Conquer the World

Chapter 593 Let the World Be Ever Bright

When Sang Sa pulled the Fang Jie out of the barrier, the light in this earthen house was already unbearable, as if the sun had fallen from the sky and the temperature in the earthen house was incredible. Such strong barriers were also burnt red and red.

The people around had to retreat because they couldn't bear the high temperature.

Shen Qingfan had almost lost her strength, and she tried her best to turn the strength of the cultivation into a sword, intending to split the mud house, but there was no way to do it. It is possible that Neijin was repaired to stand still, and she just wanted to split the huge earth house in front of her!

Shen Qingfan's spirit is almost exhausted. She wants to see clearly what is happening in the earthen house, but she still has no way but refuses to give up.

When they saw Sang Sa and Fang Jie leaping from the mud house, the two fell down almost simultaneously.

After Fang Jie and Sang Sai fell to the ground, one of them hugged one and swept away. The two talents left. A fierce white light rose into the sky from the gap they had leaped before. It hurt, not many people could look directly at it. Some soldiers turned their heads immediately after glancing at the pain, and the tears in the eyes were worn as if there was gravel.

The white light shot straight into the sky from the crack of the earth house, as if a sword of earth had pierced the sky.

Immediately following the mud house, it began to twist, as if a layer of cloth wrapped a beast, and as the beast hit the layer of cloth, it constantly changed its shape.But I don't know whether the barrier is tough enough or the person who died with the big wheel of Ming Ming deliberately controlled the power, and the barrier was not broken in the end.

The hot white light continued for a long time, and the night sky was cut open.Fang Xie tried to find the man along the white light. He always had the illusion that the man in the blue shirt would walk the white light into the sky like a wanderer.Then he smiled back at him and said goodbye.

Fang Jie did not even have the word death in his mind, but two other words.

Return

This was not the first time Fang Jie thought about it. The man in the blue shirt originally came down from the sky. He stepped on such a white light and came to the world with a smile on his face.Therefore, his return should only be in heaven, from where to go back and forth.Fang Xie couldn't think about it. Where else would a man like a blue shirt go if he didn't fly into the sky?

When I first saw the T-shirt man in Fan Gucheng, Fang Jie couldn't help but think what kind of story should a person with such style need to be worthy of him?But what Fang Xie thought today is that no story is worthy of him.Maybe people will forget the name after many years, but will not forget the white light that pierced the sky for a few days.He once walked on this land, but there was no place where he could bury his bones.

So Fang Jie was staring at the white light for a long time, lest he missed the figure of the T-shirt man leaving.Even though Fang Jie was far stronger than ordinary soldiers, his eyes started to hurt when he stared at him like this, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, flowing silently.

Sang Sata would like to ask Fang Jie, is your tears because of sadness or just stabbed by that white light?

But she found that she could not speak, because she would hurt the current solution as soon as she spoke.Of course, this was not really hurt, but because Fang Jie, who looked up at the white light at this time, was trapped in a very strange emotion, not because he was unable to extricate himself, but because he was unwilling to withdraw.

So Sang Sai fears that if he speaks it will disturb him.

Wait wait wait

Until the white light that could disturb the sky dome gradually weakened, Fang Jie still did not wait for the picture he was looking forward to.He didn't see the man who was wearing a slightly white shirt and was walking slowly into the sky, just like he was walking slowly to the second floor in Fan Gucheng's red sleeves.

After the white light had dispersed, it was the overwhelming darkness.Everyone has the illusion that they are in a confined space, so dark as if they were blind.The burning red clay house gradually faded and eventually turned into a strange shape.

The whole body is black, and it has been burnt as smooth as glass.

Until the sky turned white, no one dared to disturb the solution that had stood still in place.After Sang Sasha rescued Shen Qingfan and Mu Xiaoyao, they stood behind Fang Jie and looked at the man's back.They found that Nai'an's body was shaking.

The sun shed from behind Fang Jie, dyeing him a layer of gold rim for the strangely shaped earthen house.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Xie let out a long breath, and then walked slowly towards the earthen house. He didn't go in. He just knelt down outside and gave three heads solemnly.

"I actually always wanted to say thank you ..."

Fang Jie straightened up, and his brow was slightly red.

"Although when you look at me in the red sleeves, there is disgust in your eyes, but I know that what you dislike is what is in my body, not me. Then you drank me half a pot of pear blossoms and suppressed it for me The poisonous Gu in the body. You want to drink pear flower brewing because you do n’t want me to owe you a favor. Although it seems that my life is only worth the half pot of pear flower stuffing, but I know the weight of the half pot wine How heavy."

"Later, people have said that you are my master, and I am your disciple, because I have never denied selfishness, but I will never think about it, how good would it be if you were my master? I do n’t know how I am. There may be such an idea, perhaps because you are taking a river and lake road that I cannot walk up to. I have rivers and lakes in my heart, but the rivers and lakes are outside me. "

"This place is called Suzakuyama, and Suzaku can be reborn in the fire ... I would rather believe that you flew to another place with the fire that burned into the sky. Whether you are Xiang Qingzheng or Yang Qi, you are unique. You. I have been thinking about what kind of way to commemorate you ... until now I have come to realize that you should not like others to remember you in this way? "

Fang Jie knocked on the head again, every time it was heavy.

