Chapter 1929: My Husband Has Not Returned and My Eyebrows Have Turned White

Ji Yanru's beautiful figure shattered like glass.

The mirror that fell towards Jiang Wang again, and the mirror surface also began to have dense spider-web-like cracks.

And on the moon, the only body left of Ji Lanxian also began to crack!

Like a not-so-fine, red porcelain, it was about to be reduced to slag and swept into the dust.

Even if it was the treasure of the ancient demon court, the supreme treasure that helped the ancient demon emperor to rule the world and restrain the great demons. Even if it had been dedicated to slaying dragons for thousands of years, sacrificing others in exchange for absolute suppression of the dragon clan, it was not an easy task to strip Ji Lanxian's dragon body and even take Ji Lanxian away.

Ji Yanru broke first, the red makeup mirror broke later, and Ji Lanxian broke again.

Why did Fu Hai say at that time, "Now we are together forever."

Because he had seen his own ending.

Seeing that he and Ji Yanru would be broken together.

From the beginning to the end, facing Ji Yanru who came out of the red makeup mirror, intent on seizing the body and reflecting the dragon, until the road to transcendence was cut off, the perfect Taoist body was stripped away, and even the human body was broken, he could not make any useful resistance.

Or he didn't want to, or he couldn't.

Or only he knew.

As the peerless genius of the sea clan, he took the risk and hid in the human race to study. Yu Zhen risked his life and sneaked into the world to seek the fusion of dragons and monsters. It was almost the same!

He didn't dare to go to those big and famous families in the world, so he could only ask some mediocre people, but he was able to learn by analogy and master hundreds of schools.

He became a derivative Tao with his human body, and he also understood the magical power. He used the secret realm of Tianfu to ripen the mirror flowers and water moons. He calculated the time for Gao Jie to rise, raised the twin flowers and attracted the twin flowers, used the false to cultivate the true, and at the critical moment, his achievements could be comparable to the human race's true monarch who once covered the sea...

He expected everything, just waiting for this last step, and really took this last step--

But it was all in vain!

At this moment, he thought a lot.

The spiritual wisdom awakened on a night when the world-destroying thunder was raging. The lightning of tens of thousands of miles devoured everything, and he was lucky enough to tremble outside the range of the lightning.

He saw the charred corpses of his fellow tribesmen almost covering the sea surface, and the sight was gray and black layers.

He saw the lightning hit the seabed, breaking the crust, and the magma gushed out, drowning many sea people who had no time to escape, and finally cooled and solidified, turning into a mountain.

That was when his spiritual wisdom was first awakened and he became a sea person for the first time, which could also be regarded as his rebirth. And the sea gave him a grand birthday celebration.

He will never forget that fear!

If he had not come to the human race, with his peerless talent, he could have achieved greatness. But if the sea race cannot truly learn from the human race and understand the human race, they will never win a breathing space and will never be able to fight back to the world.

In the past, the demon court was rampant, and the human race was slaves, servants, minions, and blood food. They crawled for knowledge, learned from the demons, and finally controlled the demons.

Now the human race suppresses the heavens and the worlds, and the sea race lives in the sea. It is difficult to survive, so how can they close the door and wait for death?

He is the most proud of the sea race, innovating magic, promoting wise teachers, and optimizing the system.

He also wants to become the most peerless of the human race. Starting from a human body recognized by the world and with top talents, he has done so many things, and killing Ji Yanru with his own hands is just one of them.

Although he has learned from the human race and the sea race, there is no perfect match in the world... He can only make a choice.

This is how he came all the way.

Everyone who is qualified to move towards greatness must be a person who firmly believes in himself. They all must have consistent ideals and determination to overcome all obstacles.

But at this moment, he asked himself, has he ever regretted it?

He is always working hard, thinking, and exploring. He is always learning, practicing, and strengthening himself.

He has lived for such a long time, but now thinking about it, there are very few memories worth chewing. And the most vivid fragments are his most cruel proof...

