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    The slightly cold air flowed out from Shi Wuluo's fingertips again and again, continuously, brushing over the wound again and again. The wound actually stopped hurting just now, and the slight cold air seemed to deceive the nerves and isolate the pain... This man came in a hurry, and at the moment of life and death, he drew his knife crazy and ruthless, as if he could cut the world open.

    The person who can cut the world apart remembers that the other person hates pain the most before swinging the knife.

    Qiu Bodeng turned his face sideways and looked at the school of fish swimming in the sky of Licheng.

    ………………

    All gloom was dispelled, and the whole city was bathed in unprecedented splendor.

    Hundreds of millions of squid hovered in the sky of the city, every fish and every scale was doing its best to shine. They hovered together like patches of sunset glow in the sky. Finally, the sunset glow gathered around a center and spun rapidly, and thousands of rainbow lights radiated from the swirling fish array, like a dazzling sun rising into the sky.

    The metallic fish scales collided, as if a million iron strings were being plucked together, as if a million copper bells were being struck together.

    Like a million people singing and roaring together.

    Elder Tao's sword stopped at Zhou Ziyan's throat, but it was not able to pierce for a long time.

    The wind was blowing four times, and Zhou Ziyan staggered to his knees and fell to the ground, looking up at the sky, and suddenly burst into tears.

    All Licheng people fell to their knees and looked up at the sky.

    All burst into tears.

    They heard the singing from Licheng a hundred years ago.

    That is the song of the heroic soul of the ancestors.

    A hundred years later, people finally understood what they were singing.

    They sing that life does not have to be expected, and that they sing to die without fear. The city and people live only for one breath. So a hundred years ago, the Taiyu clan killed Shenli, and a million people got up in anger, a million people did not care about their lives, and a million city people and a million soldiers. Men and women, old and young, wielding swords and swords, rushed towards the aloof shepherd.

    It is so fierce, so sad.

    This is Licheng.

    A city without tiles, only broken pieces of jade.

    However, who is the one who let it shatter?

    Zuo Yuesheng subconsciously took two steps towards Zhou Ziyan, then stopped. Elder Tao's sword fell slowly and could no longer be raised.

    It is the way of heaven that is not well-rounded, and it is the grievances and sufferings.

    It is Bai Shi, it is Taiyu.

    Yes……

    Shanhai Pavilion.

    ………………

    "You didn't lie to me," Qiu Bodeng's voice was very soft, drowned out by Li Yu's dying song, "Licheng... It's really beautiful."

    He did like the city.

    "Do you want to see the sunrise?"

    Shi Wu Luo didn't look at the crying city people, nor the magnificent fish like a dream, but just raised his eyes to look at Qiu Bodeng.

    Qiu Bodeng turned to look at him.

    "do you want to see?"

    He repeated it again.

    Chapter 41 Sunshine, Earth and Rain

    Silver grey.

    The colors of the high sky, snow ridges and ice lakes, such light and light colors, whether the scenery is good or the people, are clearly reflected when they fall in.

    Qiu Bodeng looked away and lowered his eyelashes.

    "OK."

    When the word "Okay" came out, Qiu Bodeng was stunned for a moment, and for a moment, it seemed as if the wind was blowing across his face. That is the wind from the high sky, passing over the ancient snow ridges, passing over the ice lake, there are so many whispers hidden in the wind, endless thoughts, and distant songs.

    There is indeed singing.

    Shi Wu Luo stood up straight, his robe sleeves fluttering up and down in the wind.

    By himself, he sang a Wu Zhuzhu song that was so ancient that it seemed that it could be traced all the way back to the time when the heavens and the earth were not divided.

    Four-character sentence, two sentences in one sentence, obscure and prosperous, rhythm is clear. There are no auxiliary sacrificers, no worshipers, it is not like the sacrifice to the sky in Licheng, nor is it like the blood sacrifice of Zucheng, the attitude towards the universe of heaven and earth, neither bowing nor flattering, is just a narrative. He holds a knife and kills as fierce as a ghost, but his singing is as clear as the first snow.

    Blessings rise from the ground and rise through the clouds.

    high altitude.

    The dark clouds are rushing fast, and the discs of day and night are turned by the wind, and the chains of age are twisted.

    when

    The majestic bronze bells are deafening.

    Cheng Zhu Sili Zhou Ziyan's whole body trembled, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the city gate from which the voice came.

    "The clock... is the clock ringing?"

    He muttered to himself, and in the next moment he got up desperately and stumbled towards the city gate. He thought he was running wild, but in fact his pace was not much faster than that of the elderly. He didn't realize it, he just cried out in ecstasy and in disbelief.

    "The bell is ringing!"

    It was the sound of the Four Square Bells.

    It is the horn of heaven and earth!

    The city gate slammed open, and the breeze from the southeast roared, pouring into the entire lush city, filling the sleeves of everyone who stumbled and ran. The first person to arrive at the city gate cried and laughed, and fell to the ground, followed by the second, third... Kneeling all at once.

    A long-awaited red light broke through the thick miasma fog, laying across the ground outside Licheng, and the ridges of the mountains galloped in the light.

    After a hundred years, they finally saw the shadow of the mountain again and the sun that was about to burst out.

    "sun!!!"

    The old man shouted loudly, as if he was going to use up all the strength of his life, his thin chest vibrated violently in the sound, his ribs heaving.

    "It's the sun!"

    The huge sun wheel broke free from the ridge and leaped high!

    The red gold paved the ground and pushed forward, the miasma fog quickly subsided in the splendor, and the dry paddy fields saw the sun one by one.The sunlight reached the city gate in an instant, and thousands of blazing suns passed through the crowd and plated bronze statues of men, women and children. Their shadows were elongated and cast on the street.

    Everyone's eyes were stinging from the sun and were flushed with tears.

    No one is willing to close their eyes.

    "sunrise."

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