Chapter 1625 Bloody Demon
The wind and snow stopped at this moment.
As if time is frozen, the wind and snow dancing between the sky and the earth form a naturally solidified trajectory in the picture.
The only thing flowing slowly in this world is the mysterious mist emanating from the unknown place.
The fog is hazy, and the beacon tower looks quite strange under the cold moonlight. A foggy moonlight is dependent on each other, but it reveals a tranquility that is isolated from the world, and it is like being summoned from the fog. Something extremely terrifying is gnawing away at the traces of this world.
The white fog that does not belong to this world is like a poisonous spider weaving a prey web of death.
In the pitch-black mountains, from time to time there were faint firelights dancing strangely one after another, and then an old and distant smell filled the air.
At this moment, everyone felt that they were thrown into the ancient battlefield of demons, and the indescribable horror was almost unsuppressible and about to come out of their chests.
The pupils trembled and trembled, staring at the approaching fog, brewing a cold and terrifying atmosphere.
“Dingle bells…” The clear sound like the ringing of silver bells echoed in the strange fog.
"It's snowing, is it time to get disgusted again?"
A childish and numb voice penetrated the fog of the night, with an indescribable sense of eerieness, and the tone sounded like a whisper, It also implies a bit of vague emptiness.
In the fog, a little girl with bare feet slowly walked out. Her figure was vaguely lingering in the dim shadows and smoke. She was not tall and looked very petite. The loose black robe was ill-fitting and looked tattered. The color was as heavy as a lake in the middle of the night. Dark red liquid was dripping from the sleeves and hem.
The young girl looked very calm, but the blood-stained robe silently indicated that she was summoned here from a brutal killing.
Her somewhat hollow and misty eyes were large and beautiful, but lifeless, as if she had lost her soul. The dark circles under her eyes were covered with a blue-gray shadow, as if she had not slept for a long time, and she seemed to be poisoned. The hood behind the robe is so wide that it hangs behind him like a cloak.
Her face was not covered, and her messy and unkempt hair could be seen, and her whole person revealed a bit of strange dejection from beginning to end.
The only brightly colored thing on her whole body was the silver ring around her white ankles. A small bell of the same color hung between the rings, emitting a cool tinkling sound in the wind.
Her messy hair was hung with freshly blown snow, and her hair was even stained with coagulated blood, making her look like a decayed and decadent beauty, and like a little devil stained with blood.
The wind and snow were melancholy, [Shu Ci] raised his empty and numb face, and looked up at the wind and snow with a dejected expression, as if he was wondering why he suddenly appeared here.
She raised her head and the tip of her bloody nose twitched slightly.
I smelled a hint of reincarnation.
She instantly understood why she suddenly appeared here.
As a result, her expression became more and more bored.
She hates snow and everything about cold.
【Sichuan Ci】Wrapped himself in a wet and cold robe.
When killing people, the feeling of hot blood splashing and soaking through the body is certainly warm.
But after all, it is not a permanent thing.
Blood will also freeze and solidify, and eventually become sticky! Hate!
She is in a very bad mood, and now she just wants to kill someone.
However, in her world, there are no conditions that can satisfy her desire to kill.
Enough people have died.
The remaining people are not enough for her to kill.
Just the next moment, [Shu Ci]'s eyes, like catching prey, saw the groups of cultivating immortals with disgusting and stupid faces.
She looked slightly startled, and then slowly narrowed her eyes.
"Kunlun Mountain? This is really... an unexpected development."
For some unknown reason, the look of boredom on [Shu Ci]'s face was somewhat subdued, and she let out a long yawn like a lazy and sleepy ferocious beast.
"So, it was you who summoned us here with the help of the Kunlun Mirror?"
Her eyes were not looking at someone accurately.
But Qing Ao knew that these words were meant for him.
He smiled slightly and said: "Kunlun Mirror? I think this mirror should be called the Samsara Mirror. Of course, now is not the time to dwell on it. Yes, Lord Shu Ci, it was I who summoned you here. ”
[Shu Ci] looked indifferent, and finally turned to look at Qing Ao, and said expressionlessly: "Then do you need me to call you 'Master'?"
Her tone was so calm that there was no ups and downs in the slightest. Any emotion, but inexplicably I could hear the cold sarcasm in her words.
The conditions for summoning the Samsara Mirror are purely random.
Even Qing Ao himself could not guarantee that he could summon the Shu Ci of that era.
But with the cheating method of using evil gods to violate the rules of truth in the world, he was able to opportunistically determine the conditions and summon Shu Ci, who was the most powerful period in history.
In Qing Ao's definition, the period of Shu Ci's strongest strength was naturally before it was sealed by Mount Taiqi.
At that time, he was no stranger to the name of the great demon Shu Ci.
She will not be loyal to anyone, not even the previous demon lords.
Betrayal is her nature, killing is her instinct, and cruelty is her nature.
