Chapter 1131 It’s not good to seek death and life
“Then, come on.”
After finishing his words lightly, Shu Ci opened his palms and spread his arms.
In this strange sea of human flowers, he fearlessly suppresses his sharpness and murderous intent, with a pair of blue vertical pupils as straight as the cold abyss, and a charming and unparalleled posture.
The countless human-faced flowers surrounding Nagano disappeared like dandelions blown away by the wind.
The earth once again looked like a sea of snow with savagely growing fine velvet grass.
The embers under Shu Ci's feet that had been burned to gray-white by Jun Yan were sucked in bit by bit by those tentacle-like white threads.
Those cold and smooth white strands floated like the hair of a female ghost.
‘They’ tentatively surrounded Shu Ci, making sure that all the demonic energy in her body had been restrained.
'They' dared to touch her legs with the soft white silk tips.
The cold and sharp white threads like pinholes pierced her skin, and after absorbing Shu Ci's blood, the fresh and warm blood passed through.
‘They’ sensed Shu Ci’s truest intentions.
She actually gave up her stubborn struggle and offered up her immortal body like a self-sacrifice.
After clearly sensing this.
The snow-white silk grass lying on the ground suddenly danced like thin snakes and long worms.
'They' excitedly set off a wild white wave, and the dense white threads engulfed Shu Ci's figure.
Shu Ci was drowned in a cold white world, and those slender white threads that twisted one after another like living creatures greedily penetrated deeply into her slender neck. It's like a root.
Those white threads that were inserted into her body immediately made a gurgling sound like a throat swallowing.
The demonic power and demonic energy in Shu Ci's body was instantly absorbed and disappeared without a trace.
Some of the slender white velvet threads were not in a hurry to absorb her body. The thin tips of the threads were as powerful as snakes and insects, slowly slicing Shuci's calf.
The bright red blood drops slowly rolled down her snow-white skin, and then countless fine white threads sniffed the blood and poured into the bright red crack.
Shu Ci's pupils tightened tightly, as if he was feeling great pain.
With her eyes cold and downcast, she saw that her calf had become red, purple, swollen and abnormally thick after being crazily poured in by countless fine white grasses.
From the wound, countless tumor-like spheres were squeezed out from it.
The ball of the tumor-like object is constantly swelling to the extreme due to congestion, like a bloody monster.
Shu Ci laughed at himself and thought to himself, even if she was dismembered and sealed in Taiqi Mountain, her body would not be as ugly as it is now.
Her body had more and more openings, and the silk grass like the dead man's white cursed hair was eroding her body crazily.
Shu Ci could no longer stand firm, as if being blown over by a huge wave, he fell down on his back, his body sinking in this dense sea of white silk grass.
The devouring posture of ‘them’ is barbaric and crazy, but it is obviously impossible for Yinxu Valley to devour Shu Ci in a short time.
This process is very slow, so slow that Shu Ci's consciousness can stay in his body for a long time.
This also means that the painful process of being devoured by humans bit by bit will also last for a long time.
Shu Ci raised her hand from the countless sea of grass that bound her, and the white velvet wrapped around her arms was broken softly.
She endured it with difficulty and could clearly feel that her internal organs were being invaded by corpse energy.
The sound of the internal organs and body being corroded echoed in the night wind like a musical chapter of peaceful death.
She just raised her arm with difficulty, and her fingertips touched a ray of cold moonlight in the valley.
During the long night when Qiu Lan was rising, the sky was a green one. Among the chaotic snow, a bright and gentle crescent moon could be vaguely seen, pouring down an icy silver glow from the starless sky.
This reminded her of that night many years ago.
It was also very windy and snowy that year, and the young Demon Lord stood in the broken barrier of Taiqi Mountain.
The embers of Junyan's burning still remained in her eyes, and her dark golden eyes looked at her who had just been awakened from the seal with a half-smile.
The wind and snow were passing by, and the young Demon Lord slowly unfolded her broken and bleeding black wings.
Her bloody and violent aura covered the sky full of wind and snow, and only the desolate moonlight penetrated her broken wings, and the dark and mournful crow feathers fell between her eyebrows.
In the shadowy backlight, she looked at the girlish and innocent silhouette of the Demon Lord, and her smiling voice contained a warm and hoarse bewitchment.
