Nightfall

There was a burst of laughter in the city.

It was really painful, and his face became abnormally pale, but he looked at the big ship in the sky and was still laughing. He was very happy. He smiled bleakly, and he was very decisive. He was so arrogant and even crazy.

Sang Sang stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the man on the wall below, with a calm expression, not angry or disgusted by the opponent's disrespect as before.

She feels this kind of calm feeling is very good, very powerful, even if it may be self-righteous, but after all, it is calm, after calm is quiet, quiet is eternal.

She thought she could keep calm, but looking at Ning Que's pale face and the blood flowing from his chest, she felt some pain in her chest.

Is this an illusion or an illusion? With an unimaginable will, Sang Sang wiped this question out of his own mind, but he couldn't stop the brow from frowning.

She looked at Ning Que quietly and suddenly asked, "Isn't it painful?"

Ning Que looked at the chest, looked at the blade deep into the flesh, squeezed a miserable smile, and said: "Man, you should be cruel to yourself."

Sang Sang murmured: "But it still hurts."

Ning lacked his fingers and pushed the iron knife deeper into his chest. Dozens of sweat beads ran across his pale cheeks, and looked up at her and said, "I am a pure man."

Sang Sang looked at him with pity and said, "Is it really painless?"

Ning Que's right hand holding the knife handle trembles slightly, and the blade pulls out a longer opening in his chest, and the blood flows like a waterfall, saying: "In the Xiling Temple, you have cut my blood and flesh all over you with countless knives, countless times. , I ’m used to it, there ’s nothing new. I want to thank you now. "

Sang Sang asked him three times, did he feel pain? He never answered. How could it not hurt when the blade was in the heart, but his heart was extremely painful, and he had become numb.

"Yeah, as long as it is human, it hurts."

The expression of pity disappeared instantly, Sang Sang said with a blank expression: "You are human, there are three poisons naturally in the body, and there are thousands of years on the chessboard. The love is deep, my poison is gone, what about your poison?"

Ning Que looked at her. Laughing again, the laughter became more indifferent.

"Traveling around the world, you have always wanted me to understand what love is and what love is until now. I have not fully understood it, but at least I know that love and love are sometimes not accepted, but given, everyone With an unbearable heart, the more you pay to me. The more you can't bear to hurt me. "

Sang Sang looked at him calmly and said, "I want to leave. If you want to stop me, you will have to kill yourself. Then I will die. Do you really have the heart to do this?"

Ning Que laughed and said: "What you said is not comprehensive. Love and love are not unilaterally accepted or unilaterally given, but spent together. I really do not want to let you die, do you just want to watch I'm going to die? If you are really ruthless. Why did you tell me so much when you left? "

He talked side by side. He coughed up blood, and his teeth and pale cheeks were covered with blood stains. He looked abnormally hideous, but in the meantime he concealed the will and determination that cannot be ignored by the sky.

Sang Sang was silent for a long time, and then said with a smile: "What you said makes sense, since the final ending is separation, I should not say so much."

The spring breeze touched Tsing Yi, the flowers on it gradually bloomed, the green lion stepped on the cloud, the big ship slowly walked towards the golden line far away from the sky, she no longer looked at him at the bow.

Ning Que looked at the big ship in the sky, looked at her back, and said pale: "You know I don't like to die. Until that day, Weicheng did not have this person. Those people are dead, I thought you were dead, Later, the Queen Mother also jumped from here, I realized that death is not terrible. "

Sang Sang didn't turn around, her fingers behind her turned white, and she should be exerting a little force. She looked at the other shore in the distance and silently thought, "Do you think I die like that?"

She asked this question many times, and Ning Que laughed again, her whole body trembling, and said aloud: "I said it in Xiling. I die together or live together."

Sang Sang ignored him, and the big ship continued to go to the other side.

"Yeah, so memorable, how can you let you die? You are Haotian, you can count everything in the world, but how can you not count these, you know I can't bear to let you die."

Ning Que withdrew his iron knife, reached into his chest, grasped the heart, and pulled it out vigorously. The blood was flowing, and his heart was exposed to the blue sky.

His aching face was pale like snow, his body was trembling constantly, and he could no longer stand. He knelt in the blood flowing out of himself with two splashes of blood before his knees.

"Inscribed with heart and bones? I crushed my heart. The text inscribed on it is too deep, can it still exist? I can't bear to let you die, I crushed my heart, and naturally there is nothing unbearable."

Ning Que gasped painfully: "If you don't stop, then die together."

Sang Sang still ignored him, and the ship continued to move forward.