At this time, he heard a strange sound.

This sound is actually not strange, it is nothing more than a sharp blade entering the flesh. But it is indeed strange to him, because he has always killed people, why would anyone kill him? !

Ji Lan first lowered his head in disbelief, and the first thing he saw was a pair of red-gold eyes, from bottom to top, that gaze seemed to penetrate like a long sword.

Of course, he could see that there was a shadow of the secret "Qianyang Eyes" of the Great Yang Royal Family.

Of course, he recognized that the one who pierced his heart with a sword at this time was the kid who used his body as a carrier to cover Ji Yanru's approach. It was the kid who said loudly that Ji Yanru was not haggard at all, and was very beautiful, absolutely beautiful, and perfect!

Little Shenlin! Little Shenlin...

Perhaps he was trapped in memories and couldn't extricate himself, perhaps the shattering of the path of transcendence also took away his will, perhaps the process of the dragon body peeling off and the human body collapsing was too painful. In short, Ji Lanxian was stunned for a moment before raising his palm, but there was only a blue cloud mark in front of him, and only a sword wound on his body... He came and left!

I am Fu Hai, I am Ji Lanxian!

I have climbed to the top three times, and all three bodies have evolved.

I have embarked on the path of transcendence, and I am only one step away from greatness.

You are just a Shenlin...

How dare you? !

Looking at the human kid constantly retreating, constantly moving his position, and calmly looking for a chance to fight, Ji Lanxian was surprised and felt a little ridiculous. The yellow-mouthed child wants to fight?

In the huge sense of weightlessness in the human body, he immediately controlled his balance and spread out his five fingers.

Even though he has fallen from the Dao of Derivatives, even though he only has the Real Reality of the Cave, even though his cultivation is still falling, his understanding of fighting is definitely not comparable to that of any Divine Cultivator.

He opened his five fingers slightly, and was about to crush this reckless young man to death like crushing an ant, and teach him the truth of keeping his eyes open.

When the terrifying power dissipated, he felt the strong resistance from Jinghua. Of course, this could not affect his power at all, but this resistance, which was obviously very weak but still very hard, made him stunned.

When people are weak, their hearts are also fragile.

At this moment, he remembered a lot.

He even thought that after more than 4,000 years, the first sincere smile he saw from Ji Yanru without hatred was because this kid shouted out "beautiful, beautiful and perfect".

What a brave little thing.

What a fresh vitality.

Looking back on his life, he has never been young, and Ji Yanru, whose face is eternal, has also become old in heart.

Poor face in front of the mirror, old, red makeup kills the person in the mirror.

Time is too cruel! And he never escaped.

For the rest of his life, he was trapped in the cage of time and space, unable to exist without it. But in this world, who is not in a cage?

Thinking of this, Ji Lan first retracted her sight, slightly opened her five fingers together, gently lifted up, and lifted up a water mirror. A pair of twins were reflected in the mirror. They sat back to back, looking at each other, revealing only one side of their faces.

Their facial features are so similar, but their faces are so different.

Zhu Suyao's expression is cold and her eyes are vicious.

Zhu Biqiong stared into the distance, about to cry...

This is a place I have long been accustomed to, the Tianfu Secret Realm where I have performed countless tasks and participated in countless trials. There are people of all kinds here, and there are stories waiting to be read over and over again.

Zhu Biqiong returned here again, as if the days of leaving had never really appeared, or it was just one of the many stories in the Tianfu Secret Realm.

Yes, she withered on the Tianya Terrace in the 3919th year of the Dao calendar, died the moment she left Jiang Wang's arms, and was buried in the Moon Gate.

The so-called return from the Full Moon Lake, achieving the true teachings of Diaohai Tower, becoming decisive in killing, helping Jiang Wang to find the news of the fourteenth, helping to intercept Zhang Linchuan's life-saving clone, and actively participating in the war of the maze... It was just a dream of her shivering in the cold wind.

This world is too cold, she is a weak person who can't live without the embrace.

