Chapter 815: Impure Objects
Two hundred years later, when he was mentioned by her, it was by his first and last name.
Bai Liyu laughed angrily: "At least I would rather accept the pain caused by the cruel facts than to muddle through and deceive myself and sink into the absurd dream that I have weaved."
< br>Ying Ji raised her head and looked at him with dark eyes.
Bai Liyu pinched her neck, his approaching face was sinister and cold, with a hint of cruelty.
"Our son, he is dead, please wake up."
A ray of blood appeared in Ying Ji's dark eyes, like a crack suddenly cracking in the frosty ice.
The cold and dead face suddenly showed a bit of fresh popularity.
It was just that fresh life, mostly on the verge of despair and collapse. She stared closely at the cold and ruthless eyes of Sword Master Yu.
The pursed thin lips finally trembled out two words: "Shut up..."
Bailiyu loosened his palms a little, but his words became more cruel and cold: "Zangjian, our only son, died two hundred years ago, somewhere you can't see!
< br>It’s me! I didn’t even get to see him for the last time. Have you forgotten? You personally prepared his coffin for burial.”
Ying Xiu, who was under the mountain monument, heard this. My mind was shocked.
Those words were like a stormy sea breaking through the shore. He put his hands on the heavy stone tablet and forced himself to calm down.
What is the ‘only son’ who died two hundred years ago?
Isn't their son him?
Or did he die two hundred years ago? Mother, she is the empress of Zhongyou who is in charge of the undead.
Could it be that he suffered a catastrophe two hundred years ago and his life span was over? It was his mother who rebuilt his life in an unnatural act, thus arousing his father's resentment?
As the sword master of the world and the master of the Tianxi Sect who supports the way of heaven, he will naturally not sit back and watch this kind of thing that goes against the order of heaven and reverses the life and death of yin and yang.
It must be so!
No wonder his memories before the age of sixteen were always fragmented and intermittent.
Ying Xiu quickly weaved a cruel but acceptable 'truth' in his heart, and tried his best to convince himself.
But next, Sword Master Yu’s words undoubtedly knocked him into the abyss.
"You deceive yourself! You are ignorant! As a dynasty empress, you are so ridiculous!
You actually used talismans as bones, hair as body, and curses as blood to create such a person The ridiculous and pitiful devil comes out!
What a prince of Zhongyou!
What three sons of heaven!
Your son was born mediocre and has ordinary spiritual power. He has never been a son of heaven! "
Speaking of this, Sword Master Yu's eyes gradually turned red, and his cold voice was hoarse with a hint of imperceptibility:
"But no matter how ordinary he is, no matter how disappointing he is, , that is also our child, nothing can be simply erased and replaced.
Ying Xiu, hehe... this name sounds nice. Ying Xiu Zhongzang, are you placing your desire to protect the hidden sword on that thing?
Or do you regret that you regretted leaving the hidden sword in the Tianxi Sword Sect for me to raise? ”
In the darkness, Ying Xiu’s face was paler than that of the dying man, and his eyes were filled with confusion and deep fear.
The man standing on the monument The palm of his hand slipped, and his whole body was bent into the ground by Bai Liyu's words.
This shouldn't be like this...
It shouldn't be like this...
"I told you to shut up!"
Ying Ji suddenly grabbed his wrist, her body trembled a few times, her dark eyes filled with death A boundless madness.
Her whole body was wrapped in the green Nine Netherworld Fire, as if it was going to burn the entire world.
Sword Master Yu’s palm was soon scorched black, but he did not let go.
He looked at Ying Ji coldly and said in a cold voice: "It's time for you to wake up a little bit."
The patter of rain...
I don't know when a cold and continuous rain fell under the sky. It is drizzling, the accumulation of rain is falling, the cold wind is blowing, and the sky is dark.
Under the hazy rain, the flames around Ying Ji were extinguished and calmed down.
Sword Master Yu’s heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong.
How could there be rain under the Golden Crow's Shocking Formation?
The rain fell strangely, falling suddenly. The drizzle fell like needles on my body, and the coldness penetrated into my bones.
Sword Master Yu's clothes are not yet soaked, but the spiritual power and energy in his body are so cold that they are difficult to operate.
At this time, a majestic voice came down, knocking on the heart and soul:
"She is awake, can you close your eyes in silence?!"
A tall adult man stepped out of the moist bamboo forest and waved his arms casually.
The Golden Crow in the sky above Jiuxiao screamed sadly, as if it was hit by the legendary sun-shooting arrow, and scattered countless bright and broken golden lights.
Fire rain fell from the sky, lighting up the distant mountains for just a moment. The drizzle turned to violent rain, extinguishing all the golden afterglow.
At dawn in the early morning, there is lightning dancing behind the thick clouds, and the sky light is fading.
The man seemed not to like the early morning hours when dawn broke.
He frowned and raised his sleeves to wave, the sun rising from the east sank and setting, and the moon came from the west and hung in the sky again. This morning becomes last night.
This is not just the evolution of Yin Yang and White Night, but the reversal of the cycle of life and death!
Jian Zhuyu’s face was pale, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
The ancient divine formation passed down by Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan was easily broken by someone with a wave of his hand.
What is the origin of this person?