She stretched out a pale and thin hand to her and said with a smile: "Hold my hand, I will pull you up from the endless abyss of death. In return, please lift you up." Give me your soul.”
The cruel and ruthless devil knows the meaning of 'death'.
The reason why Shu Ci is not afraid of death and looks forward to death is because for the common people, death is just a moment of despair and fear.
But for her, that moment of despair and fear was a luxury.
People are cast into hell after death, and even after enduring the torture of eighteen levels of hell, they can escape from reincarnation.
So when she was in the never-ending abyss of darkness, even when faced with a seemingly soft and fragile spider thread hanging from the karma fire in the sky, she would not hesitate at all. Grab it without hesitation and climb up.
Pay the reward for surrendering your soul.
She would rather have a broken soul to escape from that dark abyss of sobriety and despair, that intense mood.
No matter whether it has been a thousand years or ten thousand years, I still remember it hard to this day.
But why, she had vowed not to return to that dark world even if she overthrew the Six Realms.
The strong mood is still there in her.
Why did you...throw yourself into trouble today and choose the fate you least want?
“You deceived ‘us’!”
"Your soul is actually incomplete!!!"
The sound of anger like a rolling sea stirred up the snow for ten miles!
The arm that Shu Ci had just raised to touch the moonlight was suddenly retangled by countless dense white silk threads and pulled back with a force that broke her arm bones.
There was bright red blood in the corner of Shu Ci's eyes, trickling down her pale cheek like a trickle.
But she didn't pay attention to Yinxu Gu's anger. The arm she was trying to lift with all her strength was pulled hard again, and she felt the familiar severe pain. not give a damn about.
The Demon Lord, like her, is a natural politician and will not have any unnecessary sympathy for useless things.
Just like when humans see wildflowers blooming on the roadside, they will reach out to pick them because of their bright and beautiful value.
But when they see the fallen flowers rotting on the ground, they will never waste time bending down to pick them up.
Her deal with Yinxu Valley reduced herself to a worthless rotten thing.
Of course, the remaining half of her soul, the Demon King, would not be able to lend a helping hand to her like he did in Taiqi Mountain.
Shu Ci thought helplessly.
When she was completely reduced to an unconscious monster, the half of her soul that fell into the hands of the Demon Lord would not be pure.
With the character of the Demon Lord, he would never leave any strange thing on his body, and he would probably destroy her soul immediately.
Is it worth it?
Shu Ci asked himself this question in his heart. Just for food that hasn't even reached your mouth yet?
Even his own life is involved.
She has never been a kind and gentle person.
Shu Ci asked himself this question briefly in his heart.
But there was no answer in her heart.
Because she never wavered from the beginning, she didn't need an answer.
She has always been a nightmare existence that plays with other people's consciousness. She will make all her enemies trapped in tangles.
But she never has entangled emotions about things other than food.
She is good at playing power and attacking the city. The world only knows that she believes in profit first.
But for Shu Ci, this is not the case.
All the tricks, palaces, scheming, and conspiracies are all because she likes to do it and feels the joy of chasing for instinctive fun.
Today’s choice is just...instinct.
Shu Ci laughed to himself, raised his broken and twisted arm, and covered his bleeding eyes with the back of his hand covered in pinprick blood.
She said lightly: "I never thought that one day, I, Shuci, would have something I instinctively want to protect."
Such a heavy and joyful mood, Shuci don't know.
She didn't have time to explore the reason for her mood and where it came from.
At the moment of death, there was this wonderful and strange emotion accompanying her, and the fear that followed her seemed not so scary anymore.
"Hateful! Poor! How dare you fool 'us'!"
The angry roars continued to vibrate across the earth.
With only half of Mohe Shuci’s soul, the power of the immortal curse will inevitably be greatly reduced.
Yinxu Valley only felt that he had been greatly fooled. 'They' kept shouting angrily:
"You only have half of your soul, how can you fight against 'us'? You are overestimating your capabilities! How dare you fool 'Me'! Don't think about that kid leaving here alive! 'We' will crush him to ashes!"
In response to Yinxu Valley's clamor, Shu Ci sneered and said, "'Do you think that now, 'you' still have the right to choose?"