But even if it is a story, even if it is just reading a story, she doesn't want that person to die. She also wants to stop it, falsely stop it, again and again.

The light in front of her eyes moves, and the shadows flow like a waterfall.

There is a new story... She thought blankly.

But she heard such a voice in her ears-

It's time to say goodbye.

The last task is to test your practice.

I gave you the same teachings and training, and treated you all equally.

But a dream is empty, and the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water cannot become true.

Flowers can be twins, but people cannot be twins.

There can only be one "truth" between you.

Who is the flower in the mirror, and who is the person who is dressing in front of the mirror?

I am also looking forward to the answer.

Then start, use the simplest way, your battle, to tell me who is the truth.

The voice is very familiar, and the content of the words is understandable.

Zhu Biqiong saw blankly that she was in a huge round platform square, and her sister Zhu Suyao stood opposite her.

To fight with her sister, fight, and decide the only... "truth"?

She had a huge panic in her heart, and the indescribable emotional hole swallowed her like a monster.

Why are they all dead, hiding in the corner of the illusion, and still facing such a choice?

Why...

"Why don't you listen to me?" She heard her sister say this.

She saw her sister approaching her.

"No... no..." She shook her head and kept backing away, pouting her lips and wanting to cry, but she tried hard not to let herself cry.

This is her sister, her dearest relative.

The first time she opened her meridians, the first time she learned Taoism, the first time she flew in the air... all with her sister's company.

"I told you a long time ago that there is no good man in the world!" Zhu Suyao made a seal with both hands, and with a terrifying Taoist fluctuation, she approached with a ferocious expression: "Why are you so stupid? Do you want to make the same mistake I made again? You want to make the same mistake again and again!"

"No." Zhu Biqiong shook her head and backed away. It seemed that she could only shake her head and back away. It seems that she will always be the useless person who cannot live alone without her sister's wings: "It's not like that. At least he is not like that."

"It's not like that?" Zhu Suyao's eyes were horrible and her voice was sharp: "You like him so much and treat him well, but he turns a blind eye! You fight for him, but what does he say? Just a friend!"

"It was originally... just a friend." Zhu Biqiong was afraid, evasive, and stubborn: "He is very good. He has not let me down."

"Stop right there!" Zhu Suyao screamed: "Since you dare to oppose me, use your strength to fight me and defend what you want to defend! Are you a waste?! Where is your Taoism? Where is your magical power? How did I teach you!"

"No, no!" Zhu Biqiong stood still, closed her eyes tightly, dared not look ahead, and burst into tears: "Kill me, kill me sister! I am fake, I am in the mirror, I am useless, I should have died long ago!"

Pah!

Zhu Suyao slapped her to the ground.

He screamed sharply: "Get up! Fight back!"

Zhu Biqiong just stayed on the ground and curled up into a ball, whimpering: "I can't beat you, I don't want to."

Zhu Suyao stepped forward and kicked her away mercilessly!

"I told you... to fight back!"

Zhu Biqiong was kicked up and fell to the ground again, but she simply held her head in her hands, burying herself, and cried so sadly: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu sister, please kill me, please." Please, wuwuwu, I’m so sad..."

Zhu Suyao flew in front of her, coldly grabbed her hair, lifted her up, and forced her to look at him: "Open your eyes! Open your eyes!"

Zhu Biqiong closed her eyes tightly and cried: "I don't! I don't..."

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Zhu Suyao slapped her several times: "Open up! Fight back! Open up! Fight back! I told you to look at me, I told you to fight back!"

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, sister, it hurts!" Zhu Biqiong cried and raised her arms to cover her face.

But Zhu Suyao opened her arms again and again and slapped her head and face. "I told you to fight back! Fight back! Fight back!!!"

"Go away!" Zhu Biqiong finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed forward with both hands!

Her hands felt a soft resistance and moved forward smoothly. The feeling was not like being pushed into a person, but like being pushed into a piece of tofu.