The man's face in the darkness is as handsome as a knife. He has a straight nose, eyebrows like mountains, and dark eyes. His voice is like a ghost, cold and unfathomable.
In addition to chilling the bones, the whole body can't help but exude an extremely strange but noble temperament.
The loose robe was billowing on the ground, and even the black robe on his body did not look like an ordinary thing. It was like flowing black clouds in the wind and rain.
The man raised his eyes and glanced at Bailiyu lightly. The moment his eyes were as deep as the night sky looked straight at him, he seemed to be able to look directly into people's deepest fears.
Sword Master Yu's body felt like he was falling into the hell of hell, unable to move.
With just one look, not even half of his spirit was captured. Sword Master Yu looked as fragile as a three-year-old child in front of this man.
The whole body flew backwards heavily, and crashed into the muddy and rainy field in an extremely embarrassed state, without any trace of the domineering appearance just now.
Ying Ji's body slipped, and the moment she fell down, the man took a step forward and appeared beside her, holding her in his arms.
The movements were so gentle that they were almost inconsistent with his domineering and noble status.
The man raised his strong white hands and covered her eyes.
Ying Ji's body stiffened, and then she began to tremble, and bright red blood and tears rushed down from the man's fingers.
The man's face was ashen, and his slightly desolate eyes were filled with rage.
Her lips pursed tightly, and she called him in a low voice: "Daddy."
It was daddy, not father, father, emperor, an honorific title, in which ordinary intimacy and grievances were included. Who knows.
The person who came was none other than one of the four great immortals of the Six Realms, the ruler of the Nether Realm, Taiyin Emperor!
Sword Master Yu's whole body was in pain as if his bones were falling apart. He struggled to get up and looked at the man in black clothes in disbelief.
Respecting immortals does not involve them in worldly affairs.
What he did today greatly violated the laws and order of heaven.
The lapel of Taiyin Emperor was deeply stained by the blood on her body.
He touched her back with his other hand, and the green bamboo fragments that had penetrated deeply into her flesh disappeared instantly, and the wound healed quickly.
He said with a reproachful tone and tender eyes: "Unfilial daughter, I am annoyed that you were abducted by a random man. You are not allowed to go home. You have been wronged outside. You really don't know." Are you home?"
Ying Ji smiled sadly, and the blood and tears rolled down from his fingers, mixing with the raindrops on the back of his hands and splashing on the ground.
Her pain seemed to be unable to be relieved. Ying Ji reached out and grabbed Taiyin Emperor's sleeve, pulling gently like she did when she was a child. Her voice was hoarse and choked with sobs: "Daddy, it hurts too much..."< br>
The Taiyin Emperor gave a faint hum, patted her head, then raised his eyes and glanced at Sword Master Yu calmly:
"The small building in Dongli is where my beloved grandson lives. No one is allowed to disturb the purity. Tonight, it seems that something unclean has come in."
Sword Master Yu was stunned for a long time before he became angry and said When he realized it, the 'dirty things' he mentioned were referring to him!
His eyes were cold, but the other party was an immortal after all, and his seniority did not allow him to be rude and presumptuous.
In terms of identity, he is the father-in-law whom he has never met before.
Although he had just struck out in anger, after all, his daughter was injured like this. Even if Sword Master Yu didn't feel that he was in the wrong, he was still in a weak position.
He said solemnly: "Senior, when it comes to unclean things, the corpse demon that caused trouble to the people at that time, I have searched all over the White Camel Mountain, but I have not been able to find any trace of that evil.
Only here I have not found it. , I am here today and have no intention of fighting. I just came here to get rid of the demons, and I hope senior can do it for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sword Master Yu's eyes suddenly darkened, and the Taiyin Emperor in mysterious robes appeared in front of him at some point. There was no sign in front of me.
I saw the other party gently raising his arm, flexing his fingers, and said quietly: "I am here today, and I have no intention of disturbing you. I just see you as an eyesore, and I hope you, a junior, can make it easier. "
After finishing speaking, he flicked his finger in the middle of Baili Yu's eyebrows.
There was a dull and loud noise, and Bailiyu's whole body exploded with energy. His body became stiff and motionless, and the air waves behind him shook thousands of miles.
After three full breaths, he was bleeding from all his orifices, bloody and miserable, before his whole body crashed from one hilltop into another.
The eyebrow soul platform collapsed, and the purple python sword energy of the fifth level of Taishang Daoqing Sword Art, which had been practiced for nearly a thousand years, poured out like an avalanche.
The mountains are surrounded by this purple aura, which collapses and collapses the mountains.
The Taiyin Emperor looked at the sword master Yu who was flying out with an expressionless face, and commented without any emotion: "This is quite obedient."
"But... just like this, how can it relieve the hatred in my heart!"
After saying that, the Taiyin Emperor disappeared from the place.
The next moment, in the huge dark outline of the distant mountains, Sword Master Yu's body suddenly jumped up, as if it was swept by the tail of a giant python monster in the earth's veins.
In the full bright moon in the sky, the Taiyin Emperor appeared in black robes and stepped down.
Using Sword Master Yu's body as a stepping stone, he brutally beat him without any dignity in an absolutely powerful and domineering way!
(End of this chapter)