Barrier of Light

"I feel nothing but contempt and hatred for what you have done."

With Meng Xizhou's words thrown out.

Countless water ripples splashed out on the surface of the Red Lake!

This game between the holy books has once again experienced a reversal——

Song Ci's page of holy book had the upper hand.

The Great Elder hit his knees heavily on the lake, holding the water with both hands, barely supporting himself from falling into the red lake. He raised his head and said with difficulty and pain: "So you and Song Ci... kill me? "

Meng Xizhou was silent for a moment.

She shook her head and whispered: "Is this necessary?"

The great elder's eyes were a little confused.

"I came here just to see the Lord of Light."

Meng Xizhou looked at the old man kneeling in front of the lake desperately supporting him, and said calmly: "I am not interested in killing you... so I will not deliberately take action."

"Then...why are you on his side?"

The great elder was startled.

"The place where you are standing is too dirty."

Meng Xizhou explained seriously: "I hate 'disaster' and 'ominous'... If you accidentally get a little bit of it, it will take a long time to resolve it."

The words fell.

The great elder coughed out a large mouthful of blood... He watched the blood he coughed up fall on the surface of the Red Lake, unable to faint.

Red Lake rejected his blood.

This dark mass of blood fell on the lake and was quickly evaporated.

This means that the [immortal] blood replaced in his body has been almost consumed, and the mouthful he just coughed out is his own blood.

Dirty, tainted "ominous blood".

At the same time, a large amount of light began to gather towards the great elder.

This lake of miracles has gathered a large amount of light power, and what the power of light hates most is this dirty and sinister disaster!

"No……"

The great elder's expression was as miserable as a blank sheet of paper. He stretched out a hand, wanting to ask for help from Meng Xizhou.

But Meng Xizhou stood far away.

In the church's philosophy, the Goddess of Light has been responsible for saving the people from the moment she was born, but now she is just watching with cold eyes.

If you don't save it, then you can save it.

"Help me, help me! Help...ahem!"

The Great Elder was unable to straighten up under the pressure of Song Ci's holy book. He coughed one after another, and the lake water beside him continued to evaporate with hot breath of light. The blood of disaster triggered the rejection reaction of Red Lake.

The two holy books were burning to the extreme at this moment.

Just when Song Ci was about to go all out and crush him.

Meng Xizhou's message suddenly sounded in his ears.

"The dispute over the Holy Book...that's it for now."

"?"

Song Ci was startled.

Meng Xizhou stretched out her hand. She gently tugged at the entangled lake storm at the top of the sky. Countless bright silks shot out from the surface of the red lake, separating the two entangled wills. She neither helped Song Ci nor the Great Elder. , but grasped the two pieces of dead paper from a distance that were burning to the extreme and could be turned into ashes at any time.

"Buzz——"

The Red Lake, which was originally boiling and filling the sky, fell into calmness in an instant.

Meng Xizhou took back her palm, and there were two more pages in her palm.

Looking at Song Ci's puzzled eyes, Meng Xizhou said softly: "The spiritual game of the Holy Book is likely to 'make you angry'. It will do you no good to continue fighting... Look at what he looks like now."

Song Ci looked at the old man in front of him with a complicated expression.

The snow-white robes were eroded by the black mist, and the great elder tore his face with both hands. The misfortune that had been suppressed for decades completely broke out. This time it was more serious than ever before.

There is no activity provided by the blood of the [Undead].

He simply couldn't resist the accumulating disasters.

Fighting Pluto and surviving is a miracle.

He gave a life on credit.

But the cost of credit will keep getting higher and higher.

Now, the Great Elder has finally ushered in the "Day of Reckoning". Dark black mist seeped out of his skin, and the glow from the bottom of the Red Lake swarmed in like tadpoles, dragging him into the lake. A large amount of divine radiance surged out. When it came out, it was like a piece of 10,000-degree hot molten iron sinking into the ice lake, and countless blazing mist flew in.

Meng Xizhou gently flicked his sleeves.

A ray of bright light passed by, drawing a long straight line, separating the area where the "disaster" broke out from the area of ​​her and Song Ci's combat power at this moment.

Song Ci couldn't help but feel heart palpitations as he watched this scene.

"Is the legendary 'ominous outbreak' so terrifying?"

If I insist on crushing the will of the Holy Book, will I now be contaminated with the so-called ominousness?

"The plague of Hades...is the dirtiest thing in the world."

Meng Xizhou said with cold eyes: "It will be difficult to wash off such filthy and dirty things as long as they are stained even a little."

It turns out that the forced end to the holy book game just now was really for his own good.

Song Ci was silent for a while and said, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me."

Meng Xizhou said softly: "You are the only [immortal] in the world, and you have cultivated to this high level. Even if you are accidentally exposed to some 'disasters', you will be fine... But after all, this thing is not Okay, I don’t want to see you infected by evil spirits.”

There was a touch of sadness in her eyes.

The Great Elder was actually not bad to her... When she was young, Teacher Yuan Yang often took her to cross the West Sea to watch the sea and listen to the tide.

Lucky people blessed by God are always surrounded by good people.

So even though she was imprisoned in a secret prison for six years, she still could not hate this once "amiable" old man.

Even though she now knows that the great elder's smile is fake.

But maybe his "kindness" in those early years was real?

So Meng Xizhou finally chose to be a "spectator".

She knew that the great elder's fate had already led to death. Death in her own hands, death in Song Ci's hands... it would be better to die in an ominous outbreak of disaster.