The red dust is gone. Now she is Haotian, a pure set of objective rules, naturally indifferent and unrelenting, no longer bound by the world, naturally free from any threats.

Ning Que committed suicide, and Sang Sang would die, but Hao Tian would still be alive.

The look of despair appeared on his face, and at the same time there was a ruthlessness, holding the palm firmly!

In his palm was the bright red, beating heart.

He is now very close to Dacheng, and his body is as hard as iron. The most important thing is that Sang Sang can treat the bones with his sleeves. It is very difficult to commit suicide.

In the time that Sang Sang traveled through the world, he imagined how to commit suicide many times. He used a powerful knife to cut the chest and abdomen and punctured the heart straightly. Once again, it was difficult to die instantly even if the blade penetrated.

As long as she left Sang Sang for a moment, she could heal him.

So he took out his heart, and with the palm of his hand, it could be broken into countless fragments. Even Haotian, there was no way to let him live again.

He would die if Sang Sang died, and Haotian would still be alive. He seemed to have no reason to do so, but he still decided to do so, because it represented his attitude, and he wanted to see her attitude at last.

Keep your hands tight. With his current strength, even an iron ball will be squashed. However ... that bright red heart is only deformed, and no cracks have been produced.

It hurts, Ning Que's heart is very painful, but not broken.

He was shocked and confused, and did not understand why.

Sang Sang stood at the bow of the ship, smiling without a word.

In the last decades of the chessboard world, from the redwood forest to the peak of the mountain, she left the **** body and lived in his heart, his heart has become very powerful.

Ning Que herself didn't know about this change, she knew.

She knew what he wanted, so how could he beat her?

A fresh breeze blew, and a faint spring rain fell in the sky.

The rain fell on Ning Que's body, washing the blood and washing away the dust from the heart.

The heart returned to the chest from the palm of the hand, the wound healed instantly, and even the scar was invisible.

Ning Que looked at her chest and felt that the heart beating seemed stronger and stronger than before.

He can raise an iron knife, cut open his chest again, and pull out his heart, but he did n’t do it. Even a determined person, it is difficult for him to start a second suicide immediately without hesitation if he fails The more crucial reason is that he knew that Sang Sang would not give himself a second chance.

The previous time, it was his unspoken agreement with her, or gambling.

He lost, a sweetness came from his heart, but he was not reconciled.

Ning Que said, "I can't bear you."

"I said, I will see you again when you can actually write that word."

Sang Sang looked at him quietly, his face also pale, and his emotions were a little complicated. He said, "In addition, you have drunk my tea, and have drunk it many times."

Over the years, they have lived under the same roof, tossed around on the same big bed, and ate in the same iron pan, and of course he drank her tea.

Ning Que froze, silent for a long time, and suddenly pointed between the legs.

He asked loudly, "You just left, what should you do?"

Sang Sang smiled silently.

Ning Que jumped thunderously and shouted, "Hurry down and cure me!"

Sang Sang smiled and turned around, never speaking again.

She had been with him once, and his heart was now indestructible, and the injury between his legs was naturally better. Ning Que certainly knew that he just wanted an excuse to keep her.

This excuse is a bit ridiculous and very pitiful.

The ship continued to sail towards the horizon, and then gradually disappeared into the golden thread.

She is about to arrive on her other shore.

Looking at the big ship that was disappearing, and looking at her distant, hard to see, tears flowed on Ning Que's face, and said bitterly: "You are gone, what's the use?"

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The ship left, and countless believers on earth bowed down on their knees.

That golden line is the other side.

Countless lights flooded in front of me, Sang Sang narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

The door of the Kingdom of God was destroyed by the Master. This is the first time she has returned by this method. This feeling is a bit strange, but she knows that nothing can go wrong.

Because she comes from the Kingdom of God, her other shore is naturally the Kingdom of God.

She closed her eyes, ready to meet herself in the kingdom of God, and then merge.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a lush mountain.

Her face was pale and her body was stiff.

This lush mountain ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ she is very familiar, but here is not the Kingdom of God, but Minshan.

In the mountains, she was silent, standing for countless days and nights, trying to figure out the reason.

The little green lion knelt restlessly beside her, watching the surrounding scenery.

After countless days and nights, she finally wanted to understand the reason-she was the choice of human beings. She came from the world, not from the kingdom of God, so her other side was the world.

She is still in the world.

In addition, there is a reason.

She looked at her lower abdomen, frowned slightly, feeling strange, and even a little frightened.

Or, this is the real magic stroke.

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(The fifth volume is the final writing)