Chapter 2352 Goodbye Cang Yan
In the void.
The Daxingluan Monk's face turned red, his eyes glared, he pinched his waist with one hand, and pointed at the Demon Emperor's Blood River opposite him with the Great Compassion Fan in his other hand. He was so aggressive that he wanted to fight to the death with the Demon Emperor's Blood River. .
To this.
Demon Emperor Xuehe was speechless, and his abyss-like eyes revealed a deep helplessness.
In addition to helplessness, Xiruo also has a very complicated color, like sympathy, but also like feeling ridiculous.
Discovering that Demon Emperor Xuehe had a rather strange expression, Daxing Luan Monk seemed to have realized something. He couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally twice. He took a deep breath, emboldened himself, and then calmed down. He slowly turned around and looked over.
It didn't matter what he looked at. It almost frightened Daxing Luan Monk so much that he almost fainted.
A pavilion appeared behind him at some point.
That's right.
It's just a pavilion.
In this mysterious and vast void of Kan Palace, this pavilion that suddenly appeared seemed out of place.
The base of the pavilion looks like a black and white flower blooming. When it blooms, it is like the yin and yang intersecting, which looks very mysterious.
Four patterns are carved on the four long pillars of the pavilion, one is like a green dragon, one is like a white tiger, one is like a basalt, and one is like a red bird. The patterns are lifelike, as if they have the mark of life.
The top of the pavilion is like a sky, with the sun, moon and countless stars inside.
This pavilion appeared out of thin air, standing here, blooming with a faint brilliance, and avoiding the turbulence of the surrounding space.
There are two women inside the pavilion.
One of the women was wearing a black dress, her long hair was tied up high, she was beautiful and dignified.
This is a stunningly beautiful woman.
Her beauty is stunning, charming and touching, her beauty is diverse, and her beauty is peerless.
Her temperament is unparalleled. It is as divine and bright as the sun, but also as dark and quiet as the moon in the night sky.
Her existence is mysterious and ethereal, like the Nine Heavenly Gods or the Nine Netherworld gods and demons. It is virtual and real, true and false, making it difficult for people to see clearly, and it also gives people a very unreal feeling.
Although her frown and smile may seem random, she is like a queen descending from the sky, extremely noble and awe-inspiring.
She was sitting on a stone bench, leaning on a long green dragon pillar, looking a little lazy, holding a white jade cup with half a glass of wine in it, a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, and a pair of charming eyes that were full of smiles. He looked at the mad monk without a smile.
Next to him, there was a woman.
A girl to be precise.
The girl looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a white dress, with long hair hanging naturally behind her, sitting barefoot on a stone bench casually. .
This is a very ordinary girl.
Really ordinary.
There is no shining point in the girl's body. Ordinary ones are like weeds on the grassland. Ordinary ones are like water droplets in the sea. Even more ordinary ones are like a grain of dust in this world, insignificant, as if closed. After seeing her, I can no longer remember her appearance.
The appearance is so.
The eyes are like this.
This is especially true for people.
Every hair on his body seemed to be ordinary, as if he was inseparable from the ever-changing emptiness of the palace.
She is like the void, changing all the time. Even if she is standing there quietly at this moment, it feels unreal and dreamlike.
Looking at the two women in the pavilion.
The daxinglun monk here seemed to have been struck by lightning, his face was pale, he was dizzy, and he was swaying, as if he could not even stand still.
He was originally so aggressive, but the moment he turned around, he softened like a deflated rubber ball.
I was scared.
I was scared out of my wits.
Because the two women sitting in the pavilion were the two beings he was most afraid of, feared, and least wanted to see in his life.
One is the master of Langya Cave, Cang Yan.
The legendary woman of Dahuang is also a queen of the avenue.
She is both the Queen of Immortals and the Queen of Demons, and she is the only unparalleled Queen of Immortals and Demons in this world.
That girl is no one else.
According to the legend, she knows the past and future, controls destiny and cause and effect, deduce the universe, and understands the mystery of heaven and earth. She is the incarnation of cause and effect, the messenger of destiny. She is an unknown person from ancient times. She is omniscient and is regarded as a god by all the worlds. woman.
The Daxing Mad Monk never expected to meet Eternal Wuming and Cangyan here.
What's more, he didn't expect that it would be when he was yelling at Eternal Wuming and Cangyan.
At this moment, the Daxing Demented Monk was stunned, completely stupid, standing in the void like a Buddha statue.
before.
The crazy monk doesn't understand.
I don’t understand why people commit suicide.
Now he understands.
The moment he saw Eternal Wuming and Cangyan, he had an epiphany.
Because at this moment he also had an impulse, an impulse to commit suicide.
That kind of regret, that kind of fear, that kind of helplessness, that kind of frustration, that kind of bewilderment, that kind of despair, that kind of despair, and many other complex emotions all came out at once, and the Daxing Demented Monk felt that he was My life is extremely dark, and I can't see any light at all, not even a little bit.
