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The last world 5
When Zhou Yan and Gu Yanxi were taken to get them the necessary equipment to enter the Sword Sect, Zhou Bai also had something to deal with.
As a person who has just become an elder of the Sword Sect, in addition to re-acquiring the waist badge that symbolizes his status, he also has to leave the mountain where Qingyuan is located, live in an independent mountain and residence, and use some alchemy furnaces and Belonging also requires redistribution and attribution.
It stands to reason that such a complicated process would take at least a month to complete even at the earliest.
However, under Qing Shu's special "care", basically everything was ready not long after he came down the mountain, and Zhou Bai only needed to pick up his brand new storage ring. Everything else needed has basically been arranged.
However, there are some necessary etiquette forms that cannot be skipped.
For example, the ceremony will be held three months later.
According to the original plot of this plane, this ceremony should be the last calm before the storm.
However, if we go by Zhou Bai's personal experience - the ceremony itself was already a storm.
Zhou Bai lowered his eyes and looked at his palm carefully. Dappled warm yellow light danced on his palms through the gaps between the leaves, jumping from fingertips to another. He grasped it weakly, and then let go slumpedly, as if this would allow the sunshine to stay forever.
This is a pair of hands that are naturally suitable for holding a sword.
He forgot who once described him like this.
However, now Zhou Bai really wants to correct the person who said that.
These hands are obviously more suitable for being stained with blood, aren't they? Whether it's someone else's or your own, the warm and scarlet blood flows gently through the space, soaking into the skin, waiting for the fresh vitality to be slowly taken away, and then quickly drying up and peeling off, turning into black blood solidified on the skin. Red mark.
The feeling of fresh life passing through your fingers, as long as you experience it once, you will never forget it. Just like the blood on the palm of your hand, it can never be washed away. It will be hidden deep in the skin, eager for the next baptism of blood. Waiting to be awakened next time, and then slowly and ferociously begin to plunder again.
Zhou Bai took a deep breath.
It is undeniable that he felt cowardly and guilty the first time. The blood that could not be washed away was like the guilt attached to his bones, as if it was an indelible scar on his soul, permanently entangled and tormenting his soul.
Until he gradually became numb and became accustomed to it.
——Then he began to enjoy this feeling.
Zhou Bai lowered his hands, and a smile appeared on his lips. It was warm and gentle, but it was so weird that it made one's hair stand on end.
You see, in the long reincarnation, he also became a monster.
In the distance, Zhou Yan and Gu Yanxi came out of the tower wearing brand new cyan blouses. This was the uniform uniform of the junior inner disciples of the Sword Sect. Zhou Bai watched the two people approaching slowly, and his face recovered. He looked calm before, with dark pupils as dark as water. He handed each of them a teleportation talisman and said:
"Use your spiritual power to inject it into the spell, and then it will be teleported to your current residence. Then someone will send the Sword Sect's primary mental method into your room."
"Thank you, Master." They both bowed and bowed. When they raised their heads again, they found that there was no one in front of them.
Zhou Bai, who had disappeared, stood aside and watched as the two men used their spiritual power to drive the spells and disappeared one after another, with an unknown light flashing in his dark eyes.
He wanted to see what this ceremony would look like after he reversed the time and space of this plane.
Or rather, how many times is this reincarnation?
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Xiaobai disappeared and followed Gu Yanxi.
It didn’t say hello to Zhou Bai.
From the first time he saw Gu Yanxi, Xiaobai felt that subconsciously, there was something secretly pulling between them, floating on its psychological warning line like a force majeure.
That unknown sense of connection made Xiaobai feel very uncomfortable.
It tried to stay in Zhou Bai's sea of ??consciousness and block his own perception, but the feeling never disappeared, and even got worse.
Maybe it’s because of the system?
Xiaobai had a vague feeling in his heartThe persona is sometimes for disguise. It has seen his graceful side many times, but it has never been as pure and bright as this time, like the first snow in winter, like a sharp new sword blade.
Xu Bai seemed to have heard something and turned around to look back. After seeing that the person who came was Zhou Yan, the handsome and handsome facial features that were as clear as a god suddenly came to life. The originally unearthly face seemed to be tainted with a bit of freehand fireworks, and the cold aura that was alienating him from thousands of miles away calmed down, and he felt deeply. The dark eyes softened, and the corners of his lips curled into a slight arc.
The whole person seemed to be glowing, completely attracting Xiaobai's attention.
It almost makes her cry.
…In its impression, Zhou Bai had a bloody sneer, a smile with hidden sarcasm, and even a crazy laughbut he had never shown such a warm and pure smile.
But before it could do anything, the picture suddenly disappeared, and another piece of data began to deconstruct. The disintegrated lines spread out and reorganized, the color blocks spliced, the light and shadow disappeared, and another picture slowly changed from virtual to virtual. The reality appears before its eyes.
Unlike the previous picture, this one is cold and broken.
The whole scene seemed to be shrouded in an ominous atmosphere.
It was a sea of ??black and red. The dark and cold haze is spreading with no end in sight, and the dazzling bright red is slowly covering the darkness, cold and dark, and so hot that it seems to burn the eyeballs.
In the midst of black and red, there is only one striking point of paleness.
The pale body is stretched and stretched, and the black hair is quietly spread on the undulating texture. The strong visual impact is almost suffocating.
???????????????????????????????????:???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The texture was healing slowly on one side, and tearing at a faster rate on the other side.
It was only then that Xiaobai realized that the seemingly endless dark haze was the dried blood, and the scarlet that gradually covered it was the blood that continued to flow.
What's this……?
Unspeakable shock hit it, making it almost suffocate. Xiao Bai's mind was in a mess, and he could only move forward desperately, but in the next second, the picture fell apart and disappeared without a trace.
Xiaobai stared at the vastness in front of him in despair, his mind went blank, but the data did not give it the slightest time to react. The next section of data began to deconstruct and reshape, and the spreading lines and color blocks made another section of the picture come alive. .
The mountains and rocks are rugged and the bamboos are green.
The towering mountain gate is majestic.
The familiar scenery was dyed beyond recognition by the same familiar bright red.
The mountain stone engraved with the word "Sword Sect" was now broken and fell slumped. The strokes full of sword intent fell apart as the stone surface shattered, and were scattered sadly in the pool of blood.
Broken limbs and broken bodies were piled up messily in front of the mountain gate like pale dolls. Deep marks carved by the sharp sword energy were everywhere on the land, and green bamboos and grass blades were also dyed from blue. The dark red color of the blood was like hell on earth, too horrible to look at.
It all seems to be just a false picture that is exaggerated to the point of cruelty. There is no sound, no breeze, just a terrifying silence.
This scene is a little longer than Xiaobai imagined.
It tries to search for signs of life here. From Jian Zong, to the entire mountain peak, to the entire mortal world there is nothing. Xiaobai looked at this result in disbelief and began to expand his search scope. The devil world the fairy world everything
A vital sign suddenly appeared in Xiaobai's consciousness.
It changed the space it was in and jumped to the place where the vital signs were.
On the high cliff, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. A man stood in a pool of blood with his back to Xiao Bai.
Black hair, white clothes.
But the clothes were dyed dark red by layers of blood, and the slender fingertips under the sleeves were soaked in rich blood. It dripped down the sharp sword body, and the drops gathered into a new pool of blood.
The man turned his head.
The ferocious and crazy smile is almost frightening. The blood spread in the eyes as dark as a deep pool, with an almost cruel innocence.
…He became the person Xiaobai was familiar with. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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