If she had to choose between 'you' and 'me' in this world, she would choose 'me' without hesitation out of interest.
No matter how proud Qing Ao is, he can't be arrogant enough to dare to regard himself as his master. He smiled again and said: "I don't dare." "I see that you are very brave."
【Shu Ci】The first time I came to this world, I sensed another true version of myself.
The moment I smelled the Kunlun Mirror again, I saw the crowd of immortal monks, and there were too many figures moving around.
Of course she knew that this was not the world she knew.
Ran Qing'ao's move forced her to make a choice.
It doesn’t matter whether he forces me or not.
In the end, she will kill everyone and return to her own world.
She spread out her blood-stained palms, and the wind and snow between heaven and earth began to flow again. The cold snowflakes disappeared into thin air before they touched her palm.
[Shu Ci] murmured: "Kunlun Mountain? It's not a strange place. It's just that when my lord captured Kunlun, the Kunlun Mountain has stopped snowing for many years and I haven't seen it for many years."
"So you went into the mountain this time to kill that old woman?"
[Shu Ci] raised his empty eyes and met a pair of dark and blue eyes, which seemed to be less energetic. eyes.
It’s a different story.
Shu Ci looked at himself in an unknown period, looking so depressed and gloomy at dusk, and he felt very disgusted and unhappy.
So that little thing looked like this when he saw me? !
Be it human beings or foxes, by nature, the person that everyone hates the most is the person who once couldn't bear to look back.
Precisely because he understood himself, Shu Ci became increasingly disgusted with the person in front of him.
She hated herself, who looked so lifeless, as if she had just climbed out of hell.
However, hate is hate.
But in the Nanao state, she is no different from the other person in appearance, clothing, and description.
Except for the new scenery in my mind and the circles under my eyes that have faded a bit because I can sleep better next to the little thing in recent days, there is actually not much difference in the overall temperament.
The only difference in appearance is the silver anklet on her foot, which is as clean as new and has no decorative fine lines except for the bell.
However, in her impression, her anklet had a name. It was left to her by her mother whose face was blurred in her memory for a long time. The name engraved on the silver ring was for 'Xinglan' '.
But why, the other party didn’t?
Shu Ci carefully looked at her past self. There was no doubt that the other self facing her at the moment was stronger and more terrifying than her.
There is no other reason.
Although the appearance does not look any different, they all seem to be in the form of the Seven-tailed Demon River.
But in fact they are worlds apart. There is a huge distance between them.
The [Shu Ci] opposite is not Nanao.
But... the nine tails are open!
She was going through a fierce battle of killing, and she had not reserved any escape route for herself.
The fully-opened nine-tailed state, where she looked at death as though she were at home, did not match her numb and calm appearance at the moment.
On the contrary, there is a sense of death waiting for the flowers to bloom.
Shu Ci frowned slightly, feeling a little upset and uneasy. She looked at the other party steadily and said calmly: "What a coincidence, you actually want to kill Kunlun too."
She used It's 'also'.
But [Shu Ci] understood what she meant and fell into a long silence.
When she spoke again, there was a hint of dreamy doubt in her numb and hollow voice: "Are you actually guarding Kunlun Mountain?"
"No, no, no, Master Shu Ci, please say goodbye. We made a mistake, our Shu Ci My sister has no kindness at all towards Kunlun Mountain. She is just protecting a stupid cat.”
Summoning a peerless monster that even Shu Ci can’t deal with, the situation at this moment is dire. Called despair.
But there was no despair on Ning Feiyan’s face. She leaned out from behind Shu Ci with a playful look on her face, holding her thin shoulders with both hands, looking at the other person with a very sad look. [Shu Ci] gave him a wink.
Even though he knew that the other party was here to kill people, out of Ai Wujiwu's good character, Ning Feiyan did not see any hostility, and his face was full of teasing.
“Are you an idiot?” Shu Ci turned his eyes and looked at Ning Feiyan with disgust: “If you said such things to us three years ago, do you think you can still do this? Keep a whole body by yourself? With the world gate close by, you dare to provoke anything?"
The tone is a cold lesson.
But if you say you have no intention of protecting yourself, how can you comment on ‘what’ you are?
She waved away Ning Feiyan's hand on her shoulder, her voice became colder, and said: "Go back to your inner world, she opened the Nine Tails, even I can't protect your whole body And retreat.”
Under the Nine Tails, he is the most murderous.
Only Shu Ci knows best what they are about to face.
Qing Ao really... made a killing move.
Just as Shu Ci finished speaking, a few drops of blood dropped from the sky, falling into the snowflakes and dyeing them crimson.
The fog cleared, and the figure of the little girl who had just come to this world disappeared.
The next moment, the hanging boundary gate fell down, and the shrill sound of crows was heard.
Ning Feiyan's complexion changed slightly, her eyes suddenly darkened, and the gate that was about to collapse began to disappear.