The gurgling water of the mountain stream leaches scarlet blood.
The rain was pouring, the clouds were dark, and a bolt of lightning struck outside the mountain, illuminating the two figures confronting each other in the darkness of the mountain stream.
The man shifted his gaze, frowned, and the green scales on the edges of his cheeks closed and closed.
"Something dirty is coming," he said.
Li Xi'an remained calm. After a moment, several pale figures broke into his range of perception, thousands of miles away like clouds of smoke, and disappeared in an instant. They soared wantonly in the rain, laughing loudly, as if they were celebrating something. Their gazes fell deep into the mountains, and their sights were more ferocious and terrifying than the blood in the streams. Li Xi'an knew what these things were celebrating. They were happy to have found him, or... found the womb of the world.
The already dark sky fell into darkness, and a pair of sky-covering wings stretched out.
There are fluffy feathers attached to the pale fleshy wings, and spiderweb-like traces spread, turning the peeping eyeballs in the cracked gaps.
The figure at the front and the tallest fell to the top of the mountain outside the mountain. He casually pressed down half of the mountain and lowered his wings, covering half of the sky here. It laughed, and the laughter shook the heavens and the earth. In an instant, the whole mountain was shaking, dense bubbles appeared on the stream, and water droplets even jumped high and splashed on Li Xi'an's sleeves.
Immediately afterwards, the mountain stream was filled with pale filth. They stood on the top of the mountain, staring at Li Xi'an below.
That dark figure like a wandering ghost.
Hanging Wings licked the blood on his arm, "If the Fetus of the World hadn't jumped a little, our Highness Xingcai would have left quietly again."
After speaking, it pointed to its chest. Li Xi'an knew what the hanging-winged filth meant. In the cloud dojo, he was the one who used the moon bow rune to appear and penetrate its chest, forcing it to reveal its true form. Husty's actions are both provocative and ironic. It is ironic that he has been born in the world and has been hiding for so long, but he will eventually be caught up and there is no way to escape.
Li Xi'an glanced around and saw a few familiar faces.
The leaders are the four five-image filthy creatures from the outside world. The rest were formed by the degeneration of hundreds of ancestors of the good world. Li Xi'an's gaze suddenly stopped for a breath. He saw an old face, the old man sitting next to him in the cloud dojo, Fazu. Holding a wooden stick, carrying a branch on his back, his cloud robe is flying, and under his sleeves are pale and slender arms with blood-colored lines cracked inch by inch.
Fazu lowered his head, his eye sockets were empty, with only dark blood holes.
The hand that was not holding the wooden stick slowly stretched out and pointed at Li Xi'an.
"I saw you..." the old man's voice was hoarse and could not be heard clearly, "I saw you... red... scales."
Li Xi'an withdrew his gaze.
In front of him, the man was still calm, but his calm face was burning with a pair of extremely bright eyes. Golden flames were spinning in the depths of his pupils, with vague clouds and mist gathering from all directions outside the mountain stream.
The scumbags acted as if they had not seen this man.
"I accept the invitation." Li Xi'an said.
The man nodded slightly, made way for Li Xi'an, and made a gesture of invitation, "It couldn't be better."
Li Xi'an walked past the man and glanced at his hand. The blue scales covered the entire arm, and the texture was like blue steel with a cold light.
"As a host, it's okay to solve some troubles for your guests, right?"
"Natural."
Behind Li Xi'an, the blood-colored stream turned silently. The fog that shrouded the place dissipated, and a ferocious giant green claw suddenly stretched out and crushed the head of the hanging winged thing.
"Boom——!" Thunder roared, and the blue electric light bleached the sky, revealing the huge shadow hiding in the sky, that... legendary creature.
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Outside the good world, the stars are broken. The blazing light shines brightly here.
The woman sat lazily on a fanged ghost statue, with her legs crossed. As a cloud of mist spit out from her red lips, the sunlight illuminating the place suddenly blurred and was divided into countless small parts. Finally, the woman was shining brightly. Small light spots were left on his face. The corners of her mouth were raised, and there was a trace of light on her face, as if she was brighter than the stars in the universe behind her.
She tapped the ghost statue's fangs with her cigarette stick.
"When guests come, change your face and don't scare them."
Under the crisp knocking sound, bursts of rays of color filled the fang ghost face, and the colorful feathers gathered together. The ghost face melted and turned into a compassionate god's face.
"Welcome this distinguished guest." The woman looked back and looked behind her with a sweet smile. The place where she was sitting faced the sun, so the extremely long shadow formed by the towering statue of the god behind her.
The shadow almost stretches across the entire broken star, like an ancient pilgrimage road. At the end of the ancient road sits such a god.
In the shadows, a ghostly shadow stood still.
In the empty and dead universe, the giant blue dragon cruised, its mighty mane burning like fire. Finally, the giant blue dragon approached, transformed into a man in ancient robes, and bowed to the woman on top of the statue.
At this time, a lazy and seductive voice came from high above the statue.
"The world calls me Xiantian. If the guests don't mind, you can also call me by this name." The woman on the statue slowly said, "My parents may be a little ignorant of etiquette. If I have offended the guests, I would like to apologize in advance." , I hope our guests will be happy.”
The statue shook and stretched out a hand in front of Li Xi'an. Li Xi'an took a step forward and followed his palm up to the sky. The dazzling sunlight instantly dispersed the surrounding darkness.
Li Xi'an has not seen light in the good world for a long time, and the land of the good world is now only desolate.
Finally, he stood on top of the statue and saw clearly the appearance of the Nine Heavens.
Seeing Li Xi'an looking over, Xian Tian smiled, the white pointed fox ears on his head twitching, and the pure white fur was almost transparent under the light, like staring at an eternal ice crystal.
Li Xi'an looked at Juechen Fox Immortal's side face and was a little lost in thought for a moment.
But soon, he looked away, and the lotus veins deep in his pupils turned, shattering any trace of seductive affection in his mind.
At this time, he even thought that it was not unreasonable for the world to have a stereotype about fox demons.
Xian Tian acted as if nothing had happened, and kept smoking, exhaling waves of mist.
"Guest, I invite you here for no other reason..." She put down the cigarette rod, smiled brightly, and came closer.
Li Xi'an didn't react. The other party had already appeared in front of him. His face was almost close to his. His pale pink pupils were slightly curved, and his gaze climbed inch by inch from bottom to top.
The cigarette rod was placed on the edge of Li Xi'an's star yarn.
Xiantian's breath was filled with warmth, and he continued: "Just to see what the prince of Xingcai looks like and to satisfy my curiosity."
"Your Highness, do you think so?"
Seeing Li Xi'an's silence, Xiantian said no more, and the cigarette rod slowly lifted up the star yarn.
Just before the star veil was about to be taken off, a dark hand pressed on the cigarette rod and stopped it.