprints, dragging them all the way to the pool of blood where she fell.
(End of this chapter)