She opened her tearful eyes in horror and saw that her hands were sinking into her sister's heart. The beating thing they touched was her sister's heart!

ah! ah! ! ah! ! !

She tried to pull away in fear, but her arms were tightly held!

Zhu Suyao held her sister's hand tightly, clasping it tightly to her heart, and stared at her seriously with her vicious eyes: "Remember, Biqiong. No matter who hurts you, You must kill him. Even if that person...is me."

The blood near the heart was so hot that Zhu Biqiong felt that her hands had been burned, and her sister's palms were like iron hoops! The hoop hurt her so much that it hurt her heart.

Her little face was wrinkled, her eyes were squeezed into strange shapes, tears rolled down her eyes, and she was speechless.

Zhu Suyao pressed Zhu Biqiong's hands with her left hand and squeezed her own heart. Then she raised her right hand and gently brushed Zhu Biqiong's hair. There was a tiny, heart-exploding bang. Xiangli used his last strength to say: "Don't love me anymore, silly boy."

"Unless someone... loves you as much as I do."

The hot feeling in his hands had disappeared, and the tight band on his arms seemed like an illusion.

With tears in her eyes, Zhu Biqiong looked at her sister in front of her, disappearing like a bubble. She reached forward with both hands in vain, but only found nothing!

She opened her mouth to cry, but there was no sound!

…

…

The flowers in the mirror cannot be touched, and the moon in the water is far away.

The world in front of me, the world where my sister pretended to have completely disappeared, was shrinking infinitely.

Only Zhu Biqiong herself was still sitting there kneeling. And the world that originally tolerated her turned into a transparent seed in front of her eyes, and flew into her heart.

She raised her teary eyes, and the first thing she saw was Fu Hai's face, and secondly the moon where Fu Hai was. Behind the moon is the high sky, with a faint golden color in the darkness.

The painful blood line sewed up the cracks in the sky, and the majestic, blocked majesty was no different from the blood pumping in the ventricle.

She vaguely understood that she had once again emerged from the illusion of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water. And here is still the great battlefield of the Lost Realm, and she is still that insignificant person.

She turned her head subconsciously, trying to find that familiar figure.

But she found herself unable to move.

When can you do it yourself?

The bright moon stood over the sea, like a god, overlooking Zhu Biqiong who was kneeling in front of him, and Jiang Wang who suddenly mobilized his strength in the distance and approached with extraordinary movement skills.

The stalemate between Xuanyuan Shuo and Gao Jie continues, with neither one willing to retreat first, nor the other willing to advance further.

When Fu Hai raised his hand, he suddenly realized that with his current power, he could no longer interfere.

The human body's decline continues, falling all the way from the level of a top real person.

The feeling of trance in the body is also like this damn life.

That’s all…

With a terrifying look, he knocked the reckless human boy to pieces.

Then he looked away, still looking at Zhu Biqiong, looking at this little girl whom he had known and been with for a long time.

Look at her thinness, her frailty, her innocence and weakness.

A small white flower bloomed among the ruins.

No one knows when the flowers bloom, and no one pities the flowers when they fade.

Fei Hai slowly spoke: "I never imagined that in a dream like a mirror, flowers in the water, you would end up being so weak and become the only true person I could cultivate."

"Is it a dream or reality? Am I a human race or a sea race? Sometimes I can't tell the difference."

"What should I say..."

"There was once a person who loved me as much as you loved him. But I didn't cherish him."

"You are not cherished either."

"Loving someone who doesn't love you back is the most unfortunate thing in the world."

He raised a finger and pointed at Zhu Biqiong's eyebrows: "You and I are destined. Erase your love and treat it as my last gift."

This distant finger is ethereal and traceless.

There are no bright lights or shadows, let alone earth-shaking feelings.

Zhu Biqiong suddenly found that she could move. She turned her head by inertia and saw the man who stopped flying backwards, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and rushed over with a sword again.