"But I have to find a way to keep you out of memory, because you have nothing left ..."

Fang Jie stood up and turned back to Nie Xiaoju in the distance: "Starting today, a black finch is embroidered on the black battle flag."

Although Nie Xiaoju didn't understand it, he nodded heavily.

"Well"

Fang Xie turned to the crowd, his face calmed down.

"are you alright?"

Sang Sai looked at him and asked.

Fang Xie looked back at the strange black crystal-like building and said seriously: "Here ... will become a holy place."

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Jiangbei

Overnight, the emperor and his party in a small Taoist temple, sixty miles north of the ruins of Firefox, have fallen asleep. The remaining dozens of guards still stand outside the house where the emperor sleeps, even if they are alive. Personally, almost all of them carry injuries.

Looking out of the room from the outside, you can see a black figure standing in motion standing there motionless.

That was Su Wuwei, watching the emperor in a daze by the edge of Tu Kang.

Zhang Zhenren had a drink with the Taoist lord in another small courtyard. The lord of the Taoist prince did not know that the person in front of him was a figure like the ancestor and master of Taoism.After leaving Firefox City, I don't know why Zhang Zhenren took off his robe and put on an ordinary commoner.

"Sir, look at your good talk, can you ask a question?"

The Taoist priest with a thin face and a goatee asked Zhang Zhenren: "Because Guanli's collection of books is really pitiful, and I don't know any knowledgeable Confucian to solve my doubts, something has bothered me for a long time.

"You said"

Zhang Zhenren took a sip of cheap sorghum liquor and looked up at the sky.

"You have been looking at the sky, and you must have studied the astrology. The ancient books record that there are four gods in the world, one is the green dragon, the other is the white tiger, the one is the sparrow, and the one is Xuanwu. It is difficult to determine its root cause. There are mountain lakes named after these four gods in many places, but no one can tell what the allusions are. Is it true that these four gods existed thousands of years ago? , But because of somehow faults in future generations, even this legend is no longer complete? "

"How do you think of this?"

Zhang Zhenren asked with a smile.

"bored"

The Taoist said a little embarrassedly: "I am pretending to be in the temple all day, and the days are repeated boring day by day, so I have to find something for myself, and the longest fun is to find the answer. I read it There are no records of the four gods in the Taoist classics, and there are few legends in the folk. "

"Four Gods ..."

Zhang Zhenren raised his head and pointed to the West: "It is said that the first person to call this name was a horoscope. He said that there was a white tiger over there ... Lord Qixi."

He pointed to the guide again: "There is a Suzaku ... Lord of the Seventh Southern ..."

Just when he said this, his eyes suddenly changed, and his eyes stayed in the South for a long time without moving away.The Taoist saw his face was different, but he did not dare to ask what happened, because he found sadness in the old man's expression.

Zhang Zhenren stood up and sprinkled the inferior wine in his hand on the ground: "There will never be another day in the world ... go away."

Chang'an City

Red sleeve

After falling asleep, the thrush suddenly awakened from the dream, and did not know what she thought or dreamed about, it was all sweat.She stood up violently and ran to the window to push the window away, and vigorously went south to see what she wanted to see through the night.There was no bound of panic and terror in her heart for no reason, as if the heart was as uncomfortable as someone grabbed it by hand.

She wanted to cry, but did not know whether she was scared by the dream or what she really saw.

At this moment, she suddenly found that on the opposite street, under the moonlight, there was a lanky old man standing there, raising his head and looking to the south.

"What do you want to tell me!"

She shouted like crazy.

The old man on the street didn't look at it, just responded lightly: "Come on, you can't wait for him here."

Qingle Mountain

One view

Xiang Qingniu, who just fell asleep with Mo Ningzhi because of his spiritual practice, fell asleep, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, for no reason.He subconsciously rubbed it, then snorted and said, "Fuck solution, your future maid's Daoye I have a heartache, I will get the debt back with you sooner or later, hum!"

After the scolding, it still hurts.

It hurts as if someone in my heart has gone away.

Then Xiang Qingniu felt a cold on the back of his hand and found that he didn't know where it fell from. A drop of water fell on the back of his hand. He rubbed his sour eyes and found out that he was crying.

but

Why cry?

Why is it sad?

Inexplicably, he suddenly remembered a sentence he had stolen from the second brother a long time ago: "If I can become a star, I will let the world shine forever."

Jiangnan

Standing in the yard and looking at the moon, Luo Yao suddenly changed his eyes, then he couldn't help laughing, and said three times: "Okay, very good, very good."

PS: I originally thought that I would write four chapters today to make up for the shortfall, but the two chapters are too hard to write anymore.Just three more, it's the end today, very good.