He wanted to die.
He didn't even know what to do except die.
It seems that only death can provide relief.
If the current Daxingluo Monk is his true form, he really wants to kill himself, be liberated, and no longer suffer from these useless things.
The issue is.
Now he is not the real body of the deity, but an external incarnation. In other words, even if he kills himself in this external incarnation, he cannot truly be freed.
Not only is there no real relief, what awaits him may be even more excruciating pain.
He could even imagine that if he really killed himself in front of Eternal Wuming and Cang Yan, then he would never be able to hold his head up again.
Originally, he was already a coward in front of Eternal Wuming and Cang Yan. If he committed suicide in front of them, he would really become a coward.
What's more, besides Eternal Wuming and Cang Yan, Demon Emperor Blood River is also here.
He didn't want Demon Emperor Xuehe to look down on him.
no!
Never commit suicide!
Absolutely not!
No matter how cowardly and aggrieved she is, no matter how aggrieved she is, she cannot commit suicide in front of them. Otherwise, she will really not be able to hold her head high and live a good life in the future.
only……
What should I do if I don't commit suicide?
Escape?
What's the difference between turning around and running away when seeing Eternal Nameless and Cangyan, like a mouse seeing a cat? It's not much better to turn around and run away when seeing them. .
Even if you give up your face and turn around to run away, the key is can you run away?
The answer is yes.
Can't run.
He tried.
In the past, he fell into Cang Yan's trap, was humiliated by Cang Yan in front of him, and was beaten again and again without success. In the end, he had no choice but to run away. The Daxing crazy monk thought he had run away, but later he realized that he did not run away at all, but jumped into the trap. Cang Yan had laid a trap long ago, and then she was beaten and humiliated again...
I can’t kill myself, and I can’t run away, so what should I do?
beat?
The crazy monk gave up without even thinking about it.
He and Cang Yan fought four times in total, and each time he was beaten while hanging. The beating was so severe that he couldn't help but tremble when he heard the word Cang Yan, even if he didn't want to see Cang Yan.
In the pavilion.
Cang Yan sat lazily on the stone bench leaning against the long green dragon pillar, supporting her head with one hand and holding an exquisite white jade cup with the other. There was an intriguing smile on her beautiful face, and she was seen shaking her hand. He picked up the white jade cup and said softly: "Wu Ming, I thought I heard him scolding you just now. The scolding was very unpleasant, as if he called you a little bitch..."
beside.
Eternal Wuming seemed like an extremely ordinary girl. She was sitting upright on the stone bench, her head lowered, and she was flipping through an ancient book. She responded: "I seem to have heard her scolding you too, and she was scolding you very much." It sounds ugly, like calling you a crazy bitch..."
The two voices came.
The crazy monk was about to collapse.
He could tell that Eternal Wuming and Cang Yan deliberately told him.
Da Xing Luo Monk might not be able to imagine what Eternal Wuming would do, but he had a deep understanding of Cang Yan's methods.
what to do?
Do you want to bow your head and beg for mercy?
Although it was a bit embarrassing and embarrassing to give in and beg for mercy, it was better than suffering Cang Yan's methods.
This crazy woman has a heart of snakes and scorpions, and her methods will be as vicious as possible. The mad monk has already tasted the feeling of being tortured several times, and he doesn't want to taste it again.
or.
Just give it a try?
Lower your head and admit your weakness. If you really can't do it anymore, kneel down and beg for mercy?
Monk Da Xing was hesitant.
He was not afraid of being embarrassed, he was afraid that even if he bowed his head and surrendered, even if he knelt down and begged for mercy, he might not be able to pass this test.
He was neither offended nor offended before. He didn't even know how he provoked Cang Yan, but he was tortured to death by Cang Yan.
Now that he was calling her a crazy bitch and a bitch in front of her, Daxingluo Seng thought that simply bowing his head and giving in would be impossible to make amends for.
The thoughts of the great monk with epilepsy were like lightning.
I have been thinking about how to get past this level.
He thought of many ways and possibilities, but in the end no matter how he thought about it, he felt that he could not pass this level.
In the end, the mad monk gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and simply gave up. He accepted his fate.
Kill or behead, whatever!
This time Da Xing Madang took the risk.
Now that he has decided to risk his life, he no longer compromises as he did before, and simply goes hard. Anyway, he is going to die, so instead of dying in cowardice and suffering, it is better to fight to the death vigorously!
Think of this.
The mad monk Daxing took a deep breath, as if to cheer himself up, calmed down, stared at Cang Yan, mustered up his courage, and shouted: "You heard it right, I just scolded you two! What the hell!" Did you not hear it clearly? Do you want me to repeat it again?”
The monk Daxing snorted coldly, straightening his back as straight as he wanted, and said disdainfully: "In front of Xuehe, I dare to scold you, but in front of you, I still dare to scold you!"