She found that he was not so high-spirited, nor was he omnipotent. He was just like her, helpless in the great chess game. He was equally powerless.

She was still crying, and she was still sad. She still remembered everything she and Jiang Wang had experienced. She even knew that Jiang Wang wanted to come and save her. But when she looked at this person again, there was no more turbulence in her heart.

It was as quiet as an ancient well, without any waves.

She was still vivid in her mind when she was worried about this person, but it seemed like someone else's story, separated by a layer, as if in a mirror.

She understood that from now on, her joys, sorrows, anger and happiness had nothing to do with this person.

Her heart ached, it should be a sad feeling, but she no longer felt sad.

Why was she still crying?

It seemed to be the habit of this body.

She turned around, stood up, and walked towards Fu Hai.

During this process, there was a frost on her eyebrows. Her pair of willow eyebrows gradually turned white.

There are azaleas on Huai Island, which are different from others.

It is said that "the eyebrows are white when the husband does not return", so it is named "white-browed azalea."

At this moment, she walks in the high sky, like a flower in bloom.

Fu Hai looked at the work in front of him. Although his own cultivation was still falling, he had already gone from Dongzhen to Shenlin, and although his body was already shaky, he smiled with satisfaction.

He said it was a gift, but he never asked Zhu Biqiong if she was willing.

He said it was pity, but it was closer to alms from a high position.

Just like when he introduced this pair of sisters as twin mirror flowers, it was like choosing the only "truth" between the two. He only had his own mood, and he didn't have to consider the feelings of ants.

We are born to be peerless, even if we are broken in the end.

When we come to the world, we must leave something.

White-browed Zhu Biqiong?

It sounds good, and there will probably be a good story.

It doesn't matter if it's not exciting, at least this chapter is interesting at this moment.

Everything will end.

Fu Hai's eyes moved away from the girl and looked at the young man who rushed over again. He frowned slightly. Should he say that this kid is courageous or ignorant?

He is well versed in hundreds of schools of thought and knows people's hearts. But it is obvious that he does not understand Jiang Wang.

There is still a distance of thousands of feet, so he will use the sword light first.

Boom boom boom!

In the world of spirits and souls, a supreme and precious stone door was pushed open! A colorful Buddha's palm, holding the cave golden watch, like holding a demon pestle, pushed the door out!

Fu Hai raised his hand to hold the Buddha's palm, and sent it back, along with the golden light, to the back of the stone door. He even closed the door!

Trivial tricks!

But he had just ended the battle in the world of spirits and souls, and only then did he use the sword to split the sword light, and was still considering what kind of punishment to give the kid. Fu Hai saw the torrent of Taoist magic coming in his face!

Zhu Biqiong? !

The closed stone door in the spirit world was forced open again, supreme and intimidating all nations. Then, huge thoughts came out of this door, like thousands of troops rushing into battle!

And in the surging torrent of Taoism in the real world, the figure of Baimei Zhubiqiong suddenly jumped out, and with a white hand, she had already swept the neck!

Rusty bone flying bird! Palm horizontal knife!

A large circle of blood was splashed around Fu Hai's neck, which was so freehand.

His hands were originally clenched into fists and then loosened.

"I was going to die." He muttered a little aggrieved.

At the last moment, he didn't ask why, didn't do anything else, but laughed: "The person who loves me the most is also the one who hates me the most. The person I cultivate is also the one who destroys me. Everything I have loved does not exist, everything I have imagined cannot be realized, the three bodies of the Tao, the fusion of the two clans, and the transcendence of one life are all empty! Fate! Wonderful!!!"

His body and his voice shattered together, as if they were melted into the moonlight. In a way that no one had ever thought of beforehand, his legend ended just like this.

Zhu Biqiong turned around in front of the bright moon and looked at Jiang Wang, with white eyebrows and hair, and a moonlight on his body.

Jiang Wang's flying figure stopped abruptly.

"How are you?" he asked.

Zhu Biqiong still remembered this person, so she said: "Not bad!"

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