This was the ending that fate had planned for him long ago.

Song Ci watched quietly as the black mist in the Red Lake was covered and submerged by the light.

The ominous misfortunes that made him feel palpitating gradually dissipated.

"After the host dies, the ominousness and disaster will also dissipate..."

Meng Xizhou whispered: "Just like the source of matter, these ethereal things come from the void and will eventually return to the void."

"..."

Song Ci couldn't say such enigmatic words.

He just stared at the place where the great elder's soul died and felt a little regretful.

He wanted to punch the old guy in the face.

But now that I think about it, I might as well forget it.

This guy's whole body is wrapped in ominous things. If he gets punched, he might be the unlucky one.

So after watching for a long time, Song Ci chose to speak two concise and concise words to express his mood at the moment.

"Good to die."

"It's really good to die here. You don't have to go out to harm other people."

Meng Xizhou sighed, moved her head and asked, "I'm going to move on. Are you interested in going to the other side of the Red Lake with me?"

Song Ci was startled.

He never expected that Meng Xizhou would invite him to go to the other side of the Red Lake.

"Today is the final selection for the Fire Trial in Guangming City."

Song Ci said seriously: "If someone can reach the other side of the Red Lake, then he will have the opportunity to be favored by the 'Light Fire'... This is the opportunity to become the next fire master. Do you want to invite me?"

Without Meng Xizhou, he would not be able to move forward.

It's all foggy here.

"I have already heard Nanfeng say these things."

Meng Xizhou smiled and said: "Judging from your appearance now, it seems that you are not interested in the 'Light Fire'?"

"More than just not interested..."

Song Ci originally wanted to say some curse words, but considering that the goddess of light was standing next to him, he swallowed back those vulgar dialects that were not suitable for elegance, and said helplessly: "If it is possible, I hope I have never touched [Light Token]."

Meng Xizhou smiled softly.

"After you became [Apostle of Light], Nanfeng often wrote to me, saying that he regretted coming to Guangming City to take away the tokens."

She said softly: "He feels that he owes you and has always wanted to make up for it... Nanfeng owes you, which is equivalent to what I owe you. If you want to go to the other side and see the other side, then come with me."

"No matter what we owe, we are all brothers!"

Song Ci grinned: "Gu Nanfeng, that stinky boy, is really a dull gourd. He can't beat a fart with three sticks. He would rather write to you than tell me about his worries. How can he be blamed for the token thing?" On your head?”

He paused and said seriously: "As for the other side of the Red Lake...Miss Meng, I won't go."

Meng Xizhou raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Originally I wanted to go and see it, but now I don't want to."

Song Ci looked at the place where the great elder had fallen and said calmly: "I just wanted to beat this old boy up. Now that he is dead, this City of Light... I can't stay for another minute."

"That's it...that's all."

Meng Xizhou looked at Song Ci, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly said with emotion: "Brother Song, you are indeed as rumored. You seem to be covered in mud, but in fact you are spotless."

"Is this what Nanfeng Xinli said?"

Song Ci scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile: "You must have never been to Dongzhou. My reputation there is actually not good."

"I know, they all call you 'Crow'..."

Meng Xizhou smiled and spoke.

The crow, with its dark, dirty wings, is regarded as a symbol of ominousness and disaster.

She paused and said meaningfully: "But I also know that Mrs. Lu Nanzhi always calls you 'Yingji', and Nanfeng often calls you 'Brother Yingji' in his letters."

The holy and flawless white parrot is completely opposite to the crow, which symbolizes disaster.

Song Ci was speechless for a while.

A warm current passed by, and he felt a little sour in his heart for no reason.

Song Ci quickly covered it up with a smile: "Damn it, when I get back, I must give Nanfeng a good scolding. After all, he is the young master of the Gu family. Why can't he hide things and write everything in the letter!"

"There are hundreds of millions of people in this world chasing fire."

"But there are very few people who can truly resist the temptation of fire and never deviate from their true intentions."

Meng Xizhou said sincerely: "Compared to the [immortal] bloodline, Brother Song's pure state of mind is even rarer. I say these words just to ask you not to be too anxious to hate the light. If one day Guangming City can return to its original track, it will be restored to its original state." Now you can see what Mr. Gu Changzhi looked like when he was still studying. I hope you are willing to return to this red lake."

Once a token is touched, it cannot be canceled.

She knew that Song Ci had been studying in the Fighting God Realm for six years.

If I hadn’t come into contact with the light token in the first place.

So at this moment, Song Ci... may have been trained by Baizhu to become the next successor of Douzhan.

"If one day comes, maybe I will consider it."

Song Ci thought for a moment and then spoke slowly.

He stretched out a palm to touch the zenith where the stars were shining, and chuckled: "After all, who would hate real light?"

Hearing this, Meng Xizhou bowed slowly.

It was the Nagano bow that Gu Nanfeng taught her.

She gently picked up the hem of her skirt, and also picked up the stars hanging down across the red lake, and said, "This is so good."

Song Ci also solemnly returned the gift.

He raised his head and saw only a thick fog in his field of vision.

Meng Xizhou has disappeared.

Song Ci did not want to go to the other side of the Red Lake, so Meng Xizhou continued to move forward alone.

In her field of vision, the entire Red Lake was unobstructed. The battle between Song Ci and the Great Elder was only the "midpoint", not the "end point".

She walked towards the destination that no mortal could reach in her lifetime.

Today, since she left the secret prison.

You must see the light.