As Shu Ci's words fell, An extremely cold air seemed to blow from the earth's veins, and the large white silk grass on the ground was covered with a thick layer of frost.
Under the extremely cold frost, the squirming rhythm of those white silk grasses obviously stagnated and slowed down.
The feeling of frost is like entering the forest in the middle of winter, and its extremely cold and bone-chilling feeling is like the white snow blowing from the top of Kunlun Snow Mountain.
In this frosty air, there is actually a majestic and majestic holy intention.
Under this holy will, any demon or monster will worry about being washed and purified.
The voice echoing in the world in Yinxu Valley suddenly changed from anger to fear:
“What is this?! What is this?!”
Shu Ci's eyelashes were also covered with a thick layer of white frost, and the skin on her face showed faint cracks like jade porcelain cracking due to frostbite.
The sneer on her face was even worse: "'Do you' think that the only curse on me is immortality?
What is the ghost called? This cold poison , we have endured it for thousands of years, and now 'you' are willing to taste it together Let’s enjoy it, let’s come together?”
“Oh, by the way, I said, you can’t touch that little thing’s life, otherwise...”
She seduced With a smile on her lips, her charming face looked like flowers in the mist in the frosty whiteness, becoming more and more evil and enchanting.
"I will not let 'you' go easily."
Shu Ci's pale and charming face was buried in the white fine velvet silk grass and frost. She looked so charming. Smiling.
A seven-petal ice crystal flower bloomed from her heart.
The moment those many flowers bloomed, the entire world in the Yinxu Valley seemed to be plunged into a zero-degree pale color.
Shu Ci's pair of faint blue vertical pupils became the only color in this world. With a smile on her face, she looked down at the white silk grass beneath her with extremely cold eyes.
Even though she was devoured until she lost her human form, even though her demonic power and aura were devoured and exhausted, she looked like a mermaid waiting to be slaughtered.
But her benevolent tone still retained the same charm as before.
The white silk grass on the ground that stood up angrily slowly calmed down under the slowly blooming ice flower on her chest.
Shu Ci stopped talking, and Yinxu Gu was also very smart.
At this point, it is impossible for 'them' to completely defeat Shuci. Such a lose-lose situation is not the outcome that 'they' want to see.
‘They’ fell into a tacit agreement and stopped making any human sounds.
The entire earth's crust is like a wave, and those white velvet grasses seem to be pulling up the entire earth with great momentum, like the rising tide of a snowstorm.
Bury Shu Ci's tiny body.
Those white silk grasses devoured and invaded more violently and cruelly, as if they were venting their dissatisfaction with silent actions.
‘They’ are frantically trying to launch a mental pollution attack on Shu Ci. At this moment, Shu Ci’s body has integrated into the Yinxu Valley and become a part of it.
The countless filthy, dark, and crazy factors poured into her spiritual world like venom.
The entire valley has fully awakened because of the extreme anger.
Shu Ci could feel that her body was completely covered with rotten roots, even though she acted based on instinct, feeling pain and relief.
Under that strong mental pollution, even she gradually began to be unable to bear it.
About to become part of this filthy monster.
Her eyes were completely covered by a white twisted thing, and even a glimmer of moonlight was a luxury.
Shu Ci felt that he was sinking deeper and deeper into this vast world, and there were waves of heart-piercing tingling sensations in his heart.
Her vision and consciousness began to blur. Even so, she slowly raised a twisted arm from this cold, heavy and sticky world.
When her consciousness was wandering at the boundary, she realized something and murmured: "Perhaps this is the real 'death' for us?"
Being a Machiavellian Politician, she calculated and took advantage of countless people.
Therefore, Demon Lord A'luo came in response, and because of this calculation and use, he took the hand she stretched out from the dark abyss.
It feels good to be rescued, even if it is a helping hand due to use.
But now...no one will hold her hand anymore.
However, it is not a bad fate for such a conspirator to die as a sacrifice.
“You bitch! You want to die after just one slap on my face. That’s too whimsical!”
As he was dying, an extremely angry voice suddenly sounded like thunder in Shu Ci's ears.
(ps: Folks, the group that has been in existence for several years has exploded. Beibei was very sad and formed a new group and organization: 319363315.)
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