Even he could smell the blood in the wind.

Dark and cold.

I don't know the direction, and my strength is lost a little bit.

Consciousness becomes blurred and gradually sinks.

The jade pendant engraved with the "Listening to God" formation lit up in the water.

Senior Brother Zeng Qing's hoarse voice entered his ears.

Nine candles, do not return to the sect.

Master is dead...

A bang in his ears, a shock in his mind. At the moment when the last trace of gas disappeared, the dark seabed opened a pair of red gold eyes.

Deep sea dragon chirping.

………………………………

The jade pendant that sank into the dark was pulled by an invisible force and flew out of the sea.

into a plain white hand.

"Alo, look."

The goddess, with white hair and red clothes, sits high in the clouds, overlooking the Western Continent.

"This dragon is so beautiful."

Xizhou beacon is rising.

Unprecedented monster riots, the city beasts who were friendly to people suddenly went mad, bloody cannibals. Yuncheng, Whale City, Crane City, Qianlai City, Crocodile City, Stone Elephant City... The beacon fires of the thirty-six cities are connected into a zigzag line, looking down from a high altitude, like a long scarlet dragon with its head to the northwest.

He opened his mouth to swallow the wind.

Shi Wu Luo lowered his hand and pointed down with five fingers, covering the peaks where the beast-fighting sect master sect was located.

"No hurry," Qiu Bodeng held his wrist, with beautiful black pupils as innocent as a child, but also as cold as a child, "Wait a minute."

The beacon was imprinted in his eyes.

Ants are born.

Chapter 152

Shi Wuluo withdrew his hand.

He doesn't care more about the beacon fire below than Qiu Bodeng, or in other words, he doesn't care what the whole world will look like at all.

Looking down from the extremely high clouds, the land of Xizhou is spread out evenly, and the white lines in the northwest corner are constantly approaching the mountains and rivers. These tides surged past, easily engulfing the cities on both sides of the river.

But it doesn't matter.

It can be completely rotten or completely burnt.

Shi Wuluo didn't care at all.

As long as Qiu Bodeng can not care.

"Why did your clothes catch fire?"

Qiu Bodeng took his eyes back, turned to look at Shi Wuluo, suddenly stretched out his hand to pull at the hem of his clothes, his fair fingers slowly slid across his sleeves, and the silver-gray halo of the stars floated up, like a fire scorching a piece of rice paper cotton. , the charcoal dust flying from the edge. As his fingertips passed, dark lines of mountains and rivers appeared on the blood coat.

"...It's also a dragon."

Texture light floats.

Like mountains and rivers.

"Um."

Shi Wuluo responded and looked down at his sleeves, not surprised.

——The body that Qiu Bodeng spent countless energy refining for him disintegrated twelve years ago, and now his body is just an illusion. The real him is the mountain, the river, the phoenix, the snow, and everything in the twelve continents. Heaven and earth are his body, Haihe is his clothes, and Zhoucheng is the splendid embroidery on his clothes.

It's just that Shi Wuluo doesn't like this shirt.

Usually let blood and magic barrier cover it.

The coldness in Qiu Bodeng's black eyes dissipated cleanly, and he lowered his head, tracing the bright and dark red on the teacher Wu Luoyi's clothes. When he bowed his head, his skin surrounded by red clothes was as white as ice porcelain, and he suddenly looked very young, like a pure, dust-free, ignorant young man.

Fingertips swept across the dragon's tail, and flipped through it two or three times.

Seeing that the dark fire was only burning and had no effect at all, Qiu Bodeng seemed to realize the best thing, and clapped his hands: "It's great!"

He was happy and only said that it was good, but did not say why.

In an instant, it seemed that all the living beings under the sea of ​​​​clouds were left behind.

Shi Wuluo held his wrist and clasped his fingers in his palm, confirming that Xizhou's beacon fire really failed to touch him.

These days, Qiu Bodeng's thoughts and emotions have completely turned into an uncontrollable vortex.

Suddenly ecstatic, suddenly closed, and sometimes just like just now, can indifferently and cruelly watch the struggles and deaths of thousands of people. Sometimes, he is as innocent as a child, staring at a piece of snow and weeping silently, just because he sees a kind of unparalleled beauty in the crystal branches of the six icicles.

And at that moment, Shi Wu Luo stared at his tearful eyelashes.

Also saw unparalleled beauty.

At the beginning, Qiu Bodeng walked into the Great Wilderness, and in order to bring him back when he was unconscious, he completely opened his consciousness to him. Through the chain connected by the soul, Shi Wuluo hears what he hears and sees what he sees.

In the eyes of Qiu Bodeng, the world is distorted, transformed, and false.

Weird.

Sometimes, whether words or graphics, suddenly lose all meaning in Qiu Bodeng's eyes, leaving only twisted lines and stretched colors. With a sense of touch that even gods and demons cannot reach, he abstracts directly to the essence of this world. Mountains, rivers, winters, snow, flying flowers and old trees have all disappeared, leaving only vertical and horizontal lines of latitude and longitude, and the trajectory of sun and moon turnover and sinking.

as well as……

a clock.

A celestial clock with the curved sky as the end plate, the rotating stars as the scale, the tenth and the twelfth month as the needles, and the four-hour wind as the gears.

The first time saw the celestial clock with countless stars spinning and countless latitudes and longitudes intertwined, Shi Wuluo only felt the endless wind pouring into his chest, blowing his ribs, hitting his heart... He remembered, falling demon In the 12 years since entering the desert, all the vague memories.

For Shi Wuluo himself, the memory of falling into the wilderness has always been hazy and vague, like a nightmare that cannot be recalled.

Even if he wakes up later and goes back to his memories, apart from the endless evil spirits and filth, he won't be able to recall much.Qiu Bodeng didn't want him to recall those things. After he brought him back from the Great Wilderness, except for the time he had to fall asleep in Baigongzhuang to absorb the demonic energy, he always directed him to do this and that, as if to find fault, without stopping for a moment..Shi Wuluo followed his wishes and never thought about those days